Chapter.9 Star Fall (26)
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Tuung- Kwajajak!
Tuung – Kwajajajajag!
….Sud!
The elf Idrasil crushed the tree root in his mouth with all his might. Her mother always scolded her, saying that it was vulgar to show emotions like this, but she couldn’t help it because she felt that if she didn’t do this, it would show through her facial expressions.
Kaneran, or as the humans call it, a village of exiled elves, was a place far from peace. A second hometown created by elves who were driven out of the forest due to sins or unavoidable circumstances in their hometown, the Elven Forest.
Even if they were captured by human slave hunters and suffered various indignities before escaping, or were lucky enough to blend in among them, those who gathered there because they were disillusioned with their evil mentality had their gentle and easy-going souls trampled and lost their peace of mind, and the Blue Line Mountains The ferocious monsters took away their physical peace.
Therefore, the elves here in Kaneran were familiar with ‘non-peace’, the most unstable state for the elf race, and were skilled in how to respond.
Tuung – Kwajajajajag!
“we are! Conversation! want!”
Tuung – Kwajajajajag!
“Until the conversation takes place! “I will tear down all the trees in this area!”
However, I can assure you that Idrasil has never experienced that kind of ‘non-peace’ in the past 30 years since he achieved the status of Narim and served as the village’s guardian.
Tuung – Kwajajajajag!
“You cruel bastards! Can’t you hear the death of the trees? A tree that appears to be over 100 years old has just passed another life! If you don’t break the barrier and welcome us as guests, history will record today as the day of the Blue Line Forest Massacre!”
“…Are you calling that a threat?”
“I think so…”
The humans, who seemed to have completely misunderstood something, were peeling the tree’s bark as if torturing it, or slowly twisting it to tear it apart so that the sound of it breaking could be clearly heard, and throwing it towards the village’s barrier. Of course, our species likes trees. Idrasil alone had ten bonsai trees that she carefully cultivated at her home, as well as a small vegetable garden. However, it is only a hobby. Did that person really think that method would work?
“Narim Idrasil. “What do you plan to do with that person?”
“Is there a chance that the spirit barrier will be damaged by that human’s attack?”
“Nothing at all. It is clear that it is a considerable amount of physical power, but natural objects that are not affected by auras or mana cannot have any effect on the village’s spirit barrier. but….”
“but?”
“If you pull out all the trees near the barrier and throw them like that, there is a possibility that you will touch the tree that acts as an auxiliary wedge for the barrier….”
Crash!
Nera Rossio stopped what he was saying at the eerie sound coming from Idrasil’s mouth and closed his mouth quietly. As a ‘Nera’ class member who manages the inside of the village, he could not handle the anger of Idrasil, a ‘Narim’ class member who roams these rough mountains and fights against demonic beasts.
Idrasil was mobilizing all her knowledge to find out the identity of the human who had arrows all over his body, acted like that, and talked about ‘peace’.
At first, I naturally thought it was the seed of a demonic beast. That’s right, because he ran towards the village with a cursed undead cat, one of the most feared beings in this area. I shot him in the heart, hoping to bring peace to the poor dead man whose life was being tormented by the hands of the devil. Shooting the undead’s head is most certain, but the Great Mother teaches that the headless will wander the world unable to hear or see even after death, and that elves, symbols of peace, do not harm the heads of living creatures.
But things took a strange turn. With the appearance of the Immortal Tomb, the Great Mother infused strength into the branches of the World Tree, and as always, the demonic beast, blocked by the world’s purest ‘peace’, turned its back and returned to its own area, but the human who had been hit in the heart with a bow opened his mouth. Aren’t they approaching the village, shedding blood?
Idrasil felt seriously threatened by the sight of the creature smiling and approaching with its arms raised high even though it had been attacked first. Although Idrasil was born in a village 60 years ago and learned about humans only through the experiences and writings of village elders, he was able to know what that posture meant through learning in the forest.
‘Animals that feel threatened inflate their bodies! I have seen a bear demon that was hit by an arrow express its intention to attack the opponent in that way. Seeing that it is not affected by the World Tree, it is not a monster, but since it threatens the village, we have no choice but to eliminate it!’
Then, he attacked with the Nera who joined him later. Even though the heart, liver, and vital muscles and tendons were pierced, the human still raised his arms and made threats, and eventually one Nera, whose peace of mind was broken, went against the teachings of the race and shot him in the head. I thought the commotion was over.
However, the man with his head pierced stood up again, blood and brain drain pouring from his forehead, and began pulling out trees and throwing them towards the village.
At that time, Idrasil put the tree root he was carrying in his mouth, even though he knew it was a bad habit. A man who does not die even when a tree is uprooted and his head is pierced, and who cries out for peace only with his mouth. This ‘non-peace’ was too much for her, a young elf who was only 62 years old, to handle.
And now.
Time passed without any success, and the trees around the village had already been torn down to the point where there was an empty lot, and under Idrasil’s feet, there were three tree roots that had been chewed up as much as her shaken peace.
Ah! Oh my gosh!
With the indirect expression of emotions, I felt that the precariously shaking peace calmed down a bit.
“Narim. That human, or rather that creature, must be a great threat to the village!”
“…When will the other Narim return?”
“He has gone to clean up the root of the corruption that has recently spread to the vicinity of the village, so he will come late at night at best.”
“If it’s corruption… it won’t come back at night, but when the sun rises tomorrow. “We will have to use moonlight.”
Tsk!
Idrasil spat out the tree root that he had already chewed up, took a new one out of his arms, and put it in his mouth. The Great Mother must stay by the branches of the World Tree, and Nera is powerless to stop that monster. If you leave it alone, it will affect the barrier. In the end, as the only Narim left in the village, she had only one choice to make:
“I’m going out.”
“Narim Idrasil! It’s too dangerous! There is a monster that pulls down trees and throws them with its bare hands, and there is also an outsider who appears to be a member of the group behind it! “If you just leave, Narim will return to dust!”
“I know. However, if left as is, if the auxiliary wedge of the barrier were to be damaged, it would be a great burden to the Great Mother, who is already putting all her effort into maintaining the barrier. Although I am young, I am also Narim. “If I could return to the dust and protect my village, I would not hesitate.”
“Keuheuk, Narim Idrasil….!”
Idrasil left Nera with tears in his eyes and approached the village’s barrier. He was always on patrol along the road. Just like the day I first left the village, the peace was shaken.
Wow!
“Would you like to join us, Ariel?”
Idrasil completed her preparations by hanging an arrow on the bowstring and summoning Ariel, the spirit that had been with her all her life.
“Please, may there be peace in the forest.”
Finally, with the image of the village engraved in his eyes, Idrasil leapt as lightly as a feather.
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“Look, Ottoman. “Is that… really okay?”
“Umm….”
“Gwok. No matter how you think about it, it was right that big and small humans were born into our species.”
“That’s right. “This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a strange confrontation…”
Meanwhile, the situation of the professor and his party outside the barrier was not much different from the feelings of the elves inside the barrier.
“Hahaha! Hey, look at this thing being torn along the grain of the wood! Is it a birch tree? If there were no restrictions on technology introduction, I would have brought a truckload of A4 paper and spread it out in front of you! There is even something called ‘paper’ in the world, made by cutting down trees, grinding them, dousing them with chemicals, and then spreading them thinly! how is it! “It’s scary to even imagine!”
Coo! Kwaja Jajajak!
Watching another tree become kindling and fly out into the empty air, the group let out a deep sigh without anyone else noticing it first. Even the troll Notum.
“No, I came to ask for a guide to show me the way to the elven forest, but the trees are slaughtered right in front of the elves… Isn’t the elf’s love for trees unusual?”
“exactly. When I had just come out of the forest and was wandering around the arena, an elf slave who was serving an important guest entered our arena. Unusually, pots containing live trees were periodically placed in the prison where the female elf was kept. The elf said that if she didn’t do that, she would suffer and die. That’s how deep the relationship between the elf and her tree is.”
“Then… isn’t what the hero is doing essentially the same as declaring war? ‘Accept us! Otherwise, I will kill all the trees here! ‘Would you die without your trees?’ Do you think it will sound like this?”
Otman’s face turned earthy at the words of Lucilla, who was watching the professor while bobbing her legs on a pile of luggage. This is not a figurative expression, but a literal one. To torture and kill a tree in such a cruel way in front of a race where trees cannot live without death. Wouldn’t it have been more peaceful for him to step forward and break the waves?
Otman looked at the elf’s barrier, which was completely revealed and surrounded by tree fragments, and measured the remaining mana. Maybe the professor could have just kidnapped an elf and run away.
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‘Professor, if it’s that friend, it’s quite possible. cancer! With those brilliant words, you could brainwash the innocent forest tribes and turn them into conscript minions!’
While I was thinking that, the barrier shook and I saw someone walking out, and the four people except Lucilla jumped up and shouted.
“It’s an elf!”
“You’re an elf!”
“It’s a water spirit!”
“Gwok. “You’re an idiot.”
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Except for Otman, the other three’s heads turned towards the water wizard filled with joy.
“Ah! “Grandfather, you were a water wizard, right?”
Lucilla’s voice came out from inside the pile of luggage, as if she had been hiding for some time. Lucilla laughed breathlessly as she recalled the ‘relationship between wizards and spirits’ she had picked up while living at the top.
“Then you can never fight with him?”
“Hmm…. Mmm….”
In response to the group’s gaze demanding an answer, Otman could only clear his throat.
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[It came out!]
‘Wow, it’s hard. I was wondering when it would come out.’
To be honest, I was a little angry, but I had no intention of antagonizing the elf. I had to coax him to lead him to the forest of the elves who kicked him out, but wouldn’t it be difficult if he got too hateful?
According to the well-known elven habits, as soon as I peeled off the first bark,
‘Well, don’t do that! please! The tree is in pain!’ I thought he was going to cry and run out, but he didn’t even move until sawdust started flying like a furniture factory, so just when I was starting to get worried, an elf finally came out from inside the barrier.
– professor: Hey! Someone who knows everything about elf habits! Speak quickly!
– takealook: The skin is white and pretty.
– Jokass: Long life. Is it 250 years old? Is it 300 years old?
– Heungan Mandu: Good at shooting arrows and using spirit magic.
– professor: No, not something fragmentary like that! To be more specific, about culture and customs!
– Roer Drug: / I care about trees very much. To the point where I would die without it. / He eats only vegetarian food, and prefers clothes made of grass rather than clothes made of leather. Customers also like it better. / If you do not allow it to meet its own people periodically, it will die. / It doesn’t matter if you keep them in one place for a long time, but if they are in an enclosed space, they will die quickly. / This much?
– professor: What is that suspiciously specialized knowledge?
– Noroo Drug: King God ranker ‘Saekcheonma’ has some great tips for running the Elf Changgwan.
– professor : *)^&*!!! Don’t do anything like that, you idiot!
– Speed Wagon: There is nothing like that.
– professor: Why?
– Speed Wagon: World 1: I have never met an elf. World 2: We met occasionally, but cleared without any special events. World 3: Due to the Super Lacism of the Gwangmyeong Church, ordinary elves either resist or hide when they encounter humans, and can only be met in Changgwan. There is no real information.
– professor: But… there are quite a few elf companions and battle screenshots posted in the community, right?
– Noru Drug: That’s a fellow slave. It’s like a doll that you dress up in your favorite clothes and carry around with you. The combat power is said to be at the level of a sunfish that is good at shooting arrows.
[In the end, you’re saying there’s no information?]
‘yes?’
Tadat!
While I was thinking about this and that, the elf who came out of the barrier took a seat on a tree a good distance away. Although he is aiming his bow, I can see that he is close enough to see his facial features, so I guess he is ready to talk.
As I tried to take a step closer, in the blink of an eye, five arrows hit my feet.
“I heard you wanted to talk. “Isn’t it enough to hear your voice from this distance?”
When I looked up, I saw an elf with fierce eyes aiming a bow toward where I was.
‘Elves… a race that is good, but difficult to communicate with. Wow, what a terrifying bastard the elf ambassador who put an arrow in my head is…’
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“!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The professor raised his head, thinking of various reasons to use in a war of words with the elf.
“Huhhh…..”
It just hardened.
A voice as cold as frost but beautiful.
Contrary to popular belief, an elf with blue hair who wears leather clothes that look smooth and strong, and for some reason has something that looks like tree bark in its mouth.
But that wasn’t what caught the professor’s eyes.
“oh my god. How could something like this happen!”
Trup-
Pabababak!
Arrows rained down once again in front of the professor who took a step forward in a daze, but the professor did not stop his steps as if he were possessed.
“Oh no! beautiful! Truly the pinnacle of beauty! I can’t stand it. “I just can’t stand it…”
“Oh, don’t come! I’ll shoot! “You definitely want peace…”
“doesn’t exist!”
“Ugh!”
Throw in!
Before Idrasil could finish her warning, the professor rushed towards her, using the enormous strength of his thigh muscles to fly in and spread his ferocious arms. The story of the ‘terrible human being’ told by the village elders sequentially appeared in Idrasil’s mind as he was unable to react to the force of the man flying like a protection.
[Humans cannot be trusted. They always covet us.]
[The moment you are caught by them, a terrible future that you can’t even imagine awaits you.]
[So, Idrasil, if you are caught in the hands of humans…]
‘Ah, godmother….’
Idrasil closed her eyes tightly as she saw the huge shadow casting over her.
Sloshing-
Sigh!
“…..ah?”
The shadow passed by her and struck the water spirit behind her.
“Oooooh! Such pure water! I never even imagined it! Not the meaningless pureness of distilled water! This, this is indescribable, oh my god! “It’s a good thing you came here!”
Idrasil looked at the professor waving his hand to somehow touch her spirit Ariel, without even considering himself right next to him, and Ariel avoiding his touch while conveying all kinds of negative emotions to her, and grabbed the tree root that was in her mouth. I dropped it.
“Is this… a human?”
“only once! “Let’s hug each other just once!”
“Let go of this! I too will become one! The water spirit! “The water spirit is in front of me!!!”
Idrasil fell into confusion as he saw the professor following Ariel, who had turned into droplets of water and was running away, and the old human being caught and struggling by other humans in the distance.
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