Lycanthrope (1)
Harris, who was led the investigation team out of nowhere, did his best to pursue a negligent life in the midst of it.
Now, he entrusted the movement itself to Pascal, the spirit of the wind, and he moved limply in the air.
Since the spirits and him are connected through the mind anyway, it wasn’t too difficult to control their movements with just thoughts.
‘Spirit training is also possible.’
The wind spirit, Pascal, is still at the advanced level.
He could say that this was a good opportunity as the only top-notch spirit to him was Watt, the lightning spirit.
Of course, to those around you, the dignity and stature of a high elf might not make sense, but how can you know that you’re so comfortable right now?
And he had a reasonable excuse besides training.
In this state, to try to unite with nature and feel the will of the World Tree once again.
Wasn’t that what prompted him to investigate in the first place?
‘There’s no zero harvest so far.’
Perhaps the sensation I felt for the first time was really an illusion, and there has been no significant progress since that day.
In particular, the fact that revelations do not come down from the World Tree is also the same.
But just a moment ago, when he was laziness… No, he was floating in the air while doing his best to develop a “Nature Fairy Tale”.
A very subtle sense of heterogeneity was detected at the end of the expansive breath of Mother Nature.
It was subtle enough that he would have been hard to notice if it wasn’t for Harris’ level of crazy immersion.
At that time, the other elves were scattered all over the place conducting investigations, so he headed to the place alone to check the situation…
What I found was a group of 10 lycanthropes.
As if they were conscious of something, all of them were suspicious guys with a strange red crest engraved on their chests, surrounding the simple altar in the center and looking at the rift in the abyss that appeared above it.
-Heinz II: Indeed, are they lycanthropes? I heard that movement in the Ion Continent has noticeably decreased in recent years. It must have migrated secretly to Enamel.
-Hugo: No, isn’t that an abyss? It seems dangerous…? Wasn’t the Enamel Continent safe because of the effects of the World Tree?
-Harris: ···Ah, I really hate it···.
Among the education Harris received as an elf, there was also a story about the birth of this enamel continent.
A legend like a myth that happened thousands of years ago.
At first, the different races were living together on the ion continent, but for some reason, they needed a new home without humans.
A benevolent god, feeling sorry for those who wandered without a place to go, sent his incarnation to the earth.
It was the sapling of the world tree.
The seedling turned Enamel Island, which was only a little on the large side, into a huge continent that could accommodate all of the different races.
Finally, several countries were born, with the migrant races as the main axis, including the Elven Kingdom that guards the world tree in the center.
‘I said that’s why the Elven Kingdom is at the center, and why elves are respected by other races.’
Of course, since this happened thousands of years ago, there are no records left, and for some reason, even in the lore of the high elves, the representative of the longevity race, detailed stories were omitted, so it was unclear how much of it was true.
At least the existence of the World Tree and its influence were immediately visible, so there were not many people who denied it.
And thanks to the World Tree, which is like a pillar and root that supports the Enamel Continent, I heard that even the two Immortal King invasions were able to avoid the aftermath…
-Hannibal Strauss: Oh, is that how you weaken the boundary with the abyss? It’s my first time seeing it in person. It’s a unique way.
At that time, the best expert on this floor who watched their consciousness through Harris’ eyes.
The Immortal King himself diagnosed this situation.
-Hannibal Strauss: It’s not about drilling a hole directly. If I had to compare them, I’d say they’re more like scars left all over the Ion continent. It seems that twigs and leaves of the World Tree were used as sacrifices during the process. …And the stigma on their bodies is quite unusual.
Well, if it was a real passageway connected to the abyss, it wouldn’t have been possible with just that amount of people and preparations.
It wouldn’t have been possible to do covert work like now.
‘The problem is that they’re doing things like that on the Enamel Continent, and in the realm of the Elven Kingdom as well.’
Harris let out a small sigh, still assimilating with nature and hiding his presence.
It is an obvious fact that it is not a good intention without thinking deeply.
It seemed that I was facing a troublesome task.
‘Are you glad you found it before it got too big? I guess I’ll have to find out how they stopped the World Tree from intervening.’
Of course, that was something that had to be addressed at the national level.
There’s no guarantee that they’ll only be fooling around here, so maybe all the different races of the Enamel Continent will have to step in.
‘Now that I understand the situation, my job is done. That I don’t have to suffer alone! The aftermath is to other people…’
However.
The moment he made up his mind to pull himself out.
Sniff? Sniff sniff—
One of the dozen or so people in front of the altar, a werewolf about 3 meters tall, sniffed him and —.
Turning his head, his shiny bright yellow eyes looked exactly where Harris was hiding.
“Ah, dear.”
Before Harris’s low lamentation was over…
Quaang—
In an instant, along with an explosion, vicious hands rushed towards him, narrowing the distance.
***
Vampires and lycanthropes were equally ostracized by other races, but there was a big difference in their position as their tendencies were different.
Unlike vampires who have strong reason except when they feel vampiric urges, they quietly sneak into the darkness of human society and steadily increase their power, these werewolves often run rampant as if the entire race suffered from anger control disorder, so they could not coexist. Will be.
In the end, they ended up being driven to the periphery one by one, with the exception of some who moved to and fro as commanders of violent organizations or war mercenaries…
Compared to the vampires, their numbers were also terribly shrunk.
To the extent that the sum of the rest of the races is less than even one vampire’s Upersh clan.
“Kikikick, this, this~ After all, things in the world don’t go your way, right? Anyway, you have to know that the revolutionary man is so confident that he won’t get caught, but he’s not really worth it. Eh~ tsk tsk.”
On top of tall trees.
A man sitting on a branch at the top looked to the side of the forest and giggled madly.
She was so far away that she couldn’t even be seen from here, but that didn’t prevent her from checking the status of her subordinates.
“It’s a bit early, but… I’ve already been caught, so there’s nothing I can do!”
He tossed his hair wildly, then slipped his body and leaped down the tree.
Fighting!
And it landed lightly on the floor after a short flight time.
It was a huge werewolf, well over 3 meters tall, with not a single trace of human remains left.
Aww–
Howling that he breathed in and vomited toward the sky.
Black shadows began to gather around him one by one at the bizarre echo, the meaning of which could not be understood unless it was a member of his own race.
“Is this the beginning? You waited so long, King! Let’s move right now!”
“Kreuru—there’s still a lot of time left, are you really moving now? If it’s too early, I think there will be a lot of guys who aren’t ready.”
“If King judged that, there must be a reason. Heh heh!”
Among those who approached, three especially large werewolves stepped forward and growled.
“Chi-hi-hi! Cartrope was properly caught. You seem to be fighting very hard?”
“Kreuru— that stupid thing is definitely not. Could it be that the high elves moved? Then I really don’t have time. There’s no law that guys in other places won’t get caught too.”
The one who reacted somewhat skeptically to King’s brief addition, immediately grasped the situation and nodded his head.
After being caught once, speed was the lifeblood of this job.
When everyone seemed to agree, King looked around at his men who had gathered around him and slowly nodded his head.
The three strongest among the eight generals, knights over fifty, and others.
In addition, when the work begins, the rest scattered everywhere will respond immediately.
… And above all else, he himself was his greatest strength.
“As long as it is lacking, as long as it is lacking! We have endured a lot already! Big study! Let’s go! To burn the whole World Tree!”
Oooh–
Aww–
He is the head of this last ‘Wolf Pack’ and the last king of werewolves who are now obsolete.
It was because he was the lycanthrope king who claimed to be a clown in the oath of reversal.
***
As Lycanthropes are a race that is often compared to vampires, the system was similar to some extent.
What if vampires were divided into Holy Blood, True Blood, Pure Blood, and Residual Blood, as well as Servants and Slaves.
The lycanthropes were divided into the ranks of generals, knights, warriors, and soldiers under the king.
As their rank names suggest, their identity was purely combative.
It was focused only on the physical part, without the miscellaneous abilities of vampires or unique skills such as blood magic.
However, sometimes the simpler the better.
Their strength, agility, durability, exorcism, and regenerative power far exceeded that of vampires of the same class in head-to-head combat.
…Harris was acutely experiencing it in real time.
I didn’t really wish for it.
Quarreureung—!
Like a thunderbolt in the dry sky, blue sparks fly loudly once again.
“Kuhhh!”
A charred monster jumped out of it and stepped on the surrounding trees in an instant and rushed at Harris, who was floating in the air.
In addition, he evaded sideways with the wind spirit and kicked the air in the air to turn the track.
‘Ah, that’s really tricky!’
No matter how you look at it, the lycanthrope in front of him was a general level… In other words, an object corresponding to a master.
Although his level was not comparable to that of Stave, the captain of the Imperial Guard who troubled Hesperon a while ago, it did not change that he was a troublesome opponent for Harris, who had just become a high elf.
Paji Jiji—!
“Kroaak! You fight cowardly! If you are a man too, stand up proudly!”
Of course, it was just cumbersome, but it wasn’t that he was an opponent he couldn’t win.
‘What nonsense.’
Having been beaten for over thirty minutes, I can understand that kind of reaction.
This is an Elven Kingdom with a forest and even a World Tree within reach.
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And for Harris, there were a lot of skills specializing in affinity to the extent that it gave serious side effects such as indolence.
Decibel, the spirit of sound, seals off his sensitive hearing as well as the vibrations that touch his skin.
Blocked the sense of smell and heat with Pascal, the wind spirit, and Kali, the fire spirit.
In addition, it mobilized all the spirits to raise light and dust to obstruct vision, so it had to be delayed one beat at a time to find Harris, who had disappeared after mixing with nature.
‘And at our level, the difference of one beat is fatal.’
Right after another aftermath of the storm passed.
[Nervousness] activated and in the midst of the extremely quiet time, he took out the bow he made from the branches of the World Tree—Themis.
“Whoa—.”
If Hesperon had moved at this speed, the muscles of his entire body would have been torn apart, but as a high elf, it was not a great burden.
Paperweight! Roar-!
Wheein! Uhhh—
As he raised his power, the natural forces gradually gathered around Harris, and at the same time as his right hand pulled the empty bowstring, the surrounding natural forces were sucked in and an arrow was formed.
One breath is over.
The lycanthrope resisted fiercely again, and Harris also struck him again with lightning.
Second breath.
Again, the natural forces were gathered, united, and combined with the existing arrows.
“Ah! You bastard!”
As expected, the guy rebelled, but it didn’t mean much.
I repeated that simple process several times.
Jigsaw Jigsaw!
An arrow that seemed to be made of lightning.
Roar-
Compressed flames dipped into the arrowheads.
Whoops-!
Soon after, the wind and vibration wrapped it around.
“~~♪”
An arrow fired with the [Fairy Spell] along with the [Melody of Harmony]—.
———!
Without any noise, it crossed the air like a beam of light.
And to deal with a weakling who has already been beaten for dozens of minutes.
That was enough.
***
As soon as the fight started, the guards summoned by the spirit of sound, Decibel, surrounded the surroundings, so it was not difficult to knock out the rest of the lycanthropes.
They were strong, including two knights and five warriors, but the keepers were also the elite combat unit of the Elven Kingdom, so they weren’t that good.
While the situation was being sorted out, Harris took Hans’ advice and destroyed the simple altar that was still unfinished…
《The World Tree looks at his child》
Right after the Abyssal Rift closed, I was greeted with a very familiar system message.
‘What?’
Following that, the warm aura that he had felt before started once again from the tips of his toes to the top of his head.
‘…The quest reward is hot.’
The first time I received this was when I faced Hans at the 1st Summit and got the qualifications of a high elf.
There were no drastic changes as then, but there were no complaints at all.
Whoops-!
Thanks to that, Pascal, the spirit of wind, was able to become the second highest level spirit after Watt.
Harris closed his eyes, extending his senses to their fullest extent.
As much as his increased natural power and affinity, the range he can perceive has become much wider than before.
Of course, the inconvenience caused by the side effects was much greater.
However, this is still enough to overcome, so any support like this is always welcome…
‘Wait… Is this an EXP booster event?’
Then, all of a sudden, a thought crossed my mind.
