Golden Experience

Most of the archipelago is covered in thick clouds, with little sunlight reaching the ground.

It wasn't as dark as night, but the gloomy atmosphere didn't look like a healthy place for humankind.

"... I wonder if the typhoon is approaching. But the sea was quiet."

I see. It doesn't seem to have any special atmospheric pressure or humidity. That cloud is probably not natural.

Someone is producing that cloud over a wide area for some purpose.

"Who's floating clouds for what?"

"It is reasonable to think that this widespread occurrence is the result of the existence that actually controls the area....."

"─ ─ Maybe someone named King of the Bugs is welcoming me knowing that Blanc is coming. Blanc doesn't like the sun."

Envy, who came up from the sea, said as he drained the water with a 'wash'.

"Oh, that's great, Envy! Adopt the plan!

<... it's very easy to recruit, but it's extremely unlikely that it's true. First of all, I wonder if the King of the Bugs knows Blanc.

Well, let's try landing first. That way you'll know if I'm welcome. "

Looking lightly, it seemed that there was no port facility like a port.

I had no choice but to dock my ship offshore, and from there, I decided to "fly" to the beach and land.

For some reason, this ship is not loaded with small boats for landing. This is the only way to land.

Did you see the boat coming? There was a crowd of people gathered on the beach.

I don't know if it's a windproof forest or a sand-proof forest, but there's an orderly line of pine trees across the beach. It seems that there is a settlement behind it.

The crowd dressed like a medieval Nihon peasant, but nobody had a beautiful yet glorious atmosphere.

The peasants had sickles, knives, fishing rods, etc. in their hands, and apparently cautioned Blancs against them.

"─ ─ Ah, you guys! What the hell! You're one of those freaky monkeys I'm talking about!

Wearing something like a business suit or a very flat suit while still looking beautiful in the western world, they are approaching to threaten with sickles and fishing rods.

Besides, it's this accented intonation.

You feel very uncomfortable and your brain is about to get confused.

"... at least this isn't the air to be welcomed.

Envy, I'm sorry! Give this apple to the wrong person as a pity prize. ─ ─ Yes. Eat well. "

Wow.

Envy rode on the apple she received and quickly ate it when she sucked. It's a bit unusual, but it's a little better than swallowing. This would look human if you were talking about apple snackers.

< When you're playing? The humans are being taken apart. I'm a little worried about the word "monster", and if you can communicate through conversation, you should be able to hear a lot of things. First of all, be friendly.

"─ ─ Magnum, who controls the Central Continent, doesn't have a way of speaking to Blanc, one of its members? If you don't even have the cultivation to respect the person in front of you, I'll teach you ─ ─ Yes!

I told you to be friendly. Please keep your mouth shut for a moment. Um, I can't talk about the negotiation, Mr. Bran... but Envy... yeah, please, Mr. Bran.

I can't help but be told by my super competent secretary, Sugar.

Bran, the leader, should still speak here.

Somehow, I felt like I had to revive the loser because there was nothing left after the erasure, but it was because of my mind.

I've been working with Blanc and Rare for a long time.

By placing himself in Magnum, Blanc has gained a lot.

I know how to wear a cat by looking at a rare one. You can also use Lyla as a reference for how to blow aggressive horses. The professor doesn't know what he's talking about, so I'll leave him alone.

Now is the time to show them the results of their learning.

"Excuse me for a sudden visit. We've come from another continent looking for insects, uh... pest exterminators! Ruling the Central Continent is about sharing, isn't it? Speaking of pest control over there, Magnum Melm Company! so well known.

So this time, I wanted to open up a new share. Is there anything wrong with you guys about insects? White ants. "

<... Mr. Blanc, that's exactly... If this were the case, I should have educated Vinea better without being weird... "

Sugar is holding his head.

Again, pest control may not have been considered enough in front of the sugar of the top species of the insect system.

Well, if you hold your head from above the robe, the distorted shape of your head will rise, so I think you should stop.

Fortunately, the peasants didn't care about Sugar.

Everyone was paying more attention to Bran's words.

"You're going to deal with the bug...?!

"And white ants! Well then, that crazy turmite...."

It was Lyla's imitation and she blew it properly, but it seems to have hit an important part of them.

"─ ─ I wonder if you're really in trouble with pests."

Of course, not only the rare ones, but also the tightness of the thistle that I learned when I saw the bamboo.

To hear the peasants say they are plagued by insect monsters, Bran and his crew were taken to a nearby settlement.

I decided to be a farmer because of my dress, but the main industry seems to be fishing. There are fields, but they usually make a living by catching fish.

When I heard from the fishermen, I saw the general situation in the Far East Islands.

They were originally inhabited by their spirits in this land, and it was not so bad for a white ant monster named Turmite, which has also been rooted since ancient times.

It's not so much about coexistence, but it's not like it's in conflict.

I got the impression that the spirits lived in Merchen, but the spirits were nothing else, these fishermen.

When asked to "appraise", the race is certainly a spirit.

According to an annotation from Sugar, the Spirit is the superior species of High Elf.

It's not that talented, but it's because there are only spirits in this land. If the Spirit mates with Elves and High Elves, the child born will be matched to the lower race, but if there is only a Spirit from the beginning, no matter how old it is, the lower race will not be born. Also, because it is a single people, it is also highly cohesive, and there are no evil people born to kill their clan so bad that they fall into the way.

For that reason, Sugar predicted that there might be many weakened spirits. Even though it's weaker, it's considerably stronger than a typical elf on the Central Continent.

There are powerful monsters besides the Tarmite, but it seems that the general public, such as fishermen and farmers in the interior, rarely fights with the "Onmyoji" and "Samurai" fighters who specialize in monster hunting.

They are not in conflict with the Tarmites because they have complete control by the herd's bosses and will not attack the Spirits.

In the distant past, the spirits fought against each other over the feeding grounds, and that was the momentum that had just fed each other, but as the spirits learned agriculture and fisheries, they calmed down naturally, and only now they have established a relationship that is close to non-interference with each other.

That was supposed to happen.

The situation changed about 500 years ago.

Like Blanc this time, there was an old man who had flown to an island on an archipelago that looked like a ship.

It was thought that the ship was wrecked by meteors that fell far north, golden snakes that appeared everywhere afterwards, and frequent mysterious earthquakes.

The snake and earthquake had already subsided at that time, but if that was the cause, it was possible that the old man had wandered the sea for months.

The people of the island felt sorry for and saved such an old man.

But it became a vendetta.

When the old man destroyed the island and turned all its inhabitants into undead, he began to pay his allowances and gradually attacked the surroundings.

Onmyo masters and samurai, who are familiar with the art, have gathered from all over the country to crush the old man.

But no one came back alone.

Everything turned to undead and ended up just increasing the power of the old man.

Eventually, the clouds covered the sky, the sun covered and the crops barely grew, causing not only the imminent threat of undead, but also hunger to haunt the spirits.

It is unclear whether that was the trigger or another factor, but from this time onwards, turmites that behave strangely began to appear.

Assault spirits, eat houses, and desecrate fields.

Even though the yield has dropped, the spirits cannot live if all the crops that have grown slightly have been roughed up.

Some spirits insisted on eating the turmites in the opposite direction, but it was far from the past that they fought with the turmites in a bloody fight.

Now that agricultural work was the main thing, the general spirits were not very rival to them. Both Yin Yang and Samurai of the line of request have challenged the old man to reduce the number.

The Spirit has changed the Undead and the Crazy Turmite that attacks the Spirit.

That seems to be the problem plaguing the Far East Islands now.

"I poked my weapon at you because I was worried that Grandpa Moon's friends might have come to this island.

I can't believe they didn't come here to exterminate the pest... they did something rude. "

"No, don't worry about it"

When it comes to pest exterminators, Bran simply said so verbally. I don't have a business card, and I have nothing to prove.

Nevertheless, I wonder if such a polite response would be too good for people.

The monster old man would have succeeded in spreading the undead on the island with the goodness of these spirits.

I thought I would do something terrible, but at the same time I thought I would do it well.

Then Bran decided to imitate it.

Fortunately, the Spirits have never doubted Blanc.

We will continue to use spirits as pest exterminators to feed Indigo's hungry white ants.

Suppose the innocent inhabitants asked for it, it would be possible to escape even if the King of the Bugs made a complaint.

"Oh, by the way. What happened to the boss of the turmite herd? Until then, the behavior of the turmites under strong control suddenly went crazy, meaning that there was a change in the system, or there was a revolution in the turmites' regime."

"... I don't know what you're talking about, but I don't know what happened to the turmite boss. Some of the turmites started eating together. Whether the boss is also decent....."

If the white ants are not dead, it is reasonable to assume that the boss of the white ants is alive. At present, anyway, it is not difficult to imagine that it would have been a society based on "mission" from the point of view that it was once under strong control, and it is certainly not a revolution beyond such a social structure.

However, even if they were alive, it is uncertain whether they are in a decent state, as this fisherman says.

Like the other white ants, it is possible that they have gone crazy enough not to stop eating together.

If possible, you should look into the details and tell Rare.

If it's decent, you might think you'll build a cooperative relationship, or if it's not decent, Rare will take care of it.

I am also concerned about the existence of an old man who manipulates the undead.

If a change in the behavior patterns of the white ants is causing the emergence of this old man, this old man will have the power to influence not only the undead but also the insect monsters.

Half of the blank cartels this time are insects or undead.

I cannot fail to be alert to this old man.

"In the meantime, it's okay to clean the white ants from the surrounding area. We'll talk about the bill later, so let's take a look around first."

When Envy contacted Rare about his arrival in the Far East Islands, he replied that he had found something interesting to do properly.

As Sugar once said. I'm busy now, so I'll talk to you later.

As long as I didn't kill the king of the worms, I didn't mind doing anything.

Envy, who heard of it, said that she had done it before and that she was used to it, and her nose was swollen and stretched.

That's why I looked around the neighborhood lightly while also investigating.

I don't feel like there is an undead atmosphere, but I know that there are multiple lumps of LP with a non-calm atmosphere watching the settlement.

When I tried "appraisal", it said "portermite". This is the white ant in question.

"─ ─ Alright, let's catch him from one end and 'summon' him to eat him!

However, unfortunately, Indigo didn't see any change simply by feeding the white ants.

However, when I defeated the weakened white ant myself and ate it, I found that the body was growing slightly. Because it was heavy when I lifted it up.

This means that young birds need hunting experience to grow.

This is a big step in ziz ecology. You should summarize it in a paper or present it at a tea party.

So I asked Sugar for his consent.

<... no, that's not why I gave you experience to hunt. >