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

"That was a bad case."

"The culprit wants something."

"The ghosts won't be able to get back together for a while."

Starting with Enki, the head of the inner house, and Mr. and Mrs. Iloha, almost all the collectors who were the Lord were ascended by my Original Magic, exposing themselves to a different appearance. You were impressed that Senki, who was the spear of the most and simply lost in violence, was still horrified as he drowned in cold sweat.

New daughter-in-law? It wasn't the other way around. Ha-ha-ha. Well, this time it was decided to only be known about the Three Articles, and I intend to visit the Ghosts again in the near future because the point of doing something about getting to and from Clover and other detailed exchanges is that later on.

"I feel like this was the same with or without my concubine."

"If I say that, so do I." Almost all of them were interacted with by Taishi. "

"There was no bargaining. I mean, we ended up beating each other up."

"Admiral, please come with me."

The sinister voice of a man echoes, and a lizard man walking in front turns to his jealous eyes. His name is Kayjay-Guy. He is the son of Bouity-Guy, who brings together the people of the river who live in the northeastern part of the Great Tree Sea, and is to be his successor. He is a Lizardman with his entire body covered in scales and a master of weapons-free fighting.

"Rude. I'm not a thug for no reason."

"Well, it is."

"I'm sure of that."

"You bet. You bet."

I snort loudly with satisfaction at the two words. Yes, I am not a tyrant who wields senseless violence. Instead, he's a good kid who takes care to keep people from dying as much as possible when waging violence.

"Conversely, if there's a reason, it means we're gonna get busted."

That's what I'm talking about.

"Will you put it up and then stop dropping it?

"Please give me a break."

I walk through the residence of the people of the river in a whirlwind and noise. The residence of the people of the river is a bit unique. It is cluttered with bridges, houses on trees, houses built on the edge of rivers, and so on that are handed over to large and small rivers. It is mainly people like me who use bridges and elves who live in rivers, and Lizardman and Sahagin swim and cross rivers without bridges. No, if you look closely, the elves are swimming sweetly, too.

"Does the elf who lives here have a family name or something?

"I don't know, maybe he's descended from a family that's thought to have perished in the Great Forest."

"Is it possible? The elves came into the sea of trees after the elf hunt ran rampant outside."

"I see. But the elves here are not wind magic users, they're water magic users."

"There are quite a few elves that are proper for water magic. And I wonder if there's ever been a time here where we specialize in water magic?

"That's what happens. Water magic is not powerful in places with lots of water."

In no time, we reach the square, which is used as a meeting area. It seems to be a place in the middle state of the larger river where Lizardman often sunbathes in the sun.

"Well done, Lord Tysi. I'm sorry about this place with no roof."

I shake hands with Bouity-Guy, who welcomed me, and sit face-to-face with him. There's nothing like a chair when it comes to sitting down. It's just the ground where the likes of \33 You're going to be angry at me for hanging your eyes when Nera or something gets dealt with like this. I don't care.

"Never mind. It's okay to be open. You don't have to hide it."

Should we really also be open to important policy decisions or something? and so on, while quickly removing the three written strips of paper from storage.

"I'm here to discuss our future policy as a country, or something like the goals we have listed. Easy, but it says on this."

"Hmm. Let's see"

Bouity-Guy receives the paper from me and looks through. I honestly can't tell the Lizardman's age by his appearance, but now he looks pretty old. But he still has more power in his power, and he looks lively. His successor, Cajay, is also an honest man, and the people of the river are still cheap.

"Hmm, I don't have any particular opinions as a non. I mean, as always, right?

"Yeah, well, you are. As always. The people of the river, the Arkenians, the ghosts, the fairies, the beasts, the Centaurs, the former slaves, and the humans. All those who belong to the Federation of Brave Demons are equal companions. Work well for yourself, for your family, for everyone, and help each other if you are in trouble. Until now, it must have been only among the people of the river, but in the future it will be done throughout the Federation of Brave Demons"

"Uhm. The people of our river have already asked Lord Tysi, the Confederation of Brave Demons, to help us greatly. Now it's our turn to do everything we can."

Unlike in the ghost tribe, things went really smoothly. The paper is turned and read by the gathered people, each with a satisfied look.

"This time I came to ask for an opinion on whether this policy, or the national announcement or explanation for announcing it in the near future... what a clap when you're comfortable with it."

"We believe in Lord Tysi. Without Lord Tysi's help, half of those who would be here by now would not have survived."

Everyone in the square nods at the words of the boutique. Uh, well, yeah. They were the first people I visited here, the ones who use electric shock and cold air. It went badly with you guys, didn't it?

"Right. Then... yeah, is there anything wrong with that? Don't you have something missing or someone who's in trouble because of illness or injury? If that's the case, don't hesitate to say it."

"The supplies are gone, but there are a few injured...... but are they good? so mildly energized."

"It's fine. You can handle it in one hassle if you take it from me, like a hundred or two injured people. It's a more serious problem for someone to suffer and feel ill asleep. Collect them. All the wounded and sick."

It's just an asshole to crumble carrying baggage you can't carry, but exercising so much power is no burden. I can only do what I can at last do.

Injured or sick people are brought into the square by borrowing or being carried on their shoulders. There were no major injuries such as loss of hands or feet, but there were deep cuts and stab wounds. Probably an injury sustained with demonic claws and fangs.

If you are getting weird poisons or illnesses, it is cot, so treat them with care.

"Are there no sick people?

"We Lizardmans and Sahaggins are originally resistant to disease, and we have a lot of elves who are good at water magic, so we can treat them if they're not serious enough."

"I see."

In retrospect, every injured man had marks of solid treatment. You must have healed fine if you stayed still, but if I use healing magic, it will heal in this place. The sooner we get more manpower, the easier it will be to run the settlement. And I feel good doing good. That's a good thing.

"Is there a problem with Clover?

"Um, we've got a canal, and the exorcism works fine. It takes time, but it's safe to get through now."

"The distance is there, isn't it? Do you want to make it in a rest stop at the midpoint?

"That's good. But that's about all we can do. Can you accommodate some exorcisms?

"Let's keep Yamato informed. Expansion of the width of the canal will also be carried out in the future, with a view to increasing the traffic. Transportation efficiency will be greatly improved if we can carry our luggage by boat. Not only do we ship herbs as raw materials, we hope we can use them here as magic pills to ship them."

The specialty of a river people's neighborhood is a rare herb that grows by the water. Now we ship the herbs intact or dry to clover, but it makes more money shipping the processed products than shipping the raw materials. The medicine originally made by the people of the river also had enough drug effects, but it does not become a commodity as it is now because the effect does not get sunny. The people of the river made magic drugs because they were "old" magic drugs that had been spoken of.

At Marr's suggestion, the pharmacists of the river people are given a whole range of updated alchemy guides, from introductory to advanced editions. I was hoping to re-learn modern alchemy and improve the magic drug recipe for the people of the river.

Why doesn't Marl do it? It's not a good idea to give anything away. Plus, the druggists of the people of the river have something called pride. Marr also said it wouldn't be a good thing to scorn it.

"The pharmacists said they had an eye on creating magic drugs. Well, you have to wait for the temper."

"Well, rushing it doesn't necessarily produce good results. How was the sand?

"I've tried sand digging, but you can't. It doesn't matter if you put in the manpower or pick it that way. This would be better if you were catching fish and cooking it dry."

"Well, that doesn't make it any better."

For a while, residents also talk about industry. The people of the river have lived a critical hunting and gathering life, so few surplus products exist that can be used for commerce. The majority of the places of residence are rivers, dense forests and a little land, like the Amazon River basin, so it's not even suitable for field work. Burn down the dense forests to create more ground, and if you make it a field, you might be able to make a field... uh, I wonder what it was like to farm a yakitori.

I asked the people of the river if they knew anything, but no one had ever done anything like that. But he didn't have a crop growing in Locke when he tried field work in the past. Um, is the land thin? But I don't think the trees are so thriving and the land seems thin... no, amateur thoughts aren't good. Since this is the kind of area, the Kingdom of Misclonia seems to have knowledge when it comes to farming, and is it ant to ask via Mar?

I was able to smoothly agree to the announcement of the three articles in the residence of the people of the river and talk a lot, so I'm going to go next.

"You're in Kenya next."

"Well, once in a while, the Lord will have to see what's going on in there."

"Speaking of which, does Kusuha remain the inner head? You're almost in Clover."

Basically, Kusukha has always been in Clover, so the absence of the inner chief should be going on all the time in Arkenia. Yet I have always felt like a bit of a weird story about Kusuha staying inside long.

"Because there's very little I can do when I say Director Li. We in Albania have a long life span, so there are a few that are over two hundred years old. You don't have to worry about running the inside without a concubine."

"I get it. There's no change every day, is there? It's rare for a child to wake up irregular, but I'm predicting it too, so I'm gonna fix it before it matters."

"Right. Besides that, the concubines have yarn. It can be used for vigilance around the inside, but of course it can also be used to protect children."

"Oh......"

Thin threads stretching from Arkenia and its children watching Nico and his children come to mind in the back of his brain. Is that a stray string? But it's because it's Arkenia...... if you leave more than a certain amount, you're going to be pulled back by momentum like a reverse bungee.

"Yes arrival," he said.

"You look unique in here again!

Looking at the landscape inside the Arkenia arriving on a long distance transfer, Mr. Ermina raises his voice as if he were enjoying himself.

The Arkenian interior is made by cutting and pioneering the trees of the Great Tree Sea, but there are no high walls that surround it like in the ghost tribe.

"You don't have a wall, but the building is built on flat ground. Wouldn't it be hard if the demons attacked you?

"Threaded vigilance and defense nets are laid around the interior. Besides, the concubines have lived here for years. Did both demons learn, and now it's rarer for demons to approach inside? Even as we approach, Arkenia across the village notices beforehand that demons can attack the village after breaking through numerous traps using yarn."

"Sometimes you are"

"Very rarely. I'm a Buddha, wrapped in Arkenian yarn in foster care."

"No South."

As I walked that way, a sturdy door mounted on the ground opened in a pacari and Arkenia crawled out of the inside.

"Oh, chief."

"It's been a while. Does that make any difference?

Mr. Ermina was tilting his neck when he saw the pacali and the open door, while Kusuha began his public discourse. Oh, yeah, I wonder what it is. I've only seen this kind of residence in Arkenia.

"That's the Arkenian residence. They're building on the ground like a food vault, a cooking alley, a rally hall."

"Heh, living underground. Sounds like a dwarf."

"Do Dwarves also make residences in the basement?

"I've never seen it either, but I see you do. That's what Ketsey said about going into business outside the Great Forest."

"I see, Dwarf. I hope you can help me develop the mountainous area south of the Great Tree Sea."

If it's a mountainous area, you can expect mineral resources. And when it comes to ore digging and processing, it's a dwarf. I wonder if I can do something with Mr. Perron's handover, who's been the parent of the blacksmiths at Clover?

Lord, gather everyone together to talk.

"Yes, sir."

All right, this will be the third time today, but let's get in the mood.

"You agree unanimously. Anything else? Nothing in particular. Then dissolve it."

"There is?

I was in the mood and wanted to meet inside Albania, but it ended in five minutes with nothing exaggerated or exaggerated. Yes, this is the activity policy adopted in the Federation of Brave Demons. Turn and read. Did you read that? This is OK? Nice, then. Decide, dissolve! That is the end of it. I didn't even have time to talk.

"More like this, there's no question or anything like that. Too much tolerance, huh?

"The concubine is involved in formulating the proposal, so it's natural that there's nothing wrong with it. I didn't think about the content itself or the concubines so that they could be well received by the Arkenians."

"There's nothing to think about. It also means that Taishi-kun and Kusuha are so trusted."

"Hmm, that's what convinces me"

Now that we have allowed the settlement dotted in the Great Tree Sea to approve the announcement of three articles, it is clear that we can list three. But the problems are still piling up, so we have to try to solve them one by one.

"For now, that's the way to go."

"Way."

"Yeah, because for a nation, a road is like a blood vessel. We have to make a way to circulate people, supplies, money."

The problem is the distance between the demons of the Great Tree Sea and each settlement. Making a path is, well, I think it would be relatively easy to get through if I magically blew up the Great Tree Sea. But demonic measures are essential to maintain that path, and there are no ex-girlfriends or children if the path made at the corner is swallowed by the trees again. If it is difficult to maintain land routes, there is also the hand of air routes......

There are no planes in this world.

"Hicoki?"

"It's about a vehicle that can fly with dozens or hundreds of people and tons of luggage at the same time."

"Hmm, like a flying ship? But isn't it difficult in the Great Tree Sea? If you don't fly high enough, the demons may shoot you down."

"That."

Some of the demons in the Great Tree Sea are like big birds, while others are not like Wyburn. There are other flying demons like you who want to say, and demons with powerful means of ranged attack. Build an airplane with as much armor and firepower as you can against them, or make an airplane that's fast as they can't keep up, or make an airplane that can fly at high altitudes... you can probably build an airplane itself, but if you're going to build something large, there's a lot of material there, and if you don't meet the required requirements, you can get shot down and lose a lot.

Then wouldn't it be more realistic to pioneer land routes, carefully avoid demons, and run the Centaurs to maintain the streets? It could be an ant to lay a railroad.

"I knew it was land. No, we must not be imprisoned by common sense. Some hands use metastatic magic."

Wouldn't it be possible to build a limited transfer gate that only connects the two points that have been decided? The problem is the cost of magic though. You'll be using demonic nuclei that you can take from demons as fuel, but can you make a fortune? There are many magic nukes that can be harvested from the demons of the Great Tree Sea compared to those outside, and I don't think the supply is a problem. But if there is more profit to be gained from selling Demon Nucleus externally than from using it to move the metastasis gate, it is the end of the line. You don't deserve to use any means of travel that cost you as much as you move it.

"I wish I could see the cost."

"It's going to be hard."

Metastatic gates don't make sense to just open for a moment. We have to keep them open until everyone, or all supplies, have been moved. I use pom pom easily, but it just seems easy because it makes things look like my immense magic and resilience, and when a wizard of commonsense magic power uses it, he'll probably fall out of magic without keeping it for ten seconds. I don't know how much it would cost to compensate for that with Demon Nucleus or Demon Crystal Stone. Wouldn't it be more of a gold-eating bug than a portable demon cannon that consumes one medium-sized demon crystal stone per shot?

"Hmm, troubling. Whatever, for a while, let's get out on the road."

"It is. If you have time to worry, you might want to try moving things around."

"If it's something you can take back, it's good to try and make mistakes."

If I fail to do the trick on my own, I'll just have a broken bone. Why don't we talk to Marl and the others and move on as soon as possible tomorrow?

Incidentally, the three-month announcement against the Antilles ended in three seconds. I showed one of the Antilles who was walking there three months of paper, and I accepted it in three seconds.

They seem to be connected by something like a collective consciousness, and if you show them to one person, the information is communicated to everyone. Although extraordinarily heterogeneous, it is a half-mascotted treatment amongst the inhabitants of Clover, as they are all workers on the nostalgia with their overall bright character.

You look like a big ant, though!

Anyway, now we're ready under the three-month announcement.