Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortified City by Production Magic~

I rode a horse in a ravenous mood and took a village.

My husband looked at the dagger that had been lowered to his waist with his eyes that looked at his parents' revenge, so he laughed at him with a funny nose.

After all, on a daily basis. Come on.

Try pulling out your dagger as you go down the street. Sleek from the sheath, the sashimi is adorned with elaborate and handmade decorations by the boy.

That boy, he knows inside, doesn't he? This dagger is also as easy to use as a decoration is a royal treasure.

It's a dagger, so it's light, easy to shake, and it's shaped like it can be poked. It is also good to have little or no violin. For adventurers, daggers are mostly used as spare or concealed weapons in extreme theory.

If it is about the size of a long sword, it is used for major weapons, but the Lord cannot use a small dagger or knife to fight a warcraft.

So, on the contrary, it is important when you have to, and it is gratifying that you have a dagger that is small and light. Without it, there is no catch, and it can be used to plug into the gap.

With the dagger in his hand, the journey to the Wang capital was such a short time.

Come on, a few more kilometers and you'll see the king's capital.

As I loosely advance the horse with that in mind, heh, a weird carriage catches my eye.

That carriage outside the street had wheels turned sideways and carriage doors open towards the sky.

Well, I mean, the one who says he's rolling over.

There was a crowd of big men with dark green skin, rarely seen in the streets nearby.

Skin with noticeable decomposition and black spots, and stunning bald head. Her nose is big, her eyes crumble to half with wrinkles, and her yellow eyeballs subside.

It's Oak, the warcraft of the Ugly Man Representative.

There are three orcs, holding one hand the leg of the horse where the two were pulling the carriage, burying their faces in their bellies and eating meat.

I glanced at this one with the rash in my mouth, but I immediately put my face back on the belly of the horse.

Apparently, he has an appetite now. Orcs are always true to greed. Appetite, sleep appetite, lust. And it's a killing desire.

Orcs follow every individual's greed at that time. If those two have an appetite, what the hell is that damned thing willing to climb into the carriage?

It is decided. It is lust or desire for slaughter against those who are inside.

"I'm usually a bit of a tough opponent... but it's rather not enough for me right now. Come on"

That's right, squealing, pulling out Mithril's dagger.

I approached him before I could get up here and cut off the arm of the oak that led him up to the carriage.

Slit his neck with a knife to give back, flaunting his face at the scream that pierces his ear. With astonishing sharpness, Oak's neck was amputated to half.

I notice a fellow out of balance and falling off the carriage, and the two orcs roar up and turn around.

"Are you going to come this way? It's easier to stop thinking about yourself."

Set up a dagger and advise so, but the two orcs have kicked and stormed the ground.

"Shit."

Exhale thinly and small, running diagonally forward. It's in the direction of the hand that's out in front of the oak.

He cleaves his hand sticking out as he lays side by side, and leaves on the other side with the momentum as it is.

I put them together and took the back.

"We're not working together."

That's what I say, wield the dagger, and then I slit the medulla oblongata of the two bodies.

Shit. It's going to suck.

As I laughed feeling like I had become a heroic adventurer, something crawled out of the fallen carriage. To that luxurious appearance, I would mistake it for a child at first.

It was a small, skinny woman who showed up. She is an adorable woman with long deep brown hair and eyes that seem to have slept a little.

A carriage trip with a woman like this by herself?

Looking at it like that, the woman who came out of the carriage and went down to the ground looked at this one.

"Thank you so much for your help. My name is Framilia Stratos. I know you have a sawdust name, but could you tell me your name?

That's what they say, and I answer with a clean wipe of dagger stain with a cloth.

"I'm Kusara. Why not? He's a shitty adventurer. It's not a big name."

Laughing and honestly saying so, Flamilia shook her neck left and right and smiled.

"No. If you look at a sword so stunning as to keep an eye on it, you will know that it is you. You're gonna sneak up on the world and do something important, aren't you? Rest assured. I will not pry anything."

"Huh? No, I really..."

"Hehe. I understand. Now that I walk from here to the King's Capital, I would like to thank you at a later date. However, if it was a year ago, there's nothing I can do now..."

Unexpectedly, I call out to Framilia, who, after a gratuity, groans sadly and tries to walk away.

"I'm going to King's Capital too. Come on. Get on the horse. Better be quick."

"Oh, but I can't bother you any more..."

"Look, horses are more delightful to a lady like you than I am."

And, I'm forced to walk out on it. Framilia manipulated the horse in some familiar way and smiled lightly.

"My lady, it's been a long time since I've been called. I'm thirty now, aren't I?

"Ha-ha-ha. Another joke. You don't even look twenty."

"Well, you're good"

Thus, with only a few left, the journey of one man became a journey of two men and two women. Laughing at each other, he enters the King's Capital of Exasperation.

"Which way is Mr. Flamilia going?

"I... what shall I do? The guide has escaped..."

Tilt your neck to Flamilia, who says strange things.

"... What business did you come to Wangdu on?

"I... the house has collapsed, so I was wondering if there are any aristocratic houses or anything that are looking for maids... I had trouble. I didn't mean to say this... I'm embarrassed."

Flamilia dropping her shoulders.

When I saw it, I accidentally said something I didn't look like.

"What, is Mr. Flamilia a free man, too? Same as me. Nothing to be ashamed of. Thank you. If you like, you can follow me. Because I'm easy to protect. I won't regret it."

Encouraged by that, Framilia had been kyotong for a few seconds, but immediately dyed her cheeks and put her hands on her mouth. And he replies with a smile like a flower blossoming.

"Yes, thank you very much."

Take the beauty to the Adventurer's Guild and tell the receptionist, "I've made it easier to discover the dungeon," and a twitch occurs within the Guild.

Soon after, the Alliance Master called me up upstairs and asked me where the dungeon was and what kind of warcraft there might be.

And then he also reports a crusade between Dragon and Armored Lizard, and learns that he was recently auctioned off.

Here, the Alliance Master raised his voice in front of the Alliance's reception to gather adventurers.

"A dungeon was found on the edge of the Marquis Fertio territory. Despite the border, it is also a village where the last reported crusade of dragons and armored lizards has been carried out. The lord is the new Baron Van Nay Fertio, whom we are talking about. From now on, the guild will be ready to build a branch there. As usual, once the branch is formed, I buy all the materials in 20% increments. There will also be a special reward for those who have mapped in the dungeon and are recognized for their achievements."

Tell him so, and the adventurers will make a scene. Well, whoever's after a thousand bucks will head first.

Now that you've made your report, you're also lifting the ban on dungeons. We have to hurry home!

With that in mind, the adventurers in the guild flocked to me all at once.

"I heard the Green Forest Dragon came out and knocked him down, but who crusaded him!?

"Did Baron Van really slash you down!?

"Is the dungeon far from the village!?

Yelling back at the tough men who are looming.

"I can't calm down! I'm busy. Come on! Well, I did report the discovery of the dungeon, so I'm leaving!?

That's what I left behind and pulled Flamilia's hand, out of the guild to escape.

Then the men run from behind.

"Wait! You're gonna dive into the dungeon first!?

"I won't let you! I'll stay with you!

I complained as I turned around to the voices of all those bastards.

"You stay at the inn and then you go home! There's nothing you can do about it!

Oh, I accidentally declared that I would act with Flamilia. I thought so, I looked next door, but Framilia smiled gently at me, so, well, it would be fine.