Chapter 51

　　Paul rubbed the dark circles under his eyes and felt that what Alan said was unreasonable.

　　"Huh? I don't even know how to do this. Where can you learn from me?"

　　Alan's eyes lit up, and he bent down and reached his hand into a dark hole at his feet. Under Paul's surprised gaze, he took out a saw-spurred rabbit.

　　It's dead.

　　His body was covered with wedge-shaped tooth marks and bloody holes the size of fingernails sunk deep into his flesh.

　　Sylphyroltz and Rudy who were standing nearby came over.

　　It is worth mentioning that after the three of them reunited with Allen, although their eyes each contained some "stories", they did not ask about Roxy again, which made Allen breathe a sigh of relief.

　　Alan pointed at the Sawtooth Rabbit's almost completely eaten lower body and the densely packed bloody holes near its head.

　　"The giant rat ate the lower body, and the forest snake ate the brain of the upper body. The two monsters had been fighting for it for a while, but I scared them away and left the bodies behind. No one took them away."

　　"The marks on the lower body are consistent with the characteristics of giant rats. Their teeth are very hard and they like to gnaw off bones together. But..."

　　Alan squeezed the Saw-Torn Rabbit's neck with his fingers, and blood mixed with ice was squeezed out of the bloody hole on the side of its face.

　　Rudy's eyes widened when he heard this.

　　"This is."

　　When Sylphy heard the noise, she finally moved her gaze from Alan's face to look at the rabbit corpse.

　　"The teeth of a forest snake are hollow and it likes blood, but this corpse still has blood. This does not conform to the hunting habits of a forest snake."

　　Alan stretched out his hand and stroked the fur on the rabbit's neck. Tiny pieces of ice turned into ice chips and fell around him.

　　"It's the mucus of a forest snake. It's competing with me for food. Normally, the forest snake should suck the blood first, but it seems to prefer flesh and blood."

　　Rudy tilted his head.

　　"Uncle?"

　　Alan ignored him and squeezed the rabbit corpse again. Looking at the blood which was not very sticky, he made a judgment after exchanging a glance with Paul.

　　"There is no lack of water in the body. There are gathering places of monsters near running water."

　　Rudy blinked.

　　"Isn't that right? Of course there's no shortage of water when it snows, right?"

　　Hearing this, Alan reached out and stirred the blood on the ground and said to Rudy.

　　"Replenishing water by eating snow requires eating small amounts multiple times. Eating a lot at once will cause severe hypothermia and sudden death. Monsters have brains and are not stupid. But this rabbit's blood is not thick at all, proving that it replenished a large amount of living water at once a few hours ago, and not by eating snow."

　　Alan turned to look at Paul, who was looking towards the forest with a serious expression.

　　"Well, uncle, do you have any clues?"

　　Under Roltz's slightly solemn gaze, Paul pointed his finger toward the depths of the dense forest in the northeast, his voice a little hoarse.

　　"Twenty kilometers away, there is a valley with a geothermal lake."

　　He turned to look at Allen, and after hesitating for a while, he asked.

　　"Are you really going?"

　　Alan smiled with his eyes narrowed.

　　"This is the quickest way to solve the problem once and for all. Staying here for a whole winter is not a good idea. If I get worn out like you, uncle, and the monster tide hasn't receded by then, it will be troublesome."

　　As soon as these words fell, Rudy, who was still a little confused, reacted and his face turned pale.

　　Why are there so many monsters coming? That's because they multiplied too much last year. So was Alan's repulsion effective?

　　No effect.

　　The number of kills was far from enough, the monster simply misjudged Allen's attack as some kind of natural disaster.

　　They will come back.

　　Then Alan's meaning was clear: instead of passively staying in this bad weather and waiting for the monsters to come again, it would be better to take advantage of this time when he has the most energy -

　　If we kill the monsters at the most concentrated gathering point and use the 'avalanche crash' a few more times, we may kill more monsters than if we wait here for more than ten days or even a month. But the killing range of Alan's move is not that large, not as good as a large-scale magic. Wait, wouldn't we kill more monsters if we use magic?

　　Thinking of this, Rudy finally realized why Allen had to pretend to explain for so long. He stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head to look at Allen.

　　Alan looked at Rudy with sparkling eyes.

　　Allen has spread out the map of Yan State for too long.

　　Rudy instantly understood the meaning of Allen's expression, and he opened his mouth with difficulty trying to struggle again.

　　"I've never killed a monster before. I'm still a few months away from turning seven."

　　Alan smiled brightly back at him.

　　"What a coincidence, it's my first time too."

　　Rudy was stunned.

　　Afterwards, Paul and Roltz discussed for a long time and decided that this time they had to do this to clear out the monsters. If they dragged their feet again this year, or retreated further to ensure they had the energy to engage in a defensive tug-of-war, then there would be another wave of monsters next year, and the number of monsters would definitely be more than this year.

　　The two initially agreed to Allen's suggestion.

　　But they were still worried about letting a few "children" accomplish this task alone, so they decided to have Paul accompany the group.

　　But this decision brings up a new problem: who will be in charge of the protective net at the edge of the forest?

　　Under such circumstances, Paul and Senis, as the former S-level adventurer team's main C and main healer, would definitely be more suitable for one person to hold the line on each side.

　　But Senis needed to look after the children.

　　Therefore, the final plan is as follows:

　　Wait for the monster to come next time, and after repelling it, immediately remove the protective net, retreat to the outskirts of the forest, and set up the net in a position where the villagers can barely cope.

　　Then

　　Taking advantage of the monster's breathing time.

　　Take to the opponent's lair and strangle them.

　　Staffing:

　　Senior swordsman, Paul——leads the way.

　　Water Saint, Allen - flank cover, protection function.

　　Hunter, Roltz - scout, logistical support, road recorder.

　　Senior magician, Sylphy, Water Saint magician, Rudy——Middle abdomen, firepower output.

　　Finally, three hours later, the monster attacked again.

　　This time, with the help of Rudy's magic, the monsters retreated even faster.

　　Dismantle the net, retreat, and re-tie the net.

　　Everything went according to plan.

　　In the afternoon, the wind and snow died down, and the sun dyed the white snow in the forest golden.

　　The hunting team sets off.

　　Please help with some investment.

　　(End of this chapter)

Chapter 70: What is at the bottom of the mountain?

　　The sun was already hovering over the hills.

　　After an hour of rapid march, the gradually dimming sunlight shone on the faces of everyone in the hunting team, and their solemn expressions almost overflowed from their expressions.

　　Allen, Paul and his group were standing on a tall tree. Monsters kept jumping up from under the tree, but before they could reach them, they were cut into pieces by the sword light that swept through the air.

　　The red snow beneath the trees was dark and filthy.

　　On the side of the trees, the mountains cascade down along the ridges on both sides, and what comes into view is a deep valley.

　　The valley was surrounded by rugged peaks, and the only passage to the outside world was a "pocket" with a small opening. The crowd was on the hillside of this only opening.

　　Looking down the mountainside into the valley, there was overflowing silver water, which constantly created waves and dazzled everyone's eyes.

　　As Alan stared with narrowed eyes, the scene in the valley became clear.

　　The surging waves beat against the bottom of the valley and rushed towards where the few people were.

　　That was not a stream of water, but a dense mass of monsters. The monsters came one after another, and the snow beneath them flew into the air.

　　Alan looked at the small, calm puddle in the middle of the valley that blended into the sea of ​​monsters. That was the geothermal lake that Paul mentioned.

　　Rudy and Sylphy's faces were already pale.

　　"It seems we have been discovered. Monsters are flocking here."

　　"That's obvious."

　　As Alan spoke, he swung the blade in his hand, turning the monster that was climbing up the tree trunk into bloody foam.

　　They had encountered several groups of monsters ten minutes ago, and when they arrived at the valley of the geothermal lake, the monsters continued to attack them.

　　Obviously, they had been discovered long ago.

　　Alan looked at Paul, who had a serious expression on his face.

　　"There are more monsters than we thought, but it's a good thing we were discovered."

　　Rudy looked at Allen in horror and was about to refute when he heard Paul's voice in his ear.

　　"In a sense, it is."

　　There was a stunned look on his face.

　　"What do you mean by feeling like being discovered is a good thing?"

　　Alan pointed his finger at the dense tide of monsters pouring into the valley, then turned to look at Rudy.

　　"What's at the bottom of the mountain?"

　　Rudy's eyes widened. He subconsciously felt that this line sounded familiar, but at this point he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

　　"The bottom of the mountain? The monster's lair?"

　　"The bottom of the mountain is our goal. Now, even without us reaching their lair, the monsters are constantly attacking the hillside. In this case..."

　　His words were still ringing in Rudy's ears, but his steps were already beyond the tree trunk.

　　Alan suddenly fell off the tree trunk, and Rudy was so scared that he hurriedly looked down following Alan's figure.

　　But he was seen stepping into the gap among the monsters on the ground under the tree, and casually swinging the blade beside his body.

　　The knife speed is very slow.

　　But powerful enough!

　　Instantly! Layers of air waves swept out from under his feet! They undulated in a ripple-like manner and swept around.

　　The monster was blown into pieces by the wind and flew aside, along with the second half of his sentence, which fell into Rudy's ears and exploded in his heart.

　　"We don't even have to get close to the target. We just need to hold this hillside and kill all the monsters that come rushing in to complete the plan. Isn't that a good thing, Rudy?"

　　Paul squinted at Allen's figure, and the fatigue on his face seemed to have dissipated a lot. He jumped off the tree trunk with a smile, turned his head and spoke to Rudy above his head.

　　"Rudy, change the plan! Change the attack formation to a defensive formation. Alan and I will strangle the attacking monsters, and you will release magic on the tree to suppress the monsters with firepower. The duration is one hour! By then, we can decide whether to leave or continue to strangle the monsters based on your physical strength, magic power, and the number of monsters killed! Don't be afraid. Although there are many monsters, they are all of low level. In one hour, Alan and I will have enough physical support to lead you out."

　　Rudy was stunned for a moment before he realized that they were not in the woods outside the village just now - Paul and Allen needed to take into account the protective net, the villagers, and the village outside the forest. They had to defend their position to the death and were therefore restricted in their actions. This made it seem a bit "difficult" to clear out the monsters.

　　But the situation now is - several people are in a valley far away from the village. Without the village's protective network and villagers as "hostages", for Alan and Paul, dealing with a group of D-level monsters is just like two human lawn mowers walking in the park to mow the grass. If it weren't for the issue of lawn mower fuel consumption, they could even completely flatten the so-called monster tide in the valley with just the two of them.

　　One was a senior swordsman from a third-rate school, a former S-class adventurer who was in charge of attacking the enemy. What kind of maze had he not seen? And in the maze, there were many scenes of monster tides.

　　One was a newly minted Water Saint Swordsman. Rudy still remembered that after Paul and Allen competed a few months ago, he didn't even touch the corner of the other's clothes. Afterwards, when Paul made a solemn guess and Allen nodded in agreement, he was deeply shocked by the native genius of the sword and magic world.

　　What is there to worry about?

　　Monster tide?

　　It's just a little bit of wind and frost.

　　At most, in an hour, Allen and Paul could still take a few people and run away, right? Could these D-level monsters still stop these two people?

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