Easy Lords Fun Territorial Defense - Unnamed Village in Productive Sorcery to the Strongest Castle City

I met Master Kusara and my life has changed dramatically.

Kusara, the heroic adventurer, entered the Adventurer Guild like a nest of prestigious rogues, reporting to the scary guild master in a very casual atmosphere against the discovery of dungeons and the crusade of dragons.

It's like a hero, Tan.

They took my share of the private room when I stayed at the inn and didn't say anything, and they also took me to dinner.

The next day he bought two large carriages and a horse, bought food, clothing, etc., and then left the King's Capital. Many adventurers followed from the rear, but Master Kusara drives the carriage without worrying.

"But you surprised me. I didn't know that dragon could sell for a hundred and eighty pieces of white gold coins... it was because there were fewer scratches after all. Armored Lizard is going to sell for a lot of money."

"That's an amazing amount of money. I can't imagine."

When she replied so, Master Kusara laughed and nodded with pleasure.

"Thanks to your lord boy. Come on. He's a kid, but he's amazing. I quickly made the village bigger, and I also cited such an outrageous effect with my boy's prepared weapon. I'm counting on Mr. Flamilia, too. The village I'm going to is definitely interesting."

Master Kusara laughed unyieldingly and told me an incredible story. But I can believe it without wonder or any doubt.

Since Baron Stratos, my father, died in battle, my home has declined from sight to sight, and at the end of the day, it has been taken over. I also tasted despair like the end of the world.

That's the first time in years that I've really laughed and answered with all my heart thanks to Master Kusara.

"Yes, you're looking forward to it"

When I said so, Lady Kusara laughed like a light.

"By now, was Kusara around the time she arrived in the king's capital?

When you squeal like that to no one else, your buddy replies with a laugh.

"I don't know. I got a replacement for Mithril's dagger. Maybe he's doing some slaughtering and stuff."

"That's possible. I'd stop by."

That's what I'm saying and laughing at, Pluriel opens his mouth.

"Hey, you're almost there, so be on your guard around me. Before this, if you guys were talking stupid, the Green Forest Dragon would have attacked you, right?

"No, I don't think that's our fault."

"I don't answer. Look, go back to the arrangement you just made."

"... hey"

Reply, I move forward with one hand up.

I think Pluriel has recently started giving cancer opinions. With that in mind, I look around.

There are ten carriages, among which are old people and children riding with their luggage. And there were probably more than two hundred middle-aged and young men and women around.

And it is thirteen oxen and two horses that draw the carriage.

We went to the neighboring village, and we were surprised by the exact number of people. And when I thought the old men I escorted had a conversation with for a while, I was surprised again when they said they were moving in with all the villagers.

No, Master Van's village is the village of Suge. It would definitely be better than being in another village or town.

But most people who grow up in a village end their lives without knowing the outside world. So it's not that easy to make a decision to get out of a village that's a world for you.

The village has seen many times that it endured and endured in a harsh environment and ended up starving to death and wiping it out.

"I wonder if that's how hard it was."

Consider the feelings of the villagers and squeal with smudge.

It's a long, idle atmosphere where cows squeal everywhere, but the villagers' expressions were filled with sadness.

You don't hear many positive words because you sound sorry or sad when you speak up.

You haven't eaten much food either, a skinny woman walking near the carriage. I'm flirting, don't get nervous watching me. But they still have more strength than the ones in the carriage.

"Are you all right? We'll be there in a little while."

When she speaks so, the woman draws her jaw in agony.

"... thanks. But really, I disagree. I can't believe we're going further from a village like the edge of the world..."

I had no words to give back to a woman who shuddered like that in a trembling voice.

There is no effect on the desperate where words of comfort are lightly hung.

So I nodded quietly and opened my mouth.

"Right. I'm pretty sure we'll go further from the border village."

When I tell her that, the woman whimpers. Rub that back and say the next word.

"But the village on that border is heaven. It's better than going to any town."

…… I don't know what that means...?

Respond by waving gently at the confused woman and walk straight. You wouldn't know if you didn't actually see it if you ran out of words.

Then I walked all day and finally got to the village.

I look at the walls and stretch my back with open arms.

"... ahh! We're finally here!

The Warcraft barely came out, but I was very tired of making the big move to suit those with slow legs. I feel so tired.

And it's been a long time since I've traveled all the way to Nojuku, which is also a cause of fatigue.

After all, your own house is the best. I can't believe the adventurer himself thinks this, but it's true, so I can't help it.

"Everybody, we're almost there!

Turning around with that voice, how dare they all stop on their feet.

Those with a dazed face look toward the village and whine about something.

"Oh, that's the village of purpose?

"No, that wouldn't be a village..."

"Maybe I went the wrong way..."

I can hear those words, but of course there's no mistake.

"Look, we're almost there! Get over there and we'll have food and water!

That's what I call it, but I don't try to move inside.

"Gentlemen! It's okay, let's head to the village!

That's what Pruriel said in his cat-weared voice. Then the children pull the adult's hand and open their mouth.

"Shall we go quickly?

"I want to go over there"

Grown-ups nod at each other for words like that.

"When you get here, be ready."

To hang up someone said that, everyone walked out to the village.

And I heard only a few cheering voices from the village. Then, Pluriel drops by and squeals small.

"You did it. It's like a barbecue today."

They said those words, and I roared at the root of my brow.

"Don't say it. I'm already hungry."

Complaining about the frustrating half, Pluriel laughed to blow it out and slapped me on the back.

Arriving at the village, the residents first also took part in a barbecue tournament there with a welcome greeting.

Eat meat and bread seasoned with seasonings and drink water and alcohol. The adults cried and the residents slapped each other on the shoulders, and the children chewed on the meat with joy.

They drank alcohol and laughed at each other, drumming their tongues at food other than their long-standing preserved food.

"Hey. Good luck. Mr. Ort and the others are the ones who owe everyone their lives."

I wave one hand and laugh at Master Van, who said so and brought fruit liquor.

"What. It's a normal job to be such an adventurer. Rather, the reward is too good for a job like this."

Saying that, Pluriel walked over here with a meat-stabbed skewer in his hand.

"Master Van. Is this meat, another different warcraft meat? It's pretty fresh though."

While I say it, Pluriel keeps eating meat. I think this guy recently started showing vegetables gradually.

Looking at Pluriel half-eyed, Master Van nodded bitterly.

"The Warcraft came out yesterday. I was in a hurry because I went out to Apkar and the others."

"Heh. What's out there?

"A big pig called a three-eyed pig (ibilboa). Ten."

"Oh, you're a little more troublesome than Armored Lizard. It's a hassle to use inherent magic when you get close. Because I can't move like I'm paralyzed."

"That's a pain in the ass. Well, it was one shot at the barista, so I saved you."

We interact like that and laugh at each other.

I feel like my senses have been going crazy lately, but is it my fault?