Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

I'm an oak hacker.

We continue our journey, led by Prince Arowana.

Today we reached the village by sundown and inevitably stayed here.

Thanks to the bill of lading I received from the Demon King when I left the Devil's Capital, I can be most welcome anywhere.

It feels like a demon king's royal glory pane, which works even in small villages out of the center like this.

It's just...

This time in this village, a few things happened......

".................. Huh!?"

Served as a meal in this village were vegetables just baked in wheat porridge and fire.

Wheat porridge is thin and full of clutter, quite unlike rice made by saints on the farm.

Even roasted vegetables seem to be the only intention so that they can be eaten because they don't even shake salt without a flavoring flavor and the only thing they bake is just raw food that breaks my stomach.

Honestly, it's a whole different flourish than what you eat on a farm.

"... is this meal common in this village?

Still, it was offered, so you can't leave it.

You have to pour it in with the water they put you out with. But you have to flatten it.

"Ugh, fucking serious. I didn't eat it."

"Here! Songoku!!"

Don't put it in your mouth, even if you think about it!

"No, I don't have a choice..."

I speak with sorrow from the demonic village chief who served me a meal.

"Small rural villages like Washi and others are poor and can't make a big deal out of treating occasional visitors. I've been at war with people for a long time..."

War, after all, exhausts the country a lot.

And it's these poorest villages that eat incitement first.

"The Demon King has finally stopped the people. So I know that the world will be a little better from now on, but we still need to be patient with wheat porridge..."

…………

Hearing that, Master Puffer thought about it for a while and suddenly kicked his seat and stood up.

"I'll be right back, just a minute!

And he knocked a magic drugged test tube on the floor and disappeared.

"What's wrong with Puffer...?

The use of metastatic magic meds would mean we were back on the farm.

As declared, Master Paffa has returned immediately.

In its hands, it holds some kind of large barrel...

"This! Bran floor!

"Ha!?"

and approaching the village chief.

"Even less food can be deliciously tailored depending on your ingenuity. Delicious meals enrich your life!

And bran floor.

Apparently, Master Paffa teaches the villagers how to make bran pickles.

"I guess I make wheat because I serve about wheat porridge!? There's something the Saint doesn't approve of except rice bran, but even wheat bran shouldn't make a big difference!

Place the gas and the bran floor bucket.

"The saint also said that bran pickling can be nourished more than eating it as it is. The kids in the village looked unhealthy, so make it a little better."

What kind of wind is that?

That "who but Atai could live but not this way" kind, hard-boiled outlaw witch, Master Puffer, spontaneously?

"I'm worried about the kids' unhealthy health, so why don't we just do a check-up?

"Huh? Paffa, can you even do that?

"It's inferior to the incumbent Gala Rufa, but you can look at superficial symptoms and prescribe an internal medicine. There 'll be herbs growing around here, too, so why don't you come into the woods, princes?

"Ooh...?

"If you're even a monster at last, grab me. I knew nothing nutritious was better than meat."

"It's not always convenient to have a food monster!?"

Still, me and Prince Aroiana have finally taken a few villagers who can move into the woods near the village to pick the medicinal herbs they were instructed to use.

The villagers also seem to lack knowledge of such medicinal herbs, and they learn how to identify plants that become medicinal herbs, and how to properly harvest them, again from us who have been instructed beforehand by Master Puffer.

Conveniently, a deer-shaped monster had also appeared, and Prince Aroina had finished with a brilliant blow and received a compliment from everyone.

The demolition of the monster is done quickly because I, Hakkai, am used to working on the farm, take it back to the village for a barbecue tournament.

"Everybody! Is the meat delicious?

"" "Ooh!

"Did you make the bran floor?!?"

"" "Ooh!

"Have you formulated the herbs?!?"

"" "Oooh!!" "

Something unites the hearts of Prince Arowana and the villagers.

Next to that, Master Paffa was teaching the village ladies to prescribe herbs that could easily be made.

"But the Lu people don't know how to use drugs as well as they do unexpectedly......!

"That's unthinkable in a mermaid country with magic drugs in circulation. But going around the exotic and realizing that what we think is common sense is not the point of this journey."

"The Demon King is a good king, but he's never been able to get around to home affairs because he's been at war with people."

"And that has been chronic for hundreds of years. Lord Zedan, it would be cruel to hold one man responsible."

"Whether we're going to reform the way ordinary people live, it's going to be a process led by the Head of State that really extends from center to province, and it's going to be too late for us to reach these remote villages."

"That will be solved soon, too. Lord Zedan is Ming."

... Um.

Don't have such a penetrating conversation. Prince Arowana and Lady Paffa?

Like such a future mermaid king and mermaid queen!?

"All right! Everybody, now let's teach you some funny fun! It's called Smow!!"

"" "Uhhhhh!!" "

Thus Prince Arowana became popular with the children of the village, and he was able to deal completely with the villagers.

"Ugh, Gamba Gambar"

Songokufon looking while sleeping.

No, this kid didn't do anything!?

In such a way, Master Paffa is the first village to go, a storm of gratitude from the inhabitants for passing on the method of making pickles and medicinal herbs.

Praised as a hero.

While traveling around a number of villages and cities, Master Pafa was completely nicknamed 'Preacher', enough to receive a welcome even in the town where rumors preceded him in his first visit.

"Are the pickles delicious?!?"

"" "Ohhhhh!!" "

"Does the herb work well?!?"

"" "Ohhhhh!!" "

"Want to know how to make it!?"

"" "" "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" "" "

It totally looked like charisma.

We also contribute to raising the cultural standards of the settlements by offering courses on how to make pickles & medicinal herbs in newly visited villages today.

"Paffa seems to be enjoying her journey, above all."

Prince Aroiana......

Is that all right?

"The first time I saw him was in a Mermaid Nation prison. I had rough eyes when I did it, but I got back alive while working on the saint's farm, and now I'm like that."

Oh..., um..., yes.

"I didn't know you'd let the mermaid twister crack it down. That's what I said about the saint's farm..."

No.

The direct cause of Mr. Paffa's change is more romantic over there......

I knew you hadn't noticed!?

"For this minute, we may be able to write off her guilt by the end of this journey. Originally her talent was also valuable to the Mermaid Nation. I've never been over it if you're going to go home."

... Prince.

For Master Paffa to belong to the state, there seems to be one major condition...!

I didn't have the courage to tell the prince that when I was an oak.

Well, Master Paffa won't be as anti-bone spiritual as he was until he became queen, and if he were, he'd be out of the picture. Wouldn't that work?

"Okay! Then let's just say I'm going to preach the fun of Smow without losing too! Gather those who are confident in your arms -!!"

This echo was urban by the visiting settlements.

Thus one line went praised by people for spreading the method of making pickles first to go, spreading the method of formulating medicinal herbs, and then spreading the pleasure of sumo wrestling.

The journey is going well.