Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

"Hey seriously!? There really was a Square Bore!? In this mountain!? Why didn't you tell me sooner!?"

There's something wrong with Prati's tension when he accompanied me into the mountains.

In the early days of pioneering life, when exploration entered the mountain, what I encountered was a rough welcome by the mountain beast.

What came out was a boar with two pairs of horns growing on his head.

He was an unlikely fantasy creature in the world I was in.

Ever since Soytz nearly killed me, I've avoided going into the mountains out of fear, but I think it's a good time to try again.

Now I have a reliable companion named Prati, and I got a main wepon named Holy Sword.

It doesn't have to be like the last time.

Maybe.

"Square bore ♪ Square bore ♪"

And Prati, who accompanies me today, is a wok.

In light of my experience and her knowledge, she's still pretty sure the horned boar I met last time was a monster called Square Bore.

boar type, with two pairs of horns growing from the head, the biggest characteristic.

It was my imagination that it was the name of the square bore that tied the two horns together with the tip of the fangs that boars originally had.

As an ingredient, some adventurers enter the dungeon for what is considered a very tasty monster.

"... the monsters of this world are being used effectively."

The monsters I knocked down in the teacher's cave dungeon the other day, they also keep their skins and bones safe.

Speaking of which......

"Monsters are born in dungeons, right? Was Square Bore also born in the teacher's dungeon?

And how did you get out of the dungeon and live in the mountains?

"No, you're not. The teacher is the one who manages the dungeon well as a dungeon lord. That's as good as saying, 'I didn't put the monster born at my place out there,' so you can assure me there's no one out there."

"Is that what it is..."

"Besides, the teacher's dungeon is cave type, right? Square bores don't come out of caves, they're mountain types."

"Huh? Is that...!?"

Will there be a dungeon apart from the teacher's dungeon, from which the horned boar re-square bore came?

I mean, right here.

"Here? What?

"It's a dungeon. It's a dungeon, this mountain."

Instead of flowing in, it was home.

Bullshit!

It's a dungeon, this mountain!?

"Even though it takes less than a day to walk from the teacher's dungeon... It's unusual that the mana buildup is so close."

"Do you suck!? Should I think about moving?!?"

"It would be dangerous if you were a normal person, but it doesn't matter to you."

And Prati has a tone of confidence in me.

"For someone as strong as you, dungeons are just a hunting ground. That's two in the vicinity, which doesn't mean it's a good property."

"I'm not strong. I...!

"Be humble again."

The only reason I can fight a monster for gas is because I have a "supreme bearer."

Never a gift of my own strength or effort.

We need to remember the area to the liver and not be chronic......

I said, "I'm here fast."

If you're heading up the grassy mountain path for now, you'll have a lot of eyes that look down in the direction of travel.

There are at least ten or twenty.

It was a familiar, frantic horned boar's eye.

"Now I'm here at the organization - huh!?"

"You finally met me. A treat on the ground!!"

Fear and joy.

Prati and my reactions split colors beautifully.

"I'm gonna bust you off one end. Yo! Sir! Tighten it as beautifully as you can! Because you won't be able to eat meat!!"

"Don't make the crusade conditions tough on the natural!!"

Is it your instinct as a monster that horned boars attack you as soon as you confirm what you look like over here!?

Are they carnivores in the first place?

They're coming after us!?

I asked Prati half a yak and he said "no".

They just want to go ahead and kill someone who moves.

Annoying.

If he's such a nuisance, there's no room for sympathy.

I'll kill you and make you a delicious dish!!

"... this evening's holy sword is hungry for blood."

No, I really don't know if the Holy Sword is hungry for blood.

I had been reached by Prati to say "don't hurt me too much," so I broke my brain heaven with all the holy swords and let him die a blow.

Repeat that eighteen times.

Eighteen horned boar bodies were rolling around us.

Or I'm used to calling it a horned boar, so I don't want to call it a square bore anymore.

There are other horned boars that have been desperate with Prati's magic pills, and would each add up to about twenty-five?

There were a few others, but they fled on their way around hunting.

I wish they hadn't attacked me enough to escape.

Pay for such firepowder. Weak meat fortification.

All are the iron rules of nature.

Let's say we follow that code and enjoy the best of our lives with our hands.

"I even dreamed of meat! Beast meat on earth!!"

Prati dances a small dance with meat in front of her.

My vegetables and dishes are delightful, and they're delicious mermaids.

Well, anyway, if it's going to taste good, there's something I need to do first.

Dismantling.

Tightened horned boar, divided into available and not available parts, and the available parts must be treated thoroughly to prevent damage.

…………

Twenty-five heads of processing.

I think about it now.

Too many tails, he said.