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

"All right! It's fast when we all do it."

So squeaky Eugene looks around.

The leaves of the tree also fell off in late autumn.

On the south side of the pioneering land, outside the fence, the pioneering people were doing their own work.

Piles of wood are erected and fenced by Marcel, a former team of adventurers and a slave to Eugene, a dog-man tribe.

Instead of a fence surrounding the pioneering land as before, wooden fences were built on both sides to sandwich almost straight beast paths. From above, it is in the form of a pinch of sticks in two mountains. Sticks in two mountains... no, there's space between the mountains and the sticks. Even from above, it didn't take an obscene form.

A simple gate into the pioneering land borders the valley bottom between the two mountains. The idea is to shoot arrows and magic from the left and right against external enemies who have traveled down the beast path. Simple, but it seems to be a so-called 'killing room'.

Eugene and Alice are further out of the five working, tying in backwooded trees with pointed tips or tying ropes near their roots. The guidance of Irene, the archer of Nina and Kevin's escort adventurers of the cat tribe, the hunter, ensures that when one side is pulled, the rope is stretched to the height of the snake of the humanoid organism. It was the Adventurers' advice that it was a simple trap, but sufficient if you thought you were going to deal with a monster.

The Irene went to set up Naruko. Humans can spot it right away, but goblins and oaks can catch it at their leisure. Looks like Cotalou's accompanying him. The enemies of Cotareau, who discover their prey or enemies, have already gained the trust of their inhabitants. He is an excellent dog.

In the woods between the team of hunters planting the songs and Eugene, Nina the Cat Clan and her son Marc were doing a tree climb. No, I'm not playing. He climbs a tree with his hands and pays his branches. It's an important task to secure radiation to improve the outlook. It's because of Marc's shaking tail. Marc of the Dog Nation also seems to like the high places, drawing his mother's blood.

But the busiest team of woodworkers would have been Tomas and his two assistants to set up the defense of the pioneering land. It was an octahedral activity when the tips of the trees previously harvested were pointed and processed for fences and backwoods, or put together a simple canopy behind a fence that cut out next to the beast path.

By the way, it looks like Eugene's request added one. No, it's what the head of the pioneering group said, and it's fine, but Tomas was blurring. It is for cameras that are useless in defense. Eugene, it was the first abuse of power.

Kevin and his two exclusive escorts had occasionally carried a bottle full of water out of the pond near a fence. He also makes use of his backson, and the three go back and forth many times. Syziphos' labor repeatedly carrying wasted loads, not Kevin calls out when he waters the line that connects the vertices of the fences he pulls out and fills all the more collected bottles with water.

"Eugene, Alice, the water is ready!

"Thank you, Mr. Kevin! All right, Alice, then, as I explained, it's between the fence and the fence. It's right in front of that wet spot, so be careful."

"Yes, then I'll do it! Mmm."

I take Eugene's word for it, and Alice raises her hand and replies cheerfully. She is 9 years old, but she was only a child.

Mm-hmm, and Alice makes a voice as if she's powerful. No, I'm actually doing my best. Mm-hmm. When I do it, my navel becomes puffy. The word that follows is, what are you doing? Move it in your hand. They are trying to use magic. But the accumulation is clearly longer than usual. As much as I once did when I almost endangered the Adventurer Alliance Master in the city of Plumier.

And.

Unadorable magic was activated along with a cute voice called Eh.

On Alice's kneaded hand, a sphere of flame arises.

Waving down, its flaming sphere flies to the center of the 'Between Kills' planned site.

Landing.

And the flame spreads without exploding.

Apparently a new type of magic.

The red flame burns extensively up to the height around Eugene's leech. Unlike the usual Alice magic, the fire is maintained without extinguishing immediately, burning the sesame grass, which lasts three, five seconds and time. When the magic flames were extinguished, there was just a pussy and a burnt ground spread out there.

Finally, Alice seems to have learned some range magic. Encouraged by bulletin board residents, it is the result of Eugene's education.

Eh heh. Put your face down, Alice looking back proudly at Eugene.

Eugene, who should have taught him, is opening his mouth to Pocan and exposing the dumb surface. No, it's not just Eugene. Nina and Marc, who were nearby, a former adventurer party, Kevin and two dedicated escorts, and a team of woodworkers. The alignment is also aligned and the mouth is opened, and it is a dumb surface.

That's Alice tilting her little neck. She's a woman of praise.

"Ooh! Lady, that's amazing! Look, you guys, don't freak out, it's gonna be watery!

The first to recover was the former Adventurer Party leader. That's a different number of places. Though it was firm and rigid. Follow those words, Eugene, who waters them down. But the fire had gone out with little or no extension. The magic fire was controllable, and there was only a small amount of fire left in the burnt grass, leaves, and trees.

"Ah, Alice is amazing after all"

Praise Alice for saying that and stroke her head, Eugene.

On the other hand.

Um, this, uh, defense prep. That's it? It's so hard, Tomas the woodworker whispers. Speaking of which, this was the first time I had seen Alice's fire magic. To the ex-Class 3 Adventurer Party, Alice's Magic. Tomas, who had worked hard all night to protect the pioneering land to what seemed to be excessive force, couldn't help but blur.

With such a Tomas blur in my ear, Eugene says no, because safety comes first! I'll say it all. Such was the cold eye of a team of woodworkers that Eugene, that's right. But I have no choice. These days, they're black corporate face loser hours. The work may be excessive, and if so, it is resentful.

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Evening.

After a day of work, Eugene and Kevin, former Adventurer Party leaders, were gathered in a completed co-housing.

"You're in a lot of shape"

Eugene speaking with a smile. It is a pleasant one.

"Whoa. You're safe as long as we're here and the lady's magic doesn't even come in the dragon. Build a house and live together. Not just us, but he'll want to get his fiancée soon."

To put it that way is a former adventurer party leader. It is inked. I could even afford to notice the silent big man with a party member, his fiancée. Eugene says, uh, no, it's kind of a flag, but there's a dragon, and so on.

"No, there are no dragons around here. Although Wyburn sometimes seems to show up in the spring. Well, we wiped out the settlement, and when the snow broke out, Mr. Tomas' parents said they'd bring their disciples to see how it went, and authentic architecture would be after spring."

That said, Kevin breaks the flag built by the party leader. All right, you broke the flag, said the new flag again... etc. Eugene is saying bumps again.

"More than that, we've brought in common weapons, and traps and fences have taken shape. Let's decide who's in charge of this pioneering village."

That's what I say. I see Eugene, Kevin. Though he plays an almost sponsor-like role, Kevin doesn't still live in a pioneering village or open a store. The gaze clearly captures Eugene.

"Mr. Eugene, please. We'll fight on a party-by-party basis, or if we get attacked, we'll be out on a guerrilla basis. It's better for someone else to give instructions to the whole thing."

The former Adventurer Party leader also says so and sees Eugene better. If there is a battle in the pioneering lands, it is their plan to be at the forefront. It would be really difficult to look at the whole thing and give instructions.

"Huh...? Is that me? But I don't have any experience, and I don't know anything, do I?

"Mr. Eugene...... Today, at Mr. Eugene's behest, we built fences and traps for defense, didn't we? I gave you some advice, but everyone was convinced, so it worked. Everyone will follow Eugene's instructions if they know how to protect the base."

Kevin insists with a frightened look. It is an act. No, what I'm saying is actually what Kevin thought, but it was the act that made the look. A trained merchant is supposed to be a poker face or something.

"Well, we help too, and don't tell me if I'm wrong. I was somewhat wrong about that, and if the military doesn't attack me, it's an easy win. You don't have to worry about it."

Party leader slapping Eugene on the shoulder saying so. Oh, hey, I won't flag that, Eugene whining. It is the third time.

No, Kevin follows up with the Lord's Lady and her deputies, and she won't come to the army.

I got Kevin's word, and finally Eugene...

"Okay. I'm the head of the pioneering group, I'm the village chief, and I don't think so. I'll try the defense captain too!

Consolidate the grip and Eugene speaks of determination.

Speaking of which, neither the head of the pioneering group nor the village chief had the option to say no.

This is the first time I have taken up a position that I can refuse.

A little over three and a half years after Eugene came to this world.

Apparently, Eugene was growing spiritually, even slightly.