10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"Then you'll bring them here the next time you visit. If you can't find it, that's next...... But, Mr. Eugene, what do you do where slaves live?

"Huh? Home...... yeah, I'll think about it. I wonder if I should make it outside..."

That's what I'm putting on hold, Eugene. I need to talk to everyone on the bulletin board, so much so that Eugene finally remembers what she wanted to ask Kevin.

"That's right, Mr. Kevin. Can you get a livestock?

"Is it livestock...... You can get it, but it's pretty expensive, right? What kind of livestock are you looking for?

Questioning Kevin, Eugene grasps the status and type of livestock in this world.

Apparently, livestock in this world is in quite a difficult situation. The cause is the presence of an adversarial organism called a monster. Cover the entire pasture with a fence or a fence to keep the monsters from entering to graze, or you will need to keep an eye on them. That's why they say they're only kept around the city where the monsters are crusaded. It is also available in the city of Plumier, a pioneering city, but appears to be small and expensive.

One wow Cottaro barks in an unfortunate voice. Did you want to act as a shepherd dog? She is a greedy woman. It's a dog, though.

"The large livestock available in the city of Plumier is per horse, cow, sheep and goat, right? The rest are also called chickens as small livestock. Chickens don't have to have a wide breeding area, which is inexpensive and recommended...... What will you do?

Um, let me think about that, too. That said, Eugene avoided making a decision on the spot. I made up my mind to buy a slave.

"Mr. Eugene, when it comes to obtaining slaves and also buying livestock for full exploration, if you apply, you will be officially recognized as a pioneering land (...), and a pioneering people (...). Taxes are charged, but well, this is the same thing because if they find farmland, they'll take it anyway. If you are recognized as a pioneer and pay your taxes, you will be able to get proof of residence and enter the city. Of course, even if you apply as a pioneer, you could be known to be a rare person..."

It is good news. In the third year of my life in another world, I finally saw a way into the city legally.

"How much tax is taken? As you can see, the harvest will be soggy for a while, and it's so tough... Besides, you can't even get into the city to apply, can you?

"Firstly, there will be tax benefits for the first three years of pioneering, so it will be okay. Because Eugene also earns money for preserved food. Oh, because I pay taxes on the sale of preserved food. That, along with the application for a pioneering area, will let you into the city for a short period of time, if you tell me so. Don't worry there, you can't blame me for not being admitted. Well, if you say so and you don't apply, you're going to criminal slavery."

Nico and Kevin telling horrible things with a smile on their face.

I heard that I could get into the city if it was really for an application, and that's what Eugene had in mind. I should have just gotten in. I was in danger of going into slavery. Well, I wish I didn't have to admit it. But in that case, he was to risk finding out that he was a rare person to enter the city only once, and only for a short period of time. Though the aim was to secure our own food, Eugene may have been right to go ahead with the trick and the pioneering.

pioneering for food security.

Something like ranking and training to protect yourself.

Money and knowledge gained from dealing with pedestrians.

Finally, it seems that Eugene is ready to go to the city.

Most importantly, we still need to expand our farmland in order to be recognized as pioneers.

"Isn't it easy for pioneers to get proof of residence? Besides, I feel uncomfortable that it's okay to apply after pioneering..."

Apparently Eugene also learned to suspect a little.

"Yeah, it was originally basic to apply in advance. But I needed to prepare people, things, and money in advance. Of course, but then a pioneering group was formed only in a period of a few years or once every few decades. Therefore, if the previous kings have developed certain agricultural lands in the undeveloped lands, they will also recognize them as pioneering people and pioneering lands in later applications. Since then, the situation has continued because small pioneering has also progressed. By the way, when this contact came out, there seemed to be a lot of people missing from the slums of Wangdu. Many of them have gone to this great forest, and most of them have failed to do so."

It's a tough story. If I didn't have a home, if I didn't have a lifeline and internet connection... Eugene is no other HR either.

It was when we were talking about it.

"Mr. Kevin, Lord Eugene! It's a goblin and oak raid! Stay back!

A warning voice flies from an adventurer who was pioneering a little further away.

Kevin and Eugene, Alice, eyeing the east side where the adventurer should have been.

Kotalou jumps out of the house grounds and sets himself up between the adventurers and Eugene.

It was three goblins and one oak that showed up.

Confronted are three adventurers.

Central, a big man who sets up a big shield in front of the party, Joss. Mace is gripped in his right hand.

A slightly rear of Joss, on his right hand side, a striking ect with a flashy red line on white armor. I've already pulled out the short sword and put it in my hand.

Still further aft is Irene the Archer. This one leads an arrow to a bow flexed to the M-shape and is ready to attack at any time.

Behind it, Kotalou gently nestles between the adventurers and Eugene.

I'm not going to miss the fight without being serious. I don't know if I care about bokusha or not.

Without any particular signal, an arrow is released from Irene, the bowman, and pierced into the belly of Goblin, who was running the far left. Goblins falling as-is.

But Irene's second shot doesn't seem to make it.

Two goblins reach under Joss, a big man with a shield.

Joss prevents a light goblin stick with a shield erected with his left hand. Attack the other goblin with a mace gripped in your right hand, but apparently this was just a restraint.

Soon, a flashy armored man who circled in from the rear, lightly slashes and rips Goblin's neck with a short sword in his hand.

The last goblin was hit in the head with Joss' mace and collapsed as it was.

"Don't be alarmed, it's from here! Oak's coming!

Joss shouts out loud and sets up a shield to alert party members Ectre and Irene.

Not even an arrow shot at Irene pierces it, but an oak rushes its giant into the weapon.

Ooh, ooh, and Joss hits the shield from the front to the oak with a roar.

As a result of the collision, Joss is blown backwards. I have no choice. How Joss is so big, the oak is nearly two meters gigantic, and he came in at speed and stuck with it.

But this collision stops Oak's leg.

"Well done, Joss! I got the rest!

That's what I say. Ectre slashed on the oak. He is wearing flashy armor, but the way he fought was solid. Ektor with the stick wielded by the oak and aimed at his hands and feet. The giant oak is fast if you get on speed, but it moves slowly. Move around the orc to avoid using it to push it forward, and when you find a gap, slash it into small pieces. Apparently, they're after a protracted war.

Joss, who was bounced backwards, also rushes to dotard and returns to the front.

Leave the front of the oak to Joss, slashing it from left to right, rear, and the ect releasing the poke. What was left to me?

Irene, the bowman, seems to be on guard around him watching the fight. At a time when it's already a riot, you're afraid to unleash an arrow and hit an ally, and you're probably watching for enemy reinforcements.

Oaks are often handled by two people. An oak with a flashy armored ecto poke from his back and a tip popping out to his belly. On his knees, a mace swung down by a big Joss hits him straight in the head.

The troika of adventurers seemed to have triumphed dangerously.

Kotalou, who watched the battle still, once settled, took a sigh of hunch in his nose and returned his heel to come back under Eugene. That's not a big deal, I guess I just wanted to say.

Kevin, the pedestrian, was calmly staring at their battle. As an employer, I presume, I see an assessment.

Thus, for the first time, Eugene saw the battle of the otherworlds. Unusual for Eugene, the camera was held in its hand without a pull.

Eugene didn't realize, but before the battle began, Alice had offered a camera with Brother Eugene. Alice is 7 years old. He was a wise boy.