94 [85] Identity of the intruder.txt (2/2)

While pondering the big question, Wilm retrieved all of the high elves' ”manipulation necklaces” and crushed them in a matter-of-fact manner.

Now, wake up!

After finishing the confirmation process, Vilm starts kicking to wake up the high elves, who have not yet shown any signs of waking up with a flat voice.

'Ugh.'

Uh-oh.

The two people who regained consciousness after a few kicks were Bandana, who was the leader of the group, and the two who were stomped on their backs and knocked unconscious.

They had just woken up and didn't understand the situation, but as they looked around, they began to understand the situation they were in.

It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends and family.

''Is two people enough? Why did you target Mel? Tell me everything without hiding it.

”A mere mortal gives orders to us, the High Elves! Untie the noose now?

Virum's toe dug into the high elf's abdomen as he began to fuss.

'Don't make a fuss. It's deafening.'

He looked down at the figure coughing violently, and his eyes revealed anger at those who had come after Meldina, even if no real harm had been done.

''...You think we're going to be honest with you?''

'If you don't talk, I'll make you want to talk.

'Kuh! Hmm?

The leader high elf silently averted his gaze from Vilm, who coldly said, but when he thought his gaze was focused on one point, he suddenly started laughing.

''Kukkuk. That's a shame. In any case, our lives will soon be running out.''

What the...? What do you mean?

If I followed his gaze, I found the pieces of the necklace I had just destroyed scattered there.

''Hmm, just as you said. We'll find out soon enough.''

'Geez! Oh, man! ...Grrrr? Gebo!

Suddenly, the high elf, who had been struggling to hold his abdomen, begins to thrash about violently.

Judging from the tremendous amount of blood vomiting, an uncommon amount of pain must have overtaken him.

''Vil! Back!

Huh?

Kuhu... kuhu... gopuh...

”Gobbling... Gobbling...

Looking back at Meldina's voice, blood poured out of the mouths of the two men who should have fainted, and their half-empty open eyes didn't even know where they were looking.

The High Elves are a race that is obliged to protect a large tree called the Holy Tree in exchange for having a high magical power that is second to, or even higher than, some of the spirit race right after they were born.

Therefore, they can only live within the range of the sacred tree's power, and if they are separated from the sacred tree, certain death is waiting for them.

It's a good thing that you can't have a problem with this.

It's a shame I didn't get the information...

One by one, two by two, he was dying off, and his last remaining life was about to end.

'Ah, what a pity. I guess we'll just have to go and ask your people directly.

That's a funny joke. I mean, you can do a lot of things with your powers, but... If we are in our own territory, we will never lose... geez! Gebo!

The high elf, who provoked Virum with a smile, coughed loudly at one point and fell to the spot, his breathing slowly weakening.

The woman will get the.... I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to protect her...

With those words as the last word, he never got up again.