"Well, that flower is undoubtedly the cause of the spread of the forest of Trent, but I suppose we must do something about it first!"

　While talking, he gathers two Trents who attack him and cuts them off his torso.
　A characteristic of plant monsters is their very high vitality.
　In Trent's case, cutting one or two branches would not have any particular effect.
　...and yet, if his torso is amputated, he will have to die.
　And Trent, who is by no means fast-moving but still big on target, is just the target for Ray, who has a powerful weapon of death size.
　It was nothing but a target... but a troubling flock of Trents, who emerged endlessly from the depths of the forest.
　Vichela, who used her hand to destroy Trent's interior, screams at Ray's irritating words.

"Then I'll let you go," It is only a target to fight against Trent, and above all, there are few effective means of attack against him."

　Wrestling in thin clothing in the moonlight, Vihela had the beauty of attracting the attention of the people around her even though she was in battle.
　Quite a few of those fighting are fascinated by the way Vihela looks.
　Even under such circumstances, he was competent enough to take part in this limited request, fighting against Trent and ivy, and playing and avoiding seeds falling from the sky.
　At first it was surprising to see species falling from above, but they were not particularly fast.
　It's just a normal drop.
　Of course, ordinary human beings...for example, researchers unfamiliar with combat would still find it difficult to avoid species altogether, but adventurers taking part in this request would not find it difficult.

"I don't mind that, but it's a huge flower, isn't it?"

　The idea of a monster's magical stone, which is normally unknown, may well pass Ray's mind for a moment, but the monsters in the forest of Trent basically don't have the magical stone.
　That being the case, it didn't matter who knocked down that monster.
　But Ray's hesitation was due to Vihela's attack.
　Claws and blades made of magical force extending from the insteps of the hands and feet are also finite in length.
　You can cut Trent's trunk, but you can't cut it in two like Ray's death size.
　Of course you could cut off Trent's trunk if you cut it at the same place over and over again, but it was quicker to attack him quietly from the inside than to cut off Trent's trunk, which was moving around in a winding way, even though the speed was slow.

`You'll get by if you use your hands,' In the worst case, there is also a way to attack with the claws of the back of the hand."
"…I see. Can I ask you, Seto?"
"Gul-l-r-r-r-r-r-r!"

　Ray tells Sett, who was ruthlessly breaking Trent's trunk with a blow from his forefoot.

"Put the viper on it, and go under that flower!"
"Grunt!"

　At Ray's words, Sett shakes his last blow and forefeet to smash Trent's body near him, and then moves on to Viehla, squatting.
　The position is that Vihela should be easy to ride.

"I'm sorry. Then I'll borrow a set."

　With the exception of a child, he could not fly with anyone but Ray on his back, but if he wanted to run with his back on, he could do it without any problems.
　Seto, with Viehra on his back, stitches his way through a gap in Trent.
　...and yet Vichela cuts Trent's body with her claw, as she passes by, must be related to Vichela.
　Without pain, Trents try to turn to Seto and Vihela passing by them.
　It was a fatal break in the face of the laymen.
　Toward Trent, who has stopped moving, Ray continues to swing his death size.
　Trent's successive split from his torso makes other adventurers realize that it is not Date that he is nicknamed crimson.

"Yes!"

　A short distance away from Ray, Bune throws long needles one after another.
　Flying in the darkness of the night, the long needles stick one after another in what looks like a face on Trent's trunk.
　Even if the long hand stood up, the action would not change, especially because of the pain, but it would have been sufficient as a temporary check.
　After a brief pause, Trent is pierced from below by a rock spear that rises to the ground.

`I'm not so good at earthly spirits,'

　Marina muttered with a glamorous smile.
　It is a word used to shoot arrows one after another with bows in the hand, giving instructions to those who are good at attacking from a long distance, such as bows that are gathered one after another.
　Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't be able to do everything, if not quite.
　But it's Marina's connection to being a marina that she can do it.

"Is it because of my imagination that I feel like I can solve it if I leave everything to Marina?"

　Ray mutters, watching Marina's performance as she deserves to be called "Shishun."

"Yes!"

　Bune shouts at Ray to work hard.
　More precisely, it hasn't been long since the Red Lotus wings took part in the battle.
　So Bune still had a lot of energy to spare.
　But I still complained to Ray because I knew he wasn't that strong, let alone instantaneous.
　Of course, I'm not always fighting with all my might in a battle.
　Slow down, slow down attacks by monsters such as Trent and ivy, while reducing physical exhaustion.
　That way of fighting was possible for Bune.
　This is probably one of the fruits of the ongoing winter combat training.
　To be rushed by such a Bune, Ray puts magic into his twilight spear in his left hand.

"Huh!"

　The spear in the twilight, separated by the cry of spirit, hit Trent straight... smashing through his torso.
　But the twilight spear produced by Azimov does not end to that extent.
　He shattered and penetrated one of Trent's bodies, but never slowed down, crushing Trent's body behind him, and even crushing Trent's body behind it.
　One blow... more than ten Trents were killed in a magical twilight spear blow.
　It's also clear how effective the blow was, given the number of Trents who had broken parts of his body without dying.
　and the twilight spear, which was supposed to break Trent and tear ivy, was back in Ray's hands.
　It's one of the twilight spears' ability to automatically return to Ray's hands.

"Oh, my God, what's that?"You're lying, aren'
"Oh, my God... this is the nickname..."
"That's lovely,"

　Adventurers fighting around the Rays exclaim at this blow.
　It is worthy of him to say, with such a cry, that he should never cease to fight against Trent and ivy.

`Well... well!'

　Maybe it was when the twilight spear came into his hands and relaxed, that Trent would look at Ray and... he would shake down the branches like a hand.
　In spite of the branches, the whip-like blow was cut off by Ray's sharp death size the next moment.
　He cut Trent's torso with a single stroke, and then jumped off the spot with a sense of strangeness under his feet.
　Then a tree grows from the ground as if it were going through where Ray had been for a moment.
　...no, it's not an easy expression to say that it's growing. In fact, it would be better to describe it as popping out.
　The sharpness of the tip reminds me of the rock spear Marina used earlier, though the material is different from the wood.

(No, by any chance... Did you copy Marina? Look at the way she did you copy her?

　Did you learn?
　All of a sudden, that thought crossed Ray's mind... in fact, Trent's forest has been attacking prey in a similar way for some time immemorial.
　It could be said that this was entirely a product of chance.
　But only Trent and ivy monsters fought against Ray in the forest of Trent.
　I first encountered a huge flower that looked like a mukahoi in this battle, but I don't think it was imitated.
　...to imitate growing up is also a question of what kind of things to imitate.

"Oh my gosh!"

　Ray wasn't the only tree on the ground that tried to penetrate.
　Screams echo around the battlefield.
　What happened there is obvious if you look at it.
　Ray avoided it, but a sudden underground attack is hard to react to.
　The screams of those who have been pierced through the soles of their feet echo around them.
　Some are rushing to help their comrades, but as long as they are penetrating through the soles of their feet, they are stuck on the ground.If you ignore it and try to cut off trees growing from the ground, it is likely that you will need to cut off your feet.

"Oh, there's a new guy coming out! Be careful!"

　renewed alarm
　Ray turns to his voice, where a grass with sharp tusks is being played with a long sword to bite the adventurer.

(That... flycatcher?)

　I've seen Ray in books and on TV, but I've never seen him in person.
　But the grass still seemed to resemble a plant called a fly-trigusa.
　But the real flycatcher is not big enough to swallow people, and most importantly, it has spines but no tusks.
　In the first place, Ray doesn't even know if there is a flycatcher in this world.
　At least Ray has lived in the world for several years, but he has never seen a flycatcher.

(Gillum is a remote area, and I think it's normal in the forest.)

　It's this world of Elgin that makes most things understandable because it's on the frontier.
　That's how Ray wields his death size.

"Fly off!"

　The slashing, released from the death size, can easily cut off a stem without the fangs of a flycatcher.
　It's so simple that you don't think it supports tusks and surrounding parts that are large enough to swallow people.

"The flycatcher's stem is weak! You don't have to panic, so avoid the attack and attack the flycatcher said.
"Is it the name of this monster?"

　An adventurer who was about to be attacked by a flycatcher instantly doubts Ray's words.
　But do you understand that it's far from it now, and force the question to abandon it and move on to the attack?
　First of all, Ray decided that the monster would be called a fly-trigger, and cut it at the same monster a little further away.
　...and for this reason the monster will be called a flycatcher, which Ray could not understand now.
　At any rate, Ray feels threatened by a series of new monsters.
　If you're the only one, you're good enough to fight against you.
　But if all the adventurers here were to say so, it was a denial.
　Ordinary adventurers may not be able to deal with unknown monsters, especially flycatchers and trees that suddenly grow underground.

"It's troublesome,"

　What's even more troubling is the direction Ray's gaze... yes, where the researchers are gathering.
　Trent and other ordinary monsters could manage with the adventurers in charge of escort.
　As for the seeds that fall, fortunately they have stopped for a while, so you don't have to worry about them now.

(I think it's Vihela.)

　Though I think back to Vihela, who is fighting the monster of Muko-Aoi for a moment, I immediately recover my thoughts.
　Yes, you don't have to worry about the existence of the earth and the sky, but the existence of the earth was different.
　If you don't avoid the moment you appear, you'll be stuck in the soles of your feet.
　Fortunately...or for some reason, the trees that burst out of the ground have so far not attacked the researchers.
　But we don't know how long it will last.

"Ray, that!"

　While thinking, Marina's voice suddenly rings around her.
　It was probably because of Marina's voice that Ray was able to catch Marina's voice in the midst of many battles.
　He stopped giving instructions to the adventurers with bows, and after Marina's gaze, he saw the giant mukahoi crumbling to the ground.

"Oh..."

　There was a moment when he shouted with joy... the next moment, two or three new giant hollyhock reappeared.