Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

Hey, it's been a one-sided development.

The elves, invincible in the woods, faint one after the other and fall from the trees.

It's all Gobji's work.

Immediately determine the archer's location from the angle of incidence of the arrow that is released when attacking, and silence him with a single blow when approaching between the words' Ah '.

"Himself."

"Ahhh!?"

Gobji, who learned to do so, faints the enemy elves without harming them and gently lowers them to the ground.

Recover it with me or Mr. Elron or Mr. Elzariel. Hang it on the rope and restrain it.

"Dude... that goblin is going to go gunning...!? Isn't it all over with him?!?"

"That's why I brought you here."

Beat the lurking elf without damaging the forest where the opponent stands.

Gobji fulfills the difficult order without difficulty.

"I guess his daily work plays a role"

"What's Daily Work?

"Farming"

Main work of our farm goblins.

Although it can be described as the core work of the farm, it was up to the Goblins to nurture crops and provide daily care to grow to the end in good standing in order to obtain daily food for the inhabitants.

Every day, every day, weeds are mowed, pests are eliminated, and crops are checked for disease.

It was the goblins who did the job.

"Only the elves hidden in the woods can be accurately picked up because of their leader, Gobji. He's the one taking away pests and weeds while avoiding important crops."

"Hey, you put an elf and a pest weed together ah!?"

Mr. Elzariel's protest is there as well.

The elves, rendered powerless by Gobji, accumulate more and more.

I hope it's time to put a stop to this because the rope I have prepared for restraint will run out first...!?

"It's okay, I'm tying my twat now to make a new rope"

"The creation of impromptu tools in natural objects is the sole venue of the elves."

Elron and Mr. Elzariel connecting the ropes.

I can count on you!? Though I can't really impress you.

While doing so, even the battle through Gobji seems to have made a difference.

"You little witty outsider......!

Oh, something clearly appeared to be an elf with a different atmosphere.

Or completely different than before.

"Huh? Is that an elf, too?

"You showed up high elf......!?"

Are you any great?

Whereas previously the elves had dark skin like the Demon clan, the high elves that have appeared now and their white skin are clear.

It's like white magnet or marble.

And the color of the hair is brilliant blonde, which is different from normal elves again.

If there was only one thing in common, it was about pins and long stretched, pointed ears.

……

Wear it too.

I've only met a busty kid when it comes to elves before, but what is that white blonde...?

"Hmm? What are you thinking?

"It's nothing...!?"

If I was so relieved that Prati wasn't here, Elron would have spotted me!?

"That's the superior species of elves called high elves. Naturally stronger than normal elves"

Mr Elzariel said with the war.

"It's an elf that lived in the woods for a long time and adapted its clean mana and air deep into its body. The basic amount of magic and the treatment of magic are also misdigits."

"I hear that the colour of that skin and hair is a testament to its complete integration with nature...!?"

"But that high elf should have also been the head of the last settlement left in the elf forest. The first name is, … El El El Elsie"

"Four engraved names of Elle's words!? You mean so mighty!?"

No, you're confused.

If I repeat 'el' so much and make it a letter, I think I'll definitely label it.

Don't do that.

"Anyway, the fact that he's out means you're going to set up a showdown. You mean you can't make any more sacrifices...!?"

Because I restrained the elves on that side a lot too. Hey.

They say it's just a dying settlement, and human losses will be more than normal.

"How dare you hurt my lovely daughters, you disgraceful people?

"No, I didn't kill anything...!?"

I'm just passing out.

There is no scratch.

"Upon this shall be my opponent, the chief of the true elves. This High Elf Elle Elle Ellie."

I knew it was confusing...!?

In contrast, Gobuji is not in a rush...?

"My lord, you want a friendly relationship with you."

Gentleman's response!?

"If you're going to listen to us again, I want you to stop fighting right now and set up a meeting place."

"What's convenient to attack from there? Be aware that Mizu is the invader."

Bad, I can't say a word back.

If you do look at it objectively we are obviously the invading side, but that means we need a fight first for conversation, please one!!

"Evil is a mercy, and evil is a defeat. I mean, it's not you guys who defeat. I'll prove it now, with the help of this high-elf Elle Elle Elsey."

For a moment, I felt like her blonde hair had risen fuzzy.

It was that the magic she emitted was thickening like an airflow, blowing up light hair.

"High elves can manipulate the forest itself by being integrated with the forest. The power of the forest is the power of friction. Wrinkles and forests are one and the same. That's the power of an elf beyond an elf!

At the same time as her proclamation, an alarming phenomenon occurred.

In the woods where we are…, the trees and grasses that form the woods themselves have begun to grow with great momentum.

It's like watching fast feed footage.

That's not enough, the stretching grass moves like a snake and follows it like a beast that makes that high elf the master of beasts.

"The grass..., like an animal...!?"

"Surprised? This is the magic of high elves. For the straw of the forest itself, the grass is like a limb. It's like you got lost in your body."

That's a great development.

If this forest itself works her way, I see. It's like we've become a bag of rats.

Instead of all directions, even the ground we're treading on is an enemy.

I didn't know that the 'take the forest as your side' feeling of an elf with a forest, its top species of high elves, was so far out of place.

"I can no longer forgive you for apologizing. These plants swallow you, sink you in the earth, and nourish you with grass."

"Unfortunately..."

Gobji answers.

"You can't take me down in the grass. Absolutely. For a reason."

"What the hell? If there's a reason, just say it! Before they swallow you and disappear!

In accordance with the will of the high elves, the ultra-grown grass trees strike Gobji with a twist when the serpent.

It was like a tsunami of grass trees, but it never swallowed Gobji.

Because it was chopped and carved and scattered before that.

"What!?"

Amazing high elf person.

I won't call you by name, even if you mean it!

"What the hell happened!? The grass trees with the magic of straw...!?"

"pruned"

Gobuji, says the sickle with it.

"The job of our goblin team is to manage farmland. The mission is to keep mowing the growing weeds day after day..."

Right, okay!

For such a gobji, the battle against the grassy high elves is a daily task itself.

Because it doesn't change to mowing grass.

From Gobji's point of view, High Elf was such a familiar opponent!?

"Are you an idiot?!? Can you tear down the magic of friction for such a stupid reason?!?... Hi-ya-ya-yay!?"

Her protests are vain, and Gobji looms to the nearest as she slashes and rips open multiple overlapping grassy corrugated attacks.

"It's no use, this sickle is a tool for mowing grass. It's the most suitable weapon to control grass."

"Yahhhhhhhhhh!?"

Check mate with a sickle blade sticking to the high elf's throat.

The dreaded army of forest manhunters was dominated by one Gob Kit.