After things settled down we decided to stay overnight in the village of the Nahán tribe.
The night passes without incident, and the gleaming sun rises in the desert.
The breakfast item is a cooked litter of citrus fish which the clan chief caught.
It's early in the morning, so the fresh food seems to be especially invigorating, making me feel like I could move around all day.
With us set to leave today, I handed a card to the clan chief and promised, "If there is an opportunity, I will come by again" "Hmm, if so, I will host a grand feast in your honor at that time".
There was a good encounter and parting, but as we moved back down the river slowly, a winding valley appeared.
The river is flowing through the valley floor, with walls that are likely to be more than 200 meters high. Here we were able to feel the magnificent power of nature.
It would have been eroded by the water and wind over an incredibly long period of time.
The walls are basically reddish brown throughout, but the subtle scenery makes it possible to feel the long history of the surroundings where the strata are clearly distinguishable by the difference in color.
There was no human hand in creating this.
It was all a natural art that was built over a long time.
It can be said that enjoying the unique nature of these areas is one of the real pleasures of travel, as well as cooking your meals off the land.
I would like to see more of the various kinds of natural vistas if they look like this.
But it seems that anyone can come here, regardless of their character.
As we were going through the valley, a group that seem to be something like [pirates], which is the same classification as [bandits] and [thieves], struck.
Perhaps they were focused on quick raids, there are about twenty boats with only a few passengers, making up a fleet and heading for us.
Other than that, some of their number cut into the valley wall to build footholds, and there are [Pirates] riding the bow of each small boat equipped with bows and arrows or stones to line up a flurry of shots.
It seemed like the [pirate] were on that scale in planning large scale attacks, with the numbers to match.
It seems a Jamal with red-brown body hair is leading the attacking [pirates]. Does he have a flame or heating ability, because the surroundings are vaguely shaking.
Maybe it is kind of [Legendary] ability? Although I tried to look into it a little but, apparently, it seems just be a [Kago Possession].
While slightly disappointed, I ignore the voice saying "I will overlook your trespassing if you share a part of your shipment" and just thrust into the battle.
The [Pirates] who are surrounding us in their small boats get close enough for us to see its passengers and get on if we want, but after all they are small boats. Although it was in its ship state, the [Sharkhead issue] was definitely certain to sink the ships by lightly scraping alongside them.
After being thrown overboard, the enemies floating on the surface of water before being eaten by [Shark Head].
Apparently, and without upsetting the water, in tens of seconds the enemies who were on board were annihilated.
Some were eaten, others were sliced by the sharp scales, and the remains were eaten by a group of piranhas leaping energetically.
While looking at the slaughter by a somewhat unreasonable ship, [Big Boots] was on the cliffs but, following the panicked orders of the reddish brown Jamal leader who returned earliest, they shot arrows towards us all at once.
The arrows rained down while drawing an arc.
It may be wonderful under normal circumstances but, for the members who are out, they now may not even pierce the skin.
Although it is a meaningless attack, but I dared to intercept them with swing of my arms.
Roaring, with a violently swirling atmosphere, instead of playing with the rain of the arrows, it is accelerated them several times over and sent them back.
Most of the arrows could not bear the momentum of the storm and broke, but the remaining arrows struck the shooters.
Some pierced the eyeballs, others have thousands of splinters sunk into their flesh, others seem to be attacked by their fellows who were blinded by pain.
None seems to have not died yet, but they had a wide range of injuries, from minor to the seriously wounded people, who were better off dead.
A devastating amount of damage was caused with just a swing of my arm, but it did not finish all of them, a part of the storm became a blade, cutting off the scaffold on the cliff and reforming it smoothly, and all the remaining [Pirates] remained fell down.
The bottom is water, so they did not just hit the ground and die, but there seems to have been a shock either way, there are many people who are struggling with the pain from hitting the water. Besides, it seems that some of those people are drowning, they must not be good at swimming in a place with so much land.
The consequences for the attacking [Pirate] is truly daunting.
Just before the small [Sharkhead] overran them I stopped it, since some reward money may be available, we will lift out a few of the leaders and executives from the remaining survivors.
Although they could have been picked up with a net, but since it's troublesome to use, I just moved the water by using [Origin]. Like a caricature of an octopus or squid, water moved at my signal and a dozen people who were already breathless were thrown in.
Desperately spitting up water while catching their breath, I am watching over them with a fearsome eye. It seems their hearts have already given up, since there is no resistance from them.
I think that the inside of the ship may get dirty if they go down as wet as they are so, for the time being, I battered them with hot air without mercy.
It is bothersome to assign a guard for these prisoners, so I are have no choice but to deal with them myself.
Either way, it is not a painful transition, so I don't worry about it too much.
As their tempers are high and they are covered in wet clothes, I take the opportunity while drying them thoroughly to disarm them.
It would be troublesome if they have a small weapon hidden behind their back and go on a rampage or harm themselves.
It's hot, so it's okay if we only leave them in their wet underwear.
After that, I put them in an iron cage and push it into a room inside the ship. As well as arranging several tough "Torture Demon Tuchar Road" equipped with a black hood and an apron as guards.
If they still rampage, they will be strapped to a restraining chair used as a guinea pig for biological weapons and "discussions" using torture devices that are treated like biological weapons as well.
As I finished, I went outside for a while and thought about the battle.
Then, a torture demon, a truly atrocious sadist, entered the cage saying, "If you want to leave this boat, I will have to tattoo you with each of your sins, one by one, so you do not forget them. It will be very painful, but it's okay, if you listen to what I say, you will be able to escape from here." He spoke gently and encouraged them to escape.
It is obvious that we will not actually let them escape, but we are looking forward to how deep into despair they will sink from crushing their hope.
The [Pirates] are puzzled by his apparent heinousness, but what will they choose?
I am not overly interested, so I left them there.
I still have such a feeling, though I am only a little interested, I will still move on.
At the next city state, I was able to confirm the existence of reward money being offered for any [Pirate] and, if nothing else, I would have eaten the leader of [Kagosho Hold], what else could I do?
Even if they wanted to work as a subordinate, it is not necessary anymore because there are already more capable members now.
If I force them to work, I will not get much out of them.
Do you kill for the experience gain or sell them?
Yes, I will sell them to slave merchants. For the captives, it may be somewhat better than being killed.
It would be, unless the torture demon had broken them.
Shallow behavior is something I want to refrain from.