Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The chicken farmers requested by the Iris lived in a rural area that did not take an hour to walk from the city of Santore.

He was formerly a highly-ranked mercenary, and took advantage of his father's illness and death to wash his legs from his mercenary life and inherit a farmhouse to feed his often ill mother.

Being a mercenary seems to be quite skilled, but it is difficult in the mercenary industry when it comes to making enough money to support a family and support one's own family. Not to mention that when it comes to earning money to treat mothers who tend to be ill, farmers and peasants don't make a lot of money for treatment.

Placing drugs in this world was a substitute for being traded at a high price, and when he became a doctor, his earnings were such a high-paying profession that he was comparable to the financial strength of a luxury merchant.

In addition, there are many who are family members of doctors for the generations of the clan, the majority of whom are doctors of nobility.

Naturally, medicines and other methods of formulation are also considered secret, and since there is no knowledge of new doctors, the family line of doctors will always be treasured, and at the same time, the lives of those who help because of the small number of hospitals will not be spared.

Whether the monopoly of knowledge is the natural world, the treatment of nobles and merchants is a priority and unlimited low regard for the people is the current situation.

Farmers are sold as slaves in a spirit of self-sacrifice to save their families, and in a state where there is nothing but help to cover the cost of treating the disease with that money, it is only through what can be described as some sort of administrative neglect.

So the idea was to sell Wild Cocco eggs.

Eggs are highly nutritious and are treated as luxury goods, so there is high demand and sales value.

If you're after a thousand bucks, there's no better material, but the problem is demonic eggs. Trying to retrieve the eggs will come under attack, making it a constant battle between the wounded and the wounded.

And the Wild Cocco in question is finally stronger than the owner.

By this time, it was no longer necessary to earn medical bills, but instead a fierce beast would be sitting around and unable to live. As a result, a crusade request was issued.

But Wild Cocko became too strong.

Vicious hens who defeat mercenaries who have tried many times and become stronger.

The trained hens say the mercenary guilds have become out of hand enough to burn their hands.

"So, the three of us tried, but with a payback... I'm intrigued by what kind of hen it is."

The old man is a swallowing thing, smoking but somewhere light on foot.

Probably because you can get soy sauce by doing business with Kaede.

"Blood rolls. I want to fight fast."

"Caede. That's a lot of blood...? I don't think it's very elf."

"Well, it's not like the elves that live around here. I guess if the environment changes, so does ethnicity."

"With that said, Lena's not here at some point... again!

One of the mercenary threesomes, Lena's figure, had disappeared at some point.

A few questions sprung up there, but I have trouble deciding if it's a good thing to listen to. But I'm also free to walk, so I decided to ask him back.

"Again?"

"He was escorting the wrong merchants earlier, chasing the runaway kids with his eyes! Probably..."

"Ahhh... I understand. You went hunting, didn't you?

"You were about my age, weren't you? Isn't that a crime, Mr. Lena's array?

"You look like a common sense man. Carnivorous. There were about a few juvenile mercenaries, so I'd suffer to decide which one was the target...... I don't think so..."

When an unpleasant imagination came to mind and saw Journe, she gave a look similar to some kind of giving up, and she nodded quietly.

Lena is an undisputed pervert who pierces boy love. It also has a narrow defensive range and is easy to target between roughly 11 and 15 years of age.

Trouble is, I'm usually a common sense person, but I have the habit of following different rubber teenagers from time to time.

In everyday life, I suppress much of my desire, and the journeys seem to be enduring before some of them, but I leave it to my instincts to disappear in a certain period to find my prey.

Looks like today was that cycle.

"Oh, maybe we'll deal with everyone. He's quite a fan of what he says..."

"If you're ashamed, you don't have to tell me, do you? I don't want to hear that much, but hey. There were five more than that, right? Whatever it takes, everyone's on the other side..."

"No, he'll do it. And you talk about your experiences happily in Atashi's ear. I don't want to hear it..."

"What? That's right, I want to hear it too!

Jahne looked like her sister's skin and was actually a delicate pure maiden.

Immunity is low for these lower story stories.

"But... are the five of us at the same time? If it becomes a trauma that never disappears into a page of their youth and their fear of women is engraved, you can't even see it. Worst of all, it's possible to run up Mohaw hill..."

"You're rotten, you create a chain of rot! I'd like to see that."

"Iris... why do you seem so happy?

"Mr. Illis. Were you a resident of decay, too? Are you drawing up a thin book at night? If so, I, uh, need to keep my distance coming out... hey?

Iris' eyes were missed as much as he wanted.

Plus, my eyes are pretty swimming. Perhaps you have an idea.

"Chi, because you're not, are you? I'm just a little interested, because it's normal to be..."

I know it's a problem to step into that deep world of yours as a junior high on a boulder, but as far as he's desperate to excuse himself, maybe he's right to say he's not a rotten girl and he's on the verge of stepping into that world.

However, I am concerned that the reaction was a little fast.

"But can you actually do a 6P? Is Lena a 'take'?" Attack "?

"It would be a 'blame' without even thinking about it. You look like me... She will surely tie up the young boys and strike them one by one with a creepy grin like the third moon, engraving the worst memories of fear that will never disappear into their hearts. Goodbye, pale days... be happy for the boys."

"You're getting a little dirty and grown up..."

"Isn't it a mistake to be tainted? Ningro Lena would do it...... You want me to go back now and point the guard at you?

In their perception, including the old man, Lena looked like a commonsense person and was a free pervert.

The trouble is, there's no one to report her, so I can't stick her out to the law.

He was a doer in a different way than some lord.

"It doesn't matter, where is the beast that is a certain opponent? Would you like to try and kill me soon?

"I'm going down Shura's path. You don't brace. How much blood do you starve..."

Caede cannot contain his rough soul.

Now you say it's an elf, so something is wrong.

"You see that orange roof a little more, don't you? There's a ferocious chicken over there."

"There... I'm really looking forward to seeing some fierce people satisfy me"

"Caede. Are you sure it's an elf? Before the elves," Dark "doesn't follow, does it?

Both elves were already indistinguishable to the old man.

High Elves of the highest race are bloodthirsty beasts here, giving up thinking about anything as early as possible. Any higher race was aware that what it preached was a beast of self and will.

They saw it as they approached their destination, the chicken farmer.

A mercenary-like man suddenly launched from around the garden tip to the sky. The old men instantly stepped away from the scene when they confirmed that they were falling this way as they made a kirimi spin.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

The mercenary pierced the ground from his head and proceeded to dig the earth as he spun, burying it with only his legs out as if it were a tragedy that had happened in some village.

"No way...... hao kane mio sir!? You weren't a hen!!

"No, it's supposed to be chickens... what the hell, the moves?

"To chicken habits, you have 10 million power?! It's stronger than yesterday..."

"[Appraisal (Scouter)] didn't you confirm your fighting power? I'm starting to feel like a strong enemy..."

"I'm not some combat nation, so I don't have such a handy tool!?

Iris dares to suppress [appraisal] skills at a lower level.

More than before, she enjoyed adventure during VRORPG, so she played with low appraisal skills and worked out enhanced skills such as magic as a priority.

I can say adventurer in a way, but after reincarnation, I have no heart.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... I'm here. There are signs of the strong. Someone came to see someone stronger than me!

"Which fighter?! Caede, you can't imitate it sooner!!

Ignoring the buried man, the four learned to fight.

The old man has a raven as a horn, and Iris and Jahne are defeated once.

If it had been stronger than before, it would have grown considerably faster.

Wild Cocco was a demon in a different way.

"This is... do I have to go with a tight heart? How many demons the hell are you - eh...?

"I want to slash it. I want to kill him quickly... I want him to suck my sword's blood..."

"Caede, are you scared?!

"Are you sure it's an elf? Something seems to be coming from another race... the Atashi."

Taking the beast in another bloodthirsty sense, the old men stepped into the chicken farmer's house.

But the place was a house before the ruins, which had been vandalized by the time it was unbroken.

The garden is stacked like a mountain of mercenaries who have been defeated indefinitely, and countless hens look over them. It is very powerful.

[Grappler Cocco] [Slash Cocco] [Sniper Cocco]

[Siroobi Cocco] [Archer Cocco] [Kendo Cocco]

Wild Cocco's mutated evolutionary form.

Proud of his strength over his final evolutionary form, Cocatrice, a belligerent hen.

It is an amazing chicken specializing in sniping, striking and slashing.

The three types of hens, including Shiloobi, follow the strong in their presence like the top three disciples.

He is highly intelligent and has some understanding of people's language.

Follow the strong.

Meat tastes bad, but eggs taste good.

"... not Wild Cocko, though? What do you mean, it looks like an already evolved individual"

"" Yes - no?!

The hens were staring at this one on a pile of beaten mercenaries.

It's what is commonly referred to as "mench-cutting," and it gives the impression that it's like a bad group with a bad pattern, no matter how you look at it.

"Hmm, someone wants to fight a hen with those wings shining like steel, okay?

"No, you're loaded in an evolved individual!?

"More than that, where is my client's uncle?

The old man can't take this job without a client, not even a rabbit as a horn.

But the key client was nowhere to be found.

"I have no choice. He understands the language to some extent, so let's ask the hens directly."

"Seriously...?

"Uncle, there's no way a hen understands a word, is there?

"It doesn't matter either way. I want you to fight for something soon... blood, blood..."

There's one kid with dangerous thoughts, but he doesn't dare go anywhere, and the old man gets out in front of Wild Cocko's evolutionary Grappler Cocko.

"Where is your owner? No, is it a former owner?

"Kuke......"

Grappler Cocco instructed a mercenary who was being shot at the tip of his feather.

It's like a ham to send to some neutral, with a round, swollen father falling down in bloodstain.

On a good look, he continued to beat his whole body with a heavy blow and looked swollen enough for his whole body to become enlarged.

I don't know if I'm lucky because I live with this, but in some cases it might be salvation to be mistaken for one thought.

For some reason I have an impressive heart mark tattoo engraved on my forehead.

"Looks like this is my client, right? You didn't explode well..."

"You're lying, right?! You were a muscular father when we met before!?

"I wonder if they poked me through a secret hole? You can't possibly swell up this far, can you?

Grappler Cocco walks over beside the flashing one, kicking his father in the head when he falls with a strong and inferior blow.

"Uggo!! I... Bohole... Buffhaho... (all... demons...)"

"I don't know what you're talking about... I can't help it," High Heels. "

"Old man, could you also use restorative magic?!

"Well, it's my uncle... he'll be able to use it. I can't... I don't remember. Scroll, should I buy it?

He undergoes the magic of Zeros' recovery, and his entire body, which is also his client, gradually swells away.

The recovered figure is Muscle Macho's skinhead father.

"Mr. Bohan, what's wrong with your hair? You were fuzzy before, weren't you?

"They pulled it all out... Quickly get rid of them - -!!

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to pick up that hen. It's going to help prevent crime when you're away from home. Even so... you're really crying in there, aren't you? Are you burning your hands to that point?

"You're my hen...... I'll give it to you if you want!! Knock it down, bring down all the hens here on this spot!!

"Old man...... can you see the mercenaries being piled up in front of you and not burning their hands?

Bohan is willing to dispose of the hens in the same tone that the pirate king left in his death.

But these chickens taste good eggs but not meat. Where I knocked it down, it didn't taste good.

Most importantly, Zeros just wants chickens. I was totally unwilling to kill him from the start, and I was willing to defend him because I had chickens in Ning Lo's original world.

But completely apart from High Elves, who are pushing on the bloody path of Shura.

"I understand!!

Because he was willing to fight from the beginning, he did not hesitate to put his hand on the back machete, and the high elf rushed through at full speed.

The opponent is Slash Cocco. Both wings had a silver glow and were chickens specializing in slaughter.

The appearance of adding yang branch to the mouth is strangely piercing.

It also has the ability to turn wings into tough blades by sending magic to winged feathers.

Kaede pulls out the machete on his back and knocks in a quick slash of greeting substitutes, but says, 'KINN!!' The first machete is played along with the tall sound of 'and the posture becomes defenseless for a moment.

Don't miss that gap, Slash Cocco flew next to Kaede and entered her intermission at high speed as if bent at right angles. A slaughter rolling out of both wings strikes Caede.

"Chi!!

Kaede immediately drew his sword, deviating from the attack in the form of a slight strike of the sword as he orbited the slaughter, flying backwards and letting go of the intermission. From there we pack our time again for Slash Cocco, adding a series of attacks by the sword.

- - Kiwiin!! Kickin!!

Metal sound that is struck many times.

One and one slaughter meets brilliantly, with silver tracks and sparks flying across.

It was a reward for intense moves.

"Kaede is awesome too... but that chicken, what is it ~ ooh?!

"Whatever you think, it's not chicken strength. I'm a swordsman... for sure"

"Mutant VS Separate Gene... It's a good looking battle"

One by one offense can continue in front of you.

At that time, however, the old man felt slight signs and stretched his arm around Journey's head.

"Become!?

I didn't know what happened for a moment, and when I found out who it was, Jahne's expression faded blue.

For in the old man's hand was a single arrow gripped.

"... This is Sniper Cocco, isn't it? They must have sniped us from somewhere."

"Aren't you in the direction where the arrows flew?

"Sniping from the same place is a third-rate thing to do. Probably moving to the next sniper point."

It looks like a horrible, hidden hen because it felt slight signs at the time of the sniping.

I guess the wing skeleton has a wide range of motion due to the use of the bow. From the earliest bones, it may not belong to a bird, but is close to a Ning Lo dinosaur.

Whoa, pick up two pebbles that were falling and prepare for the next sniper.

"Mr. Journey, can you revenge? He seems very strong."

"I can't, Atashi won't pay you back. I don't feel like I can win... and I'm stronger than before."

"Were you underhanded yesterday? If so, it's very depressing."

Caede is still repeatedly rewarded with a sword trident, but he has not been given a decisive blow, and likewise Slash Cocco is unable to enter in time because of his small size.

Though Slash Cocco seems to be pushing as fast as he can for a small amount of time, Kaede was also slashing with a slight motion, turning the counter to prevent an attack.

The once-in-a-going offense plays out visibly at an awesome rate and tries to overwhelm with a thick muscle and velocity that seems very unlikely to be a child or chicken. but it seems that Slash Cocco is also after something without being a decisive hit.

"Chicken habits, pretty hand-worked...... If he were a man, he would have become a samurai of the name. Too bad..."

"Cock, cock, cock! (Birds and humans have nothing to do with sword paths. That is an insult to the awkward)"

"Whoa, that was rude. Was your Lord a fine samurai... let us sincerely apologize"

"Cocksucker, cocksucker, cocksucker! (If you are a samurai too, speak with a sword, not a mouth. That is the courtesy of those who live in the Wu)"

For some reason, a conversation had been established.

The cocksuckers who understand the words are the horns, and Caede understood it because of the properties of the high elves?

Two (?) Tension runs during, but from the gallery you are looking at, it is a situation where you tilt your neck.

Caede delivers the knife to the sheath and carries out the arrangement of the knife extraction technique. Slash Cocco also spreads his wings accordingly, and carries out his own arrangement.

"Perhaps the battle will be decided by a single blow..."

"Oh... he's a horrible kid. What happens if that skill grows like this in that year..."

"That little elf girl, she's stronger than all the mercenaries who came to us... who are you?

Both names stop moving and concentrate on a blow as they pack their way in with Jiriziri.

Watch the gallery spit again as well.

One step, the air feels heavy every time I approach another step.

Two confronted (?) was sweating on his forehead, concentrating his spirit to an extreme state where a small amount of time could be felt forever. A single blow, as Illis said, will determine the battle.

Two (?) I felt my mind go up during.

"... no remorse for winning or losing..."

"Coquette, cocquette (I understand! Various, constantly……)"

At that time, they were coming close.

But the old man was aware of this tense, leaky existence.

Sniper Cocco, a sniper watching the bow with wings that evolved from the other side of the roof to become like an arm, had set his aim here.

"Compete!!" "Coke!! (Battle!!

Two (?) moves while Sniper Cocco releases an arrow.

It was aimed at the alarm obsessed with the battle in front of him, but the old man intercepted the unleashed arrow with a finger and shot yet another shot into the innocent hen on the roof who failed to snipe and tried to move.

Snipers are taken over by counter snipes.

As Sniper Cocco falls off the roof and falls to the ground, the two (?) The sword ghosts crossed each other's machetes (wings) at super high speeds.

- Gallyyyyyyy!!

The machetes and wings collide and a shock wave occurs even though it should be a battle with a sword. Caede embraces where he was blown away, and Zeros, who was just in the right place.

Slash Cocco is similarly blown away again and plunges into a herd of fellow hens.

"Kaede, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine... it sounds like it was a huge shock and you're losing your mind"

"What happened to that hen? Did you kill him?

"I'm alive. Take a good look at Mr. Kaede's machete, it's a trade, but it doesn't have a blade."

Slash Cocco had also passed out, but he had a rather satisfying grin there.

He is a gentleman to the habit of chickens.

For the record, it was the owner Sniper Cocco was after.

Whether it was the habit of snipers or resentment accumulated enough to want to kill them again, just in case there was plenty of lethal neurotoxicity applied to them.

All we know is that Sniper Cocco was totally sure he was going to kill Bohan.

"Well, there's one left...... is Grappler Cocco"

"Atashi can't do it. I tried to get revenge, but I can't fight like that, can I?

"I can't either! 'Cause I'm a magician."

It inevitably becomes an old man to deal with more than Kaede has passed out.

With a deep sigh, the old man was to confront Grappler Cocco.

"I'd like you to come home if you can... That way we won't have to fight."

"Cock, cock, cock, cock! (If they show me that kind of battle, I can't help but make blood noise, too. One hand, want your opponent)"

"Ha... I don't have a choice... Oh, that? I know the words for some reason, with Doyuko?

For some reason, I felt my old man could understand the words.

It is a moment of glimpse into the mysteries of different worlds.

The old man has no choice.

I am unmotivated, but the hen in front of me is very willing to fight. I knew that refusal here would hurt his honor, and I had to dare him to leave.

But I realize the strength of Grappler Cocco the moment I confront him.

An unusual hegemony that I don't think is chickens, obviously stronger than the other two.

For a moment, I felt Grappler Cocco's body braced.

When Zeros crosses his arms, a blow is knocked in there that doesn't seem like a small hen.

If you noticed, Grappler Cocco was beating him with wings like his arm. The old man was flown backwards for a few meters as it was, but he held onto his feet with strength.

"This is... it's been a long time since I've had to keep my mind on it"

Dangerous light dwells in the old man's eyes.

[Zeros back then] Return.

I started strengthening my body by getting it to breathe and magic in my body - no, by letting it circulate.

The Fist God skill is activated and the alteration of abilities begins from a Mage to a militant.

Wizards use magic by using the magic in their bodies and the magic of nature, but fighters strengthen their combat abilities by refining and circulating the magic in their bodies.

However, magic becomes unusable when using intrinsic abilities, making it a martial arts-specific state.

I mean, I don't like ranged attacks, but other than wizard skills, it can be used in combination, and it's not as problematic as it is for an old man today.

"I'll go..."

Approaching Grappler Cocco's time in an instant step, he put the kick in as it was without killing the momentum.

The grappler cocko, which flew up in the dust, was exposed there to a continuous blow unleashed by the old man. You were aware of that too, Grappler Cocco strikes out and intercepts in the same way.

- Gassi!! Dogga!! zdoddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!!

It sounds like an impossible blow in real life.

Target beatings, whimpers, deviations, gaps, sometimes forcefully, sometimes in millimetres of cuts.

"Cocke!? Coco Coco Coco Ke!! (Ts, strong. No way, what is such a blessing... what a blessing)"

"Sounds a lot happier! That's why I wanted to fight!!

"Cockerel, Cockerel Cockerel Cockerel!! (Challenge the strong and enhance yourself. Accommodation of those who live in battle)"

"Inside, you understand! Then show me your power!!

"Coqueye!! (I understand!!

Once distanced from the strike, Grappler Cocco took advantage of his quickness and stirred it up while creating remnants, and as he approached rapidly, he knocked in a strong kicking reward.

The old man fluttered the attack with his arms as if it were flowing, and the moment he found a gap, he did not let his hair in for a short time but waited for it, but as if Grappler Cocco was entangled in his arms and tried to use the momentum to throw it.

Zeros noticed there, by slightly twisting his arm, loosened the restraint, pulled his arm out while grabbing the grappler cock and slamming it to the ground all at once, but the grappler cock instantly rebuilt his position by twisting his body, flapping his wings and leaving in between.

"Whoa, old man...... aren't you too strong?

"I'll do about that. 'Cause he's [the annihilator]."

"What, those two noisy names... What did that old man do to you?

"A lot......"

"I don't care, miss... I'm not a magician anymore, am I? Who is it?"

The war situation was unfavourable to Grappler Cocco.

But the fighting spirit does not fade, while Ning Ro increases, and he looks somewhere happy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Cocksucker Cocksucker!!

We bump into each other head-on again, and the fierce fist reward begins.

Strengthen with care in both arms (wings), with each other intercepting each other's fists, followed by a vivid striking sound.

However, like some famous stories such as "oraora" and "hoatata", high-speed striking streaks with remnants are carried out without a single step from each other, and if caught up, the fist pressure of power flies like being pushed into a state that is not free and not free of sprinkles with one blow.

That tragic winding doesn't happen because the shock waves are circular and diffuse around each other as fist pressures bump into each other and offset each other.

Occasionally, we distance ourselves from each other, flying high in the air, the flying kicks cross, and fall even more as we tap each other's fists in the air.

"That... if you take a blow, you're gonna die, right? I mean, wasn't the old man a magician?

"From what I've heard, it sounds like an all-rounder close to the assassin's limit, right? He's like a magician who's good at getting into the middle of enemy lines and sweeping away with range magic at some point."

"It's a lady...... You're definitely not a magician. I don't care what you think, Special Forces!

An old man with a blow special fist doesn't know he's being denied his profession.

But perhaps he is too familiar to deny it.

Even though they were in a virtual world, the old man was repeating similar things there...

At the end of the day, when it was supplemented, there was fear in the PK position because it would be completely crushed.

The spectacular dodginess between the old man and the chickens lasted until sundown, he says.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

At dusk, when the world began to wrap itself in the book of nights, Grappler Cocco was doing everything he could to keep fighting.

But the expression was clear as if satisfied, and he had a heartfelt refreshing grin, as if he had put out everything about himself.

The opposing old man hasn't scratched a single sweat, and Ning Lo knows how insane his own health is and is floating in war. Even then, fighting Grappler Cocco was a serious opponent.

However, I realize my anomaly from the second half and realize that it will not be a battle.

It was supposed to be all I could do, but I could even afford to calmly observe and think about things.

The more the old man dizzied about what would happen if he seriously turned to attack. My senses and my flesh are not keeping up.

Before such an old man, the evolved hens sat down in the earth and showed their willingness to obey.

"Is this... a sign of willingness to follow me?

"Coquette! (RARI!

"Cocksucker, Cocksucker! (I was impressed by your strength. Please be our mentor)"

"Coquette, Coquette Coquette Coquette (my special blow move broken...... not trained enough)"

The chickens who evolved from Wild Cocco have a habit of honoring the strong.

Once admitted to being a master, he obeys until he acquires the strength to be independent, and eventually goes nestled.

Eventually he builds his own herd, transmits the moves he remembers, and goes endlessly stronger.

In a way, it was also the worst demon, worse than Cocatrice.

"Well, I don't mind if I wear an inert egg. I want eggs, too, and I have appraisal skills, so I can distinguish between sperm eggs and impure eggs."

Here's why these chickens rebelled.

Original eggs are objects that leave their own offspring, and two of the newborn eggs are present: sperm eggs and aseptic eggs.

If you are an inert egg, your offspring will never be born, and you don't mind feeding them, but it is a matter of death and survival for them to take away the sperm eggs because they are born with leeches.

Bohan reclaimed the eggs randomly without knowing such a fundamental thing, so the trust from the hens here was lowered and finally led to the result of being rebelled.

If I tell you, it must be the revenge of a parent who was deprived of a child.

My child is a lovely thing, no matter what kind of beast is in the world of weak and strong eating.

And an old man with appraisal skills doesn't have to worry about getting resented by these chickens.

"Mr. Bohan, what are you doing with the bait?

"Just tell me where the house is, and I'll arrange it for you. When I'm gone, we'll have cows this time."

"Uncle Bohan, that's... death flag..."

"Whatever it is, is it because the opponent of a sword lives nearby? This is good luck."

"Kaede... are you still willing to fight?

The bloody High Elf seems to be increasingly stepping into Shura Road with a rival called Slash Cocco.

The three of them, including the old man, had only sighed.

On this day, Zeros got thirteen hens.

Instead of offering eggs, they are hands-on to the old man, who at the same time becomes a powerful escort to guard the house.

It is doubtful where these vicious hens will go and how far they will go.

All I could tell was that they were continuing to train for the strongest beast.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

When we reached home, we were already surrounded by night and darkness, and the area around the old town is surrounded by tranquility.

Zeros used demonic stone lamps to light the lights and sat down on a chair placed unwrought.

Thirteen chickens are supposed to live in the nearby woods and provide Zeros with eggs, but now I realize that I am more anxious to see if the victim will come out.

I have the intelligence to understand if I talk to you, so I decided to follow up and tell you, and now when I was about to start prepping for dinner, I realized that my robe had long hair attached to it.

Clear thin hair arrived when Caede was held, but the problem is not there.

"Hmm, [Weird Species] [Hair of High Elves] are you all set? Mixing my blood here produces homunculus... well"

The old man was willing to make homunculus, but when he actually tries to make it, he gets a little carried away.

This is the creation of life, and this homunculus becomes the clonal presence of Caede.

If you mix your own blood further, you can say Kaede and the old man's child if you say so. I can't help but feel ethically OUT.

And it's the worst item in his mind.

"[Evil Spirit Soul]... Now, whether you harass the Four Gods or not, this is the problem. What's the matter?"

There are still not enough ingredients to produce homunculus.

Because we will need other important materials, [Spirit Crystals].

"Well, do you think after you get the [Spirit Crystal] by chance... we still have time"

The old man didn't forgive God for what he did in this world.

I was reincarnated into this world, but that meant an apology to God who existed in the original world until I got tired of it, and there was a really nasty side hidden from me, as if I had had had no choice but to deal with it because complaints came.

Moreover, while reincarnating him, the consideration was dotted, and Zeros was dropped into the realm of demons where the vicious demons swept.

If you reincarnated it, it would be nice to have all the victims appear in the same place, but I could feel something enjoyable, like the behavior was horribly appropriate and 'I'm going to cheat you'.

Of course, because some people enjoy this world like Illis, we don't do anything to foment war in this world, but that's why we don't expect to do anything.

"Inside, that's troubling...... kukukuku"

Zeros laughs with an unprecedented pitiful grin.

There was a cage of malice in his grin that he wouldn't normally show.

Equipment made of metal in the basement was creeping as if to echo his secret malice like that.

The situation was already in place where material could be transferred to action.

It all depended on how the situation fell.