Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Ever since a herd of man-made monsters flowed from the Magic Vegetable Hole.

The village of Ona, located in the northeast of the Estobian territory, has become the front line in the fight against monsters that flow completely into the territory.

When I felt the need to prepare, I strengthened the village fence and built a small stone tower with artillery.

Village vigilantes, consisting of twenty young people, were able to handle artillery, so their defenses were sufficient without the help of the Adventurer Guild or the city guards of Est.

Before that, Louise, who seems to have been inspired by the power of modern weapons, rarely hits the scouts all the time on horseback in addition to two more warrior squads.

Louise doesn't seem to like firearms for some reason, but her men, Suzanne and Claudia, are now platoons of invincible dragon cavalry (that's what they call horseback cannons) because they can handle artillery even on horseback.

I wondered if it was okay to ride horses or something with all the girls, and the rider was surprised because he seemed to be better off small enough to ride horses right away.

Well, I'm sure Louise is the only one who can really fight as a knight on a horseback ride, but since it's a basic reconnaissance, it's fine with just ranged attacks.

After all, kids are more adaptable.

By the way, when it comes to me being appointed a true knight, I tried to practice a little but gave up riding a horse.

The carriage is easier, so I think it's better to travel that way already.

Even today, I rode a front carriage with Dr. Lyle to pick up the soap and powder I was making in Ona Village.

It was the village of Ona, which was hit a lot by the monster attack on the livestock industry, but it's getting busier than before when our Chamber of Commerce mentored us to help manufacture new products.

I just used it for our money, but I felt good about getting richer in the villages I manage.

"My lord, it's an enemy attack!

"No, I'm not a lord... what, the Louise's on their way"

A young man from the village held an iron cannon and rushed to us.

I'm only a village deputy and not a lord, but yes, I can explain it to the villagers and they won't understand.

Older people have itchy things when they say lord or something.

But the enemy attacked, and in a report earlier that an oak had appeared on the outskirts of the village, the Louise went on horseback to see, did they attack this way?

When the villagers looked in the direction pointing at him, they saw a large unit approaching from the other side of the meadow raising soil and smoke.

I can't tell because it's still small, but is it an oak again? Quite a few.

"Probably a positive move."

Dr. Lyle says with a refreshing smile that the village is under attack.

I know we've been dating a long time now, but it's funny, this guy.

Even though the teacher is a civilian, he surprisingly likes war and stuff...

"Is Orc that smart?"

"There are rare individuals who grow up to Oak Road over the years, they could be a little tough opponents"

Dr. Lyle climbed onto a small tower with turrets with several vigilantes as he cast the magic of stopping in the direction of Oak's battalion.

Doctor, you were a hockey face with a notebook that calculates the angle of the cannon every time.

He says the village is under attack, but pulls a little too carelessly.

Well, I'm just following the teacher's maneuver.

"Anyway, get together and fight!

"Ooh!

More and more vigilantes from the village with the fire rope guns gather around me.

I will distribute the paper pods that were just loaded in the front carriage.

The fire rope gun is not hit with high accuracy.

So if we don't get together and point it at a bunch of enemies and shoot in a bunch of them, it won't work.

Barrage is the one, "Barrage thin," or whatever the guy wants to say, right?

Not as good as our slave girls, but I also train vigilantes in mass combat.

Aligned in a side-by-side row, he waited for a battalion of oaks already approaching this way over the village fence.

Quite a few herds, so if it's true, it's a threat, but I don't feel like losing at all.

Bocco built the sound and the front row of the oak herd fell into the pit.

It was just "Earth Trap," or the earthly magic of the first steps, but causing extensive land collapse.

Fighting in large numbers can be more effective than any attack magic, such as a mere fence or a normal pitfall.

Orc's troops are stuck in pitfalls and stopped just because they were attacking well.

"All right, shoot!

Simultaneous shooting of artillery strikes there.

With the shock of heavy lead rain and above all a loud burst sound, Oak did not begin to lose...

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

A slightly unspeakable scream of tremor rose from behind the herd of oaks, clamping the wolves of the enemy.

Nossoli came forward from the herd, the king of a giant oak twice as tall as a normal oak.

He holds a stonehammer that is even bigger than his body by flipping a large knobbed helmet over to a red cape.

I see, is that Oak Road?

Its majestic flesh was immense violence itself.

Just one shout, give the enemy an instinctive fear and sink the agitation of the herd of oaks.

If you think it's ferocious, not only anger in its cloudy eyes, but even the color of evil intelligence.

I was just frightened of having eyes.

I don't want to deal with them properly, or never.

I thought it was time not to come and I lay my head down with my ears shut.

At that moment, a blast of flames rose with heavy shocks, and enough oakload disappeared into the earth smoke to terrorize both enemy allies.

Dockern! And the sound of the firing that trembles the atmosphere rings late.

The blurb and trembling ground, though I could bear it because I knew the shock was coming.

This one was also desperate to withstand the shaking and blast.

"Ugh, I'm scared while I'm on my side... everyone bounce in and shoot more and more"

"Yes!"

When the earthen smoke subsided, the only thing left where Oak Road was was was a pompous hole.

Oak Road's rare flesh and skin would have blown up in one way or another.

Louise would be sorry to hear that.

I don't know how strong and awesome Oak Road is, but this is what happens because he squeaks out the cannon with a big figure in front of him.

Interpretation was the general level intelligence of Mount Sal.

Burst of cannon at close range.

Even the allies who knew they were coming were about as damaged by the blast and shock, so the herd of orcs who lost their commander would lose to pieces without the art of exchange.

I chased him there and kept the numbers as low as possible.

Zero dead, and the injured were also cured with medicinal herbs and potions.

The more you fight, the richer the village becomes, because the monsters you kill will be a resource with no extra equipment, meat or skin you drop.

"That's great, Dr. Lyle"

I give words of labor to the teacher who came down from the tower.

The teacher commanded the turret and shot in only one shot.

That's all it took for the enemy commander to hit him and finalize his victory.

"Oh, my God, the cannon is with the magic code."

"I see, is that what it is"

I'm starting to get a little scared that I might have given a hell of a new weapon to someone.

Not only can I handle the artillery well on my own, but I even teach tactics by letting the village vigilante operate it.

Isn't Dr. Lyle more of a threat to this world than Oak Road?

Well, you can count on me if I'm on your side.

Business is doing great.

When the business network stretched over the Est 'bor realm was completed and I could own many front carriages, I didn't have to go out on purpose to be able to do all the manufacturing, selling and trading just the slave girls.

I mean, I'm a little free.

The fact that business is going so well is also due in large part to Sharon's arms, who is arranging for the Chamber of Commerce to cut through the whole business.

"Sharon, I'll take the place of the store every once in a while, so come play."

"Well, I have something I'd like to shop for, so I'll go."

Sharon made me look uncommon.

Well, it's a whim of my spare time, but sometimes I want Sharon to rest his bones.

Not only do I want to do business, but sometimes I want to stand at the end of my shop and enjoy the prosperity of my shop.

Even so, the products our Chamber of Commerce deals with are soap, detergent and fireworks.

And I'm not even that busy because I just have the medicinal herbs and wildflowers that Viola picks for me to the extent of the display decorations.

Simply explain and sell the efficacy of soap and detergent while chatting with the city's wives who stop by the store and the castle helpers in Est.

No, when I was a high school student in the modern world, I miss doing mock shops and stuff.

I didn't really actively participate in class ceremonies, but I enjoyed making and selling food to people I didn't know.

It's only been about six months since I've come to another world, but it seems like a distant old event.

"I don't know, it's been a long time since you've been at peace..."

... the customer doesn't come.

It's a pity that firecrackers and kanshaku balls, because they made them as toys, are thought to be completely for combat, and even if I recommend them, they won't sell them to the citizens of the city at all.

I figured we should add a little more repertoire of products.

"Ahhh! There he is!

"Welcome..."

A young woman with a robe with a blue line in the white suddenly breaks into the store and points at me.

You're not the one who knows.

"Welcome first, I come from the Church of Arthama, Sister Steriana."

"It's not a scam that you came from the church..."

Blue on white is the symbol color of Arthama Church.

That's how much I know, and I don't think there's an undeserved person who talks about the name of the church.

I don't really like religious people originally.

I accidentally mixed it up because I got a natural attitude to my nose knowing I was a church person.

"No, I'm a true missionary nun. I'm not even my sister's Sister. It's a real Sister, Steriana!

"Oh, thank you..."

Sister, wearing a hood deep in her eyes, smiles and then puts up a shiny silver ank on her rich chest.

I was just kidding. Did you get it?

"No matter how many times I visited the store, I was in trouble because I couldn't meet the 'rumor' Sawatari. I can also say fate, guide of the Virgin of Creation, which we have met here, ahhh, thank you Arthama!

It looks like a cross, but I'm putting up an ank with a bit of a spread in my head and praying.

All of a sudden in front of the store, I have trouble being prayed for...

By the way, the Church of Arthama is a world religion that also has a large church in this country.

Though I have borrowed from Dr. Lyle the written Bible of the Legend of the World Chuang-Sheng to read the nanomes, thinking this is also a study.

This world, he said, was created eight thousand years ago by the Virgin God named Arthama from the chaos of the Origins, and it is a very thankful religion that it is only the god of women and men are equal, that it is good to forbid racial discrimination and to mercy all living beings.

It is ironic that even though such a lovely faith is a world religion, there is slavery, weak things of power, poor things are abused, and there are races that are openly persecuted like nymphs.

Well, he's the real deal.

Real fantasy is such a thing.

Still, I don't think a helpless, peaceful goddess is a lot better than a weirdly fanatical cult spreading.

Incidentally, the spread of sacred letters that I can (and am supposed to) use throughout the world can also be attributed to the Arthama faith.

Of course, I have never been to church because I have no faith, and I have no use for sacred magic.

Wait, what Sister said about "rumors"?

"'Rumor', is it?

"Eh, 'rumors'. Now that I have come to the city of Est from nowhere (without this) and instantly organized the Great Chamber of Commerce to save the village of Ona from the vicious raid of monsters, the Count has given me the title of Knight and the status of deputy, the hero of Ichioshi, Sawatari..."

"No, that's too much praise."

"I also hear of you as a philanthropist who is saving the children of dying slaves and giving them jobs. Your neighborhood has a good reputation."

"Hey......"

When I get so praised, it gets awkward.

"You're so strong and kind, but unfortunately you don't have faith in Arthama!

"Ha..."

Something, if you think you're gonna compliment me, it's been a hassle.

"But it's like no other sawatari. This Sister Steriana, I apologize for the details. Faith will be slowly deepened in the future, and today it is up to the Sawatari Chamber of Commerce to recommend your visit to the Church."

"Are you coming?

I guess I can't use healing magic with zero magic branding anyway, and I'm not going to deepen my faith at all.

"Just for the record, we get a lot of donations to other chambers of commerce in the city. Ladies and gentlemen of the city, it is helpful because it is the faithful."

"Oh, I see, is that what happened"

Finally, I can read the story. Even in this world, the Church is a powerful man alongside kings.

In doing business in the city, it would be a fair demand to pay for Shoba.

When the city of Est was attacked, church clerics came out and hit the cure.

If you can ask for a donation, you have to think of it as a tax and pay.

"So how much should I donate?"

"That's enough of your willingness."

In the meantime, I offered you a piece of gold.

That, I don't take it.

"I'm fine with all your willingness!

……

Then, another gold coin.

"Thank you for all your willingness!

……

Is it not enough? Then I'll add about five more gold coins.

A gold coin placed on the table jarrah quickly sucked into the hem of Sister's robe.

"Thanks for stopping by! Merciful Arthama will surely also be satisfied with the faithful deeds of Lord Sawatari, who is deeper than the sea and higher than the mountains!

"Yes, thank you"

I can give up as much as a donation as a necessary expense, but it's getting tough to follow this tension.

I want you to go home now.

"Be sure to come to the church once next time in your spare time, this Sister Steriana, it will already be sincere, hands-on and entertaining"

"Really..."

"Oh, uh... dear, call me Leah and take it easy. Everyone close to me calls me that. I'll call you Takel, too, so I'm sure it's nothing."

"Ha... Really?"

Why are you calling me away all of a sudden? This Sister sense of distance is strange.

He's getting closer and closer, and he's riding himself out this side of the store counter.

Whoa, don't put Opie on the counter!

Serving like that won't increase your donation.

Bit of a big deal, I guess you're wondering.

Are you calculating eros that a nun's robe with thick cloth is slightly more accentuated in breast size?

Hmm. Something tells me this Sister vibe is in danger.

It's like I shouldn't be deeply involved......

If I don't even suffer from a community disorder that I don't like talking to the first woman, I'll get rid of it for a good reason.

"Do you have any trouble, it is this Leah's job to help the faithful, the sons of the goddess"

I am currently having trouble with the progression......

It's in the way of business, and could you please go home?

"Dear Sister, nothing in particular, so for today,"

"Ma'am, you can call me Leah, but Takel is so itchy. You're a careful boy!

……

So why are you suddenly feeling like a friend in the first meeting?

I haven't gotten close at all, and it's a strange sense of distance.

It's this way that you don't know the common sense of this world, so even with all the weird things you say and do, you can't barge in cheaply.

It's a fantasy, so maybe Arsama is this kind of friendly teaching.

Sure, it might be easier to gather donations when you're approaching with colorful mummy.

To me I don't like talking to the first woman, it's close to torture...

"Ah yes, let me take off my hood and give it to you. Usually, believers have to get lost, so I hide my face, but I do special services for Takel."

"Uh..."

Suddenly, he began to take off the hood of the robe he was wearing at the depth of his eyes.

I'm just saying, Sister Leah, I'm going to sparkle my eyes and look at this one.

No, normal......

Normal, or indeed a soft clear blonde with beautiful blue eyes. My nose stands out neat, and I think my skin like white magnet is beautiful enough, but Western fantasies like this would be normal.

No matter how beautiful you are, you'll have trouble being shown such exaggerated pretenses and told to comment.

"Eh, should I have taken off that possibly robe too? If it's that way, I don't have to."

"No, no, no, wait a minute, Sister!

Don't take it off normally!

Leah tried to open the robe's chest just because something like this was out of the way.

Even if you don't want to see it, you've thought about the feelings of a man who looks at the valley of his chest!

You're going to laugh later at "he was looking at my chest" anyway.

In view of my series of actions.

I finally understand that this is not a religious reason or anything, but a personality of this Sister.

You can't be a world religion in any fantasy if you suddenly took it off or had such a crazy religion.

Cult religion is also a good place.

"Something's wrong with Takel... I don't know if I'll ever take it off"

What, blackmail?

You mean praise me, I can't help it.

"Eh...... Leah is so beautiful! I thought it was an elf by accident!

"Huh, no. If you get tacky, you praise me too much. I don't know about elves... but unfortunately, your ears aren't pointy."

He seems to be right to praise him, and with a full grin, Leah makes her pointy ears look flickering when she brags about scratching up her blonde hair.

I do have beautiful ears, though.

But I'm a little wussy.

If you're appealed to like that, I won't praise you anymore.

More or less the sisters I met were elves, or if it wasn't elves?

I'm not really interested in what I'm saying.

In the meantime, I just want you to stop stripping in front of my store.

"One more piece of advice to Takel, Sister has a vow of chastity, so don't fall in love with me"

I don't fall in love, where in the conversation was the element of falling in love?

What the hell is this guy...

That's it......, business is so hard.

When such a strange customer arrives, I just don't know how to handle it.

You should praise Sharon later.

"Dear Sister, I also saw your beautiful face, so I'm around here today"

"Right. Now, let's leave Takel with the much appreciated service of Arthamanism. I'll make holy water and stuff on the spot, will I?

No, you can go home now.

I didn't go to church because there's not much demand for holy water or anything.

No, wait, I don't know what's gonna help.

I wonder if I should at least take a sample of the product.

"Uh, it's called holy water"

"Whoa, Takel's here too. Never let the devout faithful ask you to do so. I could use an empty bottle of potion or something, so could you come and get some water, please, with a dash"

I think people are rough sisters, but I was interested in the new item, so I draw water back to about ten empty bottles of potion.

"Are you sure about this?"

"As many as ten...... well, fine. Let's make it your first service offer."

Something's a light system, Arthama Church.

"Steriana, the faithful follower of the Virgin of Creation, Arthama, prays. Show us here one end of the glow of that holy order and grant us the merciful grace of Arthama!

Overlapping the empty bottle and ank of potion, the water inside glistened flutteringly silver as Sisteria prayed.

"Ooh."

"Well, this prayer is not particularly necessary to create, so omit the following."

Then don't say it.

The first long line was only one, and the rest gave light to the water with an ank of pokopoko and silver.

Thanks, that ank sounds like a mediator item for holy water manufacturing.

"Eh, holy water can do one in nine spiritual waters"

"That's amazing"

I can't use magic, so I think its ability is amazing.

... as personality anyway. No, he's got a great personality, but this guy.

"Eh, I'm good at sacred alchemy. You can praise me more. Holy water, by the way, can break the curse or prevent the curse in advance when you sprinkle it on an item. You can attack the undead."

Leah kindly explains to me pointing to a bottle of white water.

I would have loved it if you would have provided me with these normal services from the start.

"Shall I give it a try? Do you have any items on hand that you usually use?

"Uh, how about this?"

I kept the magic item "Fireball Wand" on the table, which I use conveniently.

There Leah, gently pour down a bottle of holy water.

"Now it's 'Holy Fireball Wand'. It takes the protection of Arthama to make me feel better about fuel consumption. It should be harder to curse."

"I see..."

He then explains it by pointing to a bottle of water that shines in silver.

"This spiritual water, even if consumed as it is, is nourishing and helps to restore abnormal conditions. Isn't it a popular use to synthesize with the recovery potion to create a psychic drug (elixir)?"

"Hmm, you'll learn"

Sure, there was an elixir even though it sounded like the top compatibility of the recovery potion, but that's how you make it.

I knew the recovery system was involved in sacred magic.

"This time it's really special, so don't tell me you had Sister make holy water elsewhere. I would have asked you to come to church and exchange it with a lot of visitors."

"Thank you very much for that."

I kind of thought this guy was more like a merchant than a Sister.

The point is, I feel a little sympathetic.

When it comes to missionary nuns, it feels like they're walking around preaching their teachings, so maybe they're closer to nature and going to business.

The way you asked for a donation earlier was also grand.

"And you should also keep it to yourself that you saw my face. It's hard for Takel to get resented by my fans."

"Really?"

"Even if they resent you and curse you, the holy water will protect you,"

……

I'm good, but who told me to say good things?

"Whatever it is, I can show you to church now. You don't have to."

"I have a store number now, sorry"

Holy water was appreciated, so let's go home now.

"After all, should I have taken off my robe as well as my hood to show it"

"No, because I've had enough of that"

"Takel is a boy, so did you want that service?

"No, I'm really fine now..."

Please, just go home already!

In the end, Sister Leah didn't sit at this rate and go into business until Sharon came back to the store and chased me away.

Even when it comes to store numbers in a nutshell, it was once again a day to bite Sharon's greatness that you were struggling.