There was still time until he turned thirty. But time was flying. The time would come in the blink of an eye while he was still talking about it. If that happened, Bash would be over. He wouldn’t be able to live outdoors for the rest of his life. The engagement of the Beastmen royal family; the Beastmen Nation would be cheering for this. What kind of Hero or warrior would he be if he couldn’t seize this opportunity? This time, the two were more passionate than ever.
“Which way is it?” After stepping over the cliff and being able to stay on the ground with his two feet, Bash looked around. Despite being excited, he was in the middle of the fog. He only vaguely knew which way was up and which way was down.
“This way! This way! The Red Forest is definitely this way! Trust me and follow me!”
“Sure!”
However, with him there was also a Fairy who was a good scout. Or, if one did not know her well, one would have felt uncomfortable at her untrustworthy words and actions, and would have taken the wrong path. But Bash had known Zell for a long time. Whether in a strange forest under a thunderstorm, in a swamp of corpses, or on a battlefield where angry shouts and sword fights resounded, he had survived by trusting and following Zell’s guidance. That’s why he believed in her and followed her. Sometimes she strayed, but he knew they would reach their destination.
The air was thin and cold, and if it was the season, it would be covered with snow. It was a harsh environment in which a human being would freeze to death in an instant. However, Bash’s steps were light. For the Beastmen Nation, the “Red Forest”, was just around the corner.
“Oh? The fog is lifting!”
At that moment, a strong wind blew. And as if blown by the wind, the fog began to clear. Light shone through the clouds that covered the sky, and the clear sky spread out.
It only lasted a minute or so. The fog around Bash had lifted, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.
“It’s the “arrival in the sky”, huh.”
On the continent of Vastonia, the weather sometimes changed abruptly. When a heavy rain or storm suddenly ceased and the sky cleared, it was called “arrival in the sky”. These events had often occurred in the midst of great battles and had changed the course of history.
Bash, too, had memories of experiencing a few Arrivals in the Sky. Even in that unforgettable decisive battle in the highlands of Lemium, there had been one. But that one was not the product of nature…
“Oh, there! There is the Beastmen’s Forest!” Zell shouted, just as Bash was about to remember a certain someone. Zell pointed in the direction. Just behind. Just below the cliff they had just passed, they could see a red forest. A big forest with bright red leaves, the “Red Forest” of the Beastmen. “Let’s go down the mountain!”
“Okay!” Bash nodded oblivious to the fact that they almost missed it.
This was what always happened when you let Zell lead. In the end, as long as they could get there without so much delay, there was no problem. If Bash was alone, he would never arrive or, when he did, it would be too late.
They started down the steep slope, slipping and sliding. Orcs who knew Bash well would be relieved and disappointed at the same time.
“Mm?” As they descended the slope, Bash suddenly felt a presence and looked back. “…”
Behind him was the peak. In the distance, even with Bash’s eyes, was the peak of the mountain range. There, something was glowing and reflecting light. It was backlit and hard to see, but if you strained your eyes, it looked like someone was there.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. It seems there were other travelers besides us who got lost in the fog.” Bash, however, was an orc. He wasn’t the type to worry about details. He doesn’t care where if at the top there was also someone standing.
“Hmm. I see.” Zell wasn’t one to care about details either.
Still it couldn’t be.
The name of a certain person came to Bash’s mind for a moment, but he quickly denied it. That person was not someone who would be in a place like this at this time, and even if he was here, it was none of Bash’s business.
“Well, let’s go to the checkpoint first! Vamos!”
“Sure!”
And so, the two descended the mountain.
There was still time until he turned thirty. But time was flying. The time would come in the blink of an eye while he was still talking about it. If that happened, Bash would be over. He wouldn’t be able to live outdoors for the rest of his life. The engagement of the Beastmen royal family; the Beastmen Nation would be cheering for this. What kind of Hero or warrior would he be if he couldn’t seize this opportunity? This time, the two were more passionate than ever.
“Which way is it?” After stepping over the cliff and being able to stay on the ground with his two feet, Bash looked around. Despite being excited, he was in the middle of the fog. He only vaguely knew which way was up and which way was down.
“This way! This way! The Red Forest is definitely this way! Trust me and follow me!”
“Sure!”
However, with him there was also a Fairy who was a good scout. Or, if one did not know her well, one would have felt uncomfortable at her untrustworthy words and actions, and would have taken the wrong path. But Bash had known Zell for a long time. Whether in a strange forest under a thunderstorm, in a swamp of corpses, or on a battlefield where angry shouts and sword fights resounded, he had survived by trusting and following Zell’s guidance. That’s why he believed in her and followed her. Sometimes she strayed, but he knew they would reach their destination.
The air was thin and cold, and if it was the season, it would be covered with snow. It was a harsh environment in which a human being would freeze to death in an instant. However, Bash’s steps were light. For the Beastmen Nation, the “Red Forest”, was just around the corner.
“Oh? The fog is lifting!”
At that moment, a strong wind blew. And as if blown by the wind, the fog began to clear. Light shone through the clouds that covered the sky, and the clear sky spread out.
It only lasted a minute or so. The fog around Bash had lifted, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.
“It’s the “arrival in the sky”, huh.”
On the continent of Vastonia, the weather sometimes changed abruptly. When a heavy rain or storm suddenly ceased and the sky cleared, it was called “arrival in the sky”. These events had often occurred in the midst of great battles and had changed the course of history.
Bash, too, had memories of experiencing a few Arrivals in the Sky. Even in that unforgettable decisive battle in the highlands of Lemium, there had been one. But that one was not the product of nature…
“Oh, there! There is the Beastmen’s Forest!” Zell shouted, just as Bash was about to remember a certain someone. Zell pointed in the direction. Just behind. Just below the cliff they had just passed, they could see a red forest. A big forest with bright red leaves, the “Red Forest” of the Beastmen. “Let’s go down the mountain!”
“Okay!” Bash nodded oblivious to the fact that they almost missed it.
This was what always happened when you let Zell lead. In the end, as long as they could get there without so much delay, there was no problem. If Bash was alone, he would never arrive or, when he did, it would be too late.
They started down the steep slope, slipping and sliding. Orcs who knew Bash well would be relieved and disappointed at the same time.
“Mm?” As they descended the slope, Bash suddenly felt a presence and looked back. “…”
Behind him was the peak. In the distance, even with Bash’s eyes, was the peak of the mountain range. There, something was glowing and reflecting light. It was backlit and hard to see, but if you strained your eyes, it looked like someone was there.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. It seems there were other travelers besides us who got lost in the fog.” Bash, however, was an orc. He wasn’t the type to worry about details. He doesn’t care where if at the top there was also someone standing.
“Hmm. I see.” Zell wasn’t one to care about details either.
Still it couldn’t be.
The name of a certain person came to Bash’s mind for a moment, but he quickly denied it. That person was not someone who would be in a place like this at this time, and even if he was here, it was none of Bash’s business.
“Well, let’s go to the checkpoint first! Vamos!”
“Sure!”
And so, the two descended the mountain.
