The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess - The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess chapter 89

86. Lauren’s Elf Clan

86.

“Hold on – !”

When they first heard that sound, the saintess and the elves tried to ask what they were supposed to hold on to. However, the next moment they realized what to hold on to. I couldn’t help but realize

They hugged the falling tree as if they were lovers, screaming that they knew.

“Aaaaagh!”

-Kooung – !

The field of view and the world shake greatly. With darkness and light, gravity is reversed. When the world finally returned to its original position, the elves and the saint noticed that they were fine beyond their expectations.

No matter how much they thought about it, they were bewildered because there was no way they would be fine if it was the impact of a tree of that height falling down. However, they soon realized that there was something under the tree they were holding on to that had a buffering effect.

“…… It’s crazy.”

Looking at the lizardmen under the tree, Frigate murmured as if it were absurd. It was a situation where they could be dangerous even if they went wrong. However, the frigate couldn’t even complain to Zerphied. He had also carried out a plan to get out of the tornado by using the wind against it.

“… ….”

Esilia and Frigate had similar expressions, but the elven women had slightly different expressions. It was clear that it was indicative of shock, but it felt slightly elevated. Becarin immediately informed me of the identity of that expression.

“There are so many lizardmen…… !”

It was an expression of admiration.

“This is enough to fill a month’s supply.”

Lee Se-ri also said, unable to hide the faint smile on her lips.

“I have never seen so many Lizardman corpses… …. Honestly, I was worried about how to tell the tribe members about you because you came with a frigate, but there are so many Lizardman corpses…. And then to the general level…. If this is the case, it’s to the extent that a welcome party will be held when you go in with the crew of the frigate… !!”

Iserido spoke as if she couldn’t hide her big smile. Perien tried to remain as calm as possible, but she could see the corners of her mouth moving. Ecilia was able to get out of that unconventional scene at the reaction of the girls. Her saintess asked them questions, trying to control her voice as much as possible.

“…… Lizardmen seem to be of great use as an important resource, right?”

At those words, the elven women, even Perien, who was trying to stay calm, couldn’t contain her laughter.

“What? Important resource? What an important resource! How delicious the Lizardman meat is!”

Esilia’s expression went from bewildered to one of complete shock. The saintess thought that the information she had just heard was more shocking than the fact that the Death Knight had defeated the Lizardmen in one blow in such an adventurous way.

Jer Pied looked around her once while brushing the sawdust off her body. The appearance of the Lizardmen was no longer noticeable. The size of the tree belongs to a fairly large axis, so if it had escaped, its traces would have been obvious. You won’t be able to erase traces of tails or footprints in such an urgent moment. The gathered Lizardmen seemed to be crushed by the trees.

Only then did the Death Knight let go of her wary eyes and turned her head towards the place where her party was. As if it was the right time, the elven women looked at him and smiled.

“Heavy man, no, you shouldn’t call me that. What is your name?”

“Call me Huchi.”

“Okay, Mr. Hooch. Just saw a great stunt. I’m sorry for trying so hard, but can you suffer a little more?”

“It’s okay, what can I do?”

“It’s simple, I’ll build another raft.”

What the elven women asked him to do was surprisingly simple. The women wanted to build a raft for them to ride on, a raft for the Death Knights to ride on, and a raft to burn the bodies of the Lizardmen. Having set about building a spare raft, they were now working on connecting it with a rope to the two rafts for the party to ride.

The ropes were tied tightly to both sides of the two rafts to secure them, and the sight of a raft with only corpses of passengers sitting down in the river seemed quite strange to Esilia. It was like a two-headed chariot where the living lead the dead. While thinking about that, Celia’s eyes were suddenly drawn to Zer Pied, who was standing next to her with her arms crossed.

The next moment, the saintess had to suppress her goosebumps. Death Knight is not alive. The moment I recognized that extremely obvious fact, I remembered the conversation we had in the bizarre tropical chaotic night.

‘The definition of life is death. The definition of death is life.’

Perhaps the sun is setting over the giant trees. Death of the day. Just as a dying creature spits out its dying words, a day scatters its last light as it dies. The mysterious light is grotesquely distorted as it collides with the shadows cast by the jungle itself.

The darkness of the shadow that Lauren embraced was like an illegitimate child left behind by night, the death of the day, avoiding the day, the life of the day.

That bizarre thing, a mix of light and shadow, brushed past the Death Knight.

The saintess wanted to say something. However, she didn’t know what she wanted to say herself either. She had to stare at the Death Knight in a daze.

A figure that is difficult to describe, half submerged in the shadows and half floating in the light.

-Slap!

The sound of the raft hitting the riverbank awakened the saintess’ spirit. The saintess suddenly raised her head. Suddenly, everyone else got off the raft and the only ones left were the saintess and the Death Knight. The Death Knight set her foot on the river bank and held out her hand towards her saintess. The saintess stared at her hand, and she hurriedly grabbed it, like someone who had just woken up from her slumber.

Death Knight’s hands were as cold as his pale skin. It was hard to believe that she was in a tropical jungle.

– Pounding

Through her clasped hands, warmth along with the pulse of her heart was once transmitted to the saintess. As if it were an illusion, although she faded right away. Her heartbeat was slow and short. To the point where she can hardly feel it unless she senses it carefully.

Along with that, the appearance of the Death Knight made it hard for her saintess to take her eyes off her. She was immersed in the shadows, and the saintess tried to follow the figures that floated in the light with her trembling pupils of different lights. It was almost unconscious.

She blinked her eyes once, and the Death Knight’s figure had already been painted over into the gloomy darkness of Lauren. Fortunately, the saintess did not lose her mind this time, unlike before. Becarin’s voice caught her spirit.

“By the way, moving to the other side of the river is nice. How else did you get this to where our tribe is?”

Bekarin twirled her hair and said embarrassingly. Lizardmen basically have a height of 4 cubits, and the lizardmen general has a height similar to that of Zerfied – albeit slightly smaller than that. I was able to move through the power of the river just now, but now there are so many obstacles that I can’t compare to the river.

“Should I take it now? Can’t we hide some and take some?”

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Becarin shook his head in bewilderment at Frigit’s words.

“Why are we trying to take this all at once? If you take only part of it, you will only be able to take two or three, but Puck or the tribal chief will be happy to welcome you. If you don’t bring these things, will the tribal chief let you in?”

At Bekarin’s reasonable words, Freygit could only nod her head intently as she kept her mouth shut. Zerpied, who was watching the raft standing on the riverbank at an angle, said as if tossing it.

“It looks like we need to do another round of logging.”

“Huh? Do you have any good ideas?”

“I plan to put logs on both sides of the raft. Then you can roll and go.”

Zerpied’s words were to install something like a wheel on the raft. The elven women who heard his plan were convinced, but it was hard to hide their bewilderment.

“Theoretically, it could be moved, but… …. It’s nothing else but dozens of lizardmen, so how do you drag them?”

“I will do the moving from the front. The rest of you, just push from behind.”

A suspicious look flew several times, but the Death Knight didn’t respond. I was just preparing to move in silence. Eventually, as he said, the elven women began preparing to push from behind. There was nothing he could do except to believe in the power of the stunt he showed when he defeated the Lizardmen.

Seeing such women, Frigate felt the urge like a child itching to tell his own secret that Hooch actually has the power to blow Lizardmen into the air. She and she was horrified at what she was thinking and had to keep her mouth shut.

She sends the lizardman general’s son into the air, and if she learns that the general has come to visit her personally, she may never be able to return to his tribe. Freiggit just quietly prepared to push the makeshift cart beside her fiancée.

The cries of insects and animals gradually deepen. The day is completely dead.

Perhaps because the elves’ residence is near the deepest part of the jungle, as they entered, the stifling heat settled on their skin. Thanks to that, their conversation consisted only of breathing heavily. The saintess had to take a deep breath as she felt her clothes wet and clinging to her.

But I couldn’t complain. It was because the native elves were sweating quite a bit unlike usual because they were doing the labor of moving a cart loaded with lizardmen. The long silence was broken by someone’s voice. But it wasn’t their voice.

The voice was coming from the front. Along with the sound of talking, there was the sound of busy movement.