Tenkomori: The Homecoming Club Conquers Another World - Chapter 111.2

As expected, the second wave charged at us, disregarding the [Force Field].

I dealt with them using the Kousai Sword and Stiletto, and for those I couldn’t evade, I used the Seiran Cloak and newly activated [Earth Shield] to knock them down.

I tried burning them with [Fireball], but the encirclement was too close, and single shots were inefficient.

Without thinking, I just kept dealing with them.

It was completely mechanical—but was my estimate too optimistic?

My sense of a mass of presences was correct.

The current Soprick is already a single monster.

Every individual was focused solely on killing me, ignoring Brent and the others.

My agility is ridiculously high, but otherwise, I’m just average.

I started feeling anxious about whether my stamina would last against this endless assault.

Even if I was suspected of [Multi-casting], I should have scattered [Fireballs] from the start.

Just as I regretted this, the horde suddenly shifted, some turning their attention to the defense squad.

While slashing them down, I glanced over to see a Soprick pierced by arrows at their feet.

Only adventurers carry short bows.

Really, what did they think drawing attention was for?

Despite provoking them, the adventurers immediately lost their will to fight.

Two defenders swung their swords to intimidate, but it was pointless.

Getting too close would involve them, but—

I reluctantly moved to the center, shot through them with [Penetrate Gale], and slashed away with [Fugasoukou].

Right after, a faint pain ran through my left arm.

I grabbed it instantly and slammed it to the ground.

An adorable-looking squirrel writhing and vomiting blood lay there.

Did it get me…?

Blood dripped from the torn sleeve of my cloth armor.

I can’t worry about [Multi-casting] anymore.

Slashing the charging Soprick, I activated [Earth Wall] at the maximum speed within acceptable limits.

The target was around Brent and the others.

The defenders were speechless at the rapidly rising stone walls.

I leaped onto the last wall surrounding us and tossed a potion inside.

“It’s an antidote potion. Make Brent drink it.”

Saying this, I capped the ceiling with [Earth Wall].

This blocked the view.

No need to worry about Soprick attacks—should have done this from the start.

I confirmed with [Presence Detection] again.

No humans or hidden Sopricks around.

All that’s here is everything.

“If you had any sense, you’d have handled this differently. I’m going to exterminate you.”

I shot an [Fireball] at a nearby tree, blasting away a Soprick, and leaped into the air from the burning tree.

Countless Sopricks leaped, drawn to me like magnets.

Exhaling deeply, I activated [Fireball] all around me.

A carpet bombing of fireballs.

No target, just burning everything in sight.

A tremendous blast wave shook the forest.

The area was engulfed in flames, trees twisted by the blast, and jumping Sopricks traced arcs in the sky before being blown away again.

All the Sopricks should be incinerated, but there were too many to tell if any survived.

To be sure, I scattered [Fireballs] again.

Another explosion followed.

Soon, the massive presence was completely gone.

What remained was a forest engulfed in flames and over a hundred charred squirrel corpses.

Landing on the stone wall, I carefully observed for any survivors.

Then I took out the healing potion with an antidote.

This is the last one.

I opened the lid, brought it to my lips, then paused.

I hope not—

I dispelled all the [Earth Walls].

The defenders and adventurers were stunned by the changed landscape.

“What the hell is this…”

Ignoring an adventurer’s murmur, I use [Appraisal] Brent.

Just as I thought.

The status showed ‘Poison: Soprick’ remaining.

Two adventurers had been poisoned. Now there was one.

I approached Brent and gave him the potion.

His face seemed slightly better, but the poison remained.

If the adventurer recovered, it should work. One potion wasn’t enough?

I looked at the adventurer.

“Why didn’t you give it to him?”

“Our comrade was poisoned too! Why the defense squad?”

“I was hit too.”

Showing my blood-soaked arm, the adventurer fell silent.

“Deal with the fire later. We’re heading back immediately.”

I told the defense squad and stood up.

At that moment, the empty potion bottle slipped from my hand.

No way, already…?

I stared at my left hand, moving it slowly.

I could feel it, but it was dull.

More paralysis than poison—it relaxes the muscles.

If this spreads, I will surely die.

Noticing my condition, a defender looked at me with concern.

“Are you okay?”

“No problem. Carry Brent. Hurry.”

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