Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

Back in the village with Narbant, he spoke to Arner and the others as they went hunting, from Arner,

"In winter, hunting is the best place to show your manhood! Good luck with that!

What a word I turned to the foot of a rocky mountain lying heavily in the northern part of the meadow to hunt monsters and get their demonic stones, with a narbant who took the battle axe out of the yurt and took it on my shoulder, pulling the luggage and pulling it aside and advancing my legs.

The further north you go, the colder the air gets, the stronger the wind gets and you can't even see the dead grass...... when the sight is spreading like a good one to say wilderness, a forward Narbant calls out to you.

"As you can see, the hands and feet are short. Therefore, I am not good at moving quickly or fightin 'clever. What I'm good at is a forceful frontal breakthrough!

You're confident in strength and strength, but you think it's best to take a big weapon, hold a big shield, wear thick armor, cover your head with a disappointing helmet, and storm into a grump.

No matter how heavy the armor, no matter how heavy the weapon, if you have the strength and strength of Nong etc. it will not be bitter... because if you have a large circular shield thanks to your small body, it will not be easy to cover and hide your whole body. If there are 10 or 20 such Nong etc. it will be what kind of fortress, but it will be a castle, but it can be dropped. "

"That's also... awesome, isn't it?

Suddenly they talk like that, and what the hell are you trying to say? And as I'm leaning my neck as I return the words, a retrospective narbant exhales a loud sigh before continuing the words.

"I wanted to teach you how to fight a monster before you fight a monster, and when it comes to war, you can use a monster like that.

Even if you can sprinkle boiled oil on it, you can tolerate skin such as non covered in special hair... you can think of it as a broken castle hammer with hands and feet. "

"... I see.

But, Narbant... I'm not gonna do anything like that, you know, attack the castle or attack the fort?

When bandits and monsters come out, they will chase them away and hunt them away... but the war is already a punishment, naturally they don't want to wake themselves up... they don't want to get involved even if it happens somewhere.

Keep it peaceful... if you can do it with everyone in the village of Ill in this meadow. "

"Hmmm... I thought you were belligerent because I heard you call me a war hero or something, didn't you...

Well then... it's good to remember what the bandit is now when it comes out.

I don't need mobility, but if I can get a box-shaped carriage with a horse in it and throw it on the battlefield, I can fight it like that. I don't care what you do with a catapult, because if you're a bandit of about human size, you can have 100 or 200 and you have no problem. "

Say what only seems like such a joke. Narbant parks his luggage car there... and starts to lie on the ground and smell the ground for some reason or ear to ear.

I walk to the side of Narbant like that and stare at Narbant... I wonder if I should do that series of acts myself, and when I'm about to bend on my knees to the ground, Narbant looks like a shuddered, shuddered half voice.

"... what the hell is your Lord trying to do?"

"Yes, no, because Narbant is doing it, I was wondering if I should do it too..."

"You can only imitate things because they can only be done by Nong, etc.

This is only possible because I have lived in the sinus for a long time. It's not like I can imitate it because of something like a stunt.

In the meantime, there seems to be something a little further west from here, so I thought I'd go there. "

With that said, Narbant begins to explain the stunt as he heads west.

The Narbants spent a long time in the sinus... living in the cave.

In the cave, they say the sound and vibrations that echo from the walls and the ground are the most important source of information, and yeah they can sense that by doing it and putting their ears on the ground.

They can sense the position and number of opponents, the general weight and size of the body, and in some cases even what kind of monster the opponent's race is.

The other Narbants also know what the mountain is because of the water flowing from the mountain and the smell and taste of the soil near the mountain... what minerals are buried and how it can be done.

From me, I think soil and water taste together everywhere, smell together... from the narbants, salt and sugar can make a difference... what is it?

"This mountain, for example, seems to be capable of picking iron ore of good quality inside.

There seems to be less poison, and if you dig him a solid pit, he'll be able to pick a good amount of iron, it'll be a good mine.

Unfortunately, there aren't many other metals... but there might be a salt lake somewhere if it feels like this.

Because it feels like there is a formation that contains salt gas in good condition. "

And to Narbant, who says so as he stares at the mountain, I nod so much that I return the words.

"But it might be hard to mine this mountain.

Around this mountain, it looks like a monster's place, and it's a zone where even troublesome people like Earth Dragon appear, because there won't be a mine or anything to do with the monsters. "

"... then let's just talk about it.

If you don't want to go to war, you can hunt down all the monsters after forming an army and show them their power.

If we do that, all the stupid people who want to wage war on swallowers like you will lose their hips and won't be able to help us. "

Moving on with my legs alongside Narbant...... bothering my head as to what to give back to that word, Narbant gives me that short arm before me like that.

So Narbant told me to look forward silently, with a trick... and I said nothing according to it, looking forward... and staring at the edge of the wilderness, where the rocks rolled apart and many trees stood in grandeur.

I stared at him for a little while... I said something like, "There's nothing there," and I finally realized there was something wrong with the sight ahead, rubbing my eyes and then looking forward... rubbing my eyes again and then firmly checking forward.

The number is more than ten.

There's a big tree growing there rich in blue leaves... I'm confused as to why there are trees growing here and why those trees aren't dead when it's winter.

(Trent, it's a monster that turns into a tree and attacks people, beasts, and birds... how dumb it looks to be in a place like this.

They use troublesome magic... Boy, do you wear the amulet that Nong made you?

To me perplexed, Narbant calls out a small voice... and I nod so much that I become that voice, and then return a small voice.

(Oh, it meant I didn't let go of my skin, so I'm lowering it from my neck and pushing it firmly under my shirt)

(Then the superimposed beard and the amulet will prevent their magic.

Besides, a weapon such as Nong is an axe, and there will be no more weapons to fight them.

... Plus they don't just have demon stones, but that body is a good fuel too... I don't know if I'm lucky at all, thank goodness.)

And with that said, Narbant softly takes his hand away from the luggage car... and firmly grabs the short, double-edged axe in the pattern on the carrier and takes the stand.

When I saw it, I grabbed the battle axe firmly with both hands, and I... ran with Narbant toward Trent and the others.