Chapter 197 ~ Respite in Carne
<span style="font-weight:400">The following travels went peacefully without any other encounters with monsters.
<span style="font-weight:400">Before even the sun began to set, they could see tall, wooden fences with sharpened peaks in the distance, signifying civilization. And the only civilization they knew would be within their vicinity, if they did not somehow go the opposite way, would be Carne Vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, the sight caught Nfirea, the one who knew of Carne Vige the most, by surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eh…? That’s…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Peter asked, and Nfirea responded with half doubt.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Those tall wooden walls… I don’t recall Carne Vige having them. It is supposed to be a very small, rural vige…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lukrut focused his eyes at the distant view of the vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm… They seemed to be built quite sturdily. They even sharpened the top of each stake. For a rural vige, that’s quite impressive.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe they just built it recently?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Nfirea didn’t want to simply brush off Ninya’s words, as there might be some truth to it. However, he knew more than anyone here how limited the resources Carne Vige had in their possessions, may it be in building material or human resources.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unless a generous and rich merchant or noble somehow decided to help such a small vige with building such defensive structures out of nowhere, it’d be impossible for Carne Vige to acquire such tall walls.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, without any other usible answer, Nfirea stayed silent and continued making his way to the vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">Upon arriving closer, the sight of the tall and thick wooden stakes firmly buried to the ground and connected with thick hemp ropes became even more impressive, considering it was a small, rural vige. While it may not be that effective against a group of bandits orrge, powerful monsters, it was sufficient to deter groups of goblins or wolf packs that seeked to attack the vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">The raised, rocky ground to the side of the road with tall grasses and shrubberies were also details Nfirea hadn’t seen before.
<span style="font-weight:400">But what caught his and everyone else’s attention wasn’t the structure that was only impressive for a vige, but the group of goblins, much more muscr and armed with steel weapons and leather armors, standing by the gates, as if guarding it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are those goblins…?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lukrut, being the first one to see the group of goblins, quickly drew his bow and knocked an arrow to its string.
<span style="font-weight:400">Peter and the rest of the Swords of Darkness simrly went into formation, surrounding Nfirea who sat on the head of the carriage.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who the hell are you guys?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">One of the goblins drew his own bow and arrow. And the moment he did, a number of goblins appeared from between the tall grasses and shrubberies around them, immediately surrounding them.
<span style="font-weight:400">The sight of these many goblins, armed with weapons, sent Peter and the rest into high alert.
<span style="font-weight:400">These were clearly not ordinary goblins. One was even capable of speaking, which proved how different they were from the mindless, savage goblins they encountered just the day before.
<span style="font-weight:400">Moreover, with such numbers, Peter didn’t know if they would be able to defeat them, if not for Alexander and his party.
<span style="font-weight:400">But just as he was calcting on what to do, another goblin, the one wielding a broadsword, spoke up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey guys, we don’t want to fight if we don’t have to. Especially that full-ted guy! You give off a real dangerous feeling!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The goblin pointed its sword at Alexander, who was standing silently, not drawing his sword.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji, Aika, and Momonga knew who these goblins were, and knew they were not hostile. While Lupu, seeing as her masters did not make a move, also stood silently.
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, although she could easily decimate the small group of goblins easily, she did not lower her guard entirely. After all, if something were to somehow happen to her masters, no matter how small or insignificant, she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing the words of the goblin, Peter became just as conflicted as he was confused.
<span style="font-weight:400">Being outnumbered while having a bunch of weapons pointed at them by goblins was something he registered as a threat based on his experience.
<span style="font-weight:400">The goblins had said that it didn’t wish to fight for fear of Alexander. However, he still couldn’t let his guard down, as they might still attack when he did.
<span style="font-weight:400">But just then, a young girl with sunny blonde hair, dressed in a regr vige girl outfit of leather and cotton, appeared amidst the group of goblins and approached the one who had just spoken to them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mister goblin? What’s wrong? What’s with themotion?”
<span style="font-weight:400">And that was when Nfirea finally broke his silence in recognition of the girl.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Enri!”
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<span style="font-weight:400">The wind blew past the vast, grassy fields upon a small hill overlooking a sizable ttened ground near the edge of the vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji sat down on top of a nket on the ground, his jet-ck hair swaying with the wind having removed his helmet, as he held a ck, starry slime in his hand and caressed it softly.
<span style="font-weight:400">He looked over to the grounds beneath the small hill. There, he could see an old woman, rotund, dressed in a in shirt, a faded pink long skirt, and a off-white headscarf, pulling the arrow she had knocked onto her bow.
<span style="font-weight:400">To her side, one of the goblins he had seen upon arriving in the vige was there, seemingly instructing her on her form and the basics of wielding a bow.
<span style="font-weight:400">She let go. The arrow flew in a wobbly arc in the midst of the gently blowing winds, and struck the lower half of a makeshift target made of hays and a cloth that had been painted with circles.
<span style="font-weight:400">Several other vigers, from middle-aged men, young boys, to women of various ages all took turns shooting the bow or swinging wooden sticks while the goblins instructed them.
<span style="font-weight:400">The trauma, pain, and loss they’ve experienced just a few weeks ago had pushed these regr vigers, who only knew how to avoid dangers by staying within the confine of their vige, to take arms and learn how to protect themselves and their families, and face the dangers that maye to harm all they cared for.
<span style="font-weight:400">As he looked at them, he could see the fear, desperation, and most of all, determination they all held within themselves.
<span style="font-weight:400">And for a moment, he could see himself in them.
<span style="font-weight:400">The version of him if he didn’te across the group chat.
<span style="font-weight:400">If he were to still be powerless, he wouldn''t be able to protect his dear sisters from the many unscrupulous perverts who only saw them as the object of their disgusting desires.
<span style="font-weight:400">He wouldn''t be able to protect his mother and aunt, who simrly attracted the attention of many men whose mind was only filled with the selfish desire to obtain them and lust for their bodies.
<span style="font-weight:400">And if something unfortunate did happen to them… he would have the same gaze as the vigers here as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">He dared not ponder on such a tragedy for long and quickly shook his head. His action earned him the attention of Aria, who turned towards him from on top of his palm with a look of confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">He smiled softly. Brought her up towards his face and kissed her head, causing the starry, ck slime to shine in delight before shivering in embarrassment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aika asked what he''s thinking.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji looked up to her. The girl from beyond his universe. The girl who existed only in fiction as far as he knew previously. The girl who epted his everything.
<span style="font-weight:400">The girl who gave him courage. The girl who loved him. The girl who changed his lifepletely.
<span style="font-weight:400">He wouldn''t be who he was right now if not for her.
<span style="font-weight:400">With the sun behind her, Aika, though her countenance was covered by the fox''s mask, shined so brightly and beautifully like none other.
<span style="font-weight:400">He smiled and shook his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m just thinking about how d I am to meet you."
<span style="font-weight:400">"A~ You have such a sweet tongue, honey~ Hehe~"
<span style="font-weight:400">Aika giggled and moved herself closer, nuzzling to him.
<span style="font-weight:400">The bright, white, rainbow-colored slime jumped down from Aika''s head onto Yuuji''s shoulder and jumped up and down, trying to get his attention.
<span style="font-weight:400">"And of course, I''m so d to have met you too, Alice. Aria."
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji kissed the adorable white slime on her head, and she began to shine even brighter as she jumped up and down energetically.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aria, who stayed in his hand, also began to fidget and began nuzzling to his hand as well. A gesture of affection.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji tilted his head and rested it on Aika as the two silently enjoyed the gently blowing winds and fresh, natural air untainted by pollution and dust.
<span style="font-weight:400">In the distance, Momonga watched them with a small smile on his face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the two people he considered his little brother and sister, though they were both much more capable and smarter than him, so close warmth his heart. A warmth he wouldn''t have been able to feel in his overlord form filled his chest and beating heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">A warmth he hadn''t felt for years... perhaps, decades. The warmth of a family.
<span style="font-weight:400">Solitary had always been the onlypanion Satoru had since... as far as he could remember.
<span style="font-weight:400">Although he had parents, their presence and attention, orck thereof, only served to entuate his loneliness.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was alone in his school. And loneliness continued to follow him to his workce.
<span style="font-weight:400">The only time he wasn''t on his own was when he''s within Yggdrasil. That was the only time he had ever felt alive.
<span style="font-weight:400">But, even that came to an end.
<span style="font-weight:400">The pain he felt... And the realization that loneliness had never truly left him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps, it would''ve hurt less if he never knew such a life in the first ce, if only to have it robbed from him once more.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then... a miracle came.
<span style="font-weight:400">People from beyond his own world came to his life, connected by an "App" beyondprehension.
<span style="font-weight:400">And for the first time, he saw yet another light at the end of the dark, long, lonely tunnel.
<span style="font-weight:400">Apprehension, stemming from his fear of loss, closed his heart to them for a time.
<span style="font-weight:400">But these people... They knew him. They knew how he felt, his true feelings, his pain, his loneliness...
<span style="font-weight:400">And despite knowing all of that, they still chose to befriend him. To rid him off his loneliness. To be with him.
<span style="font-weight:400">They quickly get to know each other more, and grew closer. And they get to find out things even their "stories" didn''t get to tell.
<span style="font-weight:400">Their bonds grew as they went through missions. They taught him how it felt to be cared for.
<span style="font-weight:400">The warmth of a family.
<span style="font-weight:400">And before he knew it... he had considered all of them his little brothers and sisters.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hah... But those lovebirds should learn the time and ce for such pda..."
<span style="font-weight:400">He shook his head with a helpless smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just then, Momonga noticed his shadow shifting and began to ripple.
<span style="font-weight:400">"What is it?"
<span style="font-weight:400">A telepathic message came into his mind as the deep, wispy voice of a Shadow Demon resounded within.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Momonga-sama... I havee to report."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Tell me."
<span style="font-weight:400">"We have spotted two beings within the crypt near E-Rantel umting a great amount of negative energy. It is as you have foretold, my lord."
<span style="font-weight:400">The shadow demon lowered his head in deep reverence over the omniscience his lord seemed to wield. Truly, it was the joy of his life to be of service to someone so great and wise as him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see. Continue to monitor the situation within the crypt. Also, have the other shadow demon follow the golden-haired woman. Tell me if shees to E-Rantel."
<span style="font-weight:400">"As youmand."
<span style="font-weight:400">Momonga let out a sigh as he thought of the busy next few days, when they will be hailed as heroes and move on to the next phase of the n.