Getting on to a horse-drawn wagon, we made our way from Roland to the gathering area of Singaria Forest. The moment we stepped foot into the forest, we could hear the cries of monsters from deeper within; is there a subjugation going on in there?
Lute, who was next to me, turned towards the noise and frowned.
“Today, the forest is… noisier than usual. I’ll use my appraisal skill to find the Susuri and Mazela grasses and put on a red mark on them so you could see it easily. Taya—you use your gathering skill to collect them.”
“Understood, don’t push yourself too hard, okay?”
“I won’t.”
To be able to have the expensive appraisal skill, it’s because he’s Volte that I’m not surprised. He activated said skill, and immediately marked the ones he found.
“Alright, it’s my turn then. [Gather]”
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With Volte using his appraisal skill to find and mark the herbs, and my own usage of the Gathering Skill, we quickly filled up the basket. It didn’t take long for the amount of Susuri and Mazela grass to cover two people’s worth of gathering quests, so I was about to call Volte back to report to the guild, when—
Ri–, rinrin! ….Rinrin. I heard the sound of a bell ringing, a sound that contained a small amount of magic power.
(Qtja’r atja? Ktf rbecv’r gfijalnfis mibrf…? Rb, wbgf ilxf la’r ufaalcu mibrfg…?!)
“Kjsj, ufa yftlcv wf.”
“Y, be!”
Vfcrlcu rbwfatlcu jwlrr, Nbiaf delmxis vgfk tlr rkbgv ogbw lar’ rtfjat jcv ibbxfv jgbecv. P jirb qeiifv bea j rwjii xclof jcv kjglis kjixfv abkjgvr tlw, gfjvs ab jaajmx ja atf olgra rluc bo vjcufg.
The sound came from right over there—from the entrance to Singaria Forest… “It’s coming!” we inhaled at the same time.
From the nearby bushes, three small men jumped out. Like me, they’re black rabbit beastmen, but—they were covered in scars, their mouths covered with cloth, and around their necks, were “rainbow bells”.
“! That’s a “Monster-Calling Bell”!”
“Eh?”
Right behind the three, the bushes rustled—as if following the bell sound, a large monster, probably over two meters tall, jumped out.
Guoooo–!!!
“””Uu, hmmm—!!!”””
At the same time, the three of them let out a frightened cry, muffled by the cloth covering their mouths.
“Don’t make a sound, Taya… Th, that’s a Grizzly (Gray Bear)!”
“Haah? Grizzly? Aren’t their habitats far deeper within the forest…? They’re strong bear-type monsters! Why’re they here?!”
The Grizzly that appeared—the monster’s eyes were bright red, and drool dripped from its’ mouth. Perhaps it was out of fear… but one of the rabbit beastmen tripped on his own foot and fell down.
“Hmm–!”
“Hmmm—-!!!!”
The other two ran to protect the fallen man—but the Grizzly readied itself to attack them.
–Oh no, oh no! My feet were faster than my brain; before I knew it, I was already rushing towards them.
“Don’t go! Wait, Tayaa–!!!”
i hate people that use others.