This chapter was proof read by TheBurningWorld
[PS: Thank you for pointing that out PervySageChuck]
"You again? We told you before, and we'll tell you again, we won't heed a beast such as yourself!" The villager berated Kenta once more, and he was beginning to feel annoyed.
It had been two days since he arrived in this new world, and in those two days he tried to peacefully talk with the villagers to gain some knowledge on the currency, language and such.
It was hard for him to camp out. In the city he could go to a public bathroom and do the do, but out here... It was awkward, especially without the aid of toilet paper. He had to become... Crafty when it came to that.
His supplies would sustain him for about a week, but even he knew that it would only be a matter of time before he needed to take some drastic measures.
Every time he tried to talk with the villagers, they would drop what they were doing and brandish weapons towards him.
"Come on, man! I told you time and time again, I'm not a bad guy! If I was one, I would not come here and try to talk with you all!" He tried to reasoning with them again, even going a step further and putting his katana on the ground with his arms up.
"We'll never let a beast of the forest trick us again!" A man shouted towards him in anger.
"Beast of the forest? Tricked you?" He said honestly confused. He DID come from the forest, but that doesn't mean he was one of them. He sat down with his legs crossed and looked at the man with attention. "Can you tell me what exactly happened? Maybe I can, in some shape or form, help you out."
"Help us? Help us!? We asked your help before for protection and in return we would offer you food! But you attacked us right from the start!" The villager yelled with betrayal and anger evident in his voice.
With this new found information, he finally deduced why the animals of the forest would send cold stares towards the village. It would also explain the recent activity that was occurring near Kenta's campsite.
"Are the animals going to make a frontal attack on the village?" He thought to himself, maybe the reason for the foxes and the other animals glared at him from the beginning was because they saw him as a possible hindrance to their plan.
"Now begone, foul beast! You and your poisoned words aren't swaying us!" The villager said while pointing his pitchfork towards the sitting form of Kenta. He honestly was in his own world before he picked up his weapon and head towards his campsite without uttering a single word, his right hand rubbing his chin in thought.
"Hmm... Could the animals actually be monsters from Yggdrasil? If so, then they might not be animals at all. They can be some mobs from the game that can disguise themselves as animals to fool people." He continued his train of thought until he reached his campfire. There was a small pack of foxes nearing him, attempting to intimidate.
"And who might you four be?" He asked with a bland expression.
"What are you doing here? We already claimed the village for ourselves!" One of them barked at him.
"Claimed for your own? I don't see any sign saying so." He responded back while looking towards the village in a comical way.
"Don't screw with us, werewolf! Or you'll face the wrath of the spirits of the forest!" The one in the front, presumably the leader of the pack, said to him with a small glow surrounding its body.
"So... If the village is yours, what are you going to do to them?" He asked, genuinely curious.
"We're going to feast on their flesh! We're going to quench our thirst for human blood! We're going to grind their bones until nothing will remain! And then, finally, we'll make that village our own nest!" Each one of them said what their goal was. During that time, Kenta wasn't really that amused.
"Is that it? Okay, do what you want." He responded to them, face blank. They then left his campfire, but not before spouting some warnings and curses to him. "As if I would let you take my only source of information, you dumb fur balls." He whispered before looking at the village.
"Shape Shifting Spirits. Also known as the triple S in Yggdrasil. A level 23 mob with the capabilities to use tier two magic with the ability to transform into any living being. They sometimes transform themselves into what they look to be the strongest animal, being mainly players and fight them with the same abilities they possess or possessed at that level.
They'll never copy the skills that player have at level 24 and higher have, nor their equipment stats, just their appearance. Although, they can use a similar weapon that you carry, but the damage they deal is only 0.9% of your weapons stats. Their combat style never changes, being a charge and a small four hit combo." Kenta said to himself as he remember the early days of the game. It was a pain to deal with them, just to increase his current job.
"With my current gear, they'll become swiss cheese. Maybe they'll go well with some paprika as a side dish!" He chuckled at that remark before looking into his inventory to fetch something to eat.
He was able to recover a seasoned morsel that he got from a guild member back then, a farewell gift. He took a bite and he became ecstatic from the overflow of flavors.
"Hanamura, you five star son of a bitch! This is godly!" He yelled as he happily ate the cooked meal with gusto.
As he ate he lost the track of time and before he knew it, it became sundown.
"Damn, I gotta kiss that bastard one day for this fabulous meal!" He then looked at the village once more and then to the forest. Howls started to erupt from the forest and menacing lustful red eyes stared at their soon to be meal.
He didn't even wait five seconds before rushing to the village. It was his only source of info and he'll be damned if he'll lose it.
Once he reached the outskirts of the village, he was immediately stopped from the farmers once more.
"Halt! You-!"
"Yeah, shut up and listen you stubborn fucker!" He quickly cut him short. "The animals of the forest are going to attack your village in a full scale attack! Head inside your homes and barricade your doors and windows!"
"Why should we trust a vile creature like you?" He said while he noticed the many red eyes slowly walking towards the village. "What are those!?"
"Listen to me!" Kenta yelled, holding the man's head between his palms. "Go to your home, protect whatever you can and don't come out until I say so!" He then turned towards the ocean of drooling shape shifting beasts.
"What do you think we should do, chief?" One of the farmers said towards the man that berated Kenta all this time. He looked at the werewolf in front of him and saw that he had his weapon slightly unsheathed.
"Gah! Do what the beast says! Barricade your homes and don't come out until he says so!" He ordered before fleeing towards his home. The others soon followed, and the sounds of furniture being moved and hammers nailing boards filled the night.
"For once, they listened to me." Kenta said with a grin on his face. This would be the first time he actually had to fight against an enemy in a while, and they were no less of a pain in the ass compared to the past.
He waited until the beasts were a few feet away. They were drooling extensively, anticipating the meal.
"What are you doing, werewolf? We had a deal that you wouldn't interfere with our long awaited meal!" The biggest animal, a bear that was twice the size of a grizzly bear said with fury towards him.
"I never said I'd agree with it. I said do what you want." Kenta responded back with some truth to them.
"Then why are you in our way?"
"Well seeing that they are my only ticket of getting some info about this world, I can't really let that slip away. Besides..." He said while activating his passive [Wolf Aura], giving him that little bit of speed while creating a threatening gaze to them. "I'm not in your way, you're in my way!" He said while completely unsheathing his weapon and moved faster than a human could.
He chopped off the heads of the first three animals that he reached, making their headless bodies dissolve into nothing.
"Attack him!" The leader ordered making multiple enemies surround our protagonist, only to swiftly parry them and counter attacking them on their fatal spots.
"Is this all you guys got? I'm barely trying here!" He taunted them as he repelled them with great ease.
Some villagers inched their furniture aside to see what was happening outside and they were surprised to see the vile werewolf pushing the threat away.
"What are you all doing!? Finish him off!" The bear ordered them, getting impatient concerning their soon-to-be feast.
The forest beasts gained a ghostly appearance, their new bipedal figures containing one extra glowing blue eye on their head, and razor-sharp claws designed to tear through prey.
They began transforming once more, and this time they were the spitting image of him with no detail left unnoticed.
"We're going to enjoy ripping you apart using your own strength!" They said while charging at him with a blade that closely resembled his.
"Let's see about that!" He replied with his everlasting smile. He began parrying the first five monsters before dodging the next two beside him. He did a small flip to his left and cut down two more beasts before rolling to the right.
"Use magic on him from afar! He can't avoid that!" He ordered once more before casting [Fire Rain] on him, but the spell didn't even leave a scratch on him.
The others soon followed using a variable of spells that went from ice based spells to debuffing spells, all of them low tier, all of them completely ignored as Kenta pummeled their numbers down.
Two shapeshifters were about to intercept him, but he did the splits and let their blades collide with each other before he did a swift arc, completely detaching their torso from their legs. As he stood up, he dodged another attack and rolled across the enemies back before jumping in the air and delivering two slashes on three more copies.
"Got you! Now start bleeding!" One of the shapeshifters said with triumph as he was was three inches away to collide the tip of his 'blade' on Kenta's torso, but before it connected, he used his claw and completely disfigured the beast, while at the same time destroying the blade.
"What did you say? Seriously, what were you saying? Because all I heard was just some BS on your part." He responded back to the now lifeless body to which was fading away into nothingness. "Who's next? Come on don't be shy! I'm actually enjoying this!" He taunted them while using his unequipped hand to say 'Come on', provoking them.
The leader took the initiative and started swiping his large claws at him. Kenta, in the meantime, simply dodged it like he was playing a game of tag, using the arms of his opponent to swiftly evade and mock him in the process.
From the village's houses, a quarter of the villagers were watching the werewolf absolutely decimating the forest beasts with ease. They had thought of fighting them and reclaim the forest for themselves, but they lacked the equipment, the weaponry and experience to face them head on. So instead they waited to see if they would leave on their own accord before they could revisit the forest and collect some much essential resources like medicinal plants and lumber.
Though as they watched the fight, they noticed that the beast was always smiling towards his opponent. It could be because he just had a wolfish grin, or it could be the smile of a maniac that was enjoying torturing the spirit.
"He's going after us next isn't he? When he's finished with them, he's going to kill us all. We need to kill him before he does that to us!" Some of the villagers were talking with each other to plot against the allied werewolf. It was all out of fear to be teared apart and then toyed with their bodies after they were dead.
"But look how he's easily defeating the forest creatures. Do you really think we can kill such a strong beast?" One of them argued while the villagers chief was quietly thinking to himself.
"Would you rather wait for your death instead to fight back and live for another day!?" He yelled back at him, the other villager looked down conflicted if they should or not.
"Look, if we want to become adventurers like the ones in town, then slaying a beast that strong will make us take a big leap into fame! Fame means money, and money means helping the village!" He kept trying to convince his friend, she still was doubtful.
"Enough. Leave the beast alone for now and we'll see if he'll keep his end of the bargain." The chief finally said towards his descendants, they were just children in his eyes even though they were already of the young adult age.
"B-but village chief! If we miss this opportunity that we we're given, when will we have another one?" He tried to convince his elder to rethink this.
"My word is final, act against it and you'll be punished!" He yelled towards the young man. He simply cursed and continued watching the fight, as the beast was taking down the enemies one by one in fluid motions and deadly precision on the monsters weak spots.
"How is this werewolf so strong!? He's not even bleeding from our claws and we were sure that we hit him!" One of the shapeshifters shouted towards no one while pointing to Kenta. "Not only that, but our magic was completely useless!"
"You know, I really want to know where you learned that magic. It comes from a world that I knew quite well, but lets avoid that for now. For why you aren't hurting me at all in both magic and physical pain I can tell you."
The spirits were looking at him with anger before his plastered smile turned that into a devilish one.
"High tier magical and physical nullification. Items, weapons and magic that are low level are completely nullified against me. From the very start of this little battle of ours, you all lost. And no matter how much you try to fight me, I'll always come out on top." With the end of his explanation the spirits took a step back, completely shocked to learn that the werewolf in front of them was that strong.
"R-retreat! Run for your lives!" The leader said while starting to run away with his followers.
"I don't think so, you little shit." He said while making his blade glow with the power of the moonlight. "I really hope, that you'll scream in pain from this you small fry! [Moonlight Slash]!
He swung his blade in a 180 degree's horizontal motion, releasing a wave of blue energy that quickly caught a large area of the grass field, capturing all fleeing monsters in one go.
They screamed in agony as their beings were being completely vaporized from this world, not leaving a speck of dust or ash behind from the powerful skill.
"Well, that certainly was satisfying at some degree. Though I wish I knew how damage feels like." He said while sheathing his blade and making his was to the village.
"Hey! Bad mannered villagers! Get out here! I killed them all, you're safe now!" He yelled with his hands forming a cone on his mouth to make sure everyone heard him. But they never came out of their homes. "Huh, wonder if they fell asleep in their homes while I was fighting. I really doubt it." He said to himself before banging the door that the chief went into.
"Oi! Did you hear me? Their dead, you're safe now!" He yelled once more to make sure they could hear him.
"W-we thank you, but please! Don't kill us!" He said quite frightened to him.
"Kill you? If I saved you, why would I kill you? That just doesn't make sense at all." He responded with a straight-faced expression.
"T-that may be true. You've displayed how strong you are, but we still can't fully trust you."
"Wow, is it because I'm a werewolf? That's being racist right there." He responded back annoyed.
"Just grant us some time to think. By the day after tomorrow in the afternoon, we'll decide if you're trustworthy or not. Until then, please leave us be." The chief said still trying to calm down and reasoning with him.
"In two days in the afternoon? Sure, I can wait until then." Kenta responded as he was walking off. "Later!" He yelled as he returned to his campsite, only to find in shambles from the march of the shapeshifters.
"Sons of bitches!" He cursed as he found his campfire completely gone and his once leaf bed destroyed. "Guess I'll have to sleep on the ground tonight..." He said while lying down on the cold grass and staring at the nightly sky with all the stars shinning down on him. "Though I still prefer this view than the one back home. All clogged with clouds and pollution and all that shit."
"Chief! What were you thinking!? You can't be seriously considering that he's good!" The young man said incredulous to his elder.
"Calm yourself, Andrew. Despite his looks and savage nature, he warned and protected us from the forest beasts." The chief answered back with logic to the villager.
"It can all be a ruse! We can't trust ANY kind of creature that came from that cursed forest!" He responded with anger.
"But you saw what he did right? With just one swing he took all of them in an instant! Can we really kill someone that strong?" The female villager asked towards Andrew.
"Elizabeth, that THING isn't a human being! It's just a flesh hungry beast that wants to kill us and feast on our blood like the rest of the forest beasts!"
"But if he really wanted to kill us, then why didn't he do it before? He has the strength, he has the weapon. Why didn't he?" A good question towards Andrew.
"He's plotting something, I know it! The beasts plotted against us from the very beginning, but we fell for their lies and promises!"
"Enough!" The chief shouted to him in annoyance. "He agreed that he would wait for us to decide his current position. Until then we'll discuss this accordingly with the other members of the village and judge him. By no means are we to interact with him, in case that he attacks without warning. Are we clear?" His question was more of an order to the suspicious villager.
"Yes, Chief Larson." He begrudgingly agreed with the elder.
"If we are done with this midnight ramble, then I bid you two a goodnight." With that, the elder went into his bedroom to sleep through the night.
"I still think that we shouldn't trust that mutt." Andrew said before ending it for tonight.