The Peerless Kobold

"Grrr!! (Admiral!!

"Quang! (Brother!

Dagger and Buster become more alert when the Mage's girl approaches. Well, naturally... because you two don't understand the common language of the continent this red-haired girl speaks.

"Gwolp, woawgarkvorfa (wait, apparently no harm)"

"Khu, Khun! (But, brother!)"

My sister is bewildered by the person bending in front of her, but she says she will be cured by magic, so let's gratefully take it. The girl took Dagger's ankle in her hand and began palpating, thinking, for example.

"Waffa!? (Ouch!?)"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

Niichan Koitz Nagtayi?

The dagger with his face over her, not her, turns this way and flies her gaze and gesture, but I slowly shake my neck to the left and right to make sure she likes it.

"Well, I think I can handle it... healing the light of your anguish."

The red-haired girl exercises healing magic while pressing her hand against her swollen ankle. Instantly the warm milky white light overflowed and disappeared to be sucked into the affected area.

"Wah, waffon? (That doesn't hurt?)"

"Okay, now we're good."

She gets up with her hands off Dagger's feet.

"And so are you! I'm going that way, but don't get mad at me, okay?

And then he approaches the fearful buster and reaches for his abdomen.

"… Grua (…… General)"

"Wouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Eventually, the hand of the girl with the redhead was slashed into the cut and punched part of the buster.

"... healing light on your anguish"

"Wow... Klu (this is... warm)"

"Now you're all right with Ni."

I bow my head towards her.

The red-haired wizard who saw it gave him a surprised look.

"Oh, thank you? You're so smart... oh, I got help, too, and we're each other."

All right, I did my best as a cobolt.

There's only a quick retreat after that!

My magic is about to run out... the Dogs have less magic.

"Gaw-on, grrr."

"Wong, wong ♪"

"Wahoo."

We followed the scene in a hurry, but the red-haired wizard followed us later in a natural way.

Zazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

She also stops when this one stops walking.

"Gawhuahu (first)"

Make a gesture with your hands telling you to go first.

But she just shakes her neck left and right as she sifts.

Damn, we can't just take him to the settlement like this... sprinkle it?

"Wow!! (Run!!)"

We rushed out at the right time.

There is no such thing as sprinkling one female magician.

"Chi, wait, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I hear a real voice from behind me.

"Wait, whoa!?

Zsaaa.

Looks like he fell again...

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I stopped from blaming my conscience.

"Wo oong, grrr? Are you sure, Admiral?"

"Gawuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Return to the path you came from, sighing, and sit in front of the fallen red-haired wizard mentor.

"Ah..."

Conveniently I take a moderately sized stone that was rolling nearby, and I carve the letters of the most popular common language on this continent into the ground.

I'm Kobolt Archer.

"Ha? Ugh, you can write letters!? And the common language of the continent. Huh!

Encourage the name by turning your hands to the stunned red-haired demon mentor.

"Oh, yeah."

She squeezes that hand cuddly and comes tilting her little neck adorably.

".................. GROOOA!! (……… NOT!!)"

"Ugh."

Shake off that hand that was gripped, and carve more letters to the ground with stone.

What's your name?

"Oh, that's what I mean...... I'm Muriel Vest, a magician and biologist"

That's all I heard, and I stood up and reached out to Muriel, who was going into the ground.

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I took Moffmoff's hand, directed by a cobolt with a dull silver fur.

Everything is out of standard anymore, my common sense makes a sound and breaks down.

Cobolt writing letters? I don't know what that means...

Maybe being able to write means being able to understand the conversation.

Anthropologically, hieroglyphics and such were invented after communication by language, and children also develop from speaking before writing letters.

I walk after them just like I did earlier, thinking about that.

"... and you're all starting to move on to a separate lineage"

The silver cobolt is the mutant High Cobolt, and the long tail with the developed arm is probably the subspecies Warrior? The kid with the leg injury... Uh-huh, I don't know.

"In the first place, I don't specialize in Kobolt."

I don't know if there's such a specialist biologist, but maybe I'll take this opportunity to develop that field...... ha!? Don't let yourself be distracted by too much extra right now.

I follow the dogs as I check the orientation with an azimuthal magnetic needle and write down a rough path on the map in hand.

The so-called "settlements” of the Kobolts are in shallow areas of the forest, so if you continue, you will likely be able to get out to the outer edge of the forest. There shouldn't be many highly threatening creatures around here, as you can see from their presence.

If we get there, maybe we can make use of the map, the azimuthal magnetic needle, and the magic of far-sightedness and we can manage to get back to the village of Grau... it still looks like a long way to go.