"... What do you think, Mr. Two Bird?"

　An elderly man called Two Bird looks up at the worker's words.
　What was in front of the man was, at first glance, something that looked nothing but Trent's corpse.
　But this was what Ray had brought from the forest of Trent, which was called the Mystery-Free Trent Time.
　Looking at the workers, two birds... as far as judging monsters' materials is concerned, the man with the best skills in guilds shakes his head.
　He has the highest level of skill in guillem… Having the power of discerning means a lot.
　The remote guillem is a remote area, and it brings in a variety of monsters that cannot be seen in ordinary places.
　For that reason, it is necessary to have a good eye for it.
　For such a two-bird, Trent's body in front of him was nothing but a wonder.

"Not at all, though, if you look only at his appearance, he's obviously nothing but Trent.

　It wasn't just Trent, who cut himself in search of a magical stone, that muttered Tweed.
　Several Trents had already opened themselves up by the hand of Two Birds.
　However, in the case of tree monster Trent, it's not clear whether it's okay to describe him as opening the body.

"At first I thought you had brought Trent, who had removed the talc, and said that he had no talc." Well, it was Ray who brought it, and I wasn't worried about it."

　It's probably this time of year that makes him so suspicious.
　It's not uncommon for some adventurers who have just arrived at Gilm to make a fool of themselves in an effort to sell their names quickly.
　I knew it was Ray who brought it, but given the circumstances around it, I couldn't help but suspect Two Bird.
　Because they are monsters without magical stones.

"Well, I don't think Mr. Ray will do that, and... oh, but given the good side of things, there's no chance that he'll be fooled by the bad... no, I don't think so."

　If it's just Ray, there's a possibility he might be fooled.
　But when Ray went to the forest of Trent, there was also a marina there.
　Marina, the guildmaster in front of the workers, can't possibly be fooled by such a lie.
　Workers now work as guildmasters, but they don't think they can beat marina purely because of their guildmasters ability.
　On the contrary, the honesty of the workers was that they had not even stepped on it.

"But if it were ... it would be a little troublesome." Mr. Two-bird, what do you think frankly of this Trent?"
"No matter what you say... Well, at least none of the monsters he saw had a magical stone."

　In the first place, there are no monsters without magical stones.
　The worker nods to his words.
　He was a worker in charge of the Guild's branch office where the dungeon was located.
　I know a lot of monsters, if not as much as two birds.
　Considering that kind of worker, this case is not very true, but unbelievable.
　Had it not been Ray who brought Trent's corpse without the talc... and had it not been proved in front of him that there was no talc, the worker could not have believed it.
　That's about it this time.

"But wood from the forest of Trent is absolutely necessary to extend the guillem."

　To be exact, you can have it brought from another town.
　But that would inevitably require more money.
　What's more, if we were to build an additional 50 percent of the guillem, no amount of wood would be enough.
　Most importantly, trees in the forest of Trent have more power than ordinary wood thanks to their magical powers.

(Or, because of this nature of the trees in the forest of Trent, there was an opinion that they should be used to extend the guillem... if they were ordinary trees, that would not have happened.)

　Trent's forest's troublesome, eerie... workers struggle with situations where they find it useful to think about it all together.

"At any rate, Mr. Toubard, please investigate this Trent. and if we can make a good adjustment to the erosion of the forest of Trent, it could be called the Gospel to Guillum."
"...I don't think it's going to go that far."

　Having seen monsters for so many years, as well as remote monsters, Two Bird knows how dangerous monsters are.
　That's why I had to tilt my head when they asked me if I could control monsters the way I wanted them to.

"May I be honest with you, Guildmaster?"
"Huh? What is it? Of course it doesn't matter. That could be a better outcome."

　Workers have an ear for other people's opinions in this way.
　This could be said to have been a blessing for guild officials.
　Some guildmasters operate in a form close to dictatorship.
　As if he were not in favor of his opinion, he would resign at once.
　Workers would be much more accessible than guildmasters like that.
　Of course, Marina, the former guildmaster, could not have entrusted such a person to succeed the guildmaster.

"To be honest, is this the forest of Trento? It's spreading, isn't it?"
"…I understand Mr. Twobird's concern." However, this forest of Trento is undoubtedly of great importance to today's guillem. Of course, I'm prepared to deal with things as soon as they happen, so please don't worry."
"Well, monsters don't always work as we expected. You should think that's what we're going to do all the time to break our expectations."

　Two Birds complained about the dangers of monsters, but there is a reason why workers should not back down here.
　If wood from the Trent forest is not available here, it means that the development of the guillem will be delayed.
　At the same time, Gillum's adventurers can't get much work.
　As a guildmaster, I wanted to do the extension work as soon as possible, which would benefit Guillum's adventurers.

(And I don't know how long the wings of the Red Lotus, including Ray, will be in Gilm.)

　There is no doubt that Ray and his team are currently based in Gilm, and it is unlikely that they will be able to move their base so easily.
　But... the unthinkable doesn't mean it's never going to happen, so I wanted to get rid of the huge task of building a guillem while there was an exceptional party in many ways as the wing of the Red Lotus.
　If this is an ordinary request, you don't have to worry about it that much... but it's not easy to add up the town by 50 percent.
　It was only natural for a worker to think so, while he was still a little strong.
　Ray, in particular, has very attractive abilities, such as item boxes and flying sets.
　Anyone involved in Ray would know how effective the ability is.
　Therefore, it was no wonder that the workers were in a hurry.

(However, there is no doubt that the forest of Trent is a dangerous place. So, if you're not good at it, you can't deny the possibility of putting the adventurer in pointless dangerously.

　Given his profession as an adventurer, it was only natural that there was danger there.
　But that doesn't mean we have to venture into the dangers that we can avoid.

(Do I need to speak with Mr. Dusker once?)

　Fortunately, the workers meet with Dusker every day for meetings on the construction of the Gillum.
　That being the case, it is not difficult to discuss this matter.
　Once he had decided what to do, the worker would tell him to check Trent again and try to figure out the mystery of the unidentified being. 　





"Gyeom, yuck!"

　Screams echo through the woods.
　It's not just one.
　There were dead bodies all over the place... dead bodies of goblins lying about.
　No, it's not just goblins. There are other monsters like Oaks and Lizardmen.
　But... of those monsters, very few were alive.
　On the contrary, there are fewer dead bodies that can be identified as goblins, or oaks, or lizard men.
　Many monsters have roots all over their bodies alive and can see pulsation under their skin like blood vessels, or plants growing on the ground penetrate their lower bodies and dissolve all their flesh and internal organs with digestive juice, leaving only bones and skin.
　If the Reys saw this, they would be amazed.
　When I came to this forest only a few hours ago, there were no monsters other than plants like Trent.
　But not now.
　It would be right to describe the ground as being filled with the bodies of countless monsters."Oh my gosh!"

　Sharp thorny thorns twine around the body, damaging the skin and flesh.
　The goblin screams unflinchingly at the acute pain felt throughout the body in the literal sense.
　If this was an adventurer, he might be able to cut a thorn with a knife, but unfortunately for Goblin it was all about the scene before him.
　In the first place, the goblin's weapon is a club, so when the thorns get tangled all over his body, there's nothing he can do about it's a club.
　Then, while bleeding from all over the body, the thorns sway wildly.
　It's as if a child were waving a toy... that kind of feeling.
　However, the Goblin swung around is still alive, so there's no way he won't get hurt.
　...or it may have been a blessing for Goblin to have broken his neck against the trunk of a tree growing near him and died from it.
　And when the goblin, who lived to the end, dies, only the body spreads out in the forest.
　with a bump
　When the ground sinks, something emerges from it.
　No, it's probably the root of a tree. But the root of the tree was as thick as an adult's body.
　The roots of the tree wrap around the bodies of oaks and lizards and dive to the ground.
　Excluding the appearance of a tree root, the scene was very much like a snake's torso fastening its prey.
　The roots of several or dozens of snake-like trees brought everything under the ground, including the dead body of the goblin, and the next thing that came was ivy, not the roots of the trees. It's just the right amount of ivy to call it a herd of ivy.
　It sucks out all the blood, meat, bones, internal organs, and so on that remain on the ground.
　When Ray sees it, he thinks it's like a vacuum cleaner... he'll have that impression.
　On the contrary, the ivy absorbed even the strong smell of blood floating around it.
　What the forest feeds on is a drop of blood, a piece of meat, and even the smell of blood floating in the air.
　The sight of countless ivy eating its prey resembled the swallowing of a flock of snakes.
　And a few minutes later... there was no trace of the corpse there.
　Given that even the smell of blood floating in the air has completely disappeared, no one will realize that there has been an act here that could be called a monster massacre.
　In fact, even Seto proved how perfect it was, considering he had not noticed it.
　Then silence alone remains in the woods.
　In the moonlight alone... something small, about a grain of sand, flows from the surrounding trees.
　The little thing glows out of the woods, being swept away by the wind.
　Yes, another prey... to gather the forest's nourishing presence.
　A creature who, mindlessly, can only think of the forest, will come back to the forest as well as the monsters who were just killed.
　Forests simply wait in silence for prey to come.