Tensei Kenja no Isekai Raifu ~Daini no Shokugyo wo Ete, Sekai Saikyou ni Narimashita~ Chapter 95
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Tensei Kenja no Isekai Raifu ~Daini no Shokugyo wo Ete, Sekai Saikyou ni Narimashita~ Chapter 95
I Was Being Followed
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One hour later.
I said goodbye to everyone that helped me in Rikardo, and then I left the town.
As usual, I rode on top of the Proud Wolf as I made my way to the town of Boguinea…
But on the way, the slime on my shoulder said in a worried voice,
‘Yuji! Yuji!’
‘What?’
‘Something is chasing after us!’
The slime said as it looked behind us.
While I couldn’t see it with my own eyes—I could use ‘Shared Senses’ to borrow their vision. And so I was able to confirm that something was chasing us.
But then again, I was on an ordinary road.
If someone happened to be headed in the same direction, it might look like they were chasing us.
‘Are you sure it’s not just a coincidence?’
‘It’s not! It’s chasing after us!’
It seemed like the slimes were seeing something that I wasn’t.
…I would have to check it out.
‘Proud Wolf. Slow down a little.’
‘Understood!’
The Proud Wolf said as he dropped the pace.
And then—whatever it was that was following us, also started to move at a slower pace.
It seemed to be someone riding a horse. So this adjustment of speed was rather impressive.
‘Proud Wolf. Now go faster.’
‘Understood!’
The Proud Wolf returned to his original speed.
And then our pursuer also started to ride faster.
‘…It’s settled then. Someone is chasing us.’
The problem was, who was this person?
I could just stop somewhere and have a look… But it also seemed dangerous to meet our pursuer when there was no one else around.
But then again, our pursuer slowed down when we did, so the chances of us meeting were not high.
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At least for now, the enemy seemed satisfied with just watching us.
It would be a good idea to find out who it was for now.
‘All right, I want about 100 of you to spit.’
‘What are you going to do?’
‘You’re going to do some scouting while I use magic to keep you hidden.’
Slimes were already translucent, and they didn’t make any sound on top of being small.
Slimes were already translucent, and they didn’t make any sound on top of being small.
So once I supported them with magic, their ability to stay hidden became quite incredible.
Normally, spying on the enemy’s actions in this situation would seem quite difficult—but it wasn’t the case when you had slimes.
‘Okay!’
And so the slimes split up.
I cast concealment magic on them so that they would stay hidden.
Furthermore, I took measures so that they wouldn’t be caught by any detection magic.
‘…Good. When I tell you to, I want you to get off of the Proud Wolf one by one.’
‘Okay!’
‘What should I do!?’
‘Proud Wolf, when I tell you to, you should slow down a little and stop near a random tree. We’ll pretend like we are resting.’
‘O-okay!’
I decided to stop and pretend to take a rest.
Unless I was wrong, the enemy would also stop.
And when that happened, I would try and have the slimes get on the horse.
Slimes were able to stick to anything with a surface.
‘Good. Now, go!’
I said, and the slimes started to hop off of the Proud Wolf. Like this, a slime dropped off from the Proud Wolf after every few meters.
‘Proud Wolf, slow down! Do it slowly so it doesn’t look like we are frantic!’
‘Understood!’
I said, and the Proud Wolf started to lower his speed.
And then our pursuer also started to slow down.
–And when the Proud Wolf stopped completely, so did our pursuer.
There was about a distance of 2 kilometers between us. So it was highly unlikely that the enemy would think they were discovered.
However, my slimes were already at its feet.
‘We found the person chasing us!’
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