Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

Elzariel came.

She's an elf. Once a major criminal who led a band of bandits of his own kind and roughed up all over the world.

For once, he was a forceful thief who only stole from the bad rich.

He was captured, released and everything, and now he's engaged in afforestation work.

The matter also seemed to be involved in her visit today.

"... So, what are your requirements today?

"Wait a minute. After eating all this delicious dinner..."

He was Elzariel, who wanted to eat before he could talk.

The rice grains are scattered, but the momentum is high, pushing the dishes served into the mouth.

"I knew the mesh here was delicious! As much as I want to steal every food bank!!"

"I'm afraid......!

The rice that is made on the farm…, exactly the mesh I made is very popular and pleasing to everyone.

This Elizarriel seemed to like it, among other things, because there is this: 'I don't want to go home!' And it was enough to go on like a child.

Scratching the new fried rice like an aspirator, Mr. Elzariel was as greedy as he had never shown even during his banditry.

"Uh, I ate. I ate. I'm hungry. Take your place!

"Um... is it time for the requirements...?

There's something I need to tell you, so you came here with permission from the Demon King's Army, right?

Take the trouble to send me off with metastatic magic.

If this says' I made you the right errand for dinner 'or something, you'll lose your credibility.

Even a former bandit says it's hard to believe.

"Don't worry. I have business to attend to. Besides, I have some business to do with you guys."

says Elf Mr. Elzariel.

"When it comes to planting."

Planting operations.

It was the task of regenerating the dead forest of the elves.

forests formerly spread within the territory of the former human nation.

But not now.

Because the mana of the earth has been sucked up by the magic of men.

Mana, which is the source of magic, is also the energy that supports natural life activities.

Return the forest of elves, withered by the tyranny of the people, to a green space once again.

It was this Mr Elzariel who was moving directly for it.

"It was originally a forest inhabited by our Elves. There's no difference in reviving it."

So the Elf Forest regeneration work performed with Mr. Elzariel taking the lead.

It was the plantation that would do it specifically.

In addition to the natural mana returning and fattening, many young seedlings are planted.

In more than a decade, seedlings will grow and become splendid adults, forming a flourishing forest for hundreds of years.

but......

"We got a problem."

"Problem?"

"Someone has appeared to interfere with the work."

Interference.

Words came out that weren't calm.

But why are you interfering?

What Mr. Elzariel is doing is a fine charitable task, and someone won't have any trouble with it.

On the contrary, I don't think anyone would get in the way of planting work either.

"Who the hell is interfering with something?

"It's an elf."

An unexpected name emerged.

Isn't that about the native species, Mr. Elzariel?

"Are you saying the elves are hostile? To Mr. Elzariel in the same elf?

"Elves are originally an exclusive species. If you're one of them, you belong to a different family and you're a complete leftover. It's the local elves that still live in the woods that attacked us.... I mean Jimoel!

... Fine.

In the territory of the old human race, there were really few forests where the elves could live, but they still remained marginally.

We aim to restore the forest to its original size...

They have an elf who lives in a forest like that of a cat's forehead, and who is stubbornly continuing to protect his old life.

"It's like a muscled conservative elf or something. With fewer forests to live in, many elves moved to the Devil's Country, where there are still plenty of rich forests, or abandoned their sedentary lives to become bandits"

Mr. Elzariel and others have moved to banditry, Kuchi.

It was not that I liked anything and started stealing the human one, but that it was the end of a harsh choice to live.

"Maybe it's an easy road to move to New Heaven and Earth or explore a different way of life. Compared to piercing the way of life from the beginning. The one who chose the tightest path is Jimoel, who still lives in a tiny forest in the human country."

You like that name?

"It's unimaginable harshness to stick to the woods on the verge of death to protect your old-fashioned life. The people who dared to choose that harshness are just stubborn. Especially among the originally stubborn elves."

Intruders appeared in the woods inhabited by such old shogunate elves.

Mr. Elzariel is part of the afforestation team.

"… plantations are intended for areas where there were originally elf forests. nature, proceed to push and expand the elf forest that is now"

A forest of elves that remained marginally on a very small scale, influenced by mana depletion by people.

Trying to re-extend that to its original range.

"First of all, I want to get help from the elves who still live in the Elf Forest. When I greeted her, I visited the woods. Then they drove me back."

"Huh?"

"He's not one of them, even his own, who abandoned the woods and left. If you approach the Elf Forest, consider it an intruder, and it's the end of the attack."

"Oh no... then we can't even proceed with the planting work, can we?

"That's what I'm talking about"

Arrows are fired at personnel attempting to carry out plantations around the forest.

I'm going to dig up the young seedlings I planted because of them.

He said the work would never proceed because of such obstruction.

They say it's a charitable task that won't bother anyone because of it. They must have become more and more stubborn because they are the ones who have stubbornly defended their old lives by clinging to the doomed nature......!

"To proceed with the afforestation work, there is nothing but the elimination of this Jimoel. I cooperated with the Demon King's Army to attack..."

Didn't you have the means to discuss it?

"But the elves are still invincible in the woods. Vision is obscure in the woods. The elves, distracted by the trees, come nearer completely obliterated. And they come after us with arrows."

In contrast, other races are not familiar with the forest and do not deny signs.

That it's easier to hunt with guzzle and norm than any manky beast.

"Sherman magic used by elves is a form of magic magic, but it has a closer connection to natural spirits. If he releases the arrow that gave him the Magic Defensive Wall Deactivation, the prey is at the end of a roll."

"Prey......!

"That's why it's too dangerous to put the Demon King's Army into battle. Only an elf can defeat an elf in the woods. I mean, this me!

Mr. Elzariel points to himself.

"But it is reckless for me to deal with a group alone, no matter how brave and resolute I am. This one has to be matched by the right number.... so!

"You said you were here?

Finally got to the bottom of it.

I mean, Mr. Elzariel came to my farm to get a head count of fights.

Because there are twenty elves living on my farm.

Besides, Mr. Elzariel and well-known patterns.

Because we used to be bandits together anyway.

"So you're here to help the Ellons, right?

"Exactly, I'll revive the Thunderstorm Stone Sharpeners for a limited time and eliminate the elves that hold back planting operations!

No, for once it would be your kind...!?

The only thing that can fight an elf properly in the woods is an elf.

I guess it would be appropriate to deal with it in accordance with its management......

"Yikes!! Absolutely not!?"

A brown beauty intruding on a meeting between me and Mr. Elzariel.

It was Elron the Elf, representing the Elf team on our farm.

"Elron!? You were listening!?"

"I'll be vigilant and about that when you visit!! And I'm not going! I'm not going to the fight!!"

"What? No!? Elron, it's Setouchi to see if our hometown will come back!?"

"That's what I said! I followed you away from the farm, but at the end of the day, even after I had some errands, I was caught up in some difficulty, and I decided I couldn't go back to the farm forever! Absolutely not like that. Awwwwwwww!!"

Mr. Elzariel, I don't trust you.

Our elves, completely used to living on the farm, hated getting away from here more than anything else.

Like a defendant who doesn't want to go to jail.

He hated it when he hung his whole body.

"Yikes! You're totally weak! Still the" Thunderstorm Stone Sharpeners "second generation leader?!?"

"I'm just a dish-baker now!

"Ugh! Even I want to live here and have delicious dinner every day, but only you guys have a good look and cheat!!"

"Finally, the real deal. Ahhh!!"

Now, as the owner of the farm, what decision should I make on this proposal?

If it's a battle, the opponent is a fellow elf.

They don't seem to care about dew either, but it would be painful to watch them kill each other among their peers of the same kind, and they would fight and naturally have victims.

The elves on our farm are companions who made it an important workforce.

I don't want to lose one more now.

"Then you've got an answer."

I told Mr. Elzariel, who is now working with Elron.

"We can't lend you our elves. Instead, let me introduce you to powerful helpers."