Chapter 30
“Izak! Everyone protect the Shaman!”
Zakan shouted urgently.
“We may never eat potatoes again!”
“Zakan, trust me! I protect Izak!”
“Huh?”
For once...
Malko stepped bravely in front of me.
I looked up to see what was happening.
BZZZZZZZZZZ.
A bizarre flying creature hovered right in front of my face.
It sounded like a machine motor.
What the hell is that?
“BARBARIAN!”
I instinctively swung the axe hanging from my waist.
At the same time...
I activated Peeking.
The creature dodged backward from the axe.
A system window appeared.
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【Target Information】
• Name: Three-Stripe Piercing Mosquito
• Classification: Pest
【Details】
• A blood messenger that announces the arrival of the northern summer.
• A mutant mountain mosquito equipped with an adamantium-grade proboscis capable of piercing any hide.
※ A bite causes swelling the size of a golf ball and severe itching.
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“A... mosquito?”
I stared.
“This thing?”
For a moment...
I had thought it was a crow.
The terrifying creature floating in front of me definitely had the shape of a mosquito.
But it was nearly the size of my fist.
Maybe even bigger.
And from its face extended a long, sharp proboscis.
The tip gleamed blue like a steel skewer.
A memory from my previous life flashed through my mind.
The thick blood-drawing needle used during a health examination.
That syringe-like thing pierces flesh and drinks blood?
Oh, hell no.
Please.
Anything but that.
Three clear white stripes ran along the mosquito’s long legs.
To a Korean...
It was the unmistakable symbol of terror.
Basically...
The horrifying fantasy-world version of those dreaded three-striped mosquitoes back home.
The bigger problem?
The mosquito in front of me wasn’t alone.
BZZZZ! BZZ! BZZZZ!
Suddenly...
The sky darkened.
A storm cloud?
I looked up.
A massive swarm of crow-sized mountain mosquitoes was approaching from the edge of the village.
Like an actual black cloud.
Those bastards were literally blocking the sunlight!
And so...
With the arrival of the intense northern summer...
An unwelcome army descended upon our village.
“E-Enemy attack! Everyone, weapons!”
Then...
“AAAAAH!”
Too late.
Our children had been focused on repairing the defensive wall.
They had no time to properly prepare for the surprise attack.
Worse...
The clothes they were wearing were full of holes large enough to fit a hand through.
Several children quickly grabbed weapons and tools.
But dozens of mountain mosquitoes rushed at them like vampires.
Their proboscises plunged straight through the holes in the children’s clothes.
STAB! STAB!
“AAAAAGH!”
“Ghk...!”
Barbarian skin strong enough to smash logs with bare hands...
Was pierced like soft tofu by the adamantium-grade proboscises of the Three-Stripe Piercing Mosquitoes.
And the description I had read with Peeking...
Was completely accurate.
The instant the proboscis pulled out...
A massive red lump swelled up.
Almost the size of a golf ball.
“I-I can’t see!”
Malko threw away his hoe.
“I-Itches! My face is burning!”
A moment ago, he had bravely promised to protect me.
Now...
He rolled on the ground while violently scratching his face with both hands.
His right eyelid had swollen so badly it completely covered his vision.
It looked like someone had punched him until his eye turned blue.
Malko completely lost control.
He began swinging his fists wildly at the merciless mosquito swarm.
“M-Malko! Calm down!”
Zakan swung his greatsword furiously.
Several mosquitoes were cut apart.
But even he couldn’t kill all of them.
STAB!
“...!”
Zakan.
The great S-Rank Chief of the Rock Tribe.
Always cold.
Always calm.
But then...
One agile mosquito slipped past the path of his greatsword.
A moment later...
The center of Zakan’s forehead swelled like an erupting volcano.
A lump the size of a fist appeared.
“Kgh!”
It was hilarious.
But I had no time to laugh.
I was too busy running from the mosquito swarm myself.
“Sh-Shaman, save me! I-I can’t see!”
Topu crawled across the ground.
Both of his eyes had swollen shut.
This was complete chaos.
Raise front leg.
“...Huh?”
While I desperately ran...
The leader beetle suddenly raised one front leg.
Then it turned toward me proudly.
“R-Right.”
Hope returned to me.
“Beetles! Beetles can beat mosquitoes!”
The leader proudly charged the swarm.
The rest of the Beetle Craftsmen Guild followed.
WHACK!
The aerial battle unfolded exactly as I expected.
A beetle flew into a mosquito’s blind spot.
Then kicked it in the back with its powerful hind leg.
BZZZZZ!
The mosquito lost its balance.
It crashed to the ground.
Then flipped onto its back.
All six legs flailed uselessly toward the sky.
The leader beetle didn’t stop there.
It flew down bravely.
Then severed the mosquito’s neck with its blade-like serrated jaws.
Perhaps the mosquito swarm had already filled their bellies with barbarian blood.
Or perhaps the beetles’ combat ability frightened them.
Either way...
The swarm eventually disappeared with a thunderous buzzing of wings.
“Haa... haa...”
I breathed heavily.
“What the hell was that?”
Zakan stood among the barbarians.
Nearly everyone had swollen eyes or lumps.
He scratched the golf-ball-sized bump on his forehead.
“The frontier summer has begun.”
His voice sounded worried.
“This year, they seem especially severe.”
Then he added,
“There are many other dangerous pests in the frontier besides Three-Stripe Piercing Mosquitoes.”
Damn it!
Even the bugs are monster-class now?!
How is anyone supposed to live here?
Wait.
If pests are appearing...
What about my field?
A terrible thought flashed through my mind.
I immediately ran toward the farm.
Then...
“NO!”
Something huge clung to the fresh green leaves of my potato plants.
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【Target Information】
• Name: Steel-Jaw Pig Grasshopper
• Classification: Pest
【Details】
• The incarnation of gluttony that evolved in the barren lands of the north.
• There is nothing it cannot eat.
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CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
Mosquitoes weren’t the real problem.
These horrifying Pig Grasshoppers were targeting...
My potatoes!
The potatoes I had planted yesterday after nearly breaking my back!
And the Ancient Seed!
I had to protect the B-Rank Unidentified Ancient Seed planted in the Prime Land.
“Zakan! Malko! Protect the field!”
I screamed.
“They’re after the potatoes!”
The swollen barbarian warriors came running.
And for a while...
A fierce battle broke out.
After the warlike chaos ended...
Huge grasshopper corpses lay scattered around my farm.






