CH 57

As the young man headed towards the depths of the forest, people began gathering in the tribal grounds while casting various spells.

Unaware of those Elven activities in the forest, the young man goes through the forest while looking at the measuring instrument. Then, his surroundings unexpectedly shift.

The ground moves and roars as earth scrapes by earth, until a huge earthen hand appears. The trees shuffle noisily, as the thick trunks bend like whips. Golems made of rock climb from the ground.

The young man thickened his defensive barrier in a hurry, and measured the magic remnants around him. But no matter how he used it, he only picked up the remnants that were released from his own defensive barrier.

As he was busy handling the measuring tool, a giant stone golem approached and raised its huge fist.

This golem was the pride of the Elven people, the weapon that had buried orcs and armies alike. No shield nor armor could stand a blow from this stone golem. Yet in front of one, the young man kept his calm.

「If I was just a kid wearing ordinary clothes, then I’d definitely be toast.」

The Elves manipulating the golem in the depths of the forest smiled.

The golem swung its fist down, the gigantic stone fist slamming into the young man’s defensive barrier, creating an explosion of dust and dirt which fluttered around them. And as the debris cleared up, there laid a corpse of a young man crushed flat… or at least there should have been.

「Is this supposed to be the ancient stone golem that was handed down? The attack power is pretty weak… and it’s surprisingly fragile.」

Yet when the smoke cleared up, the young man stood unharmed,

No, he wasn’t just fine, he was more than fine. The stone fist that hit the young man had shattered, and the arm that held the stone fist had shortened.

When they saw the young man unharmed the Elves were astonished and began to panic.

「What happened!? Why is he safe!?」