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Tenkomori: The Homecoming Club Conquers Another World-Chapter 108.3
Chapter 108.3
First, generate earthen walls in the collapsed areas to restore the original roadway.
Then embed stone walls to serve as stakes along the road and embed stone walls throughout the entire road, proceeding with the work on the slopes.
Indeed, continuous casting of intermediate-level magic consumed my MP rapidly, and my magical power ran out in less than an hour.
Rest briefly, activate upon recovery, then rest and repeat the activation.
Most of the work involved waiting, but unexpectedly, it was strenuous for us.
As there was a possibility that adventurers might have been involved, the catalyst for repairs was using the collapsed earth and sand.
While waiting for magical power to recover, descend the slope and pack sand into large leather bags.
Store it in the Tere Bag, carry it up, then descend the slope again and continue packing.
More than the restoration itself, this was far more laborious.
And by the time the sun had set on the first day’s work, we laid branches and leaves cut for shelter and lay down on them.
The mountain night was chilly, but compared to tracking the Sword of Silence, it was surprisingly warm.
Take some rest as needed and have breakfast with dried fruits and roasted Nudrock meat when morning comes.
Although work proceeded as planned from the second day onwards, it wasn’t as smooth as anticipated.
Several small landslides occurred due to stimulating the loosened soil.
Sometimes the pre-fused stone walls were also involved.
There was no progress in the search for adventurers, but this wasn’t a bad result for us.
It means there were no victims of landslides if they weren’t found.
Furthermore, while quietly continuing the work, deer, and squirrels were spotted darting across the mountainside.
Since there was an excess of Nudrock meat, it was left behind, but no monsters appeared.
They’re probably wary of landslides.
Saving unnecessary energy was a relief, but it was lonely in its own way.
On the monotonous days that followed, I finally completed the work on the afternoon of the fourth day.
With a sense of accomplishment and a slight unease, I immediately began the inspection.
The roadway appears to be a dirt path, but digging a little reveals that it’s laid with stone walls.
As for the slope, since covering it with soil would cause it to slide, the stone walls are exposed. The evenly spaced stone walls somehow evoke memories of a past life.
Also, since all the stone walls are connected, unless there’s a significant deterioration or a major earthquake, there shouldn’t be any worry of collapse.
After completing the inspection, I looked down from the edge of the roadway at the slope.
The earth’s color has significantly diminished, and buried trees are peeking out.
In the end, no adventurers were found.
Since most of the earth and sand were turned into stone walls, if they were buried, they would have been found.
I wanted to find their adventurer’s proof if possible, but it’s impossible in this vast forest.
I prayed for the unknown adventurers’ peace and gazed at the roadway.
For an amateur, this is about the best they can do.
Still, if I hadn’t gone to observe the forge construction, I would’ve just laid the stone walls.
Thanks to Dovar—.
“Ah…”
Dovar’s words crossed my mind.
Stone walls, they wouldn’t be stolen, would they?
I run my hand over the slope and pat it lightly.
“Well, it should be fine. Carrying something like this would attract attention, and if they’re carrying a Tere Bag, they wouldn’t steal stone walls. You think so, right?”
While taking out the Kousai Sword, I speak towards the end of the roadway.
Standing there was a Gowsus bull.
Breathing heavily, it directed strong hostility.
Encountering one in the mountains is rare, but its impatience is as usual.
As I draw the sword, the Gowsus bull charges with a shake of its massive body.
I activate [High-Speed Movement] to evade and survey the mountain path.
Looks like it’s fine.
Even if the giant body runs around, it doesn’t flinch. That could withstand even a carriage.
Since it’s here, let’s conduct a bit more durability test.
I guide the Gowsus bull evenly and perform the final inspection of the restoration site.
Satisfied with the results, I swiftly turn around and move behind the Gowsus bull.
I release [Wind Fang Blade] toward the Gowsus bull whose gaze is swimming, having lost sight of the target.
“Oh—”
A voice unintentionally escapes.
Is the Kousai Sword this light?
Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve activated it other than with Shamshir.
The power of [Wind Fang Blade] isn’t affected by the weapon weight, and it might be a skill suitable for lightweight weapons.
While I’m impressed, the Gowsus bull, whose neck gets slashed, scatters screams and fresh blood.
Well, there are pros and cons.
The maximum firepower of [Wind Fang Blade] is a four-stroke series at close range, including sword slashes.
Even if the activation is fast, the power is low with a lightweight weapon.
Well, it doesn’t matter for the Kousai Sword.
I set up in the upper position and activated [Heavy Strike] towards the neck of the rampaging Gowsus bull.
The neck is easily severed, and the giant body collapses.
The Kousai Sword is specialized in sharpness.
Unless the opponent is sturdy, it can be cut without hesitation.
While wiping off the bloodstains, I gazed at the Kousai Sword.
I’ve been using Shamshir a lot lately, so I completely forgot about the lightness and sharpness of the Kousai Sword.
I haven’t swung it in a while, but this sword suits me best.
If it has high durability, then it’s perfect.
I also have Elas Rhino’s magic stone, so once I return to Reedvalt, I’ll consult with Rag and Egil about making it into a magical tool.
“Anyway, the restoration here is complete. I’ll check the rest of the roadway and, if there are no issues, meet with the caravan—this is all that’s left.”
While thinking about the bag filled with relics, I lightly stroke the Tere Bag.
The next stop is the easternmost edge of the Philsach territory, the village of Keril.
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