Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

That day, Zeros was disassembling [Air Rider] in the living room.

This is not an exaggeration to say a hobby, it is a kind of disease that develops out of curiosity in the name of romance.

Technical intellectual curiosity and a passion in the name of playfulness scorch the body, causing a runoff with the addition of the spice of leisure time crushing.

He also finishes his field work within the early morning, accompanies the training of the Coccos, laughs like an idiot as a mad scientist after lightening up his late breakfast, he breaks down Air Ryder and records the structure on the clipboard.

There was a full grin on its face, manipulating the tool with pure curiosity like a child, grasping the internal structure like a scholar dissecting an unknown organism.

[Air Rider] is close to a motorcycle in appearance structure.

It is equipped with a magical irradiation device by semi-gravity magic at the bottom, advanced by an aerodrome at the rear.

The output takes the place of twisting the handle grip, which, if still not stopped, slows down with an air ejection nozzle provided forward. The structure itself is simple.

The problem is the magical formula of semi-gravity magic.

It was engraved inside a larger crystal provided at the bottom, and its magical formula was terribly refined.

No matter how much Zeros, they are so precisely made that they can't make anything so far, they are almost black boxed. The technical skills are too different.

"This... you can't replicate it. It seems to transmit the magic formula of semi-gravity magic to each crystal and activate magic downwards, but how long does it take to lag?

Beyond being a machine powered by magic, time of activity exists.

If the magic tank runs to the bottom, the power will stop and fall. No more far-fetched imitation can be made than the safety aspect cannot be judged.

Normally you'd think so, but it's the hobbyists here.

"Safe? What's that, delicious? He's such a freak that he acts thoughtfully and smashes the spot with momentum. There's no way such a person could do a decent system analysis.

"Well, let's keep the black box implanted and replace the magic projection crystal with a new one. It's filled with rice noodles, and I need more than one..."

[Air Rider] is pretty big.

It would be more or less three metres long. Most of them are occupied by magic tanks, control systems and the like are fully integrated, and parts such as thrusters are surprisingly small and can be replicated.

I had to replace the frame, but somehow it seemed like it could be mounted on [Waste XIII].

And like the doctor who performs the transplant surgery, he had already begun the onboard work.

"The Magic Tank is made compressible and adds a Magic Projection Crystal. If you attach the Aero Thruster to the Weapon Shield, you will be able to fly. But then you won't be able to use the built-in weapon... '

The frame design was renewed on the basis of [Waste XIII], which is being completed at this stage.

Think of the appearance of external equipment on board, and draw the modifications on a piece of paper.

Because the installation structure of the built-in equipment of [Air Rider] is simple, it can be used as an additional part of [Waste XIII], and because it is a larger bike than the original, there is also room for the addition of equipment.

Many parts of [Air Rider] are compact, lightweight and compact, and let's just say that this neighborhood is an amazing part of the old magic civilization.

However, due to the change in the structure of the frame, the motor must be restored to the form of a built-in rear wheel in order to ride as a motorcycle.

It was a more off-road type of bike than it was originally, but the change of frame made its shape close to that of a combat bike that was likely to appear in some cartoon.

"I'm not a cyborg, but hey. That's right, it's nasty to have a turret in the back, it's going to be unbalanced"

As a result, the design that could have been done was a lacquered black bike with a sharp angle shape.

The skyscraper of the future blasted the highway backwards, completely ignoring the context of the times, and after rushing to the scene of evil, it knocked down the enemy in a violent battle, with a refreshing and walking away image suited the design.

Or shaped like a dark side hero riding, but it's no longer possible to run through the woods.

"Well, shall we continue with the production then?"

The old man continued to move to a medium-diseased motorcycle without being worthy of age and without resting his modified hands.

You wouldn't be able to fool around with that price because you use plenty of black dragon scales and crusts. I had no idea at this time that just one would be a comparable substitute for the national budgets of small countries.

As I have said many times, the old man is a hobbyist.

Incidentally, the name of this motorcycle was changed from [Waste XIII] to [Azi Dakarha].

A man is something that will never forget the boy's heart.

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"" Ha... "

It was the sisters of Lucei and Luceris who exhaled deeply.

Needless to say, the cause was about the mother, and Luceris and I had come up with various opinions and made policy decisions, including consultation on our future position.

Luceris' hope is to maintain the status quo, and I am not willing to let the royal family tell me to go back.

Even as Lucei, the will of his real sister was where he wanted to respect, and this had been communicated to the Atorum Empire via diplomats, but various ripples were likely to arise.

The biggest problem is that two mothers, Maia Imara, are remarried.

His ex-husband, Larfon Imara, fell asleep in shock, apparently with a circular that he had made a fuss within the clan. It's been two weeks, but the noise is going to get bigger.

"Luceris...... What are you gonna do about it? I've been asked to return from my home country once."

"I'm not going back. I found what I wanted to do, and I don't really feel like being called a royal family. I can't take a tough position."

"My father wants to see me like that, but I can't do it for this. I'll probably try to keep it with me because it's about my father, and when I go to Atorum Empire, I can't come back."

"Even though I don't have a sense of being royal, I think I can't do it if I'm pushed. Honestly, I'm going to be forced to educate you as a royal family."

"Well, I guess so. Ha...... the Imperial family seems to be starting to giggle with the pressing of responsibility. As far as I'm concerned, I deserve it. I don't want to go home either."

The two friends were blooming with hard stories about what was going to happen, breaking each other down unexpectedly fast.

It's just that the place they're talking to...

"Why are you talking to me? It won't help you in this case, will it? Anyway, if the opponent comes at us by force,"

"No, I was hoping you had an opinion on something small..."

"Even for me, I feel like I'm going to get into a lot of trouble when I get back to the country..."

The place where the two of them are located is the house of Zeros, and the living room is unmade with a demon-guided bike being assembled.

Only the living room of this house was a sight far from the fantasy colour.

Air Rider's black box was now incorporated, incorporating a semi-gravity magic deployment system and an air thruster inside the exterior of the Weapon Shield.

Reinforced magic magic formulas are carved everywhere in the frame and primary armor, and compressed magic tanks are coupled by cables. If completed, it would be more than five metres long.

"... but I don't know what's really going to happen. Even if I respected Mr. Luceris' opinion, the quadritheistic religion would be a problem. The Loufailles are creationist."

"Should I convert?

"That might be better, huh? It will be time for that country to end. The small nations around us are hostile, and diplomacy in power is being besieged and sealed."

"The Four gods themselves don't seem to care about the world, and hey, they're evil gods trying to destroy the world, right? Those guys..."

With that said, the old man was stirring the eggs in the ball.

Today's lunch is like an omelet. He wanted to eat it somehow.

A standing tomato ketchup was boiled in a pan beside it. It has the disadvantage of not being sunny, but it can be covered to some extent in the inventory.

"Do you want the sausage to be boiled? Or do you prefer to bake it?

"I beg the baker"

"Same with me. Would it be a hassle twice to boil in a pan now?

"Uh-huh, I also fry rice in ketchup, but I also hang ketchup on the egg. I should have made it in demiglass sauce"

The old man, who had a long bachelor life, had quite a culinary arm as well.

Eggs like to be fluffy and thick, but when there are three of them, somehow they will all wait until the last minute is done.

He thinks he can eat it first, but Luceris and Lucei were both disciplined waiting personalities.

As an old man who is going to make his share at the end, I feel so sorry for him during the time he keeps me waiting. He's a cautious man.

"How are the kids doing? I was working out with the cocktails this morning."

"Those kids seem to be making money to sign up for a mercenary guild. I've been wondering lately, aren't those kids deliberately playing young kids?

"Now it is. Those kids are pretty solid, aren't they? You must have learned from the experience of living in an alley as an orphan." Means of keeping the other person alert, "but..."

"Does that help anything? Honestly, I don't know."

"That's a technology that helps us gather information. Disguise yourself as a child who knows nothing and get the information you want from the public discourse. It's a pretty cunning way to do things. Bandits use it well."

Mercenaries value information.

It is often too late for most of the time since the crusade in requests to be staked out in guilds.

If you take a request and go to a peripheral village, it is often already devastated before fulfilling the request. For that reason, it was also necessary to purchase information from mercenaries who were changing wars around the country.

Even small pieces of information will connect lives. In this world where there is no such thing as a car that can travel at high speeds, anticipate the situation and prepare for unexpected events before accepting a request.

Sometimes the information obtained and the travel time of the mercenary that gave rise to that information will allow for the forecasting of the envisaged situation, and the rewards will be greater if negotiated in guilds on the basis of that presumption.

Anyway, most of the requests to be arranged from the surrounding villages and towns are crusade requests. Unexpected events tend to occur, and the remuneration paid is also multiplied not only by villages and towns, but also by lords according to the circumstances.

Assuming villages and towns were devastated, just bringing that information back to the guild would also pay off, so the technique of accurately reading the contents of the requisitions that will be staked out and accurately predicting the situation at the time the requisitions are issued is essential.

The higher ranked mercenaries had their own network of information.

"Hmmm... We Loufailles can fly in the sky, so we can reduce the travel time of information. The sooner the information is communicated, the more valuable it is. But the people won't. Is that why we need the means to get accurate information"

"If you're a mercenary living that day, you'll value even more information. They're horrible kids because they can do that at that age. Pretty tense and well-guided"

Most mercenaries consolidate within their peers and do not trust others. But those people stop at a certain rank and can't get to the top rank.

Crude, thoughtless, self-centered chimpy mercenaries smoke at low ranks, and mercenaries with high achievement and contributions who can make information decisions and accurately accomplish requests rise to high ranks.

It's important that you win trust from people eventually. There is no mercenary in it who does not value information.

The old man, having a conversation, couldn't rest his cooking hands.

Three servings of omelet rice will be completed after about eliminating it.

"By the way, some wine, would you like a drink?

It is called an aperitif.

"Is it alcohol from daytime? Is it good... I feel this is too luxurious"

"Where's the wine? I'm a little loud for wine, aren't I?

"It's the one I made myself. Ingredients for [liqueur potion] or [mana liqueur potion]. I haven't made too many before..."

[Liqueur Potion] or [Mana Liqueur Potion] are, as their name suggests, healing items. Produced in [Sword and Sausaris], it's a material item.

Items in the game are now heavily dusty in the inventory. Naturally, the materials of the restoration items were stored in large quantities.

The old man said, 'It's omelette, and would white wine be better?' and effortlessly removed the bottle of white porcelain and chilled it with simple ice magic.

Put the wine glass you have on the table for some reason and I'll bring you a ready omelet.

"Well, do you want to eat then"

"I'm sorry. I've never cooked before, so I can't help..."

"With that said, I wasn't helping either. Sorry......"

"Well, let's eat without worrying about it. It doesn't taste good when it's cold, does it?

With that said, when I unplugged the cork stopper from the bottle of white porcelain, I poured white wine into the wine glass.

The grape-specific aroma tickles the nasal cavity of the two.

"That smells good..."

"Um, this is pretty good"

Luceris and Lucei softly sip when they enjoy the aroma of white wine poured into their wine glasses.

It had an indescribably superb taste.

I can't believe I can't put it into words. I can only be stunned by the taste of being too classy about this.

Even the word "fine" and so on was the easiest of the finest.

"Oh my god... this is just one bottle of this wine and the country will lean!?

"Holy crap, this kind of wine...... can I drink it? This..."

"It's a big deal, huh? It's just potion material, isn't it? This..."

The old man didn't know what he did to him.

Wine has a maturation period, and no matter how mature it is, it does not last eighty years.

Old wines age in barrels, but over time, the wine evaporates and the quantity decreases, and the taste drops. But the problem is, this is the other world.

Magic exists in this world, and when aged in barrels for a long time, moisture evaporates, but the wine's ingredients become sophisticated and the magic it contains condenses.

The condensed magic eventually begins to bring in the surrounding magic, which further enhances the taste of the wine. Centennial wine from the Kingdom of Isalas hits this.

One of the [Elixir] ingredients that is said to resurrect even the dead is this century-old wine. Especially the effect of red wine, so much so that old pharmacy books say otherwise known as [God's Blood].

White wine can also be made into [elixir] material, but in one way or another, it was highly effective in restoring magic and was used as a material for magic restoration drugs called [Spirit Shizuku].

There are few that exist and are not readily available with rare material items.

Zeros made a wine that said, 'If the more magic you have, the more effective it is, the better to condense the magic from the beginning, right?' From the concept, the barrel material was [Southant ElderTrent] and the wine material was the best known as [Element Grape] or [Dragon Ball Grape].

The effect of accumulating magic power was also added, and fantasy flowers, [Ambrosia], were also used for fragrance.

If you make wine with such a thing, you will have a high quality wine that contains much darker magic than [holy water] made in the temple and elsewhere. Moreover, the taste is exactly as in heaven.

It's the same thing they drank [Soma], God's liquor that is said to work for all diseases. It is the Sacred Wine where the Level 900 undead ascends in one shot.

The medicinal effect was terribly high, and it was also bad liquor in many ways.

"" Po, the potion material? Is this...?

"I'm halfway [soma] into it, but it's quite a tasty drink. Really, why don't we go to the Great Deep Green Zone and find some material? No matter how much you have, you won't have any trouble..."

"So, [soma]...... the legendary god alcohol. Any disease, by the way, is said to heal... Um..."

"Hey, how dare you... make me drink it!? If you drink this, you won't be able to drink anything else!?"

"It's homemade liquor, right? It's really huge..."

The taste of the wine was too intense for the two of us to know what omelet tasted like.

It's such a fine drink. Kamikaze that never comes out to the public. The old man possesses a large quantity of substitutes that can be described as lucky just to be able to drink them alive.

If this is known to the public, it could be dangerous for countries to start a war in search of this liquor.

"Should I stop selling? From the reaction between you two, this is starting to feel bad..."

"That's wise...... For this wine, man will fall everywhere on the outside road"

"[Soma]... What a drink I've had. [Soma]...... ahaha, ahahaha..."

Luceris laughing in a dry voice. Her reaction is normal.

Originally [Soma] is so precious that it must be strictly managed behind the treasure trove of the country that it only holds three bottles in a vial in a place that is also the Holy Father of Matisse.

Naturally, there can be no such country as that held in a small country, and even if it did, it would be strictly hidden as a secret of the royal family.

Anyway, Matisse, in the Holy Law Reich, we treat this [soma] as a sacred relic. The more we know it is stored in a small country, the more we attack it with a big name first.

Even if not strictly [soma], it can only be a spark of war as long as it has similar potency.

It's really dangerous.

"Should I stop recommending it to Nagri and the others? Dwarves are going to love this..."

"If it's enough to give them a drink, I'll take it!! They can't even tell what liquor tastes like!!

"It's a terrible proposition. No matter how many Dwarves people, I think they know how much alcohol tastes."

"Luceris...... If they have alcohol, they even drink up industrial fuel alcohol, right? You think I know what liquor tastes like?

"Uh... I don't think so"

For Dwarves, booze is for a time.

If I get a good drink, I'll drink everything up on the spot. And lavishly...

Whether it's fine wine or industrial methyl alcohol, it's a good bunch of alcoholics if you get drunk. Because their motto is, "Drink and drink."

"Exactly, I'm starting to feel unwell. They serve liquor every day."

A pearl floated on the pig in the back of an old man's brain dating Dwarf more than anyone else.

And the idea is right.

In street construction, liquor was served every day, so it was just plain easy.

Thinking of the sight, with a sigh of sigh, Zeros discovers the children snapping out the window as he spoons the omelette into his mouth.

The arm white children were still Hungry today.

In the end, the old man will prepare the children's omelettes.

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After Luceris and the others left the house, they had assembled [Azi Dakarha] for about three hours, but suddenly, what did you think, the old man headed to Creston's mansion.

Behind the house there is a small forest, almost in the centre of which is the separate residence of the Duke of Solister family.

Essentially, vegetables are self-sufficient, truly flavorful little ancient castles without any wasted decorations.

Prior to the founding of the Solister Magic Kingdom, the castle had a major role to play as a key defense. Using the fallout of the cliffs, the fortress of difficult fallout tells the story of the history of much blood flowing through the land.

That is still the same, but it will be due, for one thing, to the course of time that has become the focal point of the transaction.

The families of the Duke of Solister welcomed us warmly to such an ancient castle, Zeros.

When the guest leads us, wait quietly for Creston to come.

'Well, let's put this wine on the table, shall we? Recommended.'

I'm hesitant to give Dwarf wine, but Creston doesn't have a problem.

He is a duke, albeit an ex, in any case, and takes care of things. Neighborhood dating is bad.

Ceramic bottles that can be arranged. Of course the mouth is secured by a cork and metal lid. That number, five in total.

Creston finally showed up, too, but for some reason he was badly screwed.

"Oh, Lord Zeros. Long time no see! What's wrong with you today?

"I got a little good alcohol and came to recommend it to Mr. Creston. Has anything happened since then? Something seems to be happening..."

"Dell's guy is going to Wang Capital, and Nong is taking on his official duties... He's hiding."

Even hidden parents use it if they are standing. The Duke of Delsassis is a busy man.

I wish I had a subordinate comparable to him, but such a talent would be in its rightful place in the King's Capital. And old Creston, who had hidden away, was taking it all away.

"Is this what Lord Zeros calls booze? Let's have some fun later."

"Well, it's a little bit of a special wine, but it's a delicious drink"

"Hehe, that's not a pleasure. Lord Zeros... I'd like to ask you one thing."

"What is it?

"Conditions when demons run wild, don't you know what they are?

Creston's expression was stiff. Something serious is likely going on.

"Runaway? Was it also a sign of a runoff?

"Recently, demons have appeared to appear frequently in the territory of the Rivalry Border Uncle. As we consult, there has been a surge in requests to crusade demons these days."

"Hmm... as far as I know -"

[Runaway (stampid-do)]. Some demons start moving in food distress, or flock to another place in breeding. Or caused by being chased by powerful demons.

Sometimes it is discharged from the dungeon as an exception, but none of it is easily caused. Unless you show up in dragons, there are rarely situations like powerful demons or food distress in the realms of countries, including the Solister Magic Kingdom.

Because somehow fertile land can spread and demons can't starve or anything else environmentally.

Then a powerful demon appeared and was chased, but Creston didn't seem to have heard such information either. The information network of the Duke of Solister's house is not insulting, but this time it does not seem to have been informed.

"You don't know. Later [Hells Legion], this is a phenomenon in which a swarm of one demon travels while eating the demons around him in starvation, but I don't think such a worst runaway demon lives around here. Even if it did, it would spread, and eventually things would heal."

"Right...... Lord Zeros..."

"Oh, hey, I have a feeling..."

"I'd like to make a request to Lord Zeros, a S-rank mercenary, to find out what caused the demon to appear? I have a bad feeling... you're flying away."

Depending on the type, it's also odd that demons appear frequently.

Originally demons are weak predators, but the ecosystem is clear. Things like the frequent requests for crusades should have been hard to come by.

Even if there is a runoff, there are some signs. Witnesses of demons not originally seen, and several slightly troublesome demons confirmed.

Even [Goblin King] can be a threat in an area where many people live in such a disturbing state, even if it is an easy victory for an old man.

Not that many mercenaries are strong enough to survive in the Great Deep Green Zone of Farfuran.

[Sword-and-Sausalis] To put it bluntly, which level has barely reached intermediate level? I haven't even taken it off an intermediate player for a summoned brave man.

"Worst...... will you be disturbing your neighbor's country?

"I don't mind. Because mercenaries are free to move. If necessary, they won't complain about breaking into the Holy Law Reich of Metis. If you're asking for a mercenary guild, you can't complain about that country either."

The position of mercenaries is comparatively free.

It is certain that many are helped by the work of mercenaries, even in other countries where they operate.

Some of them imitate indiscretions, but such people are not preceded in their attempts to leave the city where they are based.

"Is it an organization that crosses national hedges? If you think about it, it's a dangerous organization."

"The law of each country determines the area differently. Those who make a scene are criminals or those who have been evicted because of some problem."

"Ha ha... I won't be working for a while when this thing is cleared up, will I?

"Mm-hmm. I'll tell the Delsassis guy too. But I can't promise you because I think if you don't move, you should try to move..."

"You're a bad tach. Is it all on your palm... it won't go out of style"

The old man, for the first time, realized he was being used to good.

But I decided to take on this request because the demon outburst is not about other personnel, but about threatening my life sooner or later. Because the damage from the runoff will fly on fire more than expected.

Returning home, Zeros struggled desperately to complete [Azi Dakarha].

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There was an unlikely thing in this world running through the streets of the Atorum Empire.

It is an automobile, if you put it in a nutshell, called a [light wagon], and it is one magician who drives it.

Two female magicians sat in the back seat, bored and looking at the view flowing through the window.

"It's finally the border of the Atorum Empire. It took me a while before because I turned from the Shinto side of Metis, but thanks to this street, I can go easy."

"But I'm bored - Mr. Ado... There's no service area or drive-in anywhere."

"You can't ask for it in this world. Culture is medieval…"

Addo also has production job skills, and it is the [light wagon] of a manufacturer that created it with that power.

The tires also had chains wrapped around them to prevent slips, but they made noisy noises every time they kept running. The mountainous areas are frozen, so measures were taken.

"From what I've heard, the city ahead looks like Hot Springs, right? They say a civil engineer from Solister dug in."

"Seriously!? Germanium or radium? Or maybe sulfur..."

"Lisa... when you say hot springs, it doesn't mean you can analyze the ingredients in this world. Happy to just take a bath, huh?

There are also many kinds of hot springs, but there is no such thing as a technique that allows perfect ingredient analysis in this world.

I'd appreciate it if I could just rest my body for a while.

"I'd like to soak myself in an open-air bath while I drink."

Ado's Hot Springs Recognition was an old man.

But Lisa and Shakti don't put in the scratch. Because they are both looking forward to the hot springs.

"Speaking of alcohol, I hear you sent wine to your allies for anything, right?

"Oh, he's got a hundred-year-old delicacy."

""............ What!?

"Huh?

Silence flowed in the car for a moment.

"Mr. Ado... a hundred-year-old wine, can you drink it?

"Normally, something like thirty years would have been delicious?

"What? But I've had one hundred and fifty years, haven't I?

"" Where?

"In [Sword and Sousalis], the age objects discovered from the dungeons…"

"" What!?

"What!? Am I wrong?

Yes, I was wrong.

Glass bottles, etc. are definitely plugged, and any wine that was properly stored is not something that could have been drunk, such as centuries-old wine stored in barrels.

And Ado's knowledge was almost that of remembrance.

If I had read the gourmet comics to the details, that might not have happened, but unfortunately he was a boy comic book only. So much so that I thought it was sufficient for a B grade such as gourmet.

At this time, Ado realizes that he made a terrible mistake.

"Yabeye... I have advised that we should send centuries-old wines to all countries..."

"That's crazy!? A wine aged in barrels for a hundred years is absolutely terrible!

"If you do it badly, it's war. Mr. Ado...... what are you going to do? Could the alliance not be broken?

……

Adds, pinches. The knowledge I said was wrong because I thought it was good.

If friendship breaks down, the Kingdom of Isalas will be crushed. Worst of all, I could be a sinner myself.

No, a lot of lives would be lost if it were to be terrible. I just can't stop sweating cold.

"What to do...... what to do whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!? What should I do!?

"Look forward and drive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

"The carriage, because there's a carriage in front. Ahhhhhhh!

Ado, make a mistake.

Fortunately, however, this world made sense unique to the other world.

The wine maturation in the barrel is delicious enough to be time-consuming due to the effects of magic. The planet is not the same as the organization itself from the ground up.

Thanks to a piece of neck skin, my life was connected, but now I don't want to know about it.

The [light wagon] driven by panicked ads ran through the streets as they snaked.