Hitsugi no Maou

Fifty-one Stories: Supply Battle I

The next morning, Sabitoga and the others began to act after the sky over their heads was like a single water board with a strong blue belt.

I put up a grass tent on the shore last night and slept equally while changing watches one by one. Enough rest was given for no one's raid throughout the night, but everyone who woke up spoke of hunger without exception.

There was still no food left in Straw's luggage bag, and the four of them did not possess anything that could be spoken of except essentially, drinking water.

Sabitoga turned his mind by alternating between a huge puddle of water and a kaba tree standing spread across its opposite side. Kaba tree standing is not so dense as to say forest, and beyond it you can see depressed horizontal holes opening their mouths on the walls of the big holes.

Cave with high ceilings and dark darkness. It was clear that Sabitoga and the others were on their way.

The Demon King said there was a demon to kill ahead. Then it is also conceivable to come through the cave from the devil, and strike the rustlers.

Staying at the bottom of the hole with no escape behind you for a long time is not a good idea. I can't even move on without food replenishment.

One day. Long or two. I thought that was the limit number of days that I could stay on this occasion. The 'smell' generated by man's living stains the land over time and drifts out to the outside. A reasonable line would be the number of days to stop without knowing the situation ahead.

Originally, the Demon King himself, who remained disappeared, was the material of concern, but when he suddenly appeared, he couldn't help but be scared forever of his disappeared unidentified opponent.

Whatever it was, securing food was a prerequisite. Sabitoga and the others scatter to the bottom of the hole to the extent that the appearance of the scab can be seen.

Quickly (just now) taking off his clothes (not) and then turning his back on the ledges and girls heading to the puddle, Sabitoga began to look into Kaba tree standing first. Run your eyes through the branches and loosen the trunks (miki) to find out if there are any small animals or insects in the trees that nest.

Then the ten trees and the green fruits fell apart from the trees without shaking them. If you raise your gaze, Yadrigi parasitizes on one of the branches, tying countless fine fruits.

Yadrigi fruit...... Sabitoga had taught it as a toxic fruit that should not be spoken of during the army years. I eat birds, but not people. Neither stems nor roots can be edible.

Sabitoga only did his gaze again after falling, and immediately reached for the trunk (miki) of the tree next to him. Then, under the flat of his hand, something crumbles.

In the trunk of the kabanoki, there were surprising mushrooms that looked very similar to the big brown, edible yamadritake. Sabitoga unexpectedly distorted her face, shaking (yu) the trunk several degrees as it was, leaving the tree.

Mushrooms are difficult to discern for poison or not, and often do not take a great deal of nourishment depending on their size. Even if it had grown in large quantities, we could not expect results commensurate with the risk of poisoning.

The bottom of the hole somehow had a much richer ecosystem than the outside world. But that was also why the Explorer's own knowledge and sense of crisis had been tested.

The seemingly edible plants and mushrooms grow under the roots of trees and in the shadows of stones. But half of them were poisonous seeds known to Sabitoga and non-edible plants unsuitable for consumption.

Even if you shake dozens of them and trees, there's no sign of a squirrel or a caterpillar popping up. Outside the puddle, there were no signs of animals at all.

Sabitoga eventually gave up animal prey and collected more than a hug (or one) of young cidas from a tree stand, a treasure trove of yadrigi, mushrooms and plants of a strange kind.

All cetaceans can be eaten by heating. When I was hungry, I told him to simmer and eat the cidas, something he used to say in the orphanage.

When I brought back Siddha, Straw was branching over the burning fire by the tent. If you look at it, two shells with yadkali that Ledge took last night are thrown together in the fire.

Baked yadkari? and to Sabitoga, who leans over the eyebrow root (Mayu), said Straw as he took out an empty bottle (bin) that had one day's vow liquor in it.

"We'll crush the roasted yadkali and put it in the bottle. Insert the 'ginger' made of this kabanoki skin into the mouth of the bottle. When it sinks into the water, a fish comes in through the mouth of the bottle that smells like fragrant yadkari"

"Oh, 'Jana Fishing'? But the bottle mouth is too narrow to target the big fish."

"I'll make a real trick later. Now, for now, eat something, or you'll lose your stomach."

Shortly after Straw shrugging his shoulders looked strangely at Siddha in Sabitoga's arms. A ledge that was in a puddle suddenly raised a blister and flew something ashore.

Before the eyes of Sabitoga and Straw, who turned a little, in the soft mud (duro), the tortoise's armor pierced him like a meteorite.