The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

29. Attitude to Appreciate Miracles [ 1 ] (Review edited)

29.

“… You mean you interacted with outsiders?”

“Yes… ….”

Renemy sniffed and spat out the words. Zer Pied lowered her moans as if he couldn’t understand them. He said it was hard to believe, considering that as soon as he met Esilia, he showered him with arrows.

“… I thought you guys shot and killed every outsider with an arrow.”

“What…… ?”

Renemie stopped sniffing after hearing what Death Knight had to say and looked at him as if she was bewildered. It was a pretty cute face, but it looked a little funny because it was covered in tears and runny nose like now. With the sound of snoring, Renemie muttered.

“Heung… ! Yah… ! That was too bad… ! We’re not some Southern Continent kids, we’re not just going out shooting and killing people who see outsiders! It’s a little bit, but I do it when I interact!”

Fortunately, Renemie didn’t arouse Zerpied’s doubts any further. A word fell from her mouth. It was one of the most melancholy words I had ever heard from Renemie. Her words ran down her along with her tears.

“Until they betray us….”

A few drops of tears seeped into the darkness.

A few tears fell into the darkness, but Renee didn’t care. Because there was something more important in the darkness than the pain that ached flesh. After several times confronting her pain and struggles, Rene Mier finally pulled her hand out of her deep knot.

Renee Mie let out a joyful exclamation as she removed her hand. After looking at what he was holding in his hand for a long time, Renee Mie let out a weak moan as if she finally noticed that his flesh was being rubbed. It wasn’t that she didn’t mind, she didn’t seem to feel any pain.

“Ouch…… !”

“Oh, that’s a pretty big blue cap mushroom. Miss Renemie.”

Rene Mie heard her voice and turned her head in the direction she came from. A human male was staring at her. The man, who appeared to be in his mid-to-late 20s, smiled and held out his hand to Renée Mie. Rene Mie also smiled along with her man and took his hand.

With the help of her man, Rene Mie raised her body and handed him some of her green cap mushrooms she was holding. Her man sent her thanks, the look in her eyes, and began examining the mushrooms she had given her.

“It’s brilliant, the blue color looks like it cut and pasted part of the sky. If it is this color, it will be effective even if you apply the juice immediately to the traumatic wound without decoction.”

After looking through the mushrooms, he said. Then, in surprise, she asked him.

“That much? Surpen?”

Shurpen smiled and replied.

“Yes. By the way, Ms. Renemier, don’t you think you can’t distinguish the healing effect of different colors yet? You talked so confidently before you came here.”

Renee Mier rolled her eyes in embarrassment. She scratched one side of her cheek shyly and replied to Shure Pen.

“… Yep, this is probably the first time I’ve been collecting them. The reality is very different from what I thought.”

“Yes, I had a lot of trouble when I first went out to gather.”

“Shurpen, you?”

Renee Mie looked in disbelief and asked him back. There was even her doubts in her eyes that she sent. Receiving her eyes, Shure Pen laughed out loud once and said to her.

“Come to think of it, did Miss Renemie just become an adult this year? Oh, excuse me. Well, that’s why you must have been gathering for the first time today. Sorry. I’ve seen it so often in the village for the past three years that I’m confused… Still, you are better than me. As expected, I couldn’t keep up with the movements of the elves who made the Great Forest their home.”

She felt more deeply embarrassed at her compliments that came one after another. As she rolled her eyeballs faster than before, she came up with a good idea. He decided to respond to her praise.

“Well, what do you do when you move fast? Actually, it was you and your companions who taught us about the various ways this blue cap mushroom can be used as a medicine.”

Hearing that, Shure Pen laughed out loud again.

“Ha ha ha! Well, because of the environment in the Great Forest, the types of injuries are not limited. Outside the Great Forest, where the environment and situation are diverse, a variety of traumas occur. And, what if you know how? It was Miss Renemier and her people who made me climb this tree and told me that many green cap mushrooms grow naturally inside the trees of the Great Forest.”

It was her complete defeat. She had no more words to respond to her praise, which was sure to drive in a wedge. Because of this, she had to take a method commonly used by those whose embarrassment reached its peak. She turned her blushing face away from Shurfen and blew her whistle. Seeing her turn her head, Shur Pen smiled.

“If everyone is embarrassed, could you drop me off?”

From his words, Renemie knew he and he had reached the end of the branch. Just as she had come up here, Rene Mie tied the rope that connected her to him, and with a light movement she climbed down the tree trunk and landed on the branch below her.

After going down, she signaled from below to let him know that they were all down. Shure Pen nodded her head. The next moment, he made a seemingly reckless attempt. He jumped right down. As befits a giant tree in the great forest, the distance between the top branch and the bottom branch was far, and he had to be embraced by the air in an instant. What awaited me next was a kiss with a hard branch.

Fortunately, the violent kiss with the branch did not happen. He was hanging dangling in the air. Turning his head, he could see Rene Mie smiling confidently beside him. With Renemie’s help, Surfen landed on a branch. Renemie rode down first, putting a rope across the protrusion of the tree trunk. The stretched rope was holding him tight.

Renemie untied the rope that had been tied to him and began to retrieve it with a few movements. Having retrieved her line, when she turned around, she could see people walking on the other side of the branches. They were a group of orcs, trolls, and gnomes. Rene Mie waved his hand as it was a familiar look. They were Shure Pen’s companions.

A few elves were walking behind Shurefen and the others. Rene Mier smiled broadly and shook his hand. He waved to both the party and the elves, but Renemie’s welcome was more focused on the latter. Because the latter included her parents.

Rene Mie Even though she is now an adult, she ran like a child and was hugged by her parents. Surpen’s party, who had been walking in front of her, avoided her body to let her pass. Her parents said they couldn’t help it, stroked her hair, and approached Shure Pen and his friends. Her father asked.

“Did you collect this today? Mr. Shurepen?”

“Yes, Mr. Telsire. As you can see the color is very nice. That the effect is good. How did it go? I hope my party didn’t bother me.”

At his joke, the party behind him shook their heads, wrinkled their brows, or laughed as if they were ridiculous. Telsire laughed out loud and opened the bag to show the blue cap mushrooms she had collected. About two-thirds of the large bag was filled with green cap mushrooms. The colors of all the hats were not as fine as the ones Renemier had just collected, but they were of considerable size. Seeing this, Surpen burst into admiration.

“The size is enormous, isn’t this better than what we gathered? At this size, they’re three times the size of other mushrooms, so I’m sure they can be used a few times. It is also the . Because the trees are big, the mushrooms that grow there are also huge.”

“What should I do if the size is big, the effect should be good. If the efficacy is good, can’t you process it into a better medicine from the outside and receive it? Only then can we bring in food and materials through trade.”

“Don’t worry. As I said, it has a high value as a medicinal material only when it is brightly colored, but if it is large, it will be good for places where there are a large number of trauma patients, such as the garrison.”

The last person to speak was a gnome, one of the party. The gnome, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, was stroking his beard as he burned his pipe. Shure Pen nodded his head at those words and continued.

“More than that… What did you say? As I said before, I think we need to go deeper into the forest than here to expand the scale of the transaction…. What do you think, chieftain? ?”

Hearing that, Telsire put on a puzzled expression.

“I had a conversation with my brother about that part. My older brother seemed not to like it very much. To be honest… I think it’s better to collect only to this depth.

Even now, holes are drilled in the bark of giant trees to facilitate gathering… I would like to avoid expanding this further. It’s our home for the future, isn’t it a bit strange to randomly transform it?”

A young troll man, who was listening to him, wrinkled his brow in dissatisfaction with his opinion and said a little brusquely.

“Oh no, if you transform it, how much do you want to transform it? Hey, Mr. Telsire. This “Great Forest of Giant Trees” Is vast. Would you put ‘Daesamrim’ in your name for nothing? If we add just a few dozen trees to the one hundred trees we have drilled holes in, will anything special happen to this vast forest?”

The troll couldn’t keep up with his words. It was because Shurefen raised his hand to stop him. The troll pursed his lips as if he had more to say, but he shut his mouth. As the troll looked at Shur Pen, Shur Pen nodded his head. And he started talking.

“Is that so… Then there is nothing you can do.”

“… Please understand. It’s a matter of life on our side….”

“What… It’s all like that. It’s a matter of our lives, too.”

Telsere wanted to ask what exactly that meant. But he couldn’t ask. What came out of his mouth was not a question, but a tearing scream. Shurfen’s bazzlad dug deeper and deeper into his right flank.

A scream mixed with tears erupted from the mouth of René Mie, who was waiting for the story of his father and Shure Pen to end. The same was true of her own, as well as the mouths of her other elves.

Telseir gasped and fell to the floor. Surfen touched him with the tips of his toes, then grabbed his hair and pulled him towards himself. Bazlad’s sharp blade touched the nape of his neck. The elves who were about to come running stopped.

“It’s good that you understand the situation quickly. Yes, if you run further, this man’s shoulders might finally be able to let go of the heavy load on them. From now on, only the people I call will come closer.”

Those whom Shurefen called were young elves who had just become adults. Four or five young elves approached him, lined up one after the other with tears in their eyes. Among them, of course, Renemy was also included.

They shook their hands as if they wanted to do something right away, but with the chief’s younger brother being held hostage, there was nothing they could do with little experience. When Shur Fen nodded, he opened the bottle the gnome had and poured some liquid into him one after another, as if waiting.

The young elves who were hit by the liquid frowned. Renemie’s turn at the end drew closer. Rene Mier held back tears, biting his lip and yelling at Shure Pen.

“This is… what are you doing all of a sudden…… !! What did we do… ! What have we done to you… !!!”

At those words, a loud laugh spread through the middle of Shurefen’s party. It was ridicule. An orc male who seemed to be about her inexorable age spoke back to her in a stern voice.

“What did you do? Didn’t I tell you earlier? Is it that hard to give away a few dozen trees? You know that. That mushrooms grow into quality ones from deeper places. We are originally merchants.

Because of this precious thing that is used as a medicine for trauma, many places call it here and there. I must have heard the rumors, not only from the Central Continent, but also from other continents.”

The troll giggled.

“But that stuffy chief doesn’t listen to me at all when I say let’s expand the scale. No, but honestly, when did we say we were taking everything? As the scale increases, if we make more money, you guys can get better materials and better groceries. How long will you live picking and eating the fruit of the tree? It’s not like you have to eat meat too.”

Shurfen smiled.

“That’s right. This isn’t even a few hundred years ago. The drows also come out and believe in the Holy Spirit, but isn’t it time for you to change? That’s why we’re giving you a little help. To help with change. And as I said, it is also a matter related to how we eat and live. We ask for your understanding.”

Renemie gritted her teeth. It was just a lame excuse. The authors, whom I believed to be close friends after interacting with each other for several years, were people who knew nothing but greed. Seeing her like that, her gnome giggled and held her bottle up high. The moment she tried to spray her liquid on her, her gnome flew away. The bottle he was carrying rolled over her twigs.

Renemie raised her head at the sudden situation. It was her mother who pushed her gnome away. Taking advantage of a brief gap, the elves who had been watching from behind began to attempt a counterattack. Surpen spat out a curse.

“Sir….”

Bazlad’s blade decapitated the man he was holding. Renemy screamed. The cleric, mixed with the rushing elves, ran towards her father. Surpen didn’t miss it.

“Aim for the clergy first!”

The orc threw the tomahawk he was wearing around his waist, measuring the distance. A middle-aged female clergyman reaching out to her father, Rene Mie, was hit in the side with an ax and collapsed with a moan. Rene Mie burst into her weeping once again.

The situation was against the elves. Unexpected that this would happen, they had simple tools for self-defense and tools for gathering. On the other hand, as if they planned this from the beginning, they were holding a weapon for killing.

But Renemie stood up nonetheless. Her anger enveloped her. She wanted to do something for those damn people who did that to her father. Her mother stopped her from doing so. Her mother, who blocked her with her whole body, muttered with the shape of her mouth.

‘Go and ask for help.’

Her mother pushed her hard. She realized as her mother’s sad expression faded from her sight. That her own parents are trying to save her. The last thing she saw of her mother was her being struck down by a troll’s sword.

She couldn’t land properly and rolled over her branch. Her chapped skin was sore. Grabbing her throbbing leg, she stood up. Limping on her knees, she ran. The tears that fell down my cheeks seeped into the darkness in the thick shadows of the branches.