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

"Well, we're going to go inside the ghost tribe..."

I look over at the face I gathered after I said that.

"Because your sister is preached to Master Kusuha"

The first of my companions is Tina, who stands next to me with her face. Tina, who is often dressed like a princess due to a lot of housekeeping, is a dragon-leather dress armor that is also practical because today she accompanies her in negotiations with ghosts. It looks dressy, but it uses dragon leather, and because it gives me magic to detect attacks and automatically deploy defensive barriers, it has a more robust defensive performance than all of its body armor. The same process is applied to Tiara, who decorates her forehead, so that even Tina, who is incapable of fighting, can safely go inside the ghost tribe.

"You're not going to go fight anything else, are you a little overprotective?

Deborah laughs bitterly and says so, but I don't think so. I was suddenly severely ill on my right shoulder at first glance, so I wouldn't be too cautious and bad. No, I don't think it's a good idea to make a very swordswallowing impression.

I'd really like you to wear that overprotective gear, too.

"Don't worry about it. It doesn't look good in a dress like that, and most importantly, it doesn't calm me down."

That's what I'm gonna tell you, Deborah, and I'm gonna show you my shoulders, but I know. Actually, I'm sneaking up on Marl to see if he can make a pill that thins his hair or something that can make him look more human. As far as I'm concerned, I think Deborah's personality makes her feel better now. I was anxious to get it right at first, but I should have gotten used to it. I'm afraid of the breadth of my defense.

"Are you sure you want to get such fine armor until I do?

With that said, Kayjay is adjusting every part of his armor without a look on his face. Kayjay was equipped with a dragon skailmeil with dragon scales on a soft leather armor made of hydra leather. It is very simple to make and simply fasten it with a belt and hardware on the side, worn from the head. The only thing that covers it is the torso of the upper body, and the shoulders and arms are peeled out. Most importantly, it is equipped with a simple cage hand or shin when it comes to arms and feet.

It could be described as a mobility-oriented protective gear that defends only the most lethal parts.

"Report the comfort of using it. You know the Dwarf armorer I've been calling lately?

"Yeah, I get it"

I snort back at Cajay who snorts. Yes, in fact, I already live Mr. Ritz and Mr. and Mrs. Peron in this territorial capital, Clover. We invited the couple in exchange for a method of purifying divine silver, the Orihalcon-Misril alloy. Mr Ritz was slightly reluctant, but in a form pushed through by the strong hopes of his wife, Mr Perón.

Mr. Perón himself was overwhelmed by the fact that he could refine Divine Silver as much as he wanted with my support. He was also attracted to unknown demonic material obtained in the Great Tree Sea. Now they work as parents of beasts and Arkenian craftsmen.

Her specialty is armor, shields and other protective equipment, but she also seems to be able to make and dress weapons. Well, it looks like you can tailor a dress armor or something, so the outfit isn't very uncomfortable.

"It's light and good, this is... I'm not uncomfortable with the movement either."

Raise your voice like Cajay impressed you as you fly and jump using your tail as well as your hands and feet. Cajay's specialties are claws and throwing weapons that divert demonic material.

I once had a training team because there was a place where the style of combat would be worn with me, but it was quite a practice that combined speed and strength. It was quite an interesting way of fighting when I thought I'd done the spinning kick over, kicking and jumping on the ground with my tail, and using my tail for tricky postural control even in the air. So much so that they inevitably let me guard him a few shots.

The boulder had too many abilities, and as soon as I turned to attack, the battle arrived.

"Are you going on this visit with the four of us?

"Oh, it will. Marr is preached to Kusukha, and Flam is on a business trip to the Kingdom of Karendyl, and Karen and the others can't take him because he may be in danger, and Merkina is fine with me, so dismissed. Then it becomes Tina and Deborah, the Common Sense and Beast Representative, and Kayjay, the face connector, who can negotiate without hesitation. Yamato works like a carriage horse, and Thorne's doing an operational test for a new piece of equipment called demon evacuation around a street laying site."

I wonder if it was the disposable versus the large demonic weapon that was letting Thorne and the others run the experimental unit right now.

A throwing arrow that explodes - it's like a large dart, which at the same time is accelerating with rocket injection using the magic of the wind, poking deep into the subject before exploding.

I struggled with securing a magic source for use as an explosive and propellant, and simplifying it so that people other than me could easily make it. It's nonsense that I make them by hand more than they are disposable weapons, and it's not a good idea to use very expensive materials if you consider mass productivity.

So the material of the body is black steel and brass, and a small amount of misrills. As for the Magic Source, which is an explosive and propellant, it diverts the sharpening cushion that exits when processing the demonic nucleus of the demon into the Demonic Crystal Stone. Inevitably, that's going well, but if there's any variation in power, we'll need to do something like use the Demonic Crystal Stone properly, or even crush the Demonic Nucleus.

The processing of black steel and brass would be technically fine as it stands, but the processing of mythrills would need to be trained by specialist craftsmen or the development of engraving machines if mass production was to be carried out, as some magic lettering engraving etc.

Whoa, I missed the point.

"All right, let's go. They'll be waiting for you with a long neck."

"The Ghosts... I'm looking forward to seeing what they look like."

"I'm a little scared"

I open the menu listening to such conversations between Deborah and Tina, designating the inside of the ghost tribe from the map to open the transfer gate. Well, he said we'd discuss it, but I don't know what's going on.

"Finally. I was just beginning to wonder if I'd been forgotten."

"I was wondering if it would be too tight. I'm busy developing the city."

We suddenly appeared at the entrance to the ghost tribe. We were immediately spotted on the inside lookout and immediately invited inside. The guardians of the ghost tribe guarding the entrance and exit were equipped with a grueling weapon made of demonic material and had a frivolous atmosphere, but it was a little ghost tribe woman in a beautiful kimono who took over the guidance inside.

The back length of the Little Ghost tribe is about one meter to one meter fifty against the Great Ghost tribe, which is roughly more than two meters in body. To be honest, I can only see it as a child girl, but as far as the gatekeeper's reaction is concerned, it could be inferred that he is in a considerable position.

"Are all the clothes worn by a human woman that beautiful?

"None of them, not that this is a specially tailored item for me by my husband. Your kimono is lovely, too. The fabric gloss is nice, and the colorful yarns seem to shine"

"Don't you? This kimono of mine was also asked by a certain man of mine to weave it. It's my favorite. It's tougher than bad armor."

And at some point, Tina and I are breaking it down and having a girls-talk. Surely the kimono of the lady of the Little Ghost tribe was a beautiful dish. It is a delicacy in which colorful flowers are woven in a lustrous black fabric, such as gold and silver yarn, which makes the pitch-black night sky a fabric as it is. Probably woven with Arkenian yarn.

They don't have a good relationship with the Arkenian interior right now, so is that a kimono made when the interaction was thriving before it happened?

The ghosts inside, unlike us who walk to the center of the inner house, bow their heads deeply to the little ghost woman who guides them without exception. Wasn't Enki the chief we talked about last time? I think I have a higher level of respect.

"Speaking of which, you didn't name it. My name is Ilori, Enki's wife."

"... what, seriously. That big Enki old man's wife?

"My husband is big enough to waste it."

I nodded silently as I turned my gaze to Cajay. Seriously. That's a hell of a difference in stature. This.

"I'm stronger than Enki, by the way"

I nodded silently as I turned my gaze to Cajay. Seriously, what's going on?

"The woman was told to talk to the government, but I can't leave it up to the man this time."

"Saying?

"What, it's a simple story. I don't know how, but did you purify that spirited land? Besides, I heard you were talking about sourcing salt and food from the outside. Cut through this great sea of trees and make a capital. I was supposed to laugh at stupid stories."

That's what I said. The little ghost woman who named herself Ilori comes looking at Chilari and this way. Oh, my God.

"There was a high degree of certainty that we were really purifying that unclean land and building the city and the walls. They're expanding into a massive demon shelter."

"Information?"

"There would be fairies in and out, wouldn't there? I'm a naughty, troubled bunch of people, but I can't make a deal with them."

oh... you were spying on the fairy. No, you collected information from fairies who have been in and out of our house rather than spying on us. I don't think anyone cares if those guys come and go. But then we'll have to think hard about counteracting fairies. Not if they steal confidential information.

"Pfft... don't worry about that. Those are innocent beings, and even more sensitive to malice. Nothing to worry about will happen. The information we get from you focuses on the unusual content of people's lives, delicious food, funny mischief stories, etc."

"Thank you."

"By the way, they say mischief to you is the most popular of fairies. You think you're most likely to get caught and thrilled."

"They really make me cry!

I'm punishing the fairy I caught like a day in a row, but this is a case that should raise the level of punishment. Do you even make it with a fully automatic fairy slaughter device? Machiny to restrain and tickle.

"By the way, could our destination be over there?

"Um, it's our rally point. We get together and talk when we decide something. Is something wrong?

We face the attitude of Ilori, who leans his neck toward Deborah's words.

"No, that's different, isn't it?

Tina and Deborah nod at my words.

That would be so. Whatever you think, it just looks like an outdoor special ring, and what's happening isn't a discussion, it's a beating.

Is that it or is it a discussion? What are you scared of?

"Discussion is fisting, isn't it?

"In general, that's not a discussion, it's a beating."

"Really? Anyway, we had a discussion day after day to get our opinions through."

"That would have been a sawdust spectacular sight..."

Even now, the men of the Great Ghosts still beat each other up with splashes of blood and sweat in rings like a stage made of stone. It's a fight to stop each other's legs. Heavy hitting noises sound with each blow, and the giant of the Great Ghost Clan is shaking about.

"By the way, what are we discussing now?"

"Looks like you're rubbing your delicious ingredients in spring with mushrooms or octopuses."

"Mushrooms, right?"

"You're a dick, aren't you?

"Hey, stop it, idiot"

Apparently, the mushroom tachen conflict has spilled over to different worlds. Tina is a mushroom and Deborah is like a tachenoch. Me? I don't wear superiority or inferiority because I like both. Whatever you say with an opportunistic bastard. You won't eat them all from the side while they're fighting.

"You can discuss ghosts only with ghosts. Maybe it's a ghost culture, but other than ghosts, we basically do it with words."

"It would be obvious. Naturally I know that."

That's what Ilori said, with a niggling, pranky grin. Apparently, they were making fun of me. I really want you to stop because it doesn't sound like a joke.

The ghost tribes who had a beating in the name of discussion when they were interacting like that noticed this one. Mostly men, but some of them women. Ugh, isn't that a bit highly exposed?

"It hurts."

"Don't look too giddy."

Deborah flanked me. Tina is staring at me with her eyes. You don't have a choice, it's a boy. I want you to forgive me because it's like habit or instinct to be blinded by a dynamite body that feels like Zudong Bakiu.

"Huh, you're still blue"

"No, I'm actually a lot older than I look, me. Looks like my body's gonna pull me off."

I've been trying not to think too much about it, but I feel like my thoughts and actions are being pulled quite a bit by my body because my body is young and has gained disproportionate power. Before I came to the world over here, I felt a little more like this, or worse, a drawstring physique or self-depraved. Well put, I think it felt calm with steady thinking.

That said, it is also true that there is no choice but to worry. I don't think about anything I can't help thinking about. Instead, my daughter-in-law asks me to point it out and slap it as soon as I can.

"Hung, did you finally show up? I'm tired of waiting."

"Really? Thank you. By the way, the band-aid in the middle of your face is amazing."

"...... Gnu"

Enki is silent on my point.

There's a big band-aid in the middle of my tough face. I guess I'll just have to go in. The person who got stuck also makes a gu noise - no, they only make a gu noise.

"So, I heard on the road, is it a good idea that the ghosts are going to be trading and exchanging talent with the city we've cut?

"That's the thing... but there are terms"

"Conditions?"

I lean my neck, wondering what it is, to use Ilori's words as an alternative to Enki, which only makes gu noise. Good terms if you can drink, but if you don't, just a little rambling - no, you're also an ant to discuss.

"Consider positively when it comes to interacting with each other, but make sure that promises such as exchanges of supplies, exchanges of personnel, or in the event of sinners or whispers occur are not verbal promises, but make a firm testimony after discussion. It also means setting up an opportunity to periodically review the contents of the agreement. We have been outside beings for a long time - especially with humans. It may offend you to say this, but to us it is a clever being to be human. I want to avoid being exploited unilaterally when I realize it."

"I see, it would certainly be natural to think so. Even I want to do this as long as possible with the ghosts, and I want to build a mutually beneficial relationship in order to do so."

"I think so too. Because it won't last long that only one of them will gain unilaterally."

When I turned my gaze, Tina agreed with my words and said so.

Right, it's no fun for anyone to just gain from the other guy. Everyone thinks so. I think so, too. Even ghosts would think so. Nevertheless, it is also human nature that we want to gain more than our opponents. I don't know about ghosts.

"Even so, I'm honestly not a very smart guy, and you're so amateur when it comes to things like those trade treaties. How am I supposed to decide this sort of thing?

"Well, when it comes to treaties on trade between countries, are they arrangements for the entry and residence of citizens of both countries, the protection of their bodies and property, the right to freedom of commercial activity, the treatment of citizens of each other when they commit crimes, and matters relating to transactions, including customs duties?"

"I see. Is it okay to make fun of it?

"No, sir."

"Right"

My troublesome thing is, the round-throat operation suddenly stood up. Oh, my God. I think we should leave it to the experts to think about that. Amateurs can't think about it.

Speaking of experts, we need to arrange a legal development expert. Oh, annoying annoying annoying annoying. That's it, why don't we just leave it all to ourselves now? I'll take people to civil engineering as instructed. I did my best, didn't I? Can't you? Really?

"That said, I don't think it's possible to decide everything today. Why don't we start by deciding on a general policy and packing up the details?

"Well, if I use the portal, it's not that hard to get around."

"Shall we discuss it, then, including around it"

We shall confirm the agreement of both sides and begin with a debate on how to proceed with this discussion. Looks like Enki will be joining us this time, and Enki and Ilori sat in line opposite each other. Kayjay sat back in a position that would keep us close to the observers.

By the way, sitting is ! laid next to the special ring. \ Looks like we're going to see some flowers.

"In the meantime, I don't think it's fair to come here every time to discuss it."

"That being said. To be honest with you, going from here to your capital is gonna break your bones, okay?

"Oh, no, that's not what I meant. I'll give you a lift, so maybe next time we can talk in Clover. You ghosts haven't seen the capital yet, have you? I think there are some things you actually feel with your eyes."

"Hum, isn't that what you're saying and holding hostage whoever went to negotiate?

"Mm, Cora."

"General, please calm down. Don't even Enki's husband. My husband is naturally afraid, but the Admiral would never do that. I guarantee this of the people's deputies in the river. If you break this promise, you can boil me down, bake me, and set me free."

Kayjay cracks in between me and Enki, who's about to get sick.

That's right, that's right, say more. If I wanted to do it in the first place, it wouldn't take me five minutes to get further inside, but I took the hostage. If you're going to blackmail me, don't be shoddy about holding the people who came to negotiate hostage. I'm going to take this very place hostage.

"It's weird what I say on this side, but Tysi won't stop doing that. Even when we first came to the village of the Beast, he helped us to the point where we were worn out with little in return. In the kingdom of Karendyl, beasts like us get a lot of money if we capture and enslave them. Still, Tysi didn't do that, and on the contrary, he prepared a new heaven and earth. Somehow, it's often evil, but the roots are popular. So you can assume I'm not going to do that kind of 'bad aftertaste' thing."

"Hey, you."

"Speaking of which, you had an attack the other day that killed our husband when he was injured. No, that was a horrible attack."

Ilori laughs bitterly. Stinkiest weapon ever, Mr. Sur Stremming. Half the time.

"I just gave you fish salted to thank you for shooting a bludgeon arrow in me, Nah. No, I was just wondering, what's the first blow to death?

I can't tell you that.

That's what I said and I was frustrated with the nitwit laughing irony, so I tried to see Enki with my appraisal eye, but for some reason I couldn't see anything. Usually I get a window that displays the appraisal results, but that doesn't even come out. However, I feel uncomfortable with chilliness and itching in the back of my eyes.

"It's no use, because I'm taking care of peeps."

I don't think Ilori keeps laughing with Nitanita and pounding her tongue. Is this how you laughed at me? You don't like this girl very much. Maybe your daughter is older than me.

"Let's move on than that. As far as I'm concerned, I agree with Lord Tysi's proposal, I'd actually like to see Clover and them with these eyes. Four or five, just like you are today, okay?

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't care how many. Well, if you think about the personnel you're responding to, maybe at most ten."

I'm going to have people look around quite freely, but I also have to put people on so they don't get into dangerous or private places. Too much is troublesome.

"I don't think that's reasonable. What about Master Ilori and Master Enki?

"Hum, isn't it good? If there were ten of us, it wouldn't be so unusual."

"Right. Why don't you try bringing this product in, too?

"Then let's adjust in that direction. Admiral, why don't you bring in the men from Clover, the ladies, the people of the river, and the mistresses of the Admiral?"

"Don't be mistress. That's not what they are."

What are you laughing at, you lizard bastard? Shall I skin him and turn him into a purse?

What Kayjay is saying is my mistress is when Mr. Il used it to run a fucking nobleman - what did I say, yes, about the subhuman slaves who helped Viscount Siden out. Thanks, Viscount Siden seemed to have a hobby for subhuman daughters, and rescued them in the order of asking him to go missing.

A lot of people didn't plan to go, so I decided to let them live in Clover, the territorial capital, which was under development at the end of the twist... Well, what, they really liked it. I know I can't help but look like a white horse prince or something in the situation.

"I wish I'd cognized you"

"'Cause I didn't make any kids or anything, did I? You don't have any cognition, do you?

"Ha ha, you prefer the hero color, but you do it on the ground. You want me to do some daughter-in-law stuff from inside of us, too? Hmm?"

"Can you give me a break because I'm having trouble responding to that..."

Whether you take it or not, the corner stands, right?