Another World Transfer in Game Character

If the enemy is lightly destroyed, he immediately returns to the fountain hut.

It was an emergency, so I left things to Aliusha alone, but in case anything happens, it could be her trauma.

Enter the room and seal the door with a sheath.

After ensuring safety, he speaks to Arusha, who was looking after the injured by the fountain.

"Aliusha, how's it going?

"Mm-hmm. Injuries aren't that deep. But I'm unconscious."

"What about the potion?

I also give her about ten luxury potions. Instead, I have as little as twenty bottles left.

I have consumed the majority of what I brought in the Battle of Behemoth. We have to do something...

Anyway, with this potion, humans in this world should show resilience enough to be fully fast, even from dying.

"I wore one, but I can't seem to drink properly because my throat is clogged"

Try lifting one empty bottle.

When I check my breathing, my breathing is decent. Maybe I'm in a bad shape, so my esophagus is closed.

It was a boy about thirteen or four years old who was injuring his back. Fifteen wouldn't have gone.

So don't hesitate to take off your gear and clothes and test for back scratches.

"I'm sorry, if you think you've defeated Chargebird, you're suddenly attacked from behind..."

The one who came by me and helped me get my gear was the leader who handed me the pine lights earlier.

The face is stained with regret.

"It's about time you said Shadow Wolf. He says he's good at surprise attacks."

"Oh, I know... no, I meant to know. It's totally our fault."

"... yeah, the wounds aren't that deep. But if you got ambushed, you need to get back on your feet first. The healer..."

"On top of it, Sman, it's him."

"Uh..."

That can only be described as bad luck.

Surprise immediately after the battle. Besides, when it comes to being the first to crush the restorer, the retreat is also unavoidable.

Rather, it can be said that it was the English judgement that made the decision to retreat, before any other sacrifice was made.

"That was bad luck. Well, I'm glad you didn't make a sacrifice."

Lift your torso and turn your throat against it.

When his esophagus opened, he stuck a bottle of potion into his mouth and poured it in all at once.

"Oh, I need your help."

"What?

"Isn't that when you talk?

"What do you expect? My lips aren't that cheap."

You know, kissing a guy in the first place, I'm totally sorry. Even if I look like this, my heart is still a man.

After a while, the boy's eyelashes move out tingly.

Place your hand on the neck muscle to check for pulse stability, take your hand to the tip of your nose, and also make sure you breathe.

The boy woke up just to make sure his condition had settled.

"- Ah."

"Ah, good morning. How's it going?

The surprise-eyed boy stares at us without a voice.

Apparently he's a healer exclusively, and his body isn't very well trained.

The feeling conveyed from the hand held up is also idle.

Taking off her upper body clothes and exposing her to white skin creates a beautiful atmosphere.

A sister with a rotten hobby would almost be happy to have a nosebleed.

... by the way?

"Voice, no answer? Are you okay?"

"Hih! Oh, no, I'm fine."

Were you just a little close to your face because of all the hugging and checking?

The boy dyes his cheeks bright red to distract his gaze.

- Hey, don't turn your face that way. That's where my boobs are.

"Mpu, oh, su, sorry"

"Just calm down."

Get your body up and let it sit.

Pinch and secure your face with both hands as you go, and check on your pupils.

It doesn't look like your gaze is shaking, and it doesn't seem to affect your brain.

Staring at him at close range, he began to bleed out of the boy's nose.

"Oh, shit. I knew there was something that hadn't healed..."

"Hiccup, no! This is different..."

The boy tried to stand up aggressively, sliding his legs and falling over me.

Of course I could have avoided it as it was, but then he would clash to the ground.

So, well... I'll hold you in a way that I can take from the front.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry! Not with the wazz."

"I know, because I know"

That's him. Lucky sketchy attribute.

After nodding his face at my thin chest, I saw the boy flying away reflexively, and I thought so.

We shall stay as close as possible in the future. Yeah.

"Ha, don't make me worry, you..."

"Shh, excuse me, Mr. Yage. I fainted first."

"You're still young, so you can't help it. But you have to thank them properly."

"Yes. Thank you for your help. It's a lot of things now, so I'll thank you very much later."

"No, that's good. We're each other when we're in trouble."

I'd like to keep my distance from you, this lucky sketch, if I may.

He must be in the middle of getting dressed or something. Of course I don't knock.

"And that sword move was amazing. Your daughter must be from the dining room, right? And a lunch box. Thanks for everything."

"Welcome, you're paying me, but with that dish"

"You can eat all that food in this prairie, so you can do it. I'll ask you again in the future."

"Yeah, I'll take care of it"

That's how a man called Yage offers his hand.

I shake that hand back, too.

"I'm Yage-Nagan. This is still an adventurer who's going to have arms there. I want this body now..."

"I am Yumil. This girl is Aliusha."

"Oh, that! I'm Karon. Well, thank you!

"Yes, nice to meet you"

Is this boy Karon you? Remember, as a vigilante!

He then exchanged an introduction with Libi, the mage, and Adrian, the scout.

Both are in their late twenties, and when you look around without a gap, only you, Karon, get the slightly immature impression.

"Well, it's my hobby... to train a young man. Besides, healers are few. It's precious. That's why I've been trying to keep you company and raise you as much as I can..."

"This time, is it?

"Ha, unless it's faceless"

What about suddenly choosing this place to train newcomers?

I know it was meant to be power leveling, but I don't think this place was so sweet.

"Well, I was unlucky to be stuck by accident or crushed a recovering actor... isn't pulling to this hour a bit impotent?

The dining room is already closed, and it's late at night.

Bringing a young man to the labyrinth until this hour is too hard for power leveling.

"Damn it, you're the one who's my virtue. I'm lost... when I think I'm finally on the road."

"Really... we haven't had time to discover this place yet, so we can't help it. Well, be careful."

"Oh, I'll keep that in mind."

It may have been a little tough on someone with a look on their face, but here, alarm really leads to instant death.

I also found out about the Battle of Behemoth a month ago.

As far as I can, I have to warn you.

Noticed that it was a little rough, we decided to take Mr. Yage to the entrance.

I wanted to distance myself from you, Karon, but he's sick.

I just don't allow myself to fight with an immature, sick healer (healer).

I think I'll at least keep it as long as I'm in the escort.

Rather, what makes you fight? I don't want any casualties in front of Aliusha.

I don't even want you to think that your parting adventurer was dead the next day.

The next morning, after finishing lunch sales, I went to see what was going on in the field behind me.

Then, the suggestive potato grew and thrived in a day. And then the weed.

This fertility gesture is no longer the same as in the labyrinth.

"That's amazing!

"Yeah, because the grass grows in a day, I thought this would happen... Aliusha, is there a labyrinth resilience leaking outside or something?

"Yeah, strong me-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-ki

It seems that this labyrinth is quite high on a level, so that may be the case.

There's still a problem with that.

The potatoes that my grandmother in the country used to make for her hobbies were often immature, even if they were flourishing blue on top.

And even if the potatoes grow large, there is a chance that the flavor and sweetness will be scallops.

"Anyway, harvest it and check the taste!

"Ooh!

We both start pulling potatoes.

Let Alusha wear a penetrating glove that is part of the Devil's Guide Knight costume.

I really want a military hand, but most of the craftsmen here are dwarves, and the gloves seem surprisingly luxurious because of their processing difficulties.

I'm a little tempted to place an order in the current situation.

"Mm-hmm!

It's a smile to be a young girl who stomps on both feet and desperately pulls the potato crawl.

Her muscle strength status values are the lowest of all abilities and slightly below average for the average person.

With her muscle strength like that, it seemed hard to reap.

I see Aliusha struggling badly with the potatoes she can't get out of, and she's nibbling. Oh, really, this kid is an angel of healing.

Realizing how I was, she swelled her cheeks.

"It's time for you to have a good time!

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry"

With a niyanya laugh on his face, he grabs the potato crawl with one hand and pulls it up slowly.

Me, I was able to pull through without much resistance. I didn't pull through all at once because I decided that if I pulled with my muscle strength, the spread would be more intolerable.

"Oh, not so bad... you're growing up right"

"Hey, come on, too."

Aliusha still has the look of all the covetousness. I can't believe even freshly dug potatoes are ok, this kid's eating pussy attribute could be a bit of a dangerous level.

Well, that should be it, too, and the potatoes out of the dirt were round and fat, and even lined up in those supermarkets were of a size that didn't suck.

Take some taro potatoes that are growing in one crawl and try to crack them with pakiri.

The interior is also sufficiently viscous. I licked it gently and the unique potato flavor of the sweet taro lingered on my tongue.

"Yeah, the taste doesn't seem to be a problem either"

"Really? I'll eat too!

"You'd better cook properly, wouldn't you?

"But it's just yum, it's sloppy."

I have no choice but to hand her the potatoes too.

It's like a puppy to lick a cross section of pepper and potato and repeat 'yummy'.

"Shall we try baking this potato for lunch?

"Really? Well, shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,

Aliusha returns to potato pulling with a face full of expectations. I followed her to the harvest, too.

The potatoes are all harvested by noon and gently soiled and kept in cages.

Apparently, the prospect of a stable supply of potatoes may have passed.

At this rate, fruit trees seemed easy to cultivate.