The Three In One Transmigration

#34 - Monster on Neverhive

In the village of Neverhive at night.

Just as in medieval times, when lights had not been found and darkness was common at night, it was seen in this village that the inhabitants had fallen asleep. The shops and bars that are usually described as open at night on adventure fantasy stories do not apply here. There were only a few militiamen on night patrol carrying torches on the edges of the village.

Meanwhile, Slatanis with his [concealment] spell was monitoring the existence of the village from above while flying with his [divine wings]. With his [night vision] he was able to clearly see the desolate state of the village, and with his [eagle eye] he could magnify his vision so that it became so close. Then with his [eagle eye], he could see a sign that read “welcome to the village of Neverhive.”

“Fuhhh, finally reached the destination,” said Slatanis was relieved.

‘I didn't expect, I could be as reckless as that was .. and luckily I didn't stray, to the extent that the distance that requires 10 days of walking, now I only travel with 2 hours of travel,’ thought Slatanis before finally going down and down.

“Let's find a place to rest first, then go back to continue the journey tomorrow morning,” muttered Slatanis and started walking.

….

Earlier, at Bellwyne Palace, after Slatanis recorded a letter to Roland, he reported his departure to Sasha through his Shade. After that, with a feeling of doubt and with a heavy heart, he just walked out through the balcony while activating his [Divine Wings]. Then with his leisure, he also flew with a relatively low altitude.

With a few thoughts in his head, he could only stare blankly at the night horizon while flying. Then just as he was about to head down the hill, suddenly some horsemen chased after him while throwing him magic.

At first he did not know of the attack because no magic could touch it, until finally the umpteenth attack missed right in front of his face. Slatanis then turned his head down and found that some horse drivers were chasing him. Then, confused as to what to do, while he is currently in a mode where no one else should see, he immediately went down and down while gradually slowing his flight rate to finish them off.

But when his body was already standing vertically, suddenly one of the horsemen fired a very bright eye-lighting magic. Slatanis was immediately blinded for a moment by the magic, while [night vision] was active passively.

He fell, but could still stand on the ground. Some of the riders who witnessed it slowed down their horses while continuing to cast their magic. But none of their magic can hurt or even touch Slatanis, except for the eye-lighting magic.

With a view that is still all white, and with a deep sense of anxiety for not knowing who he is dealing with, he said, Slatanis immediately flew back and chose to escape from his pursuers in a state that was still blind.

…..

It is currently in the village of Neverhive, two hours since the incident.

Slatanis also began to walk in the villages to find lodging, but none of them were open. Even some candle lights are dead in the houses.

“I don't know what time it is, but it seems to be night once,” muttered Slatanis.

He continued walking, to one end of the village.

“Yaps, it looks like it's finished,” said Slatanis while in front of him is a vast wheat field.

‘Fuhh, I'm already grateful enough to be able to reach this village, but the hell time no one is open? Should I tap?’ Slatanis wondered.

“Si-si-who are you?” Suddenly some men with their bonfires shouted from a distance.

“Ah .. finally there are people,” said Slatanis turned towards the mob. “Ah before that,” and he immediately changed his clothes to his more covered and reddish combat clothes.

Slatanis immediately began to walk toward the horde.

“Prepare your shields!” Shouted one of them.

“His eyes lit up ... is he a monster???” Said the other wondering while placing a shield in front of his chest.

“Combine your spears! Get ready!” Shouted one of them.

Now the five militia men are in their ready stance.

“It's nice to meet you guys,” said another.

Then one of those holding a torch suddenly said, “wait .. He looks like a human!”

“Please lower your weapons, I am a human like you!” Terika Slatanis knew for a moment that they had erected a shield wall.

“Hah! He can talk!” The other words seemed to panic.

“He is an already intelligent monster ... which means .. he is already very strong,”.

“Be prepared!!!!”

“Hiyaaaat!!”

All the mailing lists were screaming and about to walk forward.

“[Light ball],” said Slatanis chanting and a bright white light appeared above his head. “Stop, I am a human.”

“Wow, angel,” said one of them was stunned.

“Magic?” The other words were just as stunned, yet a look of relief was plastered on his face.

“Finally ... did the temple send you? Are you a high priestess or even a cleric??” Ask one of them.

“Iya, I am a witch but not from the temple,” Slatanis said.

After hearing that, they saw each other.

“Then, are you from the royal elite army?” Ask one of them.

“Nnngggh, yes ... can be said,” Slatanis said while glancing sideways.

“Hahh~ thank goodness,” said they almost simultaneously with a feeling of relief.

“Welcome to Neverhive,” said one of them approached Slatanis while starting to regret it.

“At last they sent you, after many messengers we sent but no one returned,” said one of the others.

“Before we answer it, let's all go to the house of the village chief,” said one of the militias while inviting Slatanis.

“Oh .. okay,” said Slatanis nodded.

‘OK, buff first while walking just in case,’ thought Slatanis and started walking while muttering giving himself some defensive buff. ‘Hopefully not another Rey.’

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(Aaron, Neverhive village chief)

Arriving in front of a large building in the middle of the village, one of the militias invited Slatanis to enter first.

“This is his home, please,” said another man while the others started knocking on the door.

Soon, a man with long white hair and a white beard opened the door.

“Ryan?” Said the man, the village chief named Aaron.

“Mr Aaron, we have the arrival of a witch from the royal elite forces,” said the man, Ryan.

“Be-really?” Said Aaron directly staring at Slatanis with teary eyes.

‘I feel bad .. Do I have to tell them that I am not from the elite?’ Thought Slatanis was smiling awkwardly.

“Please enter ... please log in,” said Aaron welcome Slatanis in.

‘For now, let's pretend first, for the sake of getting a place to spend the night,’ thought Slatanis.

“Good, thank you,” Slatanis said and started walking into the house.

Then, after sitting together in the hall with a bonfire in the middle, food and drink began to be served.

‘Hahh~ I so want to eat,’ thought Slatanis staring at the food available in front of him.

“Please eat Miss ...,” says Aaron.

“Slatanis .. Call me Slatanis,” Slatanis said.

“Greetings Meet you Miss Slatanis, I am the village head here, and my name is Aaron,” said Aaron introduced himself kindly.  “As already notified to the authorities, we are currently being overwritten by a crowd of monsters coming from the forest of Gloria.”

‘Monster? They here? The mutated creatures result from the unsync of the soul with Mana ... in Gloria?’ Slatanist.

“This has happened since three months ago, and our militias have been fighting them desperately since then,” Aaron began to tell stories while clenching his hands and looking down gloomily. "And soon it will be harvest season, and the merchants of every trade union will come to supply their goods here."

Since three months ago, monsters have raided the village of Neverhive from the direction of the Gloria forest. They even attacked the hamlets under the authority of the village of Neverhive, especially the hamlets closest to the forest. It is known that these monsters kill and eat the victims directly on the spot, or bring them back into the forest. They have a very ferocious and wild nature. Especially considering their forms are mostly carnivorous animals such as wolves and bears.

There have been countless casualties since then, from the first days of the attack, until finally the militias that were only formed when the war occurred were also lowered. For three months, these militias managed to contain the herd of monsters with few casualties each week. As they held back, some bearers were also sent to nearby noble castles to ask for their help. But no one gets a reply. Even messengers sent to Viscount Everdyne as their Master whose castle is 2 ½ days from neverhive did not return.

They had even sent to the subordinate noble of the duke of Winston, Count Renesphere which was even a mere 1 day trip away. But the same thing happened to them, the bearers of the news from then on. Then apart from that, they have also sent a message to the fort Manhive which is 1 ½ days away from Neverhive, but unfortunately, again the sender of the message no one returned.

Among the authorities they sent messages to, the temple, which had now taken control of Mayerburnum two years ago, and the royal elite troops based in Mareen, were their last and only hope. However, none of the senders returned from either.

“It looks like the senders of messages who have not returned until now seem to have fallen on the road even long before they arrived,” said Aaron continued to look down, then turned to look at Slatanis who seemed to be listening carefully. “Dan .. don't worry, we've set up the payment.”

‘I get it, so they asked me to stop these monsters .. well, since Gloria will soon be my HQ, then inevitably I have to help them … at once get paid from them hehehe,’ thought Slatanis.

“I understand, so when will they come out? Normally,” ask Slatanis.

“Uncertain, sometimes they come out once every three days, sometimes once a day, sometimes in a week does not appear,” replied Aaron.

“Then, I will stop here until they appear,” Slatanis said while cutting the bread in front of him.

“Thank you Miss,” said Aaron lowered his head. “I will prepare your room then,” he added while looking at the waiter who was standing not far from him sitting.

“Prepare a room for Miss Slatanis,” said Aaron to the waiter.

“Good Sir,” said the waiter.

And that night was filled with dinner and talk merrily between Slatanis and Aaron.

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Meanwhile, in the forest of Gloria.

Hundreds of monsters with fiery red eyes of various shapes had already gathered within the darkness, while among them were the most massive and stocky body-sized Monsters.

“Besok .. is a feast for us,” said the biggest Monster with a heavy and growling voice while holding a few pieces of parchment in his hand.

Then, he tore the sheets and said again, “no one will come to help you .. khiiiiikikiki!”

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