Chapter 303 – The Reverberation of Flowers

ㅡ Tak Tak Tak Tak!!!

An unexpected chase is unfolding in the middle of the dense jungle.

Copson and I kept our pace and ran relentlessly. Whatever it is, if you don’t evade the dryads, something damn unpleasant will happen.

ㅡ Sissisit.
ㅡSis sis sis.
ㅡ Sisit Sisit.

“Those female bitches!”
“Damn it!”

These dryad seafarms chased after us, mocking us endlessly.

No, the expression ‘chasing after’ is not correct. They are just running moderately, keeping pace with our movements in a state of encircling us.

ㅡ Sissisit.

I don’t know if anything else, but that fucking laugh was driving people crazy. The ability to scratch the insides of the crazy hwain puppies who have lived only in the jungle was unmatched.

“Damn it! Which way are we going!”

Copson, who had been running all the way, shouted.

In fact, it will be the same wherever you go.
Because it is a jungle where the scenery is the same in all directions.

But there is no other way than to run.

You can’t just stand still and be completely surrounded. Giving up maneuver is the same as giving up fighting. We had no choice but to run already.

— Sisit.

The dryads ran slowly when we slowed down, and ran fast again when we sped up, and if we went to a place with less cover, they would openly reveal themselves and insult us.

If I suddenly swerve to cut a few guys, I could do nothing but run a marathon because I ran away at a very high speed.

Because they are so fast, even if you try to break through and cut them with a desperate will, you can’t.

And… These bastards.

It is growing.

It seems like I keep calling my friends from somewhere.

“Kuhh…!”

Despite having sufficient speed control, Copson’s speed gradually slows down. I’m still fine, but he’s slowly reaching his limit.

“Hey. Let’s run more slowly.”
“It’s fucking hard…!”

ㅡHa! Ha!

Breathing is rough. I gradually lowered my running speed to run with him.

Hehe, this bastard knew how to gamble normally, but he neglected his physical training his, yes.”

He smiled and showed a relaxed look. If one kid starts to break down here, the interaction of panic can really get fucked.

“Damn it. If only I could go back alive, I’m thinking of giving up this fucking gamble and focusing on self-discipline!”
“Yes, to do that, you have to come out alive. Let’s run slowly.”
“Whoa. I see. It looks like they’re chasing us at our own pace.”

ㅡHelp.

Copson adjusted his pace, glancing left and right. Unbeknownst to him, the occasional naked women would give him strength.

The relentless chase continued indefinitely.

The jungle was endless, and we couldn’t even tell which direction we were running. I just endured the sound of laughter as I crossed the same landscape.

ㅡSissy sissit!
ㅡSissit sisit!
ㅡSissysit!

“…”

To test it once, I lowered my running speed to an alert level, and the dryads reacted immediately and let out ferocious cries, narrowing the siege to the extreme.

These bitches… No way.

They have been pressuring me to ‘keep the running speed above the proper line’. It seemed that he was thinking of draining all of our stamina.

That’s terrible.

They are playing as they intended.

Are these babies not tired?

Were they originally monsters with good stamina like this? Humanity, originally the lord of all things, is a being that can be said to be the pinnacle of endurance, but I didn’t think that such power would exist in the poor bodies of these Chinese bitches.

It’s another world, so let’s move on.

“Big…”

I’m getting tired too No matter how much he is called Kim Katt, his power his is not infinite because this place is not the land of Jungwon… God damn it!

ㅡKahak!

Copson was halfway through, already sweating profusely. The glossy hair that had been shining brilliantly despite the hardships had now turned into something resembling golden seaweed.

I immediately supported him.

“Go first, barbarian!”
“That’s far-fetched bullshit.”

Copson gasped for breath and suddenly started talking nonsense.

Hehe, if it continues like this, both of them will die. Perhaps it’s because they were born as barbarians, so they have good stamina…! Ha, ha… I should have been born as a barbarian too.”
“It’s a bear’s bread cub until I’m so bad. Let’s not breathe.”
“Kheu… Who said Gombo!”

Since it stopped for a moment, the dryads roared fiercely again and urged them to run again.

ㅡSaah!
ㅡShaaaaa!!!

“Shut up, you fucking bastards.”

They were almost naked beauties, but those roaring with their fangs exposed were just monsters. No matter how much you lick your breasts and secretly reveal your inner flesh, you are nothing but a monster.

I am terribly afraid.

Ever since I was a child, I had extremely avoided talking about monsters in human form. Why would a monster take a human form? It was done that way to make it easier to catch people. Mangtae’s grandfather is a typical example.

“We die together even if we search, and we live together even if we live.”

The Heavenly Demon never abandons a friend.

Hehe. Thank you for your words. As expected, it is not wrong to say that barbarians value friendship.”
“Where the hell did you get that rumor from? Let’s go anyway.”

Since it was still stopped, the dozens of dryads showed signs of rushing at once, so they started the marathon again.

What is their purpose?
Are you simply aiming for depletion of stamina?
Or lure…?

I can’t know.

ㅡ Tak Tak Tak Tak.

It was a time when I was just running frantically in the state of a maniac.

ㅡHwaa!

In an instant, I arrived at a fairly wide and open space.

It is not a place densely packed with large trees and plants, but a space that feels like a straight plain in the middle of the jungle.

“Is this…?”
“This place?”

A space as if separated from the jungle.

Clearings and jungles. Along the border, trees grow like a wall.

It’s a place that looks like something artificially created… There’s a place like this? The grass trampled on the floor was short enough to grow only below the calves, and all kinds of colorful flowers and mysterious vines grew around it.

It is not a brutal jungle, but a paradise of something.

“A dryad?”

The dryad that had been chasing us fiercely had also disappeared somewhere. I couldn’t hear their mean laughter or even the sound of breaking through the bushes.

“…Are they not chasing you anymore? Let’s take a break for now.”
“Good.”

ㅡWhoops! Under! After! Under!

We calmed our throbbing hearts as we breathed frantically to supply the lack of oxygen. And at the same time as drinking water from the canteen, he chewed and swallowed jerky to recover energy.

The series of processes took about 5 minutes, but the dryads did not appear.

“Hmm, strange… It’s a good thing. Of course, it’s a good thing, but the guys who were chasing me like that aren’t chasing them anymore?”
“I mean? Could it be that you can’t come in here?”
“There’s a possibility that it’s a taboo space for them… It doesn’t seem strange to have such a culture because it looks intelligent.”

Taboo.

Other than that, the scenery is quite beautiful.

If dryads, who are natural monsters, liked it, they would have liked it, but it was a landscape that was unlikely to dislike it. Because of the beautiful flowers blooming all over the place, it was almost mistaken for a noble lady’s garden.

In the center of the garden there was something like a very thick column of vines, about four meters tall, covered with mysterious and strange leaves.

Light green vines gather together to form a sort of altar-like shape… Something suspicious. A structure in the middle of a garden that appeared in such an unexpected place?

It felt kind of ominous.

“Hey, Barbarian. That’s…”
“Uh… I’m watching too.”

Will it just pop out like this?

However, I thought that if I left this place, the dryad’s pursuit would begin again.

“I think you’d better not get too close.”
“I agree with you, fuck.”

You should never go near anything suspicious like that. Honestly, I’d love to get right out of this reluctant garden… But let’s compromise a bit.

Copson and I sat down on a mostly grassy area with no dangerous looking flowers to rest and slowly regained our strength from hitting the ground.

“Whoa, I think I’m going to live because I’m resting… It’s a relief that it’s still daytime. If it’s nighttime, there won’t be an answer.”
“Yes. I’ll have to do something before night comes…”

In the worst case, you may have to ignite a fire using the hwaseob and oil that you always keep in your pouch to cause a fire and break through the bow.

Of course, that would put us in extreme danger as well. If a fire breaks out in a jungle like this, the damage will never be out of control.

Starting a wildfire is a last resort.
Maybe, I might be able to blackmail with this fire.

If the Dryads had an understanding of fire.

That’s how I took a break while enjoying jokes about death with Copson. Once I made up my mind to fuck everything and rest, my mind and body were quite stable.

In a yard that has already been fucked, is there anything more to be fucked up?

Even the dryads would be wary of fire if they had heads.
Of course, if that were true, we would be roasted whole.

Hehe, so I gave them all and defeated them.”
“Were the Mutuga guys that weak?”
“I’m strong, you bastard.”
“I had thoughts of joining the Mutu guild… But after hearing the story of the barbarian, it seems to disappear. Clink.”

If there was alcohol here, it would have had quite a taste. Copson also unraveled the story of where he had gone and worked, and boosted his own morale by using a speech method that added lessons about it.

By recalling past experiences, it is a self-buff for self-confidence. As we talked happily, my dark thoughts changed to positive ones too.

It was at such a time.

—Slurreuk.

“Hmm? The sound…”

— Sarak.

At the sudden sound, we jumped up and put our backs together to form a square. “What are you talking about?” “Wait.” Look all around while sharing opinions.

The identity of the sound was a huge vine in the middle of the garden.

The sound came as the large leaves surrounding the vine slowly began to open.

“Do the leaves… Move by themselves?”
“Barbarian. Won’t you run away first? It’s fucking uneasy.”

As I thought about whether or not to jump, the leaves completely opened, revealing the secret inside. Altar. According to my first impression, the vine was an altar to something.

—Sararak.

From inside, what appeared to be a person walked out.

“Uh, huh?”
“…Beauty?”

Slowly inside of it. Stretching out her long legs, she stepped down the steps of the vines that had formed. It was, as Copson said, a beauty.

Dryad?

…Not.

First of all, the skin color was not light green, but the same color as that of a human… Could it be that it was human? Maybe a forest witch?

Her red hair her, like melted roses, was long and splendid enough to drag on the floor, and her voluptuous breasts her did not reach that of Winia, but because of the poor vegetable clothing, all but the nipples were exposed.

ㅡHe is tall.

It seems that he is about one head taller than me, who is almost 180 cm tall. Even at a rough estimate, it was a tall figure that looked closer to 2 Meda… It finally stepped on the floor of the garden.

—Slurreuk.

Then, flowers rose from the ground.
Could this baby be a deer god…?

ㅡ…?

She was walking slowly and stopped when she saw us.

She didn’t measure up to Claudia, but she was a fatal beauty indeed.

She seemed to be full of flair, and was wearing long green boots and, of course, long gloves, probably made of plants.

And the lower half of the body is exposed.

On the topic of covering the nipples… You said you weren’t wearing panties? Long boots and long gloves? Judging by his maniac appearance of her, he was not 100 % human.

“…Barbarian. There’s a story floating around all the time. Would you like to hear it?”

As if drunk, Copson looked at him and said so. I tried to slap her on the back of the head because I thought she was bewitched again, but she decided not to because she couldn’t smell the flowers yet.

“Is that important?”
“Fuck it now, there is no story more important than this.”

ㅡ rattle.

No.

He was shaking
He was not enthralled, but in a state of terror.

“It is said that somewhere in the deep forest… There lives a monster called the Queen of Flowers.”
“…”
“The monster is said to have taken the form of a beauty of unearthly, deadly beauty. To put it briefly, it has long, naked legs… Tall, with a figure that would captivate a man’s heart. They say he has it.”

It’s a low-level story that a cheap minstrel would tell.

“They say the queen’s name is Alraune.”
“Al… Laune?”
“I think—”

It was time for Copson to add an explanation.

—-They are human children.
ㅡCome closer and see.

I heard a warm voice like a spring breeze.

It was Alaune’s voice.