The Peerless Kobold - Chapter 210
Once the ants had broken through the local guards, the fleeing residents of Grau village were unable to do anything, and screams rose all over the place.
“Tsk, Zachs!”
“Kuh, I know!!”
In response to Ares’ call, the rugged-looking warrior kicked the Valley Ant soldier in the face as it came close to biting him, and finished it off with a two-handed sword strike without pause.
But even though the adventurers were fighting hard to fend them off, the giant ants found them too troublesome to deal with and ignored them and turned their attention to the fleeing villagers instead.
“Kyaaaah, uwah, ow, sto–, help, uwa…”
“Gobuh, gohah…”
“Uu, uwaa, uu…”
The unfortunate victims that were bitten by the giant ants cried, and the gory sight set off a chain of panic and screams. Amid the chaos, Mirea had gone down to provide logistical support and surveyed the scene, and spotted a small child who had tripped on the uneven grassland.
“N-noo, somebody, my daughter!”
“Kuh, stand back!”
Upon hearing the mother’s pleas, she drew out her bow with small movements and used her arrows to shoot at the approaching giant ants. She shot two arrows in rapid succession, and just as she was about to release a sigh of relief when she saw the mother had gotten safely to her child, a familiar voice called out to her.
“Mirea!!”
The other person was screaming to warn her though, as one of the soldier-type ants opened its jaws and let out a battle cry when she turned around.
“UKYAAAAAAH!”
As soon as she saw this, Mirea thrust out her right hand to keep its head from reaching her. But as she tried to forcibly twist away her body to keep herself from being severely injured, an unpleasant breaking sound from her fingertips and arm reached her ears.
But even with all the effort, she was only able to keep herself from getting caught in its strong jaws, and Mirea was flung away as soon as she came in contact with the soldier ant’s body.
“Kahah, kuu, aa… uu”
“Eina, we need support!!”
As she lay on the ground groaning and moaning in pain, a worried Muriel rushed to her side, and Eina, who followed behind her, raised her hand and cast a spell to fight off one of the aggressively approaching ants.
“Dance, Crescent Gales!”
The condensed wind on her palm formed two small, circular rings, and the twin blades flew towards its targets in arcs and tore them to pieces.
“Giih, giiiiiiiih… Gi, gii…”
A few moments after Eina confirmed that the giant ants who were struggling to escape her Crescent Gales had all died, she approached Muriel and applied healing magic on Mirea while staying vigilant of their surroundings.
“… You can’t fight in that condition anymore, you know.”
“S-sorry, ugh.”
“… It’s fine, there are only a few Valley Ants now anyway.”
Just as Muriel said, there were only a few of the giant ants who were still baring their fangs at them, but it did not mean that the adventurers had been successful in beating them back; it only meant that most of the ants that had attacked the village had simply taken the prey and most of the stocked food and returned to their colony.
Be that as it may, they were only able to kill about 20 of the ants lying on the western plains of Grau village, and while the battle fought by the adventurers and local guards resulted in the loss of more than half of the guards, it was undeniable that they were able to decrease the number of human casualties in the village.
(This is fine for now, but I can’t say it’s enough…)
With a feeling of inadequacy in her heart, Muriel protected the injured Mirea while Ares continued to cut down the giant ants that had stayed until the end, and the battle that ensued while the residents were fleeing from Grau village came to an end and caused about 40 casualties.
Over the next two days, the surviving villagers from Grau village arrived at the city of Warren, and the threat of the Valley Ants became clear. After receiving reports of the damage caused by the monsters, the lord of Ferias made arrangements to send out his troops, but at the same time, he also issued a special commission which had caused the current restless atmosphere in the local Adventurer’s Guild.
Meanwhile, only a few people had noticed the silver-haired man who was accompanied by a small fox on his shoulder as he wandered inside the guild where various people were fervently trying to make a name for themselves while some looked around coldly.
