——Hard to believe she’s like this even though her senses are sharp.
Rem inquired with a low voice.
「……Diablo, what shall we do? I think it would be alright return just like this……This is clearly a trap.」
It probably wouldn’t be a mistake to return just like this and appeal that they “were ambushed”.
However, if things aren’t dealt with here, it’s very probable that they would be aimed for hereafter.
It was a blessing that the ambush as sensed. He decided to deal with them.
「Shera, where are their locations?」
「Over there, and over there……」
Memorizing the locations she had pointed to, he aimed to miss them just by a little.
If the opponents were of one of the races, he didn’t want to do something like suddenly taking their lives.
It was important to talk with them.
Diablo hoisted his staff.
「《Burst Rain》!」
The ball of fire that appeared in the sky burst open together with a thunderous roar. It was a level 70 ranged attack. Clumps of flame that were about the size of fists rained incessantly on the spots he aimed at.
「Uwah!?」
「What the hell is this!?」
The screams of men were heard.
Several people jumped down from the many trees.
Clad in emerald green lightweight armor and carrying bows, they came down in succession.
「Ah, Elves!」
Shera raised her voice.
It seems that the ones that were preparing to ambush on top of the trees were all Elves.
——What’s going on?
He couldn’t come up with a reason why the Elves would set a trap for him.
Right now, the only people that seemed like they would possess a grudge against him would at most be Galak. Diablo didn’t think that more than ten Elves would lend a hand to Galak in order to help him clear away his unjustified resentment.
「Kuh, using such a suspicious technique!」
One of the Elves prepared his bow and pointed at Diablo.
It was a good-looking young man.
He was thin, his arms and legs were long and slender, and his height was tall. His hair was dazzlingly blonde and it extended down to this waist.
The lightweight armor he was clad in was only a breastplate, and on top of that, he wore an emerald green poncho. With his trousers also being emerald green, it became equipement meant to blend in with the forest.
He was the owner of a beautiful face that could be mistaken for that of a woman’s at a glance. The small bulge from his Adam’s apple indicated that he was a male.
——That’s an opponent that I don’t recognize, isn’t it?
Shera shouted.
「Selsio!? Why are you in a place like this!?」
「Shera-sama, hearing that you were caught by a slave trader, we hastened to join together in order to rescue you!」
The other Elves also nocked their bows in succession.
——I see, so they were acquaintances of Shera’s.
Diablo understood.
The opponents were about ten people. It was the number of people that Shera had diagnosed.
「Oi, Shera, who are those people?」
「That’s, um……」
It was hard for her to say.
The young man called Selsio shouted.
「So you’re the slave trader! I’ll have you return Shera-sama!」
「……Who told you that? I am not something like a slave trader.」
「Silence! In that case, what is that thing placed on Shera-sama’s neck!? You tricked the pure hearted Shera-sama who knows nothing of society into becoming a slave, didn’t you!?」
「This conversation is going nowhere.」
「Shera-sama is not a lady that can have a slavery choker placed on her by the likes of you……no, by anyone!」
Selsio drew the bowstring back to the limit.
It would seem that for him, Shera is a very important personage. After all, he uses “Shera-sama”.
If a person as important as that were to have a slavery choker placed on her, it’s reasonable that he’d lose his ability to make a composed judgment.
Diablo had already come to a prediction, but just to make sure, he decided to confirm it.
「Just who is Shera?」
「You insolent fellow!! Shera L. Greenwood-sama is the noble princess of the Greenwood Kingdom, which is also the suzerain state of the Elven race!」