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

In conclusion, the building of a mutually beneficial relationship with the ghost tribe went well.

"Are not men born of bread?"

"You want jam, incensed meat, milk."

"Yeah, well. I mean it completely differently, but this word."

I think it was the original nuance that human beings do not live by material satisfaction alone, but by obtaining God's word and faith. But, well, this time the pattern feels more fitting for misuse.

"Actually, it's important to have entertainment and preferences. If life is stable, it must be even worse."

"Salt is important as well as a hobby."

It was later found out that there was a chronic shortage of salt as well as preferences in the ghost tribe. Salt is very difficult to secure in the life of the great tree sea, far away from the sea.

The main source is limited to those extracted by the people of the river using hydromagic with very little salt contained in the water flowing through the river, or those boiled in salt springs gushing near the inside of the haunted people, and later apparently there is something of a nature that stores trace amounts of salt in the plants growing in the tree sea, obtained through lapses such as drying and burning the plants, dissolving their ashes in the water and filtering and boiling them.

None of them are that efficient. Only a few salts are available on top. Besides, this year the people of the river were raided by demons they didn't know what to do and the people of the river were not able to secure enough salt to trade, or some of the usual demons were growing in number or ferocious because of the floods in the first place.

Well, I'm not even going to use that because I get it. If you took salt as a shield, you might have carried things in favor of the ghosts, but it's not like I want to exploit profits from the ghosts. I just want to take it in as a body and not let it get in the way of territorial development - and use it well if possible. Then this would be a great place to sell your thanks. The ghost tribe seems to be of an obsessive nature.

"Is that okay -? I think salt and preferences can be set higher and profitable."

"You can't help squeezing it out of your body."

"Mm-hmm. Right."

Marl, the assistant clerk beside me, is in a good mood as Nico if he does something about what's fun. What is it?

"Did something good happen? I'm in a good mood... but could it have been deadbeat?

"No, unfortunately I haven't been deadbeat yet. I'm just glad that what Tysi's trying to do is taking shape."

"Oh, I see. Yeah, it's definitely taking shape."

In the meantime, of the species of the Great Tree Sea who could communicate, they were in contact and established friendly relations with other than the mechanical life-like species known as the Guardians. The walls surrounding downtown are also still in the process of being built, but have taken shape.

I'd say the streets are getting tidy, too. The water supply and sewerage were also maintained by the efforts of the Antilles, and the water purification equipment using the water tower and the Snake Dragon Ball using the Soul Soul Crystal is operating normally. The canal, which was stretching towards the living area of the river's people, was also not yet connected, although the shore protection work had not yet been completed. I still call myself Sahagin - no more river children. They say the river children are working day and night.

Streets stretching east and west from the territorial capital of Clover, but this one also opened for the side of the Kingdom of Calendyl. Opening, or to the extent that I can still walk through the great tree sea by logging trees. I also have to expand the road and lay cobblestones so that the carriage can pass through. Besides, we have to build accommodation in a few places on the road leading up to Clover, and we need antidemons.

The streets to the side of the Kingdom of Misscronia have hit a large wetland zone along the way, so we are considering whether to bypass it or bury it or bridge it. The canals of the people of the river have come to a paragraph, so I plan to send them to investigate and get their opinions on what to do.

The beasts are extensively engaged in a variety of tasks, and it seems that there are many Arkenians who become artisans. The Antilles are not only resistant to civil works, but also to calculations, so they are actually suitable for civilian use. The people of the river have a variety of races, but overall many people are highly suited for water and earthly magic, so they make use of magic to work around the water and are extensively active in medical, sanitary and cleaning works. The Centaurs are busily rushing west and east inside and outside the territorial capital Clover, and the ghosts who have recently begun to colonize are doing various jobs such as agriculture, pottery making, architecture for liquor brewing, and simple manual labor.

Fairies? Those guys, well, they do whatever they want in various places to Freedom, but they play a part in maintaining law and order by keeping an eye on their kids and arbitrating fights. Surprisingly.

"The deal with the kingdom of Calendyl is about to begin first."

"Right. Well, I didn't think there was such a big wetland zone to the east..."

I agree with the whining that Marl leaked as he looked at the thing that woke the Great Tree Crossing Street to the map. Streets stretched west to the Kingdom of Calendyl penetrated the Great Tree Sea to finally reach the national territory of the Kingdom of Calendyl, but the streets that exited to the eastern side of the Kingdom of Misscronia had hit massive wetlands in the middle of that itinerary.

"What do you want to do? If it wasn't for Mr. Tysi's magic, would you do it?

"That would be fine. Can't you use that one? It was used in the capital of the kingdom of Misclonia."

"Sure, the water board can carry a lot of luggage if it's a large one, but the water board used in the chron only goes at a slightly faster speed than walking, so it's not fast enough to use it as it is for trading, is it?

"I guess speed makes up for it in some way. What about the operating costs?

"I don't know much about it either, but I don't think it's that expensive. It's commonly used in clones. You just don't know what happens when you increase your speed."

This is going to please Mr. Il, though, because if he were to use the water boards used in the Kingdom of Misclonia, he would be ordering a significant amount. Whatever it is, it depends on the findings of sending the people of the river.

"The quickest thing to do is to magically dry up the wetlands and build a path."

"It doesn't seem like a very realistic means, but Mr. Tysi would be able to do it, wouldn't he?"

"I don't know if I have to try, but don't feel like I can"

I feel like I should use soil magic and water magic together to lean over and drain water and harden some range on it. However, if we don't do it quite deep down, the road itself may sink later.

"How about a big bridge?"

"Is it a bridge?

"I thought it might be easier to use dirt magic to punch long stone piles into the swamp and bridge them as a foundation."

"When it comes to connecting bridges, it's the one that rocks about that valley or something, right? I don't think the carriage can get through."

"Oh yeah, I guess so"

The bridges I imagine and Marl imagine are different things, but if you think about it, I don't think there's a technology in this world that makes large bridges. I think the main cable stretching out of the strut was definitely the one that bundled over a hundred thick steel wires. I don't have the technology or the materials to make that.

Metal is expensive. There's an element of magic to be processed and mined, and that's why we're developing there, but because of the element of demons, mining itself is life-threatening. Iron Ore Mineral Yatter! Or so I thought, it was a demonic nest with crusts made of iron, wasn't it, Yader?! Oh, my God, it's still happening. It seems to be a public perception that the dwarves of mount buses who are producing iron products by beating them to death.

I didn't face Marl, and he roared and knocked on the office door.

"Go ahead -"

"Excuse me, I will"

"Oh, Shelly? What's the matter with you alone?

Shelley, the fox-eared girl, came into the room reluctantly. She's often with Karen all the time, but rarely seems to be alone today. She is even smaller than a small marl. He's not that tall as Marl when he puts a big fox ear in his head.

He's also one of my daughters... Yeah, this is definitely a crime. If this kid and I do something naughty and zucchin ', we'll definitely take care of the officer with one shot out.

Shelley, who took me and Marl's gaze all together, leaned down for a while and modged, but she held both fists in front of her chest and screamed whether she had decided to.

"Wow, congratulations to me Momochan!!

Shelley, who said so either because of nervousness or out of shame or with her face turned bright red, meditates her eyes and is blubbering and shivering. Me? I'm so shocked and suddenly lost in a shroud! If I look at Marl for help, he's laughing at me with some delightful face. I want to hit you, that smile.

"Just calm down, huh? Come here and sit down, see, on your knees, Camon."

When I said that and slapped him on the knee with a pom pom, Shelly honestly sat on my lap and hugged me hiccups. What a lovely creature. also hahahahahahaha.

"You're a complete criminal face."

"Such an idiot"

There's no way I look that evil in love with the supreme Mohmof. It should be an enlightened expression of a religious man who has gained the truth. also hahahahahahaha.

"So, what's all of a sudden? I've given Shelley the right Mithril dagger, and she's my wife, no doubt."

"Marl, I want you to be just like Sister Flam, Tina, Kusuha, Deborah and Mel."

"? We're doing the same thing, right?

"Have a good night's rest and get rid of the kid."

"Stop, stop. Who blew that in from?

Mel said it was my wife's job to do that.

"Marl."

"Yes. Oh, I'll keep no one near the office for a moment or so, will I?

"No, I'm not. Hey, hey, don't leave me!

Marl slowly reads the air in a weird direction - or so he leaves the room. No! That's the way they bring that wasting elf! What am I supposed to do with Shelly and me alone in this situation? Oh, you want me to do a nani? That doesn't interest me either. But this is the first time this kind of thing has been pivotal, and I wouldn't be able to do it so lightly. Think commonsense.

"Yo..."

"Wait, wait, let me think for a second"

I think it's an irregularity to pull the chest of my clothes quicky and look up to me.

All right, I'm ready. Whoa!

"Look, Shelly. I have all the tricks and knowledge I need to make a night snap. I can't do exactly like the other sisters until I master them. Do you understand?"

"Really?

"Oh, yeah. You know, I can tell you, man, there's a lot of problems with me teaching Shelly the girl. Girls have girls, boys have boys' ways."

"I see."

Adult and honest, Sherry nods in a strange way to my words. What a good boy, why would I do that? also hahahahahahaha.

"So I'll write you a letter so I can teach you how to make a girl right. Give it to Tina, Flam, Kusuha or Deborah. Don't give it to Marl or Merkina."

"Yeah...... yes"

"All right, good boy. Shelly, the good girl, will treat you like her sisters when she learns how to behave properly."

"Really?"

Shiny, pure, innocent eyes can be directed at me. Oh, shit. This is the guy who can never be deluded. Tina, Flam, Xuha, Deborah... the future of me and Shelley depends on you guys.

"Of course. I'm not lying, Zo."

……

I feel suspicious about something. The supreme fox ears move piquely in front of me, and Sung Sung and Sherry's nose snarl. And all of a sudden he licked his neck muscle with a pero.

"Wow!?

"... it tastes like you're lying"

"What's that scary!? Okay, absolutely absolutely. If you're lying, I'll listen to whatever Shelly has to say."

"Mmm... absolutely?

I'm going to swell my cheeks a little and ask. Is this the one called natural bruises...... Shelly, scary kid. In the meantime, they're going to hate me if I get suspicious any more, so I'm going to write a crisp letter and put it in a note and give it to Shelly. Here's what's in it.

'Congratulations, with the opening of the letter, you have been appointed Shelley's sex educator.

Your mission is to educate this lovely fox about her sexuality as a lady.

That's how you get along with Shelly at dawn, when you give Shelly a waiver. That's what I promised, so Shelly and most importantly, my destiny rests on your shoulders.

I want you to take the utmost care to take care of my mental health and, above all, Shelly's body. The reward you've taken on will make me promise as much as I can.

Seriously, please, I'll do anything!

stretching

Don't ask for your opinion because Marl and Merkina are unreliable on this matter.

Since I have determined that the above two persons are inappropriate as sex educators, the effect of the letter shall be null and void in the unlikely event that the above two persons are the ones who opened it.

Mitzvah LordTysi-Mitzvah '

Um, this will do.

Spell a note as well as a formal letter, and use my seal, which I have been able to do recently, to apply a wax seal.

"All right, then, Mr. Shelley. Your mission is to deliver this letter to Tina or Flam or Deborah or Kusukha, and to learn how to work with the person who gave it to you as a mentor. Don't let Marl and Merkina give you letters because they don't deserve you as a teacher. Like?"

"Never, never"

"Yeah, I promise. Shelly needs to think hard about who she wants to learn how to do it."

Shelley snorted at my words and left the office to run away with a kiss that just touched my cheek lightly. I only saw it for a moment. My face was bright red.

"Uhm...... small but solid girl"

Whimpering as he strokes his soft, sensational cheeks.

In the meantime, I took off the crisis. All you have to do is grab Merkina and fold it. Even so, in the case of that wasting elf, you do it 100% in good faith... human life is short, so you normally say, "Make a child out of it." Don't let me miss you.

I don't know why. It is troublesome because it seeks to sow the Harlem ideology that Marl intends to push even more radically, precisely because he will sow it with a knoll to give birth and increase it, fill the ground. With 100% goodwill. It's like you're going to find a match for my child - like you.

I'm not sure I have the same lifespan as a normal person in the first place, but the truth is. Somehow you have a feeling you're not normally old. I'm not sure.

"Hear you can write me a reference."

"Listen! Yes!"

"Yeah, I could have predicted this flow"

Dobba, and without a knock, Karen and Thetan show up breaking through the office door. In front of me was Tina with blue bars on her forehead with a smile on her face, and Marl and Merkina were sitting on the floor next to each other. Of course I'm in the front seat too.

"... playing special?

"Where do you really remember words like that from?

"Maiden's Secret"

Karen double-piecing with no expression. It's a real mystery. You're not really a reincarnator from the same world as me, are you?

"Karen's been going to Kiki, the Demon Clan, a lot lately."

"Sister Marr, don't fall apart"

"That's him."

Kiki the Night Demon is one of the illegal slaves I helped out of a perverted nobleman. Night Demons is a big name, but they just have bat-like feathers growing on their heads and hips, an unusual species whose physical abilities and magical qualities are equal to or less than those of humans. However, the vitality is very high or the body is sturdy anyway, the injury is healing quickly and the disease is also very deadly. Besides, they live about 150 years with a long life and an appearance age young.

That's my first thought when I heard you say that you haven't perished before. Besides remaining young and not very strong in appearance, and beautiful, I can only see a future that is hard to attach as a slave regardless of whether I think of it as resistant to injury or disease.

It was actually abused as an object of slave hunting and traded for a high price - or it still seems synonymous with expensive slavery when it comes to the Night Demons.

But do they surprisingly have many strong ones, and vice versa, they sometimes get into their masters and gain power? They are also now freed from their slave status, and they seem to have many running whorehouses in the color streets. Speaking of the owners of whorehouses, they even have a fixed concept of the Night Demons. Speaking of dwarves, craftsmen, speaking of night demons, butterfly relationships at night, like. I don't know about that.

Incidentally, there is also a growing demand from Kiki at the moment to run a whorehouse in Clover. Are you sure that's all right? If I say so.

"Uh, will you surround me, too?

I snuck up with Nico laughing and ran away. Super escaped. I thought they'd eat me. Night Demons scared. I'm scared of buns. Whoa, I made a mistake.

And Kiki is the only illegal slave that was caught by that perverted nobleman, and there's a verse that was caught on purpose. In fact, it seems that that pervert has often left her alone since she arrived, and the burden of other illegal slaves had been greatly reduced as a result. I just fell in love with her and relaxed in pursuit.

"Are you listening?

"Yessmum! But the chief fools, wondering if the chief teaches her and others a lot is problematic! So I thought I'd leave it to the women, Mam!

"Well, that's true...... but, you know, I can't!

Tina punches me in the head with a red face. It doesn't hurt at all if you're being careless.

"No, it's up to the boulders to leave it to these two sex beasts... For your information, what would Marr do?

"Huh? Is that me? I'd give you this special medicine."

"Yes, Outwow! Forfeiture! You really have to stop it! The first time you're unconscious, you're not half guilty! You wake up in the morning, you don't remember what you did to Locke, and you think about the feeling of the man who was all over it! Even a man wants to take care of it for the first time!

Confiscate the pink liquid Marl removed from somewhere remembering his taming with Marl. The fait accompli from the initial drunken crush was this daughter's M.O. That and all of this. Mr. Il is a bad educator. I, Mr. Il.

"Um... sorry about that verse"

"Yeah, well, so did Tina," she said.

Tina had the same M.O. I thought. Education is still the culprit...... Ha!? As it is, even Shelley?

"Well, I'll teach Shelley nothing like that."

"Oh, yes, please"

In the end, the educator was forced to take the three at the same time with him. I was wondering what it was about, but it meant a ban on men on boulders. Right?

As an instructor, Kiki, an experienced Night Demon, and other women with childbirth experience have also been invited to a study group for the most part. We decided to give a solid budget for the event. Sex education is important.