After a full nightâs rest, we ventured out as soon as dawn broke and followed the Goblinsâ trail from yesterday to locate their lairs. With our keen sense of smell, we picked up the trail even if their tracks disappeared at regular intervals, while the Werecat warriors fortified their defenses and proceeded carefully behind us. Since we were focused on tracking their scent, we left it to them to take care of any monsters we encountered.
Various scents remained near their living spaces.
If one was at a certain distance from the lair, then they would be able to smell the different scents mixed in the air.
Thus, after less than half a dayâs travel with a brief lunch break in between, we found the Goblinâs lair before sunset, but⊠just as I suspected, not a single soul was left.
Their base of operations was a place that followed a tributary flowing in the vicinity of Lucua village, and at some distance from there, several burrows were dug into the sloping interior of the depression formed near the river.
âGurua, guruuonâŠâ (Chief, it looks like they escapedâŠ)
However, it was troubling that among the scents we picked up, one belonged to a human female.
It might be a captured adventurer or something, but it meant that they had a way to breed.
The Werecat warriors grouped themselves in threeâs and checked each burrow, but they all came up empty-handed.
âSir Wallace, thereâs nothing here.â
â⊠Looks like they gave us the slip.â
âArcher, canât we chase them?â
I shook my head sideways at Liz who cutely tilted her head.
Kobolds have an excellent sense of smell, which means that we are highly sensitive to the different scents in the air. However, it does not mean that we could pick up scents from far away.
Of course, it is highly effective when we could pinpoint a location like the Goblinsâ dwelling space, but the four of us and a dozen or so Werecat warriors couldnât chase after the Goblins when we did not even know which direction they went. In the end, it was clear that we had to use human-wave tactics if we wanted to go after themâŠ
âAavaa, garuuuâŠâ (Archer, this isâŠ!)
âKuon.â (Big brother.)
I understood right away what my sister and the others were trying to say. Judging from the lairâs layout and the way it was dug, there was a high chance that our brethren, in other words, Kobolds, originally lived here.
Itâs hard to tell with the thick scent of the Goblins, but there were also places where the faint scent of dogmen lingered. So they drove out our brethren from this village and made it their base of operations, huhâŠ
(We could move the settlement here in case of an emergency, but⊠itâs also a place that was once attacked.)
As I thought about it, I looked around and saw that the Werecats had started making preparations for camping under Wallaceâs orders. The black-haired, cat-eared gentleman came over in my direction as soon as he noticed my gaze. With that appearance, it was hard to believe that he was already a father in his late thirties.
âMr. Archer, I was thinking we should make camp today, but only if it is alright with you? Weâre fine traveling after the sun sets, but everyone seems exhausted from all that walking already.â
In addition to my response, I nodded so that Wallace could get the message. After Buster and Dagger went out to procure dinner, Lancer and I sat at the entrance of one of the lairs and watched the Werecatsâ encampment.
âKuruaan garuuoaan?â (I wonder where the guys that originally lived here went?)
âGuruoh, woguu wauaoanâŠâ (Yeah, they couldâve headed to the east or north for all we knowâŠ)
From here, the Werecatâs village of Lucua is in the west, while the Elveâs territory is in the south, so they have no choice but to go further east or to head north.
(If they headed north, I hope they donât get in trouble with the other guysâŠ)
âAh, there you are. Archer, can I have a minute?â
Liz came over, her tail swinging out of her pleated skirt. As she crouched down in front of us, I automatically took out my slate pencil from the leather pouch on my waist.
âWell, itâs about the reward we talked about at the start, butâŠâ
Come to think of it, we did talk about thatâŠ
Although her species interacts with humans, their village is still located in the middle of the forest and maintains a certain distance from the people. They are an existence that serves as a middle ground between humans and demi-humans, so to speak.
As Liz looked at me with upturned eyes, I thought for a bit and started to write.
âI would like you to provide skilled support to our settlement.â
âYou want skilled support?â
âI would like to borrow some tools for agriculture, carpentry, and blacksmithing, and a few werecats who have skills in those areas.â
âArcher, those are things out of my capacityâŠâ
With a troubled expression, she flattened her ears and looked down as she was at a loss for words.
âThen ask Wallace about it. That guy understands the price of risking oneâs life to fight.â
âMmmu, Iâm also a soldier, so I understand it too, thatâs why I was worried about what you were going to sayâ
âWell, Iâm sorry to have to ask you to do this in the absence of the village chief, but please take care of it.â
It might have been to our advantage that the person-in-charge had fled to Wyald village to ask for reinforcements. Thanks to that, Wallace, the head of the warriors, currently headed Lucua village.
We fought together, so he would consider my request.
Anyway, inviting a blacksmith was a problem since there was no way to procure iron ore for them to use. However, the Steele river was named as such because of its âironâ deposits, so we should be able to get some fine quality iron sand.
However, once we started blacksmithing, we would need charcoal, which would lead us to cut more trees in the forest. Well, as long as itâs only for our own use, then it would be no problem, but⊠as one of the beasts that live in the forest, we must not forget to be considerate towards nature.
We returned to the village of Lucua the next day and received some of the farming and carpentry tools, and a small amount of iron ore. Accompanying us back to the settlement were Joseph and Grimer, who would instruct us on how to handle the tools, and Barrack, who was actually a Blacksmithâs son.