Comfortable cross-world living with the strongest housing app

I've been waiting for a while, but there's no sign that the noise will ever subside just to keep screaming the same thing over and over again.

Come on, I'm getting tired of making noise, but these guys are doing fine for nothing.

"Quiet! Let me give you my divine revelation"

He opens his hands in a patriarchal manner and opens himself up confidently.

The goblins face this way all at once, sipping their spit and waiting for my next word.

The expression was unusual for them and disturbing.

"It's an easy thing. If not, you can make it."

"Make... Bubble?

"That's right. You plow the soil and you make your own wheat."

"Oh, my God... that's... obu"

Yolo yolo and a step backwards go zer like you were shot by lightning.

I don't think I had this idea.

I know it's something you'd understand if you thought about it a little bit, but I guess it's unexpected to build a field from them that only has a hunting culture.

Even humans on Earth took a long time to move from hunting to farming civilization.

"You goblins have power."

So let's declare it. To change them from the ground up.

Don't you understand what they said?

Then again.

"You guys have power. The power to create wheat."

"Oh, the bubbles?

"Exactly. Have quails, plow soil, sow wheat seeds, and harvest. I'll lead the way. From those who only take it away to those who create it."

"Kyosh......"

Hot, to stir up, to stir up.

Let me assure you that you can do it.

"Let's show the way first. Then let the city's inhabitants go. And follow me. I'll show you how to make wheat."

"Wow, okay, Bubba. Are you sure about this?

"Go-Zar. Have I ever failed to lead you guys?

Go-Zar shakes his head with a boom. Kiosh is awesome.

Well, I don't know. They evolved the goblins.

What I'm gonna do is finish it.

Let's transform the goblins into a species that can truly survive for a long time to come and coexist with others.

"Wait till night. Gather everyone in this square."

"Obu?

"I'm going to celebrate your departure. I'll get you plenty of bread and meat, so you should look forward to it."

Cheered.

At all, when it comes to food, tension is maxed out as soon as possible...

Raise your right hand wide and turn your heel back.

I can still hear the goblins from behind.

"Maluburg, I know you know more or less, but let me explain after this."

Speak and whisper in his ear.

Then he shakes his head vertically with cocoon.

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Change of place. Our stronghold on the outskirts of the city of Graf.

Tea confectionery and coffee will be arranged on the table and an operational meeting will be held.

"Come on, brother. You're gonna let me rally in the bait to get a grip on it! That's a mentor, you lose your head."

Klaus praised me for slapping his hand when I cut off the backdrop with the goblins earlier.

Oh, no...

Look at me confused, Maluburg smiles thin as he observes funny things.

"Haha. I don't mean it. Nice. That idea sounds like you."

"Ha ha"

"I see. I have to overcome three obstacles to implement your proposal. Especially the first was mandatory for my sister and me. So you said," Please. "

"As, well..."

"I didn't expect that from the beginning. Your abyss thoughtfulness makes you lose your mind."

Oh, no.

I wasn't exactly deciding what to ask for...

No, you can't. I can't tell you how this air feels.

You know what? I have to correct it at all costs, cousin.

"One, where the goblins live. Two, the transfer of technology to them."

The two things I know have been mentioned earlier.

The other one will be supplemented by Maluburg.

Goblin's residence, but letting him live in the prairie is dismissed. You can consider it in the future, but not at the moment.

To expand and inhabit Samarkand, the Goblins are too dangerous, and if they create a dwelling away, they will be wiped out if they are caught in the Great War of Gbaa.

So we needed to see if Maluburg and Felix could manage something.

If the prairie is no good, there is only adjacent principalities.

If not here either, it may be ant to cross the rugged cliff south of Samarkand.

If you had the power of a housing app, it wouldn't be the number of chopped cliffhangers.

"Good Chen. If it's the Goblins' residence, how about my territory and the midpoint of Fujima Town?

"The distance may be just right, but the land..."

"Don't worry about it. Explain the territory of the Principality today."

Maluburg pinches his mouth at me twisting his neck to Felix's suggestion.

The sense of the Earth in the twenty-first century doesn't make people live in other countries on their own when it comes to barren desert areas.

It's enough to be a bloody battle between nations over a deserted island like a cat's forehead.

Thoughts deviated sideways.

Turning Hatha and consciousness out, Maluburg's face with his mouth loosened gets into his eyes.

"Hmm?"

"Have you finished your pondering?

"Oh, yeah."

"Well, let me explain."

I think I heard it once, but the realm of the Principality extends around Lake Crystal Lake, which has an abundance of water.

It dominates the vast majority of large forests and coastal areas, meadows, mountains and vast areas, but less than half of the territory is inhabited by people.

Even beast roads are better off if they have a passage route, and there are many completely undisclosed lands.

Felix's territory is also very vague on the side towards Samarkand, and it doesn't seem that people would step in first from around the "midpoint" he indicated.

There was a beast path because it needed to be investigated to enter the prairie.

Others say there will be an elf inside near Felix's territory, or a giant cave where demons live.

After all, the more you ask, the more horrible the other world is.

"Well, it's a completely deserted land if you walk two days from the closest settlement or village. It's nominally Felix territory, and I don't suppose that's a problem?

"Oh, wow."

When he meets Felix, he shakes his neck small as a cock.

"There's no reason for anyone to know, and it's a perception of the realm of monsters"

"I see. Fest. Say it well."

I laughed at Felix looking like I didn't understand and let him shrug his shoulders exaggerated.

"It means living a goblin in the realm of monsters"

"Yes!"

Goblins were a hateful enemy to the Principality, not a dangerous creature...

That's okay there. Put the bell on.

It's not all bad. Goblins will eliminate perilous monsters from the surrounding area by living there.

If the assumption that they will not serve the Principality is upheld, it is not a bad story.

"I'll build a partition where Goblin lives. It would also be good for defending against external enemies."

"Right. I think you can control all the goblins. That's the second and third problem."

"I don't know what to say about technology..."

"If the third one can be cleared, it won't matter."

Oh, I finally get the third one.

He's going to the Goblins' residence.

... Nobody wants you to go too dangerous.

What should I do?

I was just thinking about the means of communicating things, and I was falling out about the people at the heart of it.

"Then why don't you call me?

Cotten and leaning neck Felix raise a voice of doubt.

"That's it! That's it, Fez!

Grab Felix's hands and shake them up and down with the boom. I'm going to keep leaping.

Against him he patted his eyes as confused and dyed his cheeks slightly.