Neither Lothar nor Cheese acted entirely on reflexes to the Merchant's anomaly and the strange worms that erupted from his belly. Before the merchant's belly exploded, they had already noticed something strange to varying degrees. This strangeness comes from familiarity, familiarity with a certain breath, familiarity with a nightmare that has just been experienced. The terrifying figure clinging to the Optimus Tree still firmly grasped the hearts of the two of them, especially for the gray robe, and his broken arms were faintly painful from excitement.

"I hate bugs, especially those with so many legs. Lothar pulled the merchant's body back and let him lie on the ground. In this way, the big centipede stood up like a small tree. It just so happened that the Count had an axe pinned to his waist that was suitable for cutting trees. It's just that unlike the real sapling, the thing in front of me that grows out of human flesh and is full of caterpillar-like protrusions will not be so obediently cut down. The fangs and claws of the alien will shift its attention to the body as it falls to the ground, and the flesh-stained body wriths wildly.

"Tsk, that's disgusting. The Count, who held the tomahawk in his hand, smacked his lips. As the human body shattered, the insect was not only covered in filth, but also filled with a smell that only exists in the biological digestive system. The smell was not very good in such a confined space, and Nuisa had even developed an instinctive vomiting reaction. But even more disgusting was to come, the bug didn't rush straight at it like it did when it appeared, but squirted a stream of liquid from its body out of nowhere after writhing at Lothar!

How fast is a human reflex? It all depends on the referent, and those who react quickly can catch arrows with their bare hands, catch falling objects without a trace, and even complete the trick of stealing beams and changing pillars in an instant. But these references are still discussed at the human level, and the creatures in this world that really survive with speed and reaction are not humans, or even cheetahs and lions. The time it takes for a snake to reach its target from the time it sticks out its head to bite its target, and the time it takes for a praying mantis to wield its blade to capture its prey, are all things that can only be observed with non-human means.

Lothar's body subconsciously tried to dodge, but the liquid had already sprayed on his face, and for a moment, a violent smell permeated the Count's nose and mouth, and the stinging pain in his eyes made it difficult for him to stabilize his body anymore. No one would let go of this opportunity, and the body of the strange insect leaned back slightly, and then like the tail of a poisonous scorpion, it rushed towards Lothar!

"Retreat!" roared, and with the wind, Cheese's eyes widened, and the magic erupted from his mouth and throat in a sonic wave, turning into an invisible wall and hitting the body of the opposite sex. This trick he had used in his first battle with the nezumi Gloria, and it was not a difficult spell. It's just that chanting spells is very important to the caster, and this kind of spell that damages the throat seems to cheese to be dispensed with or not to use as much as possible. But there is a hurry, and letting Lothar get hurt by that thing without knowing the details of the monster worm is likely to have dire consequences. Cheese couldn't let his companion take the risk, even if he was hurt a little more.

However, the sound waves came and went quickly, and the roar of the gray robe dissipated back into the air in an instant, and the projectile that plagued Lothar was obviously unable to be removed in a short time. This made Cheese's roar a stopgap measure that could only delay the consequences, because with both arms broken, even the gray robe could not use any spell that could change the situation without the help of any medium in a short period of time. Fortunately, the reason why the gray robes are gray robes is not just because of their spell casting ability.

"Nuisa, pull the organ. The slightly hoarse voice sweetened Cheese's throat, a sign that the inside of his throat was bleeding. Fortunately, the vomiting Nuisa did not lose the ability to receive information from the outside world, and thanks to the previous knife that forced the merchant to switch positions with herself, she reached out and grabbed a lever in the direction of her impression.

There was no time to think about what kind of mechanism this lever would trigger, so the wolf lord's daughter could only pull it downward! And this also frees up what would have been stuck in the darkness of the top of the yurt by the chandelier, a net with counterweights on the edges. The large net that fell from above resembled an octopus that spread all its wrists and feet, and enveloped its prey fiercely. The monster worm tried to dodge, but its body couldn't leave the merchant's body below.

As the dust splashed on the blanket fell to the ground, the aliens in the net in the center of the yurt were left with only a futile struggle. Nuisa ran to Lothar's side as soon as she confirmed that the trap had trapped the enemy, and the water bag around her waist opened to help the Count wash off the buildup on his face. Fortunately, although the smell of the worm was pungent, it was not corrosive or poisonous in itself, and a bag of water rushed through it, and the Count was fine except for a slight smell in his mouth.

"Bah, bah, what the hell is this spewing on? Disgusting to death. As the Count complained, Cheese approached him, leaned in and sniffed the liquid on him. Coupled with the properties of this liquid in clear water, he came to a conclusion that he didn't know if it was a good one.

"Don't faint when you say it, I think the worm sprayed something in your face from a person's bladder. Even though his throat was already in the throes of the air, the expression on Cheese's face was a little happy as he said this. Because in other words, Lothar was washed once with the urine of an intelligence merchant.

"I..."The Count of Montenegro has been through a lot of battles, and that's right, he's also been through a lot of dangers and desperate situations, and that's right. But to be honest, he really hasn't encountered a situation that forces Lothar to drink urine to survive. Even in the underground wasteland, he could find a river of clear water. Not to mention that drinking excrement in order to survive in thirst is completely different from the current situation.

"I hate bugs. He stood with his mouth open for a few minutes, and the poor Earl could only repeat the opinion he had already said once.

Cheese shrugged his shoulders and motioned for both of his companions to stop talking, the sonic spell he had just used would have made quite a noise, which would have been quite noticeable on a night like this. Time passed slowly, no sound was heard outside, and the night was still quiet. The mage frowned, but he understood why when he saw the heavy fur on the walls of the yurt. These furs were supposed to be used to shield light and shadows, and may have had a defensive effect on bows and arrows. Now it seems that, in addition to these features, they are still good soundproofing materials.

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