Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

Rahmaf Forest.

It is a vast forest located almost in the centre of the Solister Magic Kingdom.

It is not about the Great Deep Green Zone of Pharfuran, but it is also an area inhabited by numerous demons.

It was mainly a place where mercenaries and scholars stepped into the woods and gathered herbs, ores, demonic materials, etc. but was also famous as a place to train knights and magicians.

For some reason the forest seemed suitable as a habitat for demons, and according to the theory of one scholar, the magic flowing through the earth might be lingering somewhere.

It seems that the magic flowing through the Great Deep Green Zone of Farfuran lags in this forest, creating the perfect environment for demons to live in, but I'm not sure if it's true.

"I mean, are you saying there's this forest on the layline? That makes the Great Deep Green Zone seem more and more mysterious ~. That forest had a strong plant and animal life force by the time it was unusual......"

"I hear this magic is flowing directly beneath Santore, but no scholar has ever backed it up."

"Oh... now I know why Mandragola was unusually fertile. It seems that other plants have been affected by the magic flowing underground."

The old man was discussing with Zveit to get information about the land as the college students and mercenaries moved to set up the position at the campsite in front of the Ramaf Forest.

Even though the Great Deep Green Zone is not as strong as it is, the demons that live in this forest are so strong that it is a dangerous forest for college students who have never been in action.

"With that said, the street to Stella was somewhat wide, but is it also a fort?

"Oh, one of the biggest fortresses in this country is ahead of Stella. They're widening the streets themselves for the transfer of soldiers, food supplies, etc. The narrowing of the road along the way is where you couldn't ambush your enemies or widen the road because of the terrain."

"All of a sudden the road was narrowing, I almost blew it off"

"Master... what the hell are you doing here?"

The old man doesn't answer Zveit's questions.

The motorcycles produced have the worst stability because they were properly made. Thanks to the option I have tried to make it hard to stabilize, but I have a variety of inconvenient issues.

When I get back, the side car parts will be dismantled and the bike itself is going to be fully rebuilt.

Because of the diversion of other wastes, the name of the motorcycle was naturally [Waste XIII].

This is because among the parts used was armor equipped with a shield fixed to the movable arm, such as [Prototype Automatic Defense Mechanism Armor No. 28], a name that came from the diversion of the waste that was in the inventory.

Because it's a power suit for the purpose I saw, it seems I've been smashing fantasy worldviews and playing whatever I want since the time of the online game.

It is too heavy to be equipped, and even if it can be equipped, it cannot be moved, so it was decided to divert the movable shield to a part that moves the wheel part of the side car. As a result, the body becomes slightly distorted once installed as an option.

The movement mechanism of the shield is used to move the wheels of the side car, while the arm part is used as the fixture of the armed device currently attached.

The [Magic Motor] built into the front and rear wheels of a motorcycle is also part of a large fan used in a mass-produced monster crusade event during the game. So why did you make this stuff, say, "If you hit a powerful wind on a swarm of monsters, you'd slow down the invasion, wouldn't you? 'Cause I thought.

I diverted a prototype that was meant to be multiple in alignment but ended up being a bot and fattening the inventory, but the magic motor is a harvest even if I just found out I could use it.

I just couldn't do the bike itself. The old man swears to his heart that he will be safe at the statutory rate of return.

"After all, we need to design it properly... It's just too dangerous to be sturdy and properly connected to what I remember..."

"What are you talking about? Seriously, what brings the master here..."

"In a nutshell, is that a 'noob toy'? It's a failure… so strange that no one could have come this far without dying…"

"Abu, hey! Don't you think about safety or something? You don't normally think about making it from that side? It's a magic trick, isn't it?

"I didn't have time. Hey, I got weird when I mounted a lot from the middle of nowhere. I didn't have enough time to improve it and it stuck to my criticism, but the results sucked. hahahahahahaha"

"... those things were awkward, weren't they? You're not laughing."

Even a steep curve would be just as good as bending.

However, it is obvious that there is no other way to get on with it than Zeros, if there is a physical ability to the insanity of the old man. Very uncommon.

Because I didn't think you'd do foot brakes.

"Ah... should I have turned it into a bao-mobile? Even if my body broke, I could separate it as a motorcycle..."

"No, you don't know what I'm talking about. What are you talking about?

If there were two powerful motors, there would have been no problem producing OT-Mobile.

I noticed this now, and I was an old man who thought it was too critical at the time of production.

Zveit naturally can't follow.

"Zveit! Don't keep talking. Help me, I'm short of manpower. Come on."

"Ooh, no. I'm going now. Wow."

"Is the student setting up a tent? What a busy thing..."

"It's also training for when it comes to war. The Enchantress is obliged to conscript, because mercenaries are not obliged to take part in the war at any time. I envy you..."

"I don't think I can use it, hey. You won't be able to work with the military if you go through a real battle here, and you don't have the knowledge to take operational action. Isn't that like going to die?

"There are many mercenary aspirants participating in this training. I don't like it, but you learn it in action, it's just useless to care."

Become a mercenary to renounce conscription obligations. Don't look like an old man falling over the head.

Along with the guild card, a mercenary's obligation was also handed in, but certain ranks are obliged to participate in the war, and the rising rank of the guild relieves them of their responsibility.

In addition, the mercenaries had troublesome details, such as the fact that if they did not receive a certain request, the registration would be erased and they would have to register again but the rank would drop.

The old man doesn't mind his guild card expiring, but Illis is obliged to participate in the war, and if there is a war, he will go to the battlefield even if he doesn't like it.

The obligation to participate in the apparent war appears to have disappeared, but the danger of being sent to the battlefield has not actually disappeared even as a mercenary.

Since Zveit is a Duke and war participation is compulsory, he seems oblivious to these details.

A major reason why the top ranked mercenaries are relieved of war participation is that the top ranked mercenaries are valuable considering the time they spend growing up.

More than skilled mercenaries can hardly grow, higher-ranking mercenaries are obliged to train immature mercenaries instead of war participation disappearing.

With demonic threats beside us, securing talent was a serious problem everywhere.

"Deo's guy's calling, so I'm going. I haven't set up a tent in a while..."

"Would you like me to go and set up a mercenary tent, too? For once, I have my own tent."

"Master, if you have your own tent, you should use it, okay? I hear some mercenaries have thieves and Mohaws. There was a guy who was brought into the tent when he participated in the field training before... She was replaced by a woman."

"Are you serious?!? What a disgusting business...... Well, there are some cocksuckers, and that's better..."

There would be no Mohaw attacking just the good old man, but he had experienced with his own hands that exceptions existed in everything, and he decided to just be vigilant.

He was an old man who took thorough defense against things he didn't like.

After breaking up with Zveit, Zeros heads to the mercenaries' tent area.

to secure a place to put up his own tent.

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"This... what should I do? I am refreshed..."

"Sure, assemble the frame... I heard you put it in this cloth and secure it..."

"What are you going to do with this tonkachi? I don't really understand Atashi...... hmm?

Celestina and the others were currently struggling to set up a tent.

Your daughter Celestina has never camped in Carostee before. Naturally, I was inexperienced in tenting.

The same goes for Urna, who in the first place is not sexually fit to use such a tool.

To put it well, perhaps, it's a big mess of racial traits, so it's widely common to say that you'll be wild enough to set up a tent.

Although this characteristic is the cause of what seems to be a savage race, many of the Beastman tribes are of a nature that does not pay attention to detail.

If it's a convenient tool, I'll try to use it, but I don't like tents that put pipes together to hate trouble. It's a species that doesn't care about sleeping on the ground in the first place.

"I know you're obliged to conscript, but you should be the first to do this kind of training in a lecture. All of a sudden you can't even ask me to assemble it!

"Uh-huh. I wonder where this pipe leads to? That? Different lengths...... what is this rope?

"What is this big bag? It's what the pipe was wrapped in, but I think it's a little big... huh?

Urna was struggling with two worldless ladies who had never camped without friends.

Cloisas and the others have tents nearby, but they have been set up really efficiently because Makarov was taking the initiative and giving instructions.

The trouble is that the tent must not be set up with neighbors, and the instructors are constantly patrolling to keep an eye on them.

Furthermore, due to the loss of instructions in the assembly order, it was difficult to install tents anywhere.

"The pile must be a hit on the ground, but you don't understand the structure well. There are thin pipes and long pipes, and what are the short strings?

"Don't you mind if I sleep on the ground? Nobody's in trouble."

"I don't like it! What do you do when you change? You can't imitate that in public!

"Uh-huh? I don't care about Atashi. It's not like she's gonna lose it when she sees me."

"" I don't know about that as a girl... "

Urna has no shame.

Being an Orc, she is like a wild child, no matter how many people she grows up in.

"Urna...... you are a girl, mind your eyes around you a little"

"That's right. By the way, I was just wondering, why did Mr. Celestina ask me to give up my name?

"Yeah? Master Celestina is Master Celestina, isn't she? Carrot Tea is Carrot Tea, is something wrong?"

"I'm a nobleman too... why not? I'm not convinced."

Urna doesn't really understand what Carostie is saying.

Let me add, the Beastman tribe is a forceful race. Respect the benefactor and the mighty, but otherwise it is appropriate.

Celestina had previously taught Urna how to fight and was saved from the plight of shady abuse, and since then she has come to pay tribute to Celestina.

I'm pretty much discerning things by instinct, so I'm not going to rank against people at all.

In short, Celestina is like picking up a wank. And I was nostalgic.

Because he looks exactly like a human being, it's no wonder that Carostee thinks he's scorning himself, but in the first place, the Beasts are equal to no distinction between positions such as nobility or power.

Assuming there is, only the difference between a benefactor or a strong one.

Celestina explained the matter with a bitter laugh.

"I'm convinced. I mean, even if the Beasts live with people, the contents only live by wild intuition, right?

"I was also initially confused. I'd like you to call me by name, but I'm reluctant to take 'Dear', and I honestly envy Mr Carostee."

"Really? It was a surprise, I just thought I was accepting it..."

"When called with honor, it's something you feel alienated about. I want you to feel free to talk to me..."

"Except for" Dear ", I'm as free as I want. Do you need to care?

"That's the only salvation. It makes me uncomfortable when I'm freakishly awed..."

Celestina, a former concubine, does not like to be called by name.

Luckily Urna puts on "Dear," but otherwise she really comes out of the blue and doesn't hesitate to speak up. Although I am somewhat dissatisfied, I am honestly happy with what my friends have done.

"Ah..."

"Oh?"

When Celestina turned her eyes to the fudge, there was an old man walking smoothly sprinkled with cigarettes, wearing a mask with a blackout.

Perfectly against manners, but such rules do not exist in this world.

"Doctor, why are you here!?

"A little, because I was acting with you, Zveit, hey. We're going back to where the mercenaries are gathering."

"Nothing, why don't you do it here? I'm supposed to be your brother's escort, and I was wondering if there's a problem."

"That's just the situation here. I'm a mercenary, and I'm not sure I'm going to put it on your escort."

The mercenaries will decide tomorrow on a party for college students to escort with whales.

I've never talked to anyone about scheduling anything more than not knowing which party to escort. Nothing goes perfectly, only to help you hit it.

"... I haven't seen your teacher in the last three days?

"I was ahead of time in defeating demons and stuff and hanging out with the Coccos' workouts. Were you escorting Mr. Zveit after that? That's what I do."

"Is this a dangerous situation by then?

"Well, the bandits also said they were hired by some nobleman, so it's bound to work."

The bandits, destroyed by Cocco and his men, were then led by mercenaries and taken to a nearby fort.

Half of them were killed unbroken, and the rest were heavily mildly ill. It was transported using a carriage prepared by the bandits, but was probably executed without even becoming a criminal slave.

Because if it's enough to treat you, it won't cost you any more to leave the Five Satisfied behind and dispose of them. Criminals have no human rights.

"Ha... why is this happening? Brother Zveit must have just pointed out a mistake. That's..."

"I don't listen to people who are badly ambitious. I'm arrogant everywhere, and I take it for granted to look down on others."

"Some ambitious people in history have even been called heroes?

"I've looked into it, but there's usually been dissatisfaction with national policies, or people who served them were foolish. Even the same ambitious man is calm and successful with a large vessel that takes into account the people."

"Are you saying self-satisfied ambitious people don't grow up? My brother said he was a pedigree..."

"It's not that big of a deal, like genetically inherited magic. It's magic you've had since you were a newborn baby, isn't it? Occupying all the subconscious area capacity, the effect itself is no big deal.

In rare cases, powerful magic exists, but it's a suspicious place to grow until you can use it. You will not be able to use any other magic, and you will choose to follow other paths instead of being a magician. "

There can be quite a few royalties growing up and scorning the people in this world where the royal state is in turmoil.

So did the nobles, but they were often rebelled and deprived of their status because they occupied the flavor of power and scorned the people. The rebel mastermind spreads legitimacy by turning hands behind him and becomes known as a hero in future generations.

The point is how much support is given to the people, and those who ignore it often follow the fate of perishing as a result, but because some of the traders are very prolific while working evil, the insurgency does not always succeed.

Yet, for some reason, the wizards who inherited pedigree magic often took a huge toll in rebellion. The old man was caught up in a strange sense of visibility that the same was true of NPC when gaming online.

"Was I really an NPC? The feeling was more real when I hit him... '

This world is similar to, but often different from, the world in the game.

But what we have in common now is that a wizard with lineage magic has a strong tendency to revolt.

I have had the experience of beating the NPC of a magician who inherited blood magic before, but the feeling was no different from that of reality.

It's the same where I don't have a nose, and from time to time I don't know which reality I'm in.

"By the way... don't you have to put up a tent? I'm looking at this one like you two resent each other, huh?

"What? Ahhh!?

I couldn't assemble the tent behind me, and there was this Carostie staring at me with her jitsy eyes.

"Mr. Celestina, it's good to talk to someone you know, but don't forget this one?

"Excuse me! I'm so happy..."

"That uncle is Master Celestina's teacher?... Wow, this guy... scared"

Urna is well approaching Celestina, but her tail and chemo ears fall as soon as she senses signs of Zeros sensitively. He seems to have decided that he should not turn to the enemy.

"Hmm, apparently you're having difficulty putting up a tent. First, are the specifications for coupling the supporting bones and assembling them in 3D in a bag-shaped sheet? Old......"

"Doctor! This training needs to be exchanged when others are asked to set up tents..."

"Even to mercenaries, is it? In the first place, a college student with absolutely no experience would suddenly struggle to ask you to assemble a tent."

"Ah... with that said, there was no 'don't ask mercenaries' decision..."

Yes, this field training is combined with training to interact with mercenaries when things happen.

When it comes to war, the mercenaries must set up and execute intensive operations, and the college students intend to learn a lot by interacting with the mercenaries on this occasion. Wars are not fought only by knights and nobles.

Celestina finally understands what this training means.

"I don't know what else to do, I'll help. I think it's a little too old for that."

"Oh, please...... I'm not going to be able to rest like this."

"Are you a noble child and a beast tribe...... Also, I'm an unsuitable member for these tasks. The Beastmen are mostly a mess."

Celestina and the others' party had problems with the members themselves.

They can't even do an easy assembly job, and most importantly, their tents are old-fashioned and have a large number of parts.

The skeleton is also made of iron and heavy, which would break bones slightly for the three women to assemble.

Zeros decides he has no choice but to speak.

This training is not just to deepen your friendship with mercenaries, but also to learn how to organize tents and skills yourself.

Especially the sons and daughters of nobility were significantly less skilled in these tasks.

Because there is always a lot left to others, and because it is a life unrelated to the outdoors only to the wizard, they float from their surroundings.

Most of all, the lower-ranking aristocrats and merchant college students were familiar.

At any rate, Celestina and the others were finally able to secure their beds.

For the record, the old man's tent was the type that unfolds when thrown, and was seen with white eyes by students who were desperately working on tenting.

Reproduction of outdoor products on Earth seemed cunning to their eyes.

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The next morning, the college students will finally enter into field training.

Enter the Rahmaf Forest and find the demon and just defeat it, but if you take it to a college student, it's your first real battle.

Many of them have no combat experience and there will be between one and three mercenaries.

First, however, you will need to finish your breakfast.

Many college students can't walk through for three days. If they eat and feed their English, they can't go from here. If you put them in the woods poorly, they could risk dying no matter how weak the demons are.

The mercenaries also included the role of assistant college students.

Some stalls with cookware were also included in the carriage.

This was prepared by the Mercenary Alliance and is the lifeline of the college students, where several cooks prepare meals at all times.

Several mercenaries take escorts to protect this stall and food, but the old man looked at the cook preparing his breakfast and groaned in surprise.

"What's going on? Uncle."

"Hey, those cooks, they're very strong, aren't they? Need an escort?"

"Surely, the way you train your body isn't the cook's thing, is it? It's like some military man. Special Forces?"

"Metal solidity isn't hammering. He's going to lurk in cardboard and kill his enemies instantly from behind."

All cooks dress up as cocks, but leather belts are equipped with knives of various sizes, large and small, and waist belts are fitted with containers with spices and the like.

Seeing the ingredients Looking like a hunter whose eyes are aimed at prey, with a beastly grin over the ingredients placed in front of him, he instantly cooks and goes with incredible skill.

"Scorpion, I've got the bottom line!

"Heh, I'll cook you good. You ask for the meat on the left, it's not your fault."

"Who do you call things? There's no way I'm gonna be such a jerk!

"Shit, it's backup for the enemy (college students lined up for meals)! Captain, we need backup!

"I'm all over this one! Let me have ten minutes, I'll be right there!

"We're back up! Supply (down-treated ingredients) yet!? I don't have it anymore!!

"Chick, hungry werewolves (hungry college students and mercenaries)...... be a little hesitant!!

If it's just a conversation, it doesn't look very cooking.

They stood on a battlefield named Cooking Ground.

"... I don't know what it is - I'm very nervous and full of sight..."

"I'm going to be so harassed... The world of cooks is always a battlefield."

"They're professionals. Under all circumstances, I am desperate to serve dishes with food to my guests..."

"Hungry enemies are being destroyed from one end, right? I wonder who they are, those cooks..."

Iris and his old man watched the culinary warriors' impending battle (the sight of cooking).

Their battle is truly a serious battle, and a hard mission where a few mistakes are unacceptable.

Destroy lined guests with dishes from one end and go with a guaranteed blow to the stomach. Yes, their job is to take full control of the enemy.

"It looks delicious... shall we line up?

"Right. When I smelled this scent, I got hungry."

The fragrant smell drifting from the dish teased the old man's stomach with a direct attack.

Their dishes are so destructive that they can no longer be satisfied just by watching them, they strike directly at those in line. I can't keep my appetite down.

I feel like I've been sniped by a sniper.

"New enemy reinforcements! It's an ambush!

"What no, hold on somehow! Stick till supplies arrive!!

"Roger! I will defend this place dead at all costs!!

"This is Viper, the supply is complete! You can go anytime!

"All right, we'll fight back! You guys, don't die!!

"" "" "" Roger!!

A fierce battle begins in a position set in the Rahmaf Forest.

Then an hour later, the culinary warriors stand in front of the fallen kedamonos (full and immobile college students and mercenaries) that spread in front of them, with a accomplished look.

They will survive the battlefield today and begin to prepare for a new battlefield.

The battle of the culinary warriors will not end.

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Graduate students and mercenaries satisfied with breakfast will finally step into the woods.

The team is organized for this purpose, but college students work in teams with friends and classmates with ease, but the problem will be the Zeros.

The old men have no words.

Because no one was ever going to be escorted by Zveit.

I can't help it because this is all a matter of luck, but from the standpoint of being asked to escort me, it was a serious problem.

"I'm... normally in charge of the student squad."

"Atashi and Iris are not meant to be escorted, they are my sister..."

"Where's Lena?

When the three of them turned their gaze towards Lena, she was blue-faced and struck by despair.

"I... brother. Oh, my God, there are so many lovely sweet bois here... I can't believe they took care of me..."

"No, we're supposed to be here to escort you? Have you forgotten your purpose?

"Lena, you...... You haven't forgotten your job, have you? Life is on the line, isn't it?

"There's a lot of Lena's prey here, so there's too many favorable conditions to forget the purpose, right? Suddenly disappeared while working before..."

"Ahhh... there was definitely..."

Lena darkened along the way when she requested a Wild Cocko crusade.

Tachi is bad because her priority goes to immature boys when she preys of her choice.

Lena is delighted to let the boys, who should be called blue fruits, go up the adult stairs.

The old man was worried that the victims would not roll down that staircase.

"I don't know what else to do, I'll ask Wookay and the others to escort you, Zvate. I also feel overpowered......"

"That's the same for your uncle, isn't it? Wouldn't your uncle be able to burn this forest down by himself?

"You suddenly face a problem. You don't have enough manpower just for the Atashi. You can't escort a few of them."

There were too many problems with this request in the first place.

It is not always possible to stay beside the escort, and the personnel will be limited.

I'm giving away excessive items, but that's not enough decision making.

"We just have to make sure we don't go to the back of the woods as far as we can, don't we? We might not make it, huh?

"Well... no matter how many raiders, you'll avoid places with lots of people"

"I'd be good with someone whose rationale makes sense...... There are exceptions to everything."

The escort mission was problematic from scratch.

I predicted, but the amount of anxiety pressed differs from what actually occurs.

The training period lasted four days, starting in a dark situation.