Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

My name is Gracie Silva.

I used to be a mercenary in a human country.

A never-ending battle between people and demons. That was the kind of rice that gave us a steady income for life.

However, there are no such seeds now.

Because the demons defeated the tribes and ended the war.

Nothing is more miserable than a mercenary stolen from battle.

Many of my colleagues, including me, lost their support and lost their lucrative atmosphere and just wandered around.

A mercenary who does not have a fixed lord, but is also a floating grass.

If you don't have a weak eye or someone to rely on, you're just sinking.

At least it would have been better if it had been a human nation of its own, but if it had been on the loser's side, the stars would have fallen.

Yet years have passed since the human nation was decisively defeated and destroyed.

During this time, the brightness and darkness of those who successfully survived this difficulty and those who sinked without surviving became clearer and clearer.

After all, mercenarism without a master depends on your own ingenuity.

In fact, even in the midst of the mercenary business, even those who use the turmoil of today's era as an opportunity to turn the other way around began to emerge.

The representative would be that Bull Billson.

Now they've renamed it Pinkton.

Adventurer... the most popular way to turn to a mercenary who lost his job in his hand and stood at its peak.

He said he had registered as an adventurer from the beginning and wore two pairs of grass shoes with mercenaries, but it has never been seen before that the mercenary became S-class as soon as he was out of business and concentrated on one adventurer.

It is said that the Adventurer Alliance has made a political decision to lead the majority of the influx of new mercenary adventurers, but it will not be possible without our strength.

In this era, he is an unusual beast, boasting unmatched suspicion, and has played famous battles with the Demon King Army Four Heavenly Kings several times, and is a woman.

If you have so much flashy talent, it is the mercenary turnaround adventurer you can't help but be promoted to a representative position.

How many mercenaries have turned to adventurers and been accepted by her presence?

Pinkton should be called the goddess who saved hundreds of mercenaries from starvation.

But not everything was saved.

Among the mercenaries, there were thousands who were born clumsy, had a criminal record, and simply had a cruel nature, and who were not even comfortable turning to adventurers.

These people also need to be fed in order to live, and most of the jobs they seek are small jobs.

Rebellion with the new system laid by the demon tribe that became the victor, the shadowy and stupid underground organization. He who shakes the blade with his hands and feet.

Those who have long been cautioners of criminal organizations in various parts of the country.

Then Mizuko became a criminal, and fell into banditry.

Mercenaries are ultimately killing each other, but ultimately only in the limited space of battlefields.

The battlefield is too unusual a space in a sense.

There is little common sense in everyday life.

If you live on the battlefield for too long, there will be people who will take the logic of the battlefield out of the battlefield and become unaware of its anomalies.

Those who say that will become bandits, capture people, become warriors' caution sticks, and become terrorists' aides.

I've had a long life ahead of me, but I've lived as a mercenary myself.

I knew that I was not a clever person.

I can't keep up with my ability to sell myself as cleverly as that Pinkton and restart myself completely new.

On the other hand, my conscience was not so worn out as to stain my hands on crime.

I can't distinguish between the battlefield and everyday life, and I can't tear the peace of my family and people who want to live for the world on my own.

Sometimes you just ignore it.

He used to call out to his mercenary buddies who fought with him on the battlefield, and to me to set up bandits.

If you can't be an adventurer and you can't make money, why don't you come with me? '.

I cut them down without exception and handed them over to the Demon Occupation.

Bandits could not be allowed to spread to the land.

We mercenaries made money for our primary purpose, but didn't we fight to defend our land from the Fae race and protect people living in peace?

And yet...

Now that the war is over, what are we going to do about the side that threatens peace?

From that impulse, I took the lead in attacking and capturing a fellow mercenary who had become a criminal.

The Demon Occupation Office recommended my actions and gave me a dedicated position to support the criminal mercenary hunt.

Ironically, thanks to me, I was able to get my salary and I didn't have to worry about eating for the time being.

Many of my former colleagues followed me in the job of suppressing criminal mercenaries.

We were sometimes called "homicide hunters," but still prided ourselves on preserving the peace of the old human nation and living with the same pride since the time of war.

Although such a life didn't last long...

One or two years of capturing mercenary associates who have been kept by the Demon Occupation Office and become criminals.

Apparently I was too brilliant.

Along with capturing criminal mercenaries, he has destroyed criminal organizations and prevented major terrorist incidents several times before.

It seems that my face was sold off behind that, and my name appeared on the criminal blacklist.

I was attacked during my vacation away from work.

I'm sure they're trying to get rid of me as an intruder in order to facilitate their criminal activities. Raise your hips.

I was summoned to the Demon Occupation Office when such signs came true.

Surprisingly, the response came from Governor Malvastos, who runs the Governor General's office.

It is very much appreciated that I came from the top to deal with mercenaries.

Gracie Silva, I'm relieved of your special assassination squad leader.

Oh, yeah.

I don't know, that's the name, the title I got to get myself into the Occupation.

A group of former mercenaries who mimicked me and arrived at the Occupation House to capture their former colleagues were the Special Crusaders.

It's been a year since I was formed, but in the meantime I've crushed countless criminals.

"You've worked hard this past year. Too much work. It also created a serious recoil."

Having suppressed many crimes, I bought grudges from criminals and now have a name at the top of the assassination list.

I'm sure it has the Governor's name in front of it.

"It's hard to protect you from assassinations with our power now. Especially while carrying out the Special Crusaders' mission. So you immediately transferred your current position to the deputy captain and retired. That's the best way to protect your life."

"And I'm going to be unemployed again?

This confusion was caused by the loss of mercenary work in the first place.

Both the criminals and we who control them were former mercenaries who were fed by war.

"Well, it doesn't matter. This job is like a coincidence. Maybe I should have died while I was doing it."

"Don't say that. We would like to express our frank appreciation and gratitude for your work. Thanks to your help, I was able to heal the chaos after the collapse of the human state more quickly than I expected."

"Thanks to that, we were called" Eating Together. "

It's strange to be called a "traitor" in the same way.

Even so, we mercenaries took part in the war for the peace of the human nation.

And those who become criminals after the war and try to disturb the peace of the human nation will be the true traitors.

"Whatever way I go, I'm a man who can't make a living other than slashing. Besides, I bought a lot of resentment in the job of killing my peers. If you're thrown out of the Occupation, you'll only be a prey for those who burn in revenge."

I can only see a future in which jiwajiwa is murdered by the most painful means in order to dispel his resentment.

Well, when I got here, I didn't panic because my obsession with life was getting thinner.

"Of course, we don't just throw you out. I can't be proud to abandon you who have contributed so much to my occupation and to the whole world, including both the devil and man."

"It's a good idea to take pride seriously, so what do we do? Do you want to throw me in a cell so no one can touch me?

"Actually, I already have a new job for you. If you even say" good ", why don't you try a new life there?

New job?

I guess it's another bloody dirty job anyway.

It seems that I can't get out of such a business for the rest of my life.

If so, why don't we go down the path of Shura and walk until we die?

"Very well. No matter what position you hold, it will be better than being sacrificed to the Avengers, and I will do it."

"That's good. Then I have already called upon you to be your fine employer. Make sure you don't look coarse. In a way, he is equal to the Devil."

Who is it?

The Devil King is the king of the demons, and now that he has swallowed the kingdom of man, can he be said to be the ruler of the earth?

I can no longer think of anything but God as equal to that demon king.

No, it's nice to meet you ~

That's how I opened the door to the governor's office and walked in like a normal man with no freaks.

Is this the equivalent of a demon king?

"You're Mr. Gracielba, right? I'm sorry about the sudden incident. The Bellas Ares god told me to help you! So? I have just the right job for you, and if this happens, I'd love you to take it on!!"

Huh? Huh?

What's that supposed to mean?

What did God just say, Bellas Ares? Why does the name of the military god come out here?