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

The next morning, we moved out of the early hours. Because there was a lot to do after the day, such as final confirmation of the reception facilities and provision of supplies, securing land for cooking out to arrange personnel, and lowering ingredients. Especially if you're carrying a lot of ingredients, clothes, bedding, I'm the most efficient, fastest, and safer way to move.

It's not good for Nella to let something happen to her! And I was prickly angry, but I was convinced that no one would lose money and that the right materials were in place.

"You're running out of time."

Lijuana squeaks as she looks at the people who are cooking soup down. The pin and pointy elf-specific ears were moving piquely. I really want to grab hold of this move, but once I did it, I'm weighing myself down because I got kicked in the tears with my eyes.

By the way, she's my daughter-in-law too. What do you say, envy me? Besides, the elves are brown-skinned, silver-haired elves. Furthermore, the tempered tundra temperament makes me feel that cuteness is multiplier Don, even more so.

"Should I even help you cook it out?

Shelley, the fox daughter, tilts her neck as she rocks the tail of a mundane fox.

Shelley is the daughter who lived in the hideout of the Beastman, which was in the woods of the Kingdom of Calendyl. He seems to have been a loving slave to some nobleman in the kingdom of Karendyl before he came to the hideout of the Beast Man, but he escaped with his sheep daughter Karen before she was engraved with a slave imprint. I hear it was Merkina who took that Sherry and Karen out of the city and into the woods.

Well, whatever the past is, now you're one of my pretty daughters. Noble or royal in the kingdom of Calendill, whatever it is, but now I am going to let it pass unknowingly, even if they say something. If that doesn't convince you, I'll hit you from the front and bust you. Because I'm a bad demon king, ha.

"About four and a half minutes until the promise is made. I can help, but I'm halfway there."

"Maybe you shouldn't get your hands on it badly. It could end up confusing you."

Kusuha and Deborah reject Shelley's offer. She is a bear beast and one of my daughters. She also looks like a two-legged walking bear, but she is also a clean beast man. It's hard to tell because there's Moffmoff's body hair growing on his face too, but if you look closely, the making of his face can be considerably more stopping by humans than bears.

She has a caring sister-skinned personality and is as powerful as she looks, but she can be a domestic woman fighting for one or two in her daughter-in-law. My family's rice is mostly cooked by her.

Shelley's fox ears shriveled so much that she was rejected by both Kusuha and Deborah to encourage her to stroke those moffy ears and heads. All right, all right, I won't let you down. also hahahahahahahaha.

That's how she regained her energy while she was stroking, and once again Sherry's fox ears pinned and her tail began to shake loosely. Cute.

"Lord, are you heading to the Kingdom of Geppelus today in that outfit?

"Yeah? I was gonna."

My current outfit is a carefully tanned Hydra leather trouser with a shirt that Kusuha woven with her own yarn, a dragon leather jacket, and a dragon leather sword belt with a long and dagger made of divine silver. I'm not wearing armor, but I'm minimally armed. You're dressed like an off-day adventurer or something. It's actually easy and good. You can remove the long sword and dagger from each sword belt when you're at ease.

"Shouldn't you be dressed a little more like this, dignified? See, there was some armor I made with Dwarves before this?

"Yeah, is that you?

A few days ago I visited Mr. Peron, the Dwarf, who was taking the blacksmith job in one hand at this clover, and that's when we got another weird tension and made "Demon-King-like Armor - Ba-Jitsu".

The concept of the last demonic king-like armor was black steel armor that blocks magic, while allowing the wearer to fully use magic. Sometimes it was just black steel and it was black metal, and it was a delicacy that I made all I wanted to do to take a bad ride and incorporate a dokuro-like design into the design, to try to emit an aura that didn't have any particular effect but felt bad, or to try to have a voice changer feature on my helmet...

"I don't mind, but they might scare you."

"You should be scared at first. There's nothing good about the king's lord being licked."

"Hmm, is that true, too?

I think an intimate king is also an ant... but that means come on, is it an ant to produce a majestic, strong and scary king for now?

The concept this time is' Make the most of demonic materials'.

The Great Tree Sea is truly home to a wide variety of powerful demons, the vast majority of which are unknown demons, or demons with so few sightings or crusades as are said to be illusions. In other words, they are demons with little track record of being used as resources.

Although it is one of the most prominent means of acquiring foreign currency in the Federation of Brave Demons, its actual value is unknown. Because it is an unknown material that has no proven track record. At first it will sell high as a rarity, or research material, but its value will definitely gradually decline as more supplies become available.

Therefore, as far as we are concerned, we must develop the technique of making effective use of these demonic materials as soon as possible. This time the armor is a delicacy that can also be called a collection.

"Then answer your request...... wear it!

Use the function of storage to transform Hero Greetings Spa Attach a new demonic material armor. Kukukuku...... roll, roll! Mainly in a magical sense! This time the concept is the effective use of demonic materials!

It has the effect of enclosing your entire body with demonic materials that are much more powerful at transmitting magic than metal, and increasing your wearer's magic and physical abilities by means of numerous Demonic Crystals! Come on, praise me for wearing new armor!

"... black"

"... it's black"

"... that's black"

"... black, it is"

I am very satisfied with the sentiments of the three - no, the four - four? Oh, even if it's very satisfying.

"... don't you have any other thoughts?

"To be honest, I'm pulling it off like it's too evil"

"I feel chilly watching something."

"I don't care how you look at it, you feel like evil demon king."

"Cool, isn't it?

Shelly's going to care about me and cry.

"By the way, what material is that?

"Well done. You listened!

"Oh, it's going to stink."

"Listen to me because it's good!? First of all, the main armor is a powerful insect-shaped demonic crust, with a light, durable and magical street. The chest part is designed to imagine the eyes, but it actually has a teller gazer lens in it, and this is what happens when you let the magic flow."

The part of the chest armor slides zolori and the teller gazer lens was exposed. Yeah, yeah, I got caught up in this move. Blah, blah. It took you the longest to recreate this natural movement.

"Wow creeps"

"Creepy."

Rijuana and Deborah dont pull and then leave.

"Don't say creepy or something!? Spiritual magic activates to terrorize what you see as more magical in this state! That's cool!"

"No, it's disgusting how that biological movement opens your eyes."

"Damn, even though it's a surprise dodgy feature that's restrained there"

Apparently, the romance pursued by me and Mr. Peron will not be understood by the rifanas. Why can't humans understand......

"Whew, Lord, is that all? I feel subtly chilly."

"Ha ha, well done. You listened. Actually, this armor also uses high-end undead materials. If you say a few long keywords, you can activate the ability to suck magic and life out of your surroundings."

"... range?

"Is it all around about fifty steps on foot?

"That wouldn't be tough if someone else took it from you?

"It's okay, because I just wear it without more than a certain amount of magic resistance, and they suck my life and magic and I faint."

"Whew, Lord. Isn't that commonly called curse gear?

"Whoa, it's time. Come on. Let's go. Let's go."

Concentrate your magic to open the transfer gate with a loud voice to block Kusukha's point.

I need to keep this armor in a black steel case if it's not going to be storage or a time vault. My eyes open a bit on my own or people around me get sick, but it's not curse gear. You like that?

"Yes, sir."

It is impossible to arrive in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Geppelus, in its corner…, or it is the garrison of the Royal Army of Geppelus on the north side of the King's Capital, by the Royal Castle. Because its size is just enough to accommodate thousands of troops, a corner of the Wang capital is a little impossible after all. Yeah.

The perimeter of the garrison is surrounded by stone walls and moats about twice the height of a man's tall, and even if the fence walls of the Wang capital are broken, it seems to be able to prevent further fighting here. But, well, if you get attacked so far, you're practically going to lose. Even if we defend ourselves here, the cities and castles of the king's capital will be attacked.

"Well, is this the Kingdom of Geppelus? Hmm, don't feel a little warmer than the sea of trees?

Kuszha raised her voice as she watched the garrison's defense. I feel like I have no heart or three pairs of red gemstone-like double eyes shining on my forehead. Kusuha is surprisingly cold.

"On the north side of the continent, close to the sea."

"Sorry...... I smell something I've never smelled"

"Hmm... Is this the smell of the tide?

"You don't smell anything for me on a boulder. I know the air quality is completely different."

They have something to feel for the Beast Man Nose, but they don't have anything to feel for the Elf Nose. Is it capturing something in that pointy elf year? Kusuha is...... is Spidereye awesome? You're starting to wonder what you're trying to say yourself.

Me? I don't have that because I'm a normal person. However, thanks to my skills, I am highly capable of hazard detection.

"Well, it's bad to keep you waiting too long, and let's go"

The location where we appeared at the transfer gate is directly in front of the garrison. In other words, it was in a rounded position from the outpost guarding the entrance, and one of the soldiers who was stuffing the entrance even as he spoke was dashing with all his might towards the inside of the garrison. Probably went to inform my superior officer of my visit.

As he approached the entrance to the garrison, he was heard by a spear-held outpost.

"Welcome to the Pidona Garrison. Master Tysi, right?

"I don't know. This will be the Lord of the Federation of Brave Demons, our King, Tysi-Mituba. As promised, I came to get the Submen. Show me."

"Ha, here it is"

The story progresses without me having to tell you anything. I'm just gonna shut up and follow you around. The guided soldier also walked slowly through the garrison at a slow pace because he never walked fast enough.

"Uhm, they're watching me."

"Me and Kusuha are the focus."

Kusukha is just Arkenia. Simply the spider part of the lower body is huge, and the spider part, when combined, is at a higher head than I am. I mean, it's pretty big. Besides, Kusuha is beautiful. I wonder if that's where the gaze is gathered.

Why do you get my attention? I don't care about that. I guess I'm just scared. Maybe the armor stands out.

"Oh, I see it. Is it those people?

"I guess so. I'm not wearing any weapons or armor."

Or it's very easy to understand in the long run because it's just the subhumans in the first place. There are no subhuman soldiers in the Geppelus kingdom. Feels like you've seen it. The outfit, the physique, everything else is totally fragmented. Exactly chaos. The most common are beast men with beast traits somewhere in their bodies. Centaur on the next point, I'm not sure the rest is falling apart anymore, but Lizardman is easy to understand from afar. Dwarves are also easy to understand because they are short. Maybe there are others, but they're messy and I don't know. Some of them are big.

"It's like a face without unity. I knew it."

"Right. But there are a few of them, but some of them look good."

"Right. Some people wear solid clothes. I'm sure that's something like a knowledge slave.

I guess that's what it's like to be a goat beast gentleman dressed in solid men's clothing and carrying baggage like a travel bag, a winged man dressed in tailored clothing, and a dwarf mouse beast in merchant-style clothing. Some Usa ear maids...... are maids knowledge slaves?

"But mostly you're wearing a mess. I knew I had to get my clothes ready early."

"Right. Clean clothes and underwear are necessary even in terms of hygiene."

Shelley clutches both hands and roughs her nose with Hunce. He thought a lot about responding to the prisoners captured in the previous feud and taking care of his daughter-in-law, who became a pregnant woman, and while learning to create magic tools and sculpture money from me, he and Theodore are vigorously learning new knowledge from the midwives to ask about medical technology and read medical relationship books. Looks like Shelley's going in the same direction as Marr if we keep going. No, it's actually Thetan who's going to be Marl II in many ways... oh, I'm going to have a stomachache. Stop thinking, me.

"What's going on? Suddenly bluish your face."

"No, just a quick reminder of the pills they took yesterday."

"... that was a bad case."

Riffana gently turns away from me. In the meantime, my body is not an industrial waste disposal plant or anything like that, so I want you to stop letting me take something like a failed medication lightly. Some kids are crying, right here.

A civilian-style man ran over as he snuck up on the subhuman slaves using healing magic on his painful stomach. He looks serious, wearing exactly what he is without breaking any tailored clothes.

"I've been waiting for you, Dear Tysi. I am Lutner, who was given the task of managing personnel by the King this time. Best regards,"

"Oh, nice to meet you. There's nothing to talk about for a long time, and let's get this over with."

"Ha, the personnel collected this time are three hundred and eighty-seven in total, of whom three hundred and eleven are serfs, twenty-three for knowledge slaves, twenty for play slaves and thirty-three for crime slaves"

"I see, what's the list of personnel?

"I'll be here"

I look at the list given to me by a clerk named Lutner in a parallax and then hand it to Kusuha. What was on the list was a brief mention of names, ages, types of slaves, and what work they had been engaged in. The family is written together in the last person in the family.

"I see, that's easy to understand. Then I'll take it."

"Yes, as soon as the second team is ready, we will contact you again."

Copy that.

I nod back to Mr Lutner, who bows his head, and head to the subhuman slaves who are sending their gaze here.

I stand in front of them and look at them mixed with anxiety and anticipation. These are the lives I'm going to carry. Keep that figure firmly burned in your eyes.

"We're going to open the transfer gates. I need you to line up and go in order."

I burned them in the eye, and I immediately started concentrating my magic to activate the portal. Open the menu and specify a clover for the destination. I'm used to manipulating magic. How many months would have passed since I came to this world? I think a year has passed, but you haven't lived very consciously with the date before. You mean you were so desperate to live?

Something like a black door appeared shortly after. It's always intimidating to see, isn't it, Metastatic Gate?

I'll dive right into the transfer gate and see if there's anything wrong with where I'm going. I looked around the door and it was just near where the slaves were ready to accept. That's pretty much what I imagined. Wave to Mr. Ermina, who was ready for acceptance in a remote place, and return to the Kingdom of Geppelus.

"I'm going through fine. Rijuana, Sherry, lead the way, please."

"Yes."

"Okay. Then everyone, follow me into this black. I'm not afraid of anything, so don't panic, make no noise, in order."

Riffana and Shelley lead the slaves on the advance steps and go inside the transfer gates. After all, he was afraid of the unusual atmosphere emitted by the metastasis gate, the slave who was at the head had blued his face, but he jumped into the metastasis gate with a determined look on his face watching little Shelley step into the metastasis gate without fear either.

Then the flow later is slow but smooth. It is an easy task to see people swallowed up solemnly at the gates of the transition without being particularly jammed.

"... I'm glad I wasn't here this time, but if I had a pregnant woman, I'd be fine. I'm gonna have to hold it and fly."

"It seems very irritating, too. Either way, doesn't the Lord care too much?

"If anything happens to a child on his stomach because of it, he won't regret it."

He tells the Kingdom of Geppelus not to be forced to move if there was also a pregnant woman's slave, but to provide for the time being an environment to raise a clean and healthy belly child. The cost is over here.

You have to validate the effects of metastatic magic on the fetus... should I try it with a rat or something first? Don't you have any literature that I've looked into like that in the past?

"Hmm, I need to find out somehow"

"Can't you ask God?

"... oh!

I had that hand. Why don't you ask me later in real life? If Real didn't know, let's ask a god who knows and does. While I was doing so, the last one walked into the metastasis gate.

"Now you're all. Then we withdraw too."

"Ha, good luck"

The duration of the transfer gates is also limited, so I greet Mr Lutner and withdraw him just now. If it's closed, you can make it again, or you can waste your magic.

Returning to Clover through the transfer gate, the slaves - no, the former slaves were drinking warm soup. Their atmosphere, which seemed nervous somewhere about the effect of the soup, also seemed a little calm.

Some of the ex-slaves noticed that I showed up, and all of them noted me and Deborah, who came back with me, as cutthroats. I can't get used to these things. But you can't keep quiet either. Shall we try to act as bright as possible here?

"Yes, Mr. Tired. Welcome to Clover! My name is Tashi, Tashi-Mitsuba! This is the man who's going to be your king! Nice to meet you!"

People react... yeah, you're confused overall. I can't help it, it's a sudden story.

"About this aftermath, but if I drink soup and warm up, I'll have it moved to the makeshift quarters first. Then interview each person. It's not hard to talk about, it's just about how you've been working."

I look around everyone's face, but no one seems to say anything in particular. Well, isn't there someone with the guts to bump the question in this atmosphere?

"You'll need to get used to the environment here first. I think we're going to have an interview for a while, and we're going to have an easy job done in this clover. Anyway, this city has just been built, there's a lot of work to do. I'm understaffed in many ways. If you're motivated and willing to build strength, I'll have you do whatever you want. Until now, I may have just done the job I was told, but if there is any hope, I will get you on various jobs, and I will support you in doing so. As Lord of the Federation of Brave Demons, I will not starve you, nor freeze you. And give me a place to live, a job. I promise."

People started blurring. Expectations, anxieties, or surprises? I don't have the skill to know what emotions are swirling at each and every one of them, but only the way to communicate my thoughts to them is clear. Raise your hands and raise your voice.

"By the time I came to this Federation of Brave Demons, you were freed from the status of slaves! You have become my people of the Federation of Brave Demons! The chains that tied you up and manipulated you were removed. From now on, you decide your own way of life with your own will and power. Sometimes it will be daunting. Sometimes you'll fall. Maybe I'll do my best. But next to you are the people of the Federation of Brave Demons who walk together and help each other."

Put down the hand you were putting up, make a fist and slap yourself in the chest. Chest armor and hand armor bumped into each other, gung, and a loud noise rang.

"And if you're in trouble and you can't do anything about it, rely on me. I'll take care of it then. More than from me."

From somewhere the patch began to clap, and it instantly spread to become a clap of thunder. No, don't light something up. This.

Mr. Ermina, who was distributing soup where the applause was quiet, comes forward.

"Then come here if you've finished your soup. I'll show you to your quarters."

Thus the first wave of ex-Asian slaves began their lives in Clover. Come on, we're in trouble from here.