Chapter 31
Chapter 31
A dense, lush forest. Terrifying monsters roam, and poisonous plants thrive. The only place of respite is a dark, dripping cave—this is the Demon Forest.
But now, life has become somewhat comfortable.
I fastened a mithril sword to my belt and tucked a bow under my arm. The bow was sturdy, crafted by [deconstructing] strong wood and [constructing] fibers. The arrowheads were made of mithril, so I always made sure to retrieve them after use.
With a large basket on my back, I left the cave. The forest’s whispers now provided more information—I could discern what was edible, useless, or hostile. This was the result of daily [Appraisal] until my MP ran dry.
In the distance, the sound of heavy footsteps.
I peered through binoculars made from [constructing] glass and wood found in the soil.
A pale red body, that lumbering gait—a Momoinoshishi.
Perfect.
Momoinoshishi are excellent for food, and their pelts make great bedding or rugs. I carefully followed the beast, ensuring my footsteps were silent, until I was within arrow range.
Once close enough, I grabbed an arrow from the quiver at my side, nocked it, and drew the bowstring.