The cause of the problem was the discovery of a waterfall with spiritual energy outside the prohibited area. For Utrang, who was training to become a great shaman, the neat spirit of the waterfall was something he really wanted, so even though it was a forbidden area, it was far away from the human village, so he secretly went in and out of there, wondering if there would be a big problem.
Did you say that if your tail is long, you will get stepped on? In the end, Utrang, who was training under the waterfall, was noticed by the villagers, and the villagers, filled with fear, gathered hunters to exterminate the troll. The problem is that even then, Utrang did not know this and continued to go in and out of the waterfall, and even made the mistake of bringing along a young troll from the village he was friendly with.
The result was this. He found himself in a terrible situation where not only himself but also his precious children were being chased by humans. Lamenting, Utrang rolled his head.
‘What should I do?’
The answer came quickly. Nature is a great teacher. Utrang realized a way to overcome this situation through the providence of nature.
‘When the nest is in danger, plovers protect their eggs by deliberately exposing themselves to predators by pretending to be injured.’
Utrang made up his mind and started digging under the tree. The young trolls looked at him in confusion. Utrang, who had dug a large hole, said as he pushed the children into it.
“You two are hiding here! Understand?”
As the trolls entered the pit, Utrang gathered leaves to hide their appearance. The children asked in surprise.
“uh? What about Utrang?”
Utrang grinned without answering. Like a troll, a sad smile appears between the protruding cheekbones and long chin. The young trolls realized what he was trying to do and started crying to stop him.
“no! Utrang!”
Utrang stretched out his hands and placed them one on top of the young troll’s head. And pushed it back into the hole.
“When you grow up, take care of other children.”
“no!”
“Utrang!”
The children are making a fuss and are about to burst into tears. If this continues, your location will be revealed. Slightly embarrassed, Utrang snapped her fingers repeatedly.
Crack! Ta-da-dak!
“Cotton clouds, carrying poppies, night.”
Although Utrang did not reach the level of a guru, he was still able to use a simple sleep spell. The rhythmic sound of finger snaps shook the children’s ears. The children’s struggles subsided and they became quiet.
“Phew… … .”
Utrang stood up, his eyes shining. Loud noises were already being heard here and there in the jungle. The humans were almost nearby.
Utrang took out his stone sword and let out a loud cry.
“Aaaah!”
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The bushes shake and a large shadow suddenly jumps out. The hunters screamed as they saw the troll that appeared.
“It’s out!”
“It’s a troll!”
Young people with relatively little experience swallowed their saliva as they looked at the troll. As expected, the troll was a truly murderous monster, just as I had heard. It is over 2 meters tall, has abnormally long limbs, has strange tattoos on its bark-like skin, and has a face as hideous as a devil. An ordinary person would have urinated in fear just by encountering that monster.
“Kaaaa!”
The troll roared and started running between the hunters. I thought she was going to attack, but she just ran towards the other side of the jungle, brandishing a stone knife. Lundon shouted in panic.
“He’s running away! Shoot the arrow!”
The crossbows were pulled together. Dozens of arrows hit the troll’s back. The running troll flinches and slows down. Rundon shouted again.
“Chase! “You can’t miss it!”
The slow troll, Utrang, clicked his tongue inwardly.
‘shit! We need to increase the distance just a little bit more… … .’
The hunters quickly caught up with Utrang, who was slow due to pain. Building a siege, the hunters began to throw javelins and wait.
“Taaaat!”
“Tie your feet!”
“every! Aim for the legs!”
Utrang swung his stone sword and tried to hit the spear. However, as he is not yet a complete guru, he does not have that level of skill. The stone sword missed in the air and the javelin hit his limbs here and there. Utrang screamed in pain.
“Keuuuuck!”
Utrang repeatedly swung his stone sword to block the hunter’s approach, and with his free hand, Utrang hastily pulled out the javelin stuck in his body. As soon as the spear is pulled out, the deep wound begins to heal at an alarming rate. The adult troll’s regenerative ability is truly processed, so an injury of this magnitude is not even considered an injury factor.
“It’s playing!”
“Throw a net to block movement and set it on fire! Only then can regeneration be prevented!”
Hunters outside the siege began casting nets. Covered in the net, Utrang continued to play with his arms. Some of the hunters approached with spears and knives and attacked.
Meanwhile, one of the hunters was hit hard by Utrang’s stone sword, which he was swinging frantically, and flew away, sprinkling blood.
“Keuuuuck!”
“Dirand!”
As their companion falls, the hunters become even more angry and attack the troll. The spear knife continued to cut and stab Utrang’s limbs. The lit stick burns the blue skin here and there. Utrang gritted his teeth in pain. His mind was becoming increasingly clouded by his pain.
‘Is it over now…? … .’
The power to continuously heal his wounds begins to overtake Utrang’s mind. Reason disappears and instinct rears its head. Once the defensive instinct rears its head, it grows bigger and fills his mind, and never goes out.
“Ahhh!”
Utrang lamented. Another self, engraved in the blood of their race, was awakening. The ugly and violent nature that is both a blessing and a curse for trolls pushes Utrang out and takes his place. Under the terrible sensation of fire burning his brain, Utrang eventually lost consciousness.
The troll’s eyes turned red. Rundon sensed the change in him and shouted.
“be careful! “It’s huge!”
Crack, cluck, cluck!
With the sound of bones breaking, the troll trapped in the net began to swell. The skinny body becomes frighteningly large and gains muscle. The waist is thin and the thighs are several times larger. The troll, which was a little over 2 meters tall, transformed into a 3-meter-tall ogre-sized figure and let out a roar.
“Uh, ah, ah, ah!”
With a frenzied cry that echoed through the air, the troll tore the net apart. The troll, no longer Utrang, but a true monster, glared at the hunters with red eyes. A thick nail struck one of the hunter’s heads. His head was smashed and a fountain of blood poured out.
“Ahhh!”
Roaring like a wild beast, the troll charged towards the hunters. Every time he moves his arms without hesitation, the hunters fly around like fallen leaves. Flesh is torn, bones are broken, and screams come from everywhere. A middle-aged hunter shouted, shaking her teeth.
“Ugh! “A monster indeed!”
Runden shouted calmly, encouraging everyone.
“Everyone, don’t panic! That’s a real troll! “Isn’t this something you already knew!”
Normal trolls are not that powerful monsters. However, when faced with a crisis, they become surprisingly large and run wild. The trolls at that time were powerful monsters comparable to ogres, and the trolls as terrible monsters told in stories all originated from that appearance.
The hunters lifted the siege to avoid the attack of the rampaging giant troll. Rundon fell back and shouted.
“Everything is according to plan! Everyone stay calm and lure that monster into a trap!”
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Ferrum, a small rural village located on the outskirts of the jungle.
Currently, all the residents of Ferum were gathered in the large central hall located in the center of the village. After hearing the news that a troll had appeared half a day ago, everyone stopped working and took refuge in the only stone building, the hall.
Residents continue to look at the jungle through the hall windows with anxiety. A young girl muttered in a frightened voice.
“I can hear a sound.”
A faint roar was heard from the other side of the forest. It was the cry of a troll. As the sound gets closer, a flock of birds can be seen flying up into the sky in the distance. A middle-aged man said, soothing the woman.
“The hunters are luring the trolls. “Just be patient.”
We’ve already heard from the hunters that the plan is to lure the trolls into the village and trap them to exterminate them. The eyes of the residents all turned to the square outside the hall. There was already a large magic circle installed in the center.
A village man turned his head and asked.
“Can you really catch a troll with that, wizard?”
Then, all the residents looked in awe at the middle-aged man in his 50s wearing a robe. Rousseau, a middle-aged wizard, smiled bitterly.
In a countryside like this, it would seem that a wizard is absolutely amazing, but in reality, he was not a very outstanding wizard. He barely entered the 5th circle when he was over 50 years old.
Well, since he has that kind of skill, he wanders around as a wandering wizard with monster hunters. A proper wizard would receive support from a noble or conduct research at a magic tower, but would not necessarily live as a wanderer doing such difficult work.
However, showing such a thing will only make residents anxious. Russo forced himself to look confident and nodded his head.
“Of course. You just take shelter here until we catch the troll. “You will be able to return to your normal life in no time.”
It was then. A loud voice was heard from the corner of the hall.
“You must not touch the troll! “You’re doing something big right now!”
The owner of the voice was an old woman with wrinkles. A middle-aged woman next to him clicked her tongue as she comforted the old woman.
“Oh my, Grandma Tess. Is it that sound again? “Why are you doing this? Trolls are monsters.”
“No… … “Cluck cluck!”
The old woman, who was about to vent her anger, started panting and coughing. The old woman muttered tearfully under her breath.
“Trolls are the guardians of the forest, they are the ones who protect the forest… … You’re doing it wrong… … .”
As the woman patted her back, the old woman immediately closed her eyes. One of the villagers looked at Rousseau and scratched her head as if feeling sorry.
“I’m sorry, wizard. She’s such a superstitious old lady… … .”
“I don’t care. “I will take good care of you.”
Rousseau shrugged his shoulders with a laugh. And he headed straight to the front door. Two hunters stood guard outside the village hall. The old hunter, who was chewing beef jerky, looked at him and opened his mouth.
“Are you sure you’re ready, Wizard Rousseau?”
Russo nodded, looking at the magic circle installed in the square.
“It’ll turn out okay. “I even created a triple barrier just in case.”
Suddenly, a young hunter glanced back and asked.
“But was it really necessary to set up a trap in this village? “I thought the wizard would install it in a deserted place far away from the village.”
The answer came not from Rousseau but from the old hunter.
“Because I didn’t know where the troll would appear. “If they are found near the village, wouldn’t they possibly attack the village before we can lure them into the trap we set?”
There is no rule that says an excited troll will only go after those who have hurt it. On the way, you may smell another human and turn away. A true hunter must consider all cases, and in order to protect the residents and properly lure the trolls, it is most reasonable to set up traps in this village.
The young hunter nodded his head in understanding at his senior’s teachings.
“Oh, I see.”
Rousseau looked across the jungle and opened his mouth.
“Anyway, I don’t know if Captain Lundon is doing well. The amount of money that went into this magic circle is no joke. “If you don’t catch the troll, you’re the enemy.”
The magic circle in the square is nearly 10 meters in diameter. The amount of magic samples that went into drawing that was over two buckets. The magic power sample for building a magic circle, made by mixing the juice of the herb, Tentaril powder, salt, and sulfur in water, is a very expensive item, and the cost of the ingredients for that magic circle alone is enough to amount to two gold coins.
“Besides, how hard did I work for three days to draw that? “You can’t let that go to waste.”
Rousseau joked, perhaps in an attempt to ease the tension. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very effective. The experienced old hunter wasn’t very nervous anyway, and the younger one was still tense even when he heard that sound.
Beyond the lush jungle, the green tropical trees are shaking more and more violently. The upper part of the forest is constantly shaking, and all kinds of tropical birds are flying soaring.
At that moment, Rousseau’s eyes lit up.
“come!”
At the same time, hunters appeared between the trees on the outskirts of the village. Everyone was sweating profusely and running for dear life. And after that, trees fell one after another and a terrifying roar was heard.
Ujikkeun!
A huge shadow fell down on the trees left and right, clearly revealing itself under the hot sunlight. A giant with a body over 3 meters tall, with thick limbs reminiscent of logs, eerie exposed teeth, and skin as hard as stone was running towards me with glowing red eyes.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
Letting out a loud roar, the giant troll picked up the entire tree in its hands and threw it away. A fallen tree hits the village and a house collapses. The giant troll continued to chase the hunters, destroying everything that got in its way. Rundon, one of the hunters who ran away frantically and reached the square, shouted.
“Wizard Rousseau! “Hurry up and do some magic!”
Rousseau had already finished chanting all the magic. He gestured in the air and shouted a starter word at the troll.
“Fireball!”
A large fireball blazed and flew towards the troll. An explosion followed and the troll screamed.
The skin burns and becomes distorted, the regenerative power repairs the damaged body, and the flames burn it again. In pain, the troll’s eyes glowed even redder. The two hunters next to Rousseau shouted furiously.
