29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

"Did you destroy the array? You're a brave man."

"I may be a little out of standard, you see."

"It's a pleasure."

Pouring honey water into a wooden tumbler and handing it to him, the presence in front of him received it with a frightened voice, putting his tentacles on honey water for a moment before putting his mouth on the contents of the tumbler.

This voice, by the way, feels like it echoes directly into your brain like that waste god. Should I call it a reading?

'Sounds like it's not Killing Wasp honey. It's quite a mellow sweetness'

"It's Giant Hornet honey. Is that all right with the meat?

'It's really fine meat. I'm not dissatisfied.'

Right now, in front of me, an ant the size of a crowd is gokugokum shamsha with honey-watered tumblers in one hand and raw dragon meat in the other, sounding like a girl's tall voice. Somehow surreal. This look and voice unmatched is terrible.

"I'm really sorry about the accidents that killed some of your people."

'Except if it's an attack with clear malice and hostility, but if it isn't, that's fine if you compensate me adequately. Because if a dozen of us die, it doesn't destroy us all.'

Yes, I did.

He had involved more than a dozen repellents of the ants in front of him - the Antilles - in the landscaping work he had just gone to remember. No, I didn't expect that to be in the ground. Really.

Their demand for my actions was to provide enough food, or meat, to compensate for the damage. Fortunately, some of my storage was filled with dragon meat that I destroyed during the flood. I decided to offer it because I had extra Hydra meat that I had defeated before.

"By the way, what would you have done if you hadn't been able to provide the required amount?"

"All you have to do is compensate for the damage, or let them squeeze it out until they die."

"Oh no, I'm frightened!

What will they squeeze? I'm scared because I'm sure it's not in a sexual sense, seriously, I'm shaking. Is it blood or something like that?

"And it's meat and life is light."

"That's the difference between us and you."

As far as she (?) is concerned, the concept of the Antilles seems to be a very rare species. I get the impression that it's more mechanical than some creature. She never calls herself 'me' or 'herself', but 'us'. Is it "next clone will do well" or something like that?

'In fact, you deserve to be thankful for knocking me down. The array was a real troublesome silo thing. The soil is contaminated, and if you touch the meat, it's assimilated predation, and on top of that, it's even mental erosion.'

"What's that scary. You know, tentacle play and all that stuff."

My talent might make me resist, but I'm gonna bust that godless bastard one day. Let's find a way to punch God when he calms down, for real.

'We were pretty dangerous too when we first made contact. Because of the mental erosion, we had to dispose of about 30% of us.'

"Thirty percent is amazing... why are you guys where they are? Shouldn't we stay away from such a dangerous opponent?

"Because it's a threat, you've been keeping a close eye on it. We had established what to do when in contact. '

I've also lost my temper to plunge into the lightness of my life. I don't know what it's like to just extrapolate the content of 'what to do' from previous conversations.

While I was doing so, one mass-produced ant crawled out of the hole after another. No, I can't tell any of them from the mass production type.

"I want you to let me out because I carry meat."

"Aye. Doesn't it taste bad to put raw meat directly on the ground?"

"'' 'There is no problem. Come on, come on, come on.

"Ugh!?

I smile at the voices that echo multiple times in my head. The voice of a subtly voiceless girl echoes at the same time as if it were a chorus.

"" "" "Hyah! It is fresh meat!

Something is leaping with meat. This is terrible chaos.

I want you to imagine. The way ants, who are as long as people's backs, are wasting dragon tail meat like a goddess or something that only looks like manga meat. And with a girl's voice that sounds kinky on her head. It's too surreal to comment anymore.

"Uh, I'm more than happy for you. And I'm going to build a village or a city in this land. I think we need to make rules to reduce all kinds of accidents with each other, okay?

"Wait a moment."

Aliko moves her black tactile sensation pico. It's strange because depending on how you look at it, it makes me feel cute. Whether in a play-and-animal sense.

It's impossible for me to crave a big ant with no shards of human elements in the boulder, even proud to spread the strike zone. I wish this was a brunette girl with tactile hair. What if it was at least an Arkenian level.

Well, my wife doesn't need any more because she's had enough. Bears don't want to have all those beautiful women, pretty girls as daughter-in-laws and more anyway. I mean, seriously about the future, I don't feel like I'm already over-capacity.

Oh, I have to make everyone a Mithril dagger.

"It is an acknowledgement. If you speak to this hole, one of us will be right out. '

"Okay. Since we've built a kingdom against demons in a neat range, it should be safe unless it sucks."

'Copy that. Then I have a job to taste meat, so this is it.'

"Oh, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest."

I spoke to Ariko like that before activating a long-range transfer and flying to the mansion of Alfen, the king's capital. I'm kind of tired.

"Uh-oh, I'm home."

"Ah, welcome back, Mr. Tysi!

"Welcome back, you're safe, more importantly."

Diving through the mansion door while storing the armor directly in storage, Marr and the others were just about to move up the front hall stairs to the second floor. Marl rushes down the stairs with a light figure of his own, hugging him with the momentum he has left.

"I'm glad you're safe. Are you hurt?

"As you can see, there is no scratch. Some of them were a little nasty."

I almost feel bad remembering what a meat mass must look like to lose my sanity, but thanks to the temperature and softness of Marl holding me back. Tina and Flam also walked right to the side when they were doing so.

"Thank you for your safety."

Tina calls out like that and hugs me softly, just like Marr, while Flam says nothing and just leans aside.

When I got home, I was great, too, being surrounded by three beautiful girls, beautiful girls. Is this the one with the rear? I feel like I can do anything right now. I'm not afraid of anything anymore!

No, let's not flag it. I don't feel compelled to break it now, but Mr. Death Flag can't be insulted.

"The tail is fine, you've got quite a lot of land under control. Simply, but we've put in place a counterdemonic junction, and the land has been purified. And then I made contact with the intelligent species of the tree sea. He was a big ant. He called himself the Antilles."

"You're annoying. Big ant, is it? You said there were no intelligent races around there, right?

"It seemed like you were living in the ground, and you couldn't find it? Besides, that tree sea is a lot of nasty demons, and no matter how powerful an Arkenian species is, you can't easily gather information."

In fact, it would be nothing but a painful journey to wander and gather information without hitting that vast, poorly prospected sea of trees. I can fly in the sky, so it would be a little better, but on foot or something, I want to shy away too.

However, I discovered some ruins when I flew over the tree sea before, so I would like to investigate it sometime when I have time. I want to make contact with the other intelligent races that Kusukha was talking about. Oh, there's no end to what I want to do or do.

"You, shouldn't you rest a little tomorrow? What's the matter, sir?

"No, you are..."

"We're going to be a couple, so I thought I'd call you this... didn't you like it?

Say that with a gorgeous smile and let Tina tilt her neck. Oh, my God. What, what is this, this... destructive power? Unintentional hitting will be cowardly. Sometimes it gets worse.

"Tina...... you're so sweet!

"Hmm, I see"

Marl becomes a very unseen face of white-eyed paleness in Tina's words and actions, and Flam, standing a little further away, nods as impressed.

This sounds like you should also pay attention to Mr. Flamm's unintended strikes. No, you're already surprisingly good at what you call it.

And you, you... don't get your chest hot. I'd like to clean things up quickly and experience something called a sweet honeymoon. No, if I had eight daughters-in-law, it might not be sour or sweet.

"No, I don't hate it at all. thrilled."

That's what I say, kiss my forehead and hug Tina. Marl and I are in a different mood. Do I really have to tell you that it's going to break? Marl has a supple core behind her softness, or she feels relieved to lean over.

"Hey! Hey, Mr. Tysi! Aside from me, you're such an innocent!

"Uh, yes, yes, he said he knew. Marl's the best."

After releasing Tina, she circles in circles holding Marl, who is in tears. Uh, I knew I'd be relieved to hold Marl. Stop spinning and breathe heavily, exhaling. It's not like I smell fetish, but I'm relieved to smell mare with a slightly sweet smell mixed with the smell of herbs.

After a moment of indulgence and liberation, Marl, who had been in tears until earlier, smiled in a very good mood. Um, kinda cute.

"Come on, Flam too, Camon!

"Uh... well, sweeten to your words"

He jumped into his chest, a little confused as he tried to spread his arms toward the flam, which stood a little further away. Hugging each other from the front makes me feel really happy with Flam's rich tits pressed against my chest.

It is also good to be close to your face because your back length is about the same. As he stared at the framed face and the obsidian black eyes, his face inadvertently widened full of vision. Soft flam lips push against my lips.

"" Ah!?

There's some noise between Marl and Tina on the side.

Firmly for a long time the lips met before Flam gently let go of his face and smiled with a slightly red face to show.

There's been a war.

It is between the kingdom of Calendyl, which boasts abundance, and the kingdom of Misclonia, which boasts excellent skill and magic with the blood of a brave man in its body.

No matter how rich the kingdom of Calendil was, its number of soldiers was twice as open, and it was wondered if the kingdom of Misscronia, with its superior skill, magic and experience, could be beaten.

But the wars will be overshadowed by the intervention of the brave.

The Second Regiment Army of the Kingdom of Misscronia, which was in charge of backward support by the ambush of the brave, was destroyed and the First Regiment of the Kingdom of Misscronia, which was avant-garde, took the form of an interdiction by the Army of the Kingdom of Calendyl and the brave.

Though the First Regiment of the Kingdom of Misscronia, which realized that there was no later, also resisted fiercely, it would suffer defeat before the army of the Kingdom of Calendyl, which boasts a wealth of goods, and the brave man, who boasts an overwhelming power.

"Ha! Wow, a strawberry, a strawberry...!

"Bad times, Marl. Come on, Mr. Flam, you're fucked."

"I'm sorry, huh?

"Ahhh!? Ra, Ra! There......!?

Shivering in small pieces with a scream that won't be a drawn voice, Marl stops moving with a quiet and happy look. The shaky look is really good.

"Um, next time you're flam."

"What?"

"I'm sorry to trick you, but it was to create this situation for both of us... Whoa!

"Uh, heh."

Jumps into the big chest of Flam smiling with his hands wide open as he returns Nori's good response. The night is still long.

"My lord, your face doesn't seem excellent, but are you a jerk? Massage, do you want?

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine, but I'll ask you later, keep your hips focused."

"Yes."

Mabel, a girl maid, lines up one breakfast after another before me as she says so in a delightfully bounced voice.

After that, I fell asleep after spending some time with Fram, and I got a morning run by the resurrected Royal Missclonian Army. That is a total loss already. Revenge was really harsh.

Moreover, he joined the army of the Royal Misscronian Army for some reason until the flam he had woken up in the second half of the year. It is just the formation of a coalition.

They were even given suspicious drugs to see where they had been removed from and squeezed out. Why does Marl's medicine penetrate my poison tolerance? I feel like a gag correction or something like that. God's invisible hands.

Oh, I'm getting a bad feeling. Don't come out, don't come out, okay? All right.

"Mr. Tysi, what are you going to do today?

Marl, a strangely matte skin, asks me with a smile. By the way, not only Marl but Tina and Flam are also slightly skinned. It is bad with the three of us. I'm the only one who's coaled. I can't solve it.

"You're a blacksmith in the morning. When it's afternoon, I think we'll go around inside and take everyone into the area."

"Okay. Then we'll look into the Antilles as an example."

"Okay. Oh, can you finally do me a favor? I have a shield with the seal of the kingdom of Calendyl that I got from the Skeletons of the Crusading Knights on the ground yesterday, deliver this to the Royal Castle or the Zontark."

Remove the sealed shield of the Kingdom of Calendyl from storage and show it to Marl. Marl receives it and looks at its shield jealously as it flips.

"Okay, I'll deliver it to the royal castle!

"Oh, please."

So after the morning meeting, I dropped off the mares going out and I went straight to the blacksmith workshop... before Mabel stepped on me in the living room and I was no longer massaged.

"Is this it? Does it feel good here?

"Oh, there, there, oh..."

"Ugh, you feel good. Doesn't it feel good to be kicked in by a maid of honor?

"It feels good to be trampled at Mabel's, ahhhhhhhhhh"

"... Dear Hall, would you please stop planting weird things on my niece"

You couldn't see the boulders. I don't usually say anything. Mr. Jack blames me and Mabel for playing with bitter voices.

"It's a little playful."

"Yes, uncle."

"Please be a little healthier."

He leaks like that in a tired voice, and Mr. Jack lifts Mabel up with a leopard and throws him on the couch. And I gave in right next to me sleeping on the carpet.

"This is what a massage does. It's literally just a toy."

Mr. Jack's hand wraps around his sulli and my thigh, and his hand attaches to his hips. And it began to be critical and powerful.

"Hey, what?"

"Pull yourself out of your body and relax. Hmm."

Gukki.

"Aohhhh!?

An unexpected shock gives me a strange voice.

"This is the real massage..."

Mabel shines her eyes and sends a look of respect to Mr. Jack. Hey, stop, are you going to remember this?

"I have up to one hundred and eight massages. Enjoy."

"Ma, wait! Aber!?"

"Ho, I can't solve it..."

I feel like I'm seeing something terrible when I'm supposed to be working. Somehow I have to hope that you all treat it a little softer. True.

Or Tina, who comes running in the morning telling me to rest tomorrow, can't even be insulted. After all, he was Marr's sister to Mr. Il's blood.

Well, that's a long time ago full blacksmith work.

My daughter-in-law has grown all at once, so I'm going to use this as an opportunity to build a Mithril dagger for a number of people. Until Tina got here, it was just Marl and Fram. But Tina was followed by more daughters-in-law, so you'll need to show my attitude firmly here.

It's a material, but I'm going to be honest with you about making it missly here. You can use divine silver, but I make the marl's share with misrills, so I make it fairly misrills here.

Mithrills do not rust on top of less deterioration due to age, and they are also quite durable and will not fade even more beautifully. It's inferior to black steel in stubbornness, and it's no match for crystals in magic amplification efficiency. In terms of comprehensiveness, Orihalcon performs better in everything.

Conversely, Mithrills are easier to obtain and process than Orihalcon, far more beautiful than black steel and tougher than crystals. It would be the ideal material in the sense of combining practicality and decoration.

"I don't know what it's like."

I've prepared a Mithril ingot. I will erase the design proposal on the tablet, write it, erase it, and repeat the writing to consolidate the image of the dagger for everyone.

In this world, there are two kinds of paper, parchment and papyrus-like, but it is hard to write when both are erased, and when the amount is aligned, it is hard inside. It is convenient to do this with wax stone on a tablet when doing this kind of triand-error repetition.

By the way, writing your name on the ground with this doesn't summon you to a different world. Not a shame, though.

"Flam's is, um..."

Flam, who has combat skills, may actually have the opportunity to wave the sword of chastity. Then it would be better to focus on practicality as well as on marl.

Either that's an understated personality or I don't think it fits that it's too flashy. It's not a good idea to make it too plain. It seems that the sword of chastity is also like an engagement ring, so it is preferable to see it at a glance and see it.

"Uhm, something like this"

All I could do was a simple double-edged dagger. The cuts are sharp, and the torso is thick.

A product with a more spike in mind than slashing, it confers the characteristics of unbroken, unbroken, unbent and not blunted by blood or fat by applying a magical engraving.

Struck to the fullest with the knowledge gained when the skill of blacksmithing is level 5, this product automatically aspirates the surrounding magic to make the effect sustainable semi-permanently. It's a delicacy to call the Devil's Sword.

It can be said that it puts a specific gravity on one point, maximizing its performance as a blade.

"Ideal kitchen knife...... no, you shouldn't think any more"

Look, frozen meat and hard root vegetables are easy! Even fish can go bone-by-bone! Plus, no need to take care of it, just gently flush it with water for clean use!

An old man dressed in a flashy outfit with a strangely tall voice begins to advertise in his brain. No, I can't do this any more. Let's not think about it.

Use the smooth dragon leather to snap the sheath and it's done.

Name: Mithril Dagger

Quality: Transcendental

Special Effects: Immortality

This is what it looks like when you look at it with an appraisal eye. And you're out big with immortality.

Well, as a maker, it's almost immortal, as the appraisal suggests, if the magic engraving works. I think I can destroy it after I turn down the magic supply and deactivate the effect of the magic engraving, but I find it difficult to destroy it with strength even if it is in its current state.

Incidentally, this immortal magic engraving can only be imparted to swords, plus specifications that cannot coexist with other special effects. It can't be removed, and it can't be used for weapons other than protective equipment or blades. I'd try to overcome him one day, but he's less urgent, so I'm behind him.

Come on, let's take it next.