Chapter 113.3

“Ah… one other splendid reinforcement.”

Upon arriving on the landslide web site, Hans began stroking the stone wall on the slope.

There have been handprints right here and there, suggesting different vacationers had touched it. This made me a bit completely satisfied.

I averted my gaze from the admiring Hans and started the inspection.

There have been wheel tracks on the mountain path, indicating a number of wagons had already handed by.

I wasn’t frightened because it withstood the rampaging Gausas cattle, and it gave the impression to be satisfactory with out points.

However that was just for a second, as I ended on the arduous sensation underfoot.

Stonewall?

It was presupposed to be at an inexpensive depth, however—

I regarded round and located traces of water circulation.

Ah, drainage.

Whereas there have been gaps within the stone wall on the slope, nothing was carried out beneath the highway.

I had fully forgotten. The soil above had in all probability washed away.

I watched Hans whereas strolling round.

Then, utilizing the stone wall as a medium, I forged [Earth Bolt], directing it in direction of the forest.

“Huh?”

Hans tilted his head and regarded again however masked it by gazing into the space.

Now the stone wall beneath is stuffed with holes. It shouldn’t be uncovered simply.

If it nonetheless doesn’t work—I’ll need to redo it.

Defend your self.

After the break, we left the freeway and stepped into the forest.

Quickly sufficient, we discovered goblin tracks. Following them, they observed us, resulting in a battle.

There have been 4 of them.

With my agility considerably lowered, I struggled in opposition to the goblins’ wave assaults.

Hans was screaming and flailing the department round, unintentionally aiding as a diversion.

We managed to win one way or the other, however I sustained a number of cuts and bruises.

Getting injured by goblins—oh, that is the primary time. Leaders are at all times totally different.

Glad with the robust combat, I began dismantling.

I collected one magic stone and selected a dagger that regarded salvageable from the goblins’ weapons.

Maybe noticing my completed process, Hans requested worriedly, “Are you feeling unwell?”

I willingly confirmed him my equipment and defined.

“Please, cease it!”

All of the sudden, he pleaded with me, virtually worshipfully.

I informed you, didn’t I? I can’t defend you.

Effectively, if goblins are this robust, a gaggle of orcs or dokoru can be harsh.

So, I selected appropriate monsters, and we ended the primary day’s journey within the forest.

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