"Phew, if you've been caught by the whistle, you've got too many!"

　A dark elf man shoots an arrow and screams.
　The arrow from the bow flies straight into the body of a goblin that sprang out of the bushes.
　You can't die instantly at a stroke like your head, but you can still slow down a lot.
　About ten minutes after the Dark Elves and Ray joined and began to move to the settlement.
　But for two dark elf men, Ray aside, it seemed like only an hour or two.
　The problem was that the goblin appeared as if it were springing out endlessly.
　a whistle that Ray uses first and plays several times while moving to let others know that they are moving.
　The goblins appear one after another as if they were being caught.
　The number of goblins that have been knocked down has exceeded thirty, though not long enough.
　It's true that the endless emergence of goblins is mentally exhausting.
　There were more problems than that. That's...

"d*mn it! We don't have enough arrows left! How about you?"
"There's not much left over here.

　Yes, as the two men in the dark elves cried abhorrently, the biggest problem was that there were fewer arrows.
　As long as the bow is the main weapon, it is natural to be careful about the number of arrows.
　But it's also true that the endless emergence of goblins cannot be helped by the saving of arrows.

"When you run out of arrows, go round to guard the children. I will manage the rest of the enemy."
`Even if the arrow is gone, there is still a spirit magic!'

　Ray thinks a little and screams to the Dark Elves, who screams that they can't play in this situation.

"Please don't use all your magic!"

　Screaming, Ray releases the arrowhead he created with Nevra's eyes to the emerging goblin.
　Dark elves will be very envious of what Nebra's eyes were originally like.
　The number of arrows was a life‐threatening factor for a bowman.
　However, if you increase the number of arrows you carry, the weight will slow down your movement.
　In the case of dark elves, there was a method called spirit magic other than bowing, but as long as the magic was limited, there was a limit to the number and variety of things that could be used.
　Also, some dark elves can't use spirit magic because of their qualities.
　Not everyone has such enormous magical powers as Ray does.

(if there were a few more, he could leave Lugudos in his care and move his set freely.)

　Lugudos, who is unconscious, cannot naturally be treated roughly.
　Safety is essential, especially since you've been hit on the head and you've lost consciousness.
　It also meant protecting the children, and the best thing was to put them on a set.
　But... if the number of dark elves joining us increases, we can take steps of having them carry the children's bodyguards and the Lugudos.
　Then Seto would be able to move freely, and the party's military strength would rise dramatically. That'surely...

"Roll-roll-roll-roll!"

　With Seto's shout, Wind Arrow hits the emerging goblins one after another.
　There is no doubt that they are well-armed, even when they are purely engaged in long-range attacks.
　Nevertheless, Sett's... Gryphon's essence is close combat with great physical ability.
　In particular, Seto now has the skill of power crash, which is powerful enough to crush even large rocks with one blow. ...however, as long as the opponent is a goblin, using such a powerful skill would only be an overkill.
　Ray and his party make their way through the night forest, knocking down the goblins, but the bush swings again.

"Enemy! I don't have any more arrows, so I'll use spirit magic!"
"Me too!"

　Two Dark Elf men scream, each using the magic of earth and water.
　Oaks that have sprung out of the bushes roll to the ground through the instep of their feet by earth spears growing from the ground.
　The Oak next to him was suddenly enveloped in water and confused, to hurt another Oak from swinging a long sword in his hand.
　The two oaks running in front of the pack are in such a state that naturally the oaks behind them are unable to move on.
　On the contrary, there were even oaks who fell and screamed when they were trampled on by their companions.

"Fly off!"

　Flying slashes at the clustered oaks halve the bodies of several oaks and cause more or less cuts to the other oaks behind them.

"Here we go! We're going to cut it!"

　Shouting just that, Ray starts running with the confused oak intact.

"Glu".

　Then Ray nods inwardly when he hears Seto's throat as if to say he was wasting oak meat.

(I wanted to collect the meat if possible, but I don't have time for it now. -- well, some of them have been recovered, and I'll leave it to you.)

　The deliciousness of the oak meat is a waste, but there is no time for leisurely storage of the dead.
　If you did that, it was certain that other monsters would gather.
　If only Ray and Sett could have done that, but now we need to protect our children.
　There are certain weaknesses, so there is no other way but to put up with oak.
　As they run, leaving a herd of oak behind, Seto suddenly turns to the branches of the trees on the right.
　A few seconds later, Ray notices a sign of approaching them.

(Again. And on a branch? A troublesome monster... Huh?)

　Ray thought of hitting a flying sword as a pre-emptive attack, but he realized that the approach was not the monster's and breathed a sigh of relief.
　A dark elf man running near Ray asks mysteriously.

"What's the matter?"
"It's auxiliaries. This one."

　As Ray mutters, a dark elf jumps from a branch of the tree on the right, lands and runs alongside them side by side.

"Have you kept me waiting?"

　That's the dark elf guy who was talking to Ray before he set out on this expedition.
　A smile comes to Ray's lips as he continues to speak casually.

"Well, thanks to you, we've got a lot of fights against goblins, oaks, and covolts."
"That's the same here. There's a forest at night, but I don't know why there are so many goblins today."

　The number of arrows in the man's barrel, breathing in, has already been cut in half.
　They must have fought close combat as well as shooting arrows from long distances. The leather armour I wore was covered with monster blood.

"I think that's because Marina told me that the monster who came into the world tree's strangeness when it was weakening was unable to go out because of the restoration of the world tree."
"...but I don't think it's increasing so abnormally."
"That's an undeniable fact..."

　Talking with the Dark Elf man, Ray flies arrowheads from Nevra's eyes into the bush.

"Yuck!"

　What I heard was a dog-like scream.

"Cobolt?"

　Cobolts pop out of the bushes, responding to Ray's muttering.
　He would have been ambushed to launch a surprise attack, but he was not strong enough to keep Ray from feeling himself.
　No, if I had misled Ray, I wouldn't have misled Seto, who was running right behind him.

"Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　They probably decided that their ambush had already been known. The Kobolts attack the Rays in unison with a shout.
　The Dark Elves shoot arrows at it and intercept it one after another using spirit magic.
　Seto was also hunted down by long-range attacks such as Wind Arrow, Ice Arrow and water polo.In the midst of this, Ray naturally uses a flying sword to chop up Kobolt one after another.

(The current situation is definitely close to the worst, but the only good thing is that I can shoot a flying shot to my heart's content.)

　The level went up to five, and it became extremely powerful.
　There was nothing wrong with having a lot of targets in terms of mastering the art of flying.

(As for the strength and weakness, I have come to understand most of the battles I have fought so far. I wonder how far the stronger Hidaigiri can reach and how effective it is to the opponent.)

　To attack them from above, they shoot a sword at Koboldt, who was climbing a tree, and both branches cut off their bodies.
　Suddenly bombarded with the internal organs of his comrades, Cobold is confused when he doesn't understand what's going on... where the Rays rush in.

"Oh, my God!"

　One of the dark elves fires a series of rapier thrusts.
　The thrusts that are fired twice or three times in a flash pass through the body of the spearman Cobold, and when the head is lowered by the impact, they pass through the head. 　
　The move was definitely enough to be called a strong man, and in Ray's eyes he seemed to have considerable arms.

(There are some dark elves who are good at close combat as well as magic and archery.)

　Suddenly, one Elf who fought in Ray's mind at a competition in the Westian Empire last year passes by.
　of a person who was worthy of a Rank A adventurer and had both powerful spirit magic and close combat capabilities.

(I'm not that good at it, though.) ...is it about rank C? I guess they live longer than humans and have more time to train themselves, so that's only natural.)

　Ray also descends toward the approaching Cobold.

"Yuck!"

　a blow fired purely by force, without skill
　But the blow smashes the long sword that Cobold had and blows it in the face.
　A monster originally about the size of a cobolt can't take a death-size blow weighing about 100 kg.
　Cobold, who screamed and blew away, had at that point been crushed in the head and killed.
　When he tries Painburst with a return blade, he screams like he's never heard of before and faints.

"Isn't it about time we arrived at the village?"
"Well, there's no doubt that it's almost there. To be honest, it was totally unexpected that so many monsters would appear in the forest at night."

　A dark elf man standing next to Ray responds to Ray's solitude, drawing his bow.

"I hear so," I had always thought this was the norm in this forest."
"Anything, this is too much. Under these circumstances, it is very difficult to live in this forest."
"Is it related to something unusual happening in the woods?"
"Perhaps,"

　While we talk to each other, we still keep killing Cobold.
　The battle will continue for a few minutes. The attacking Cobold lay all dead on the ground.
　While fighting against Cobold, the Dark Elves, who were nearby, are joining one after another, and Ray and his party's strength is increasing over time.
　On the other hand, perhaps because Cobold was not such a powerful monster, he managed to survive with only a large number of monsters... but in a way, it was only natural that he was wiped out in a short time after a certain point.

"...the number of people has increased,"
"Oh, then you don't have to be afraid of monster attacks anymore."
"Yes, but... if you don't mind, could you keep the four men behind him, and he would be free to take part in the battle?"
"No, but that's... I think that the Gryphon is a good enough force at present, but is it necessary for me to go out of my way to take care of the children now?"

　For the Dark Elf guy talking to Ray, Sett is doing well by firing long-range shots with his four children on his back.
　And if they take care of the children themselves, naturally those who take care of the children will not be able to participate in the attack.
　Attacks can be carried out by using spirit magic, but since they have fought many battles since entering the forest, not many people still have enough magic left.
　Then it was only natural to think that the current situation was the best.
　Ray tries to retort something, but before that another dark elf opens his mouth.

"It's almost time for a settlement!"

　Given that, it was only natural for Ray to assume that it would be a hindrance to leave his children in the care of them, so he ended up going to the village as it was.
　Then... the forest is cut off, and then the boundary of barriers emerges.