Silent all the way, Akezema and I hurried until nightfall, when we had to stop and set up camp. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tying the horses to a tree in the grassland, Akai and I cleared a clearing on the spot to rest.

"Sorry, Akai." The light of the fire caught my eye, and I leaned my hand against the flames that kept scurrying upward, feeling the cold air between heaven and earth, and couldn't help but ask Akai out loud.

"I know, and to be honest, I don't believe that the fortified city has fallen." Akai, like me, snuggled up to the firelight.

"・・・・・・" I fell silent, and for a moment there was only a breeze blowing through the sky.

"Anyway, no matter how much we guess, it's useless, let's talk about the specific situation when we get there."

I trust what I have witnessed more than what I have witnessed by speaking, after all, there are many things that cannot be explained by dictation alone.

There are so many things that can only be seen, observed, and witnessed with one's own eyes!

In this way, we can get the deepest understanding and understand what to do.

It's late at night.

I skewered a few pieces of meat with wooden sticks and put them on the fire to smoke, and when I went out, I naturally ate dry food.

When it was almost over, Akai and I began to eat dinner for the night.

By the way, the source of this meat is contributed by one of the chicken pens in the family~

The night, it was peaceful, there was nothing to say between me and Akai, and everything I wanted to say was basically the same.

After a while, I felt a little sleepy.

"Akai, fill the fire with some firewood and get ready for a warm-up exercise." I stood up and looked around.

Since it is a wild place, it is inevitable to encounter this incident if you spend the night outside.

Night, but it's time for monsters to roam.

Hearing this, Akai said 'understand', and added a lot of firewood to the fire, and the flames suddenly jumped high.

At this moment, we all heard the monster roaring distinctly.

But...

"Why does it sound weird?"

I wondered, staring at the darkness around me. Akai drew his bow and stood guard by my side.

"Natsu, do you think the screams of these monsters are a little strange? Kindness? It's like something else mixed in. It wasn't like that before. ”

Akai, who has been dealing with zombies for a long time, is well aware of the screams of zombies.

After a while, when the first monster came out of the darkness, Akai and I suddenly became solemn.

The whole body is covered with green lines and rotten flesh, but the overall skin tone is pink.

There is no doubt that this is a 'zombie pigman'!

Zombie pigmen, this is a monster that will only be produced in the next session, that is, in hell, but in the main plane, if certain conditions are met, zombie pigmen will also appear.

The harsh condition is to be struck by lightning or lightning.

At that time, a big change will occur in the pig's body, and a monster called the zombie pigman will be born.

Also, zombie pigmen are generally social creatures, which means that if there is a zombie pigman around you, then don't doubt that there are more zombie pigmen waiting for you nearby.

And once you attack one of them, then wait to be beaten by the group.

Well, there is a saying... As long as labor and management make a phone call, dozens of friends will come to teach you a lesson!

This sentence is well verified in them.

The main thing!

Don't underestimate them just because they were turned into pigs!

Zombie pigmen born with a golden sword are no less powerful in attack, not to mention a group of similar monsters with weapons.

In other words, even creatures like zombies have learned to use weapons to cut people these days, is this science?

Also, don't think that you can burn them with fire, as hellish creatures are immune to fire damage.

"Looks like this is the monster that invaded that city." Calming down, Akai and I regained our composure against the enemy.

"I can hear it, and there are many more of these sounds around me."

The screams of zombie pigmen are different from those of normal zombies, and they still retain the habits of being a pig, snoring and squeaking.

The information about the zombie pigmen flashed through my mind, and I dispersed the fireballs that had gathered in my hand, and against them, the fire magic I was proud of had no effect.

"Whew, it looks like I'm busy tonight." Akai sighed, stretched, and raised his bow.

Shout!

The battle began.

The zombie pigs braved arrows and icicles, and they were rushing up at great speed.

――――――――Come on, divide the line――――――――

The next day, we passed through the village, which seemed to be undisturbed by monsters, and was still very peaceful.

Although last night's encounter made us scramble for a while at first, after all, the attack range of the monsters with weapons has suddenly expanded a lot, and we need to keep a longer distance from these monsters to carry out kite tactics.

After all, we don't want to be slashed by that glittering sword all the time.

When it comes to gold props, Akai and I both have a common understanding.

That is: more than enough attack, not enough durability.

In fact, all gold items have good enchantment properties, and their attack power and sharpness are also superior, but as weapons and armor, the fragile durability of gold items makes them easy to break.

It can only be said that those zombie pigmen who wield golden swords and slash are simply local tyrants!

So in the end, with the mentality of defeating the local tyrants, Akai and I ruthlessly cleaned up all these guys.

Although the ineffectiveness of the flame has a great impact on my combat effectiveness, I am not a simple fire mage. Lightning, wind, and frost, I have mastered the attack of various elements.

Ahem, there's a little more gossip, let's get back to the plot.

With that, we crossed the village and came to the royal city.

What caught my eye was a ruined wall.

"This..." Akai and I stared in shock at the crumbling walls and collapsed gates, speechless.

The dregs of the aftermath of the monster's wreath.

The castle was filled with the smell of death, and the stench of corpses wafted through the air, causing a feeling of nausea and disgusting.

Holding back the discomfort in our chests, Akai and I made our way into the dead castle.

"My God・・・・・・

However, I noticed one thing.

No bodies in sight!

It stands to reason that we should be able to see the scene of corpses all over the field, and we are all ready for this.

Suddenly, Akai pressed my head down.

A feathered arrow slashed over my head and flew across my scalp.

"It's dangerous." I was in a cold sweat.

"Over there!" Akai searched around and immediately spotted our target, a zombie with a bow and arrow in his hand.

But that zombie has a villager face!

"Is this a zombie that the villagers turned into?"

Akai pulled me behind the walls of a house.

We looked out into the street from behind the walls, and the main street was constantly roaming with monsters.

Zombies, skeletons, creepers, zombies that villagers turn into.

The pigmen and zombies are gone, and that's all we see.

It seems that the people in the whole city, those who can escape have already escaped, and those who did not escape have become zombie villagers after being bitten by zombies.

"There is still salvation!" My voice stood firm.

"How to save it? These people have all turned into zombies! Akai said to me.

"Healing potion! If I can concoct enough healing potions, I'll be able to cure these zombie villagers! ”

Looking at the wandering monsters, I remembered how to solve the zombification of the aborigines when I first played the game.

"So... What should I do... If I'm right, alchemy requires hell spores, right?" Akai thought carefully for a moment and said embarrassedly.

Hell, at the mention of this place, our faces sank.

That place is too dangerous.

Suddenly, two very different voices emerge from our hearts.

Is it to contribute to the peace of this world, or to live in a corner and live in peace?

・・・

"Let's... let's go find the survivors first." I decisively gave up thinking about this issue. From our own perspectives, the lives and deaths of the indigenous people have little to do with us, but that doesn't mean we turn a blind eye.

If we can save it, we will try to save it, not for anything else, but because of the heart of being a 'human' in our hearts.

――――――――I think I can salvage it again――――――――

A week ago.

In the dilapidated hall, the stone pillars had collapsed to the ground, the ceiling had fallen, and the iron golem had fallen to the ground, unable to stand up again.

The old king staggered over a book in his arms, and slowly sat down on the throne that belonged to the king.

Touching the seat of the throne with nostalgia, the old king finally decided to stay.

The king died.

The old king didn't know much about esoteric literature, but this is his country!

Even if you die, you can't die on the way to escape!

Thinking like this, the old king's body, which was like a candle in the wind, could no longer support it.

Slowly, I closed my eyes.

O my son, if thou art alive, inherit my heart's desire.

Someday・・・・・・