In the end, after so many twists and turns, The village chief and the elders got their answers.
Although he had said many things, there were actually some that were very important that he dared not divulge.
He might die if he really did so. That young man he calls senior is an eccentric person with an odd personality.
One moment he's happy, then he suddenly becomes sad, like he has been hurt by something painful in the heart.
Even crying, like he had lost something dear, would appear from time to time. Then there is laughter like some kind of madman.
Five days!
During those five days He and Gahani had thought that their senior was very kind and easy to talk to, albeit small in his words.
However, they were deeply mistaken by his outward appearance. He was actually a madman in disguise!
An ever-changing personality, they tried to ask him why he was laughing, and he answered them because it was funny.
What's funny? He says we wouldn't understand it even if he told us.
Then why was he crying? The same answer.
We talked about some casual conversation when one of them would suddenly find oneself getting cut in the arms, hands, or feet, even at the back.
When asked why he did that, The answer was for confirmation that we are really not slimes.
Hehe, it might be a lie. He just wanted to take pleasure in cutting people. Raelgar was disgusted and fearful.
He was under the roof of another. Even if he bled a little, it doesn't matter as long as he didn't die.
They got miracle water for free after all. They even got protection every night. So this little inconvenience isn't that bad.
That's what they thought initially. Who would have thought that they would be physically and mentally force to work the whole half day?
Under the sun! Oh my! Heavy bricks, they can't even lift and can only pull or push.
The most ridiculous thing that happened during those five days they've been living here waiting for the next caravan to arrive was the senior's pranking every unexpected time.
The other day, they fainted because of too much shock to the heart and mind.
Raelgar shook his head, thinking of those hellish days for him. He can't even sleep well.
"Raelgar, can we have a word with our fellow friend Nai to come here and meet us?" An elder ordered him rather strongly despite his words.
Ah, they're finding trouble.
The other elders nodded at him in confirmation that they would be waiting here for him to send the message.
Garut shook his head at the sight of this. "Humans never changed."
The village chief was silent. He knew he didn't have much say in the village anymore since this day of migration had come.
That is because, in their village, every migration means electing a new village chief.
The reason was because the past village chief had brought bad luck, causing them to migrate to another place.
They needed a new village chief to begin a new life free from the bad luck of the previous one.
Although superstitious, it can't be blamed on them, as even Nai would make such a choice.
After all, he would believe in anything with those of uncontrolled and bizarre power.
After signing, Garut left to find Nai himself. Not to talk about the village's existence but for personal reasons.
He also wanted to know how strong he was now.
"To kill those kinds, how did he get so strong? I can clearly fight him one-on-one and emerge strong with the feelings I got from him in the past, but now I don't know."
Filled with doubts. He stepped forward on the stairs as he trekked them until he reached the top.
"This kid has many mysteries about him that I don't know. I've already saved the village many times, but I won't save individuals with an ungrateful heart."
Garut saw Nai working on an incomplete pillar by piling bricks one after another after being glued together with mud.
Walking forward, it did not take long for the former to be right next to the latter.
Nai had already noticed Garut below, but he didn't immediately climb down. The work in front was much more important than what's below.
Not to mention, he had a feeling that this encounter with this so-called caravan would be filled with nothing but nonsense and trouble.
"As expected, I can't just murder, even in this place. The morals and constraints of the laws of society are still stopping me from being truly free." Nai mumbled in his heart.
Garut didn't mind waiting below, as he could also use this time to think more about their current situation.
A few minutes later.
The scaffolding around the incomplete pillar suddenly let out the sound of someone stepping down on it.
Garut looked up and saw Nai finally climbing down.
"You finally came down. And here I thought you would make me wait for a few more hours." Garut said jokingly. Although they haven't seen each other or talked for a long time.
They can be considered friends in this strange world where people are far apart from each other, not to mention they have an ongoing trade, which makes it easier to get acquainted.
Nai shrugged and said, "Well, we talked there."
Soon, the two sat at the edge of the floor, where they could see the vastness of the grassland and the ant-like figures moving and clustering below.
"Don't tell me you planned to migrate here." Nai asked casually as he took a sip of his water, looking casually below as though it had nothing to do with what they would do.
Garut signed, and he examined Nai's expression, who looked back at him with inquiring eyes. "Yes." He can only brace for the impact if Nai gets angry.
"Hmmm...the reason?" Asked Nai.
"The Kind. Have you heard of them?" Garut said.
Nai shook his head and said, "I don't.".
Garut then told him what the Kind were.
"I see. So you call them kind." Nai was surprised, but only a little bit, by the new information he had gotten.
At the same time, he finally knows why those slimes took the cart with them near his walls. "So it's the gift, huh."
The slimes will only attack someone if that person has received their gifts.
"Hahahahaha, this is very strange. It's strange for them to have that constraint. This world is indeed filled with more mysteries to unravel."
Still laughing, even his eyes started letting out tears of joy. He said, "Right, I called them slimes and not kind."
Garut nodded; he didn't care what name it had or anything like that.
The important thing was, "I heard you wiped out fifteen of them. I tried to fight one myself, but no matter how hard I tried or how many injuries I inflicted upon them, Even beheading can't kill them."
"How did you do it?" Garut was really curious. He might say it lightly about fighting a kind in one of one, but only he and the villagers know how difficult a battle it was.
He was old; his old bones had already passed their prime. How could he do complex maneuvers at his age?
His strength did not, indeed, diminish. But his body can't handle it anymore.
"Miracle water; spray it on your weapon." Nai didn't hide it. In any case, the value of his miracle water would be used to fight bizarre creatures around.
This would help him hide the rejuvenation properties of the miracle water.
"Miracle water, it can do that." Garut was surprised: "I didn't expect that to have such an effect."
"If I'd known that was the case, I would have tried it back then." Apparently, when the caravan with which Raelgar was traveling left the village,
On the second day, they were attacked by those bizarre monsters. As the villagers were already reminded by the village chief and elders, they did not dare to open the door at all.
So that night, Garut and the abled men in the village had a battle with the sole kind that was knocking on someone's door with a creepy smile on its face.
It was a time-consuming battle, with many injuries after the war. "We were truly lucky back then. That kind didn't run at the speed the fifteen slimes you fought have."
"A weakling left behind, huh?" It seems those kinds didn't seem to enter your village to its eyes." Nai unceremoniously spoke.
Garut didn't mind, as it was the truth, and he nodded. "Your right. That's why, after that night, The whole village decided to migrate. There can't be only one kind in this vast place after all."
"Sooner or later, your village will be attacked with many more after the first wave has failed."
Nai nodded, agreeing. Then he changed the topic.
On the most critical topic, he looked eye to eye with Garut. He didn't care about respect for the old, as he was the same.
"Now then, who said you could migrate into my territory?"