From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

Outside the town of Boulder, in the plains, Gallius came.

To try farm tools for the fall harvest as the sun shines.

A side of the area, the grass up to the waist is growing.

Into it, he pushed and poked at the farm tool that had modified the hand-held car.

In the front lower part of the farm tool are mounted several propellers made of tanned leather of a cow-shaped demon named Azil Buffalo. It rotates horizontally in conjunction with the wheel and has a special effect that produces a sharp, short wind blade.

Now he mowed the grass and at the same time danced up to the carrier part with the wind.

After a certain amount of time, the grass accumulated on the carrier becomes a bundle and is discharged backwards from the carrier over the operator's shoulder. This is due to the special effects on the carrier side.

Gallius pushes the hand pressed car forward at a constant speed.

The grass bundled and flew backwards, lined up at equal intervals.

"This guy is handy. The wheat will be harvested."

The accompanying old oak zepal impresses me.

"But there are also difficulties. I need to be careful how fast I push."

The discharge of the carrier is carried out over time and the force is constant.

Pushing the hand pressed car fast will accumulate until it exceeds the emission force, and if it is slow, a small bunch will pop out of momentum well and fall apart.

"It's got special effects. Oh, you need magic, too, right? You mean no guys like me who can't use magic?

"No, neither do I. But even those who can't use magic have magic. It is designed to consume less magic so that it can be handled even with less magic. For that matter, the structure itself is simple, and like I said, we need the operator's 'arm'."

You want to try? and Gallius stopped his legs and took turns with Zepal.

"Oh, hmm? No, ho."

Zepal was struggling first to balance the hand-held car. The propeller seems to have more momentum than I thought.

"Wop! The grass..."

Not pushing fast enough, a small amount of grass accumulated on the carrier was smashed in Zepal's face.

"Huh, this is gonna take practice."

"If you get used to it, you'll get better soon. Better not rely too much on your arm strength. It's something that even a weak species can handle. Rather, it may be difficult for a powerful race like you."

Farming can be harvested or cultivated, and there is a dependable aspect to large and powerful species. Or those who specialize in wind magic and earth magic.

Suitable materials are important, of course, but the country will develop significantly if the options are broadened by those with limited opportunities to be active.

So Gallius was thinking of developing convenient farming tools to allow anyone to engage in agriculture and increase productivity.

Much material and personnel were put into the operation that freed the subpeoples from the group of urban states.

Even the poorer countries are in even more distress.

Still, many of my countrymen were able to save them.

They also have a desire to act as a workforce and have great expectations of them even in Limullesta.

Because the foundation of the state is the people, and its binding force.

Zepal and the new farm tools were tested and the problems and improvements were washed out.

As I try it, I also get used to using Zepal and gain the certainty that I can use it enough as it is now.

I finished the work first and arrived home while the yang was high.

I pushed the ragged and hand-pushed car back to the cabin and the big sheets were swinging in the wind.

"Oh, Gallius, welcome home. You were fast."

It was Lilianea who gave her a glimpse of beauty from behind the sheets.

"Ah, oh. I'm just... Are you doing the laundry for me?

"Sort of. It's all dirty, isn't it? So I washed the sheets first thing in the morning. It's a beautiful day, I think it'll be dry by now."

"Don't you have your job today?

She helps her brother, a representative of the Elves' neighbourhood.

"I'm not doing much of that system right now, am I? See, isn't that what 'wives' do?

Speaking of which, Gallius recalls.

Her brother Miguel married an elf woman who had been socializing until after the slave liberation operation was over.

"So what are you doing right now?

"Hmm? Well, a lot..."

Lilianea clouding words for some reason.

Gallius twisted his neck, but began to adjust the prototype farm tools in front of the cabin.

It was evening when I realized.

Back at the cabin and messing around with another farm tool, Lilianea is getting ready for dinner.

(He said he wasn't very good at cooking...)

As far as I can see, it's handy. The fire magic lit the tears, and the knife judgment was something I was used to.

"I got it. Come on, enjoy it."

The main dish is stewed tomatoes. The ground beef was ball-shaped and simmered in tomato-based soup with root vegetables. It is accompanied by a salad dressed with sweet vinegar.

I cut a chunk of ground beef with a spoon and carried it to my mouth with the soup.

The sourness of the tomatoes is suppressed and the intense gravy flavour spreads in the mouth. Soft, melting texture in the mouth. Root vegetables were creepy, and this one chewed the other way around.

And I noticed Lilianea didn't get her hands on the meal and was staring at this one. He looks anxious, nervous.

"Delicious."

"Really!? hehe, great ah"

Lilianea grinned all the time, rubbing the soup and nodding loudly, "Yeah, yeah," she said.

"I'm surprised. You said before you weren't good at cooking, right?

"Sort of. Me too, because I'm clumsy...... so! I practiced a lot."

Heh heh, and deflect an even chest. I feel more fuzzy than I did at the beginning of the encounter.

"You didn't even do the laundry. Maybe he's even in bridesmaid training?

"Heh...? Hey, why did you..."

"What?"

I meant to be a mild joke, but Lilianea turns a bright red look on her lukewarm face and hesitates. Apparently, it was a star.

"No, look, I don't think it's too early, but something's hurrying me around, so, uh..."

Elves grow faster at a young age, on the other hand, keeping them long-lived and youthful.

Still, she says sixteen is still young for marriage, but she was originally the daughter of Director Ri. Sometimes my brother's marriage has been slow lately (and he's over thirty), and his surroundings seem to cling to 'now'.

It's not a bad story, I guess.

From the fact that she herself is positive and also trying to cook poorly, that's too much to peek at.

Miguel seemed very happy with his location, too. The Elves should all wrap her up warm, caring and relatively minded.

(But, um... what? This……)

How does it feel to be filled with something sprouted on your chest?

Silence descends.

The meal I had felt superb until just now didn't taste good due to the harsh atmosphere or sorry.

As they leaned down on each other, they looked at each other.

Gallius' chest hurt so badly when he was slightly distracted.

(Oh well. I'm sure I...)

Here we are, finally realizing.

They hated us a lot when we just met, but we've built up trust in each other as we travel hard together.

The appearance was laid aside, a bit of a temperament, but she was always attracted to her refreshing and straight.

Even if the other person is a good man who is a saint, I can't stand to be taken.

Although I was surprised that I had such a jealous side to myself, I couldn't contain my impulse.

"Lilia"

"Hey, what...?

Stop eating hands and look straight at her. to Lilianea, who can swim her eyes, now that I've thought about what I said,

"Very, very tasty meal. Hopefully, I want to eat every day..."

Interruptly, I said something.

Well, how did she react? and watching.

Lilianea laughed after a proper time.

I passed it on! And it was Gallius squeezing the cobwebs under the table...

"I'll take care of it! Whatever, morning, noon and evening, I'll make most of it!

"Hmm? 'What'...?

I've been meaning to do that since the beginning...

Lilianea does not look Gallius in the eye and takes the kind of words she has prepared in advance.

"Then it's hard to get through, isn't it? For the record, I wish I could let you live here. Actually, I was wondering if I was interrupting your brother's honeymoon. You take that into account, don't you? May I?"

At the end of the day he asked me to be sweet, so I returned him as if I was relieved "Oh, I don't mind..."

I couldn't even redo my confession now that the expression was too euphemistic, and Galius regretted it -.

(Yikes! The first phase of the operation...... no, we succeeded until about the third phase at once!

Now Lilianea gripped the bush under the table.

To catch a man, start with that stomach.

Including Lippi, she was told around to start acting.

As well as cooking at the beginning, I thoroughly train in chores in general to impress that I'm going to be a 'good wife'. We planned to gradually push it more often to take it all the way to cohabitation, but we achieved that all at once.

She still doesn't know that she's disappointed in the salad when it's at its peak.

that the final goal had already even been achieved -.