Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The cold winter air resembles the strings of a tight bow.

Shake clean and solemn signs to silence those within its cold range.

Thanks to this, it is very quiet in the winter forest.

In such quiet, I carefully explore the signs around me.

Standing on your knees, the cold air rising from the wet ground relentlessly sharpens your focus.

Tough.

I want to go home and enter the futon.

I want to take a vacation and go to the hot spring.

Suffering from the root desires, gaining a senseless response from the knowledge and experience I have learned, I stand up with a thin exhalation.

"There doesn't seem to be any suspicious signs. Let's go a little further."

On my instructions, the guards under my command understood with a mixed expression of relief and annoyance.

Restlessness knows that dangerous wildlife and monsters, especially Trent, are not nearby.

I know that the smell of trouble divides the forest even further in this cold.

That's going to be a complicated look.

I know how you feel. I'll never lose if I want to go home again.

But this forest is special.

A month or so ago, the forest where the eight Treants who attacked the village of Ajol came out is where we are now.

Is there any other Trent left?

If not, what happens to the wildlife after that?

To be sure, the battle of Trent, at the expense of the village of Ajol, is not over.

Dear God, the nearest settlement in this forest has become the only one in Adele, a very productive village.

And now in the village of Adele, there are people who have lost the village of Adele.

From the management side of the Border Territories, or from my emotional side, we cannot afford to sacrifice ourselves here again.

I chew through my jaw with a leaking grievance and look around at the guards.

They are more professional than I am.

Needless to say, the bone marrow is stained with what this painful mission is for.

When I nod one more time, they also squeeze their expressions and nod back.

I feel it is hard.

The dissatisfaction comes out.

It's a human thing, there's nothing you can do.

However, their forged professional consciousness and personality will crush them and move forward.

How trustworthy of them to actually do what they do to protect the people of the Border Territories.

Unbelievable old men and those who messed with their grandpa, but the contents are hot men.

I have to do an apprenticeship, too. Even if they lead them as superiors.

At least I don't feel comfortable following such a superior officer, so I don't want to increase the patient seeds of my men.

This is a heavy burden to stand on.

I carry consciousness, silently and patiently exploring the forest.

A strange smell is noticed on the way as you follow Trent's march, which was not healed by the forest even in January.

"This smell...."

Typically described as a rotten egg-like smell, this forest has an unparalleled irritating odor.

However, according to advance information, it would have been possible if Trent had been there.

"This way, right? Ladies and gentlemen, I smell a substance associated with Trent. Be vigilant."

The guards were strangely snorting while they understood. They can't feel anything but me.

Let's have a little scary talk here.

Since the Battle of Trent, my five senses have become more acute.

I hope it is because of my mind, but the wound may heal quickly.

I thought the wounds I suffered in the battle of Trent and the cracks on my ribs and right arm bones had already healed.

Because of the relocation plan in Ajol Village, it was no big deal. I was working laughing and deceptively, but after a week, the pain subsided and after two weeks, there was no problem with a fairly intense exercise.

At that time, I was delighted that it would be convenient for me to protect the Yuika Goddess, but I felt a little overzealous when I was too busy.

It is difficult to compare with others because it is a shapeless thing, but I think it is separated from the people of this world by a boulder.

Light fantasy.

A fantasy that is not unfavourable to humanity, or a fantasy that is in my favor.

Is there really a level-up system, this world?

Of course not, of course not.

When I investigated the monster, there were examples of how to crush it and how to crush it.

In other words, there are many who have defeated monsters besides me, of course.

However, the statement that special flesh has been strengthened does not exist as a legend or legend.

Am I the only one fantasizing?

There was also a mysterious message during the Battle of Trent.

Speaking of which, I don't care at all, but I have memories like I used to. This is probably a rare event.

It's about time we had a good year. Could you tell someone about my wonders? If there's a god, maybe it's your specialty.

As I followed the smell with concern, colors that could not be found in the forest appeared.

In the forest, when the light of the sun is disturbingly reflected, mineral yellow, red, and silver colors spread to the dark green world.

A variety of light sources were bark with glassy epidermis. Inside, colorful substances can be seen through, and it doesn't look like a candied glass bottle.

However, unfortunately, it is not a color that will make your appetite flourish.

Red is a starchy color with no sense of transparency, and silver is dull. Yellow still feels clear, but this yellow is the source of irritating odors like rotten eggs.

In case these stimulate your appetite, it is better not to mouth them. A small amount may be better for the body, but it may be poisonous.

"Sir, this is...."

One of the guards is gently opening his mouth and rounding his eyes to a giant glass bottle.

It's not impossible. It's a fantastic sight. It is enough to take money and make it a sight to see.

"You've all heard of it. This is Trent's tree house. That said, I've never seen it before."

"Oh, wow, this is..."

The guards who are the first to fight monsters are knowledgeable about monster entanglement. It is said that Trent's tree house, with convincing and impressive eyes, sees a strange sight.

The Sakura Border Territory is a region that is not ashamed of the letters of the border and has considerable contact with monsters. Because monsters flow from the Dragon Naruto Mountains and their great forests.

In particular, there are a significant number of people who say that werewolves have a wide range of activities, have many opportunities for contact, and have actually fought.

There are few guards who see things called werewolf graveyards, even in the case of human wolf relationships where there are so many contacts.

This seems to be the place where the long-lived werewolves gather, and the remains of the werewolves accumulate as a mass of metal. It's a precious mineral vein in this world.

Fewer than ten cases of graveyards being discovered in Sakura Border Territory are rare. It is also difficult to say that a graveyard is small enough to be able to harvest metal in abundance.

There are also huge graveyards in the world, and the amount of metallic resources from them is enough to support the kingdom.

I'm really flattered.

During the buoyancy of the kingdom, as a frontier uncle at that time, it was said to be a large vault that supported the power of the current Marquis d 'Atara, which held the front line against monsters.

On the other hand, Torrent has a narrow range of motion due to its slowness, and the actual number of encounters is exceptionally low. This Ajol Village case is an unfortunate one.

Because of the species Trent, Trent's tree houses report fewer discoveries than wolf cemeteries.

As can be seen from the presence of the house, the corpse of the gorilla wearing the wooden full body armor usually stands still in this strange glass-bottled tree.

It's hard to believe because I haven't actually seen it, but it was written in the literature.

Even the tree house in front of me now has a hole that is too big for Uro, and I don't feel persuasive because it seems like there is a full amount of torrent in there.

I don't believe it until I actually witnessed it.

Regardless, such a precious tree house in Trento, the strange glassy bark is slightly glassy.

I really thought it was cool. It is suspicious that it may be called bark anymore.

However, areas famous for their glass industry are harvesting and reusing glass bark from the tree house in Trent. So it seems true that the glass industry can be maintained on a scale that is not possible elsewhere.

Even when I heard about the flow of obtaining metallic resources from werewolf carcasses, it is a fantasy element that shows humanity kindness in strange places.

And that's not all about kindness.

It is a variety of (bad) substances like candy attached to glass bottles.

Arthur of King's Landing told a historian that yellow could be sulfur in that candy.

I really thought it was cool.

But the smell that actually drifts subtly is sulfur, so maybe it's serious.

Otherwise, the results of the analysis conducted by musicians in King's Landing suggest that red is a species of phosphorus and silver is around magnesium.

Look carefully for lies or truths with real objects.

If it were those substances, it would be very helpful.

Especially sulfur.

Thank you so much.

I don't know how much ancient civilization was used, but I don't see any sulfur in this world.

It seems like it can be taken in trace amounts in hot spring areas, but even with such a small amount, sulfur is so important that there is nothing you can do about it.

To be precise, sulfuric acid, which can be made from sulfur, is important.

If sulfuric acid is obtained directly, sulfur is unnecessary, but since there is no such method of obtaining it in this world, sulfur is important.

The sulfur is in front of us now.

Now, if I can finally realize what I've been struggling with and this, I secrete the happiness of the momentum of my brain narcotics developing flower fields.

Before this happiness, it doesn't matter why Trent makes such a mysterious home. It is always the truth that matters.

The happiness of this time is that we can harvest depleting resources that are useful for civilization, both from human wolves and from Trent.

Ah, if there were monsters like this in my previous life's memory, I would have saved a lot of people.

We didn't always have enough resources.

If there is a presence with such characteristics, it is not strange that it is deified.

Disasters are coming, but so are polytheistic gods. I have no choice but to worship and give my best regards.

Thank you, Fantasy.

Thank you, Fantasy God.

By the way, which god are you?

In the meantime, I don't know, so I would like to offer a prayer of gratitude to my goddess Yuika.

Let's make sure the surroundings are safe and ready to collect valuable resources.

I hope there's no other Trent.

But if we have more Trent tree houses... no, it's careless.