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

"Atsui!?

Super hot. Arm covering my face. Feels like my skin is burning. Ouch, super painful. I think I'm going to scream now. No, maybe he's screaming. Hot so my throat can burn.

Isn't it since the black monster who fought during the flood that you've been in pain so far? Don't do it, monster, you are definitely a strong enemy. Maybe I'm just getting weaker.

"but ahhhhh!

I hold my stepping fist forward as I scream. Soon the stick I was supposed to have in my hand was gone. Are you burned out? Well, a few things. I can put my thoughtful magic into my gripping right fist.

"Huh!

He dived into the monster's pocket with his mouth half-opened after throwing up his braces and stabbed his full fist in its chest.

Zudon! and he responded like he didn't think he'd hit him with his bare hands, and the monster bled out of a hole called a hole in his whole body and died after shaking his body for a moment.

Roll unnecessarily down the ground to escape from getting caught in the body of a falling monster. Super painful. I think I'm going to cry from a general burn. But when I looked closely, my clothes were burning and worn out, but my skin turned bright red, I developed blisters, and I was just about to get keloid.

No, I don't think anything was quite serious, even if it was just, but I wasn't burning.

In the meantime, heal yourself with healing magic. The level of healing magic is equivalent to one and honestly soggy, but if I layered it over and over again, it seemed to work quite well and the pain came off.

"That was impotent."

"Sorry I ruined the clothes I got in the corner."

"Mmm... well fine. I forgive you."

Mr. Ermina looked a little sad, but quickly smiled gently and forgave me. And he touches my head.

"Your hair's a little burnt, too. Shall I cut it gently?"

"Oh, please"

He will be made Mr. Elmina as he looks sideways at the elves who have mounted on the desperate monster and started processing somehow. I don't have the energy to get up right away because I've been in a lot of pain.

Mr. Ermina cuts his hair crisp with a small knife. As I moved my gaze in another direction, the stick I had was rolling in two and away. I don't know if it's because I gripped too hard, or because I praised too much magic, or if I couldn't stand the magic of the flames, but, well, stick it up. Let's pick it up later.

"Can he take any usable materials?

"You can use almost everything. The hair and skin are sturdy, and the guts will be edible and medicinal. Nails, fangs, bones and horns can be used as weapons, and meat is delicious."

"Uh, no guts or meat, maybe."

"Blood drainage can be managed by water magic, though it will lose a little flavor. You have no choice but to destroy your guts. Yes, I'm done."

Finally, a buzzing strong wind blew out the fine hair. Um, don't use wind magic like your hands and feet. Is this a habit or a training after all? There are a lot of parts of you that have relied on your skills to use magic before, and it sounds like you should train them to use magic seriously.

I got my hair cut too, so when I got up, I swept away, Ares. I walked in while you were supported by other elves. Oh? I wonder if anyone can use healing magic.

"Let's get him back together."

I'm going to look at me, Ares. I'm going to purify you and do some restorative magic on you. More healing magic like this, I guess I'll have to try a lot of things. But healing magic is something I wouldn't use if I didn't get hurt, and I don't like to get hurt. It looks like the wound healed about three times, but Ares is still staring at me.

"You... why did you help me?

"I don't care why they say it. There is no particular reason. Well, if you're going to be able to help, it's natural to help, isn't it?

You don't like my answer, Ares, you remain on the top of the Buddha. And I don't know what I thought. He took off every sword belt and offered it to me with a big swing of knife he was lowering to his waist.

Thank you for saving my life.

"Oh, okay? Don't help me."

I'm honestly happy with this. Pull the quickly received sweeping knife out of the leather sheath to make sure you're fit. This is what you call a bush knife. Kukli knife, or would it be easier to understand to say a mountain knife? It is thick and wide enough to go to the tip. The difference is that there are cuttings that can also be pierced.

But this looks like quite a business. The center of gravity is leaning against the tip and swinging easily, it seems well polished and cuts well. There was also another knife of about the right size and a small grinding wheel on the sword belt in a set.

"Sounds like a pretty good product, are you sure?

If you tell me to give it back later, I won't give it back.

"No two words."

"Well, thank you. So glad."

I just want to put on my sword belt quickly, but my clothes are burnt and worn out so I can't seem to. Will you get some new clothes later? Uhm, I'm also allergic to being overly taken care of, but I guess I'll have to rely on Mr. Ermina for all this.

For now, just pull the mountain knife out of each sheath and hold it in your hand, and the sword band puts it in the treasure box. Seeing that, Ares, not only you, but the other elves seem a little surprised. Apparently, he never saw spatial magic.

To give a light account of the treasure box, Ares, a male elf, not you, has been asked in such a way as intrigued.

"How much can you carry? Can that prey be carried with it?

"I don't know, I've never put anything to the limit. It's a good opportunity, let's give it a try."

"Right. Shall we proceed?"

Listening to the interaction between the elf man and me, Mr. Elmina takes his head off and the demolition of the monster begins.

I seem to have decided to do the processing here because it smells when I take it back and do the processing, and that can attract another demon again.

I'm just watching and everything, so I'm going to help. Needless to say I'm powerful, I can use soil magic, water magic, and a lot of magic, so something will help. I did a great job with the Clover Beasts in picking up the prey, and I can help.

"You're used to it?

"I hunted a lot locally. There's also the experience of all of us working together on the big prey."

Of course, I've never spoken to this guy before, but in the end, the demon must also be a 'go-to', so the application is somewhat advantageous. This guy feels like an animal type, and, well, he'll be fine. Worm-shaped or worm-shaped is different again.

This monster also doesn't leak into the animal type example, he scratches his belly first and takes out his organs. I thought my gut was devastated, and it seemed fine except for my lungs and my heart. However, I have to use water magic to drain blood because my heart was ruptured.

"I'm sorry, I think I made you go through a lot of trouble."

"This guy would have no choice. Well, there were no dead people, and they're good, right? Tysi-kun healed the injured."

Usually I just have to be like a hare with an arrow, so the skin seemed better the other way around with lots of empty parts of the hole. He was also considering the flow of inducing this guy to withdraw temporarily in the direction of no settlement if he can't finally be defeated because he was especially big and strong, and later to build up his strength and crusade again.

Work with the elves to dismantle the monster while listening to that. Useful organs and peeled skins obtained thus, meat magically drained and cut apart, etc. will be stored in the treasure box. I put it away wondering when the storage limit would come, but I ended up being able to store it all.

"Treasure boxes rely on the user's magic power and spatial magic proficiency to increase their capacity. Given your magic power and spatial magic proficiency, isn't that pretty much the limit?

I see. I also have to practice magic...... how do you practice magic? I've only learned that at skill points, and I don't know how to train. Why don't you ask Mr. Ermina at night?

It was decided to fill other areas to be discarded and scattered again to resume the lookout. They can't afford to be lazy because demons can enter the settlement if they don't look around properly even after all this trouble.

In the end, he was to return after finishing his rounds without any particular trouble. Originally it seems like hunting time after finishing the lookout, but hunting seems to be a good night because we already have enough results today.

"Taishi-kun, please serve your prey in the square. Spread your skin first, on top of it."

"Eyeymom"

Spread the monster's raw skin as directed by Mr. Ermina and serve meat on it. The squares are fussy with the sight of meat popping out of nothing and all the elves surprised and impressed.

"Wow! Meat!

"This is an amazing big guy."

"We have to organize the ice room. We have to get in. Hey, let's go."

"I won't be bothered with meat for a while."

"Behemoth's liver? Big one of these. Do you have enough neutralizers and herbs in stock?

"The corners, the fangs, the nails are splendid. This guy's got arms ringing."

The sight of a time like this doesn't change humans, beasts, or elves. The adults were surprised when the children were shaded, and the artisans coloured themselves.

Mr. Ermina took my hand and took me out to the immediate side of the prey as I watched the sight in a step back. Elves' gaze concentrates all at once. What the hell is going on here?

"Yes, everyone listen. Today's special medal is this Taishi-kun. I took refuge in the child who was about to be caught in the braces of Behemoth, and I put Behemoth on top of it."

Everyone in the elves calms back to Mr. Elmina's words. People's expressions vary. Someone who's simply surprised, someone who's going to turn an interesting gaze, someone who's going to turn a suspicious eye...... what is the ratio like 3: 4: 3? I feel like I have more favorable gaze than I thought.

"I know a lot of people have some thoughts about humans, but if he hadn't sheltered, maybe the hunter would have had a dead man. I don't even know what's inside of him, but I don't think anyone can stick it in Behemoth's braces with their intentions."

The elves squirm. Seems to agree. Normally, eating the braces of that monster - called behemoth - is good and black-burned, and if it sucks, it leaves no bones left to wipe out the charcoal.

As far as I'm concerned, I was talking about flames of magic, and it was also an act with the idea that my POW wouldn't have died instantly. Was he crossing a dangerous bridge for 10%? I think I'm getting worse sweats now.

"Well, I won't even tell you to accept it, but don't hate it. That's all from me."

That's what Mr. Ermina looks at me for. Is this supposed to mean say something? I don't get muddy all over the coal because the purification is applied, but I can't help but tighten it in such a burnt and worn out state.

"Uh, that. Excuse me for dressing like this. It's Tysi. Nice to meet you."

Something like that, it's hard to introduce yourself.

It seems good to think that it was generally accepted because there was no applause or anything, but there was no voice of censure. I feel like I'm just busier with the prey than I am.

"Well, shall I take my share with Tysi-kun"

"Divided?"

"I'll get you something delicious. Yo. I'll get you your share, Tysi."

"Ahai, please"

Mr. Ermina enters a pile of meat of prey stacked with his arms around him. After a little while, large boned or bloody meat chunks were carried out by instructions of Mr. Ermina. If you're both boned meat, maybe around the abalone and around the leg. Is it the liver that drips meat?

"Behemoth's liver is on the menu today. If you eat meat, divide it for food and preservation."

The liver seems to taste intense and very tasty. Boned meat also seems good with fat on it. This seems to be divided between eating it early and keeping it frozen and turning it into dried meat.

"There's a big ice room in the basement. Keep it there."

"Is it the ice room?"

Located on the north side of the continent, this large forest is warm and snowy all year round with plenty of rain. Clover is colder than here. In such a climate, the raw meat quickly rots, so they make ice chambers in the basement, and the elves, who are good at water magic, become administrators and make giant ice chambers.

You don't know if it's low-tech or high-tech. Fantasy. You're low tech because you're a manpower after all?