Kujonin

The next morning, when leaving the abandoned house, the villagers of the remaining village drew attention. Of course they are all dark elves. However, there seems to be no children. Are you on guard for us?

"Oh, good morning. Good morning."

When I said, the residents bowed.

"I'm a cleaning and extermination agent on the street. I came to get rid of the zombies coming out of this area. In addition, I checked black balemo ..."

The opposite is true. The main focus is on black barremo research, followed by zombies.

The inhabitants don't seem to talk much, they just keep looking at them.

"Where are the zombies?"

The residents pointed in different directions. It seems to be everywhere, east, west, north and south.

Before breakfast, we scatter around and head for zombie elimination.

"Zombies are two crops."

Marquez, the pair, began to say that he flew from the morning.

"what do you mean?"

"When zombie germs are spread on human corpses and magical power gathers, they become zombies without permission. If an adventurer falls down and is left unburned, meat and skin are broken down, and when magical powers are gathered, skulls revolve around Become a swordsman. It's convenient, but rarely comes to dungeons on the island. "

It seems to be called double cropping. Dungeon masters have different perspectives.

"So, what is best to bake?"

"When it's baked, it only turns into fertilizer because it only leaves ash. Oh, it's also soap."

"I don't want to use that kind of soap"

"so?"

"Ah, zombies."

"Yes yes"

We are going to get rid of zombies while having such a conversation. Sprinkled with healing medicine and knocked down, baked together. The zombies were easy to find in abandoned villages where there were people and in the grasses along the highways.

A black balemo was piled up like a mountain by the abandoned village. The smell is bad. If you select something that is not black, cut it with a knife and look inside, it turns brown. When I contacted Versa and confirmed my microscopic skills, it was not a curse but a pathogen.

"I have to get rid of the pathogens."

"Is the exterminator a turn?"

Versa and Marquez told me that the job of an exterminator had spread.

Anyway, the surface germs were killed when the cleaner was applied. It has disappeared even with the detection skill and Versa's microscopic skill.

"I won't do the penance of keeping all fields clean-up. It's impossible."

"Collect the bacteria and use them in experiments."

Versa puts potato shards in a jar and seals. I put the cleaner on the outside of the bottle.

The black barremo that has become a mountain has been burned. Abandoned villages are not only here.

Returning for breakfast, a middle-aged dark elf and Seth had a quarrel last night.

"I can't help getting the dark elf to eat something!"

"It's okay, I was hungry, so I just served soup."

"If you eat something that looks good, you'll learn the taste and you won't eat anything! Is there a guarantee that you'll feed them in the future?"

"I don't have it ..."

Seth seems to be pressed.

Beside it, the villagers are scooping up the soup from Seth.

"Good morning. I'm sorry yesterday. I'm sorry."

When I called, the middle-aged dark elf looked back. Wrinkles are deeply carved in the eyebrows, and they look a little smaller than other dark elves, probably because of the stoop. He had a bag in his hand.

"Are you a leader? Did you say you should go home early?"

"There are still zombies in the area. If you don't exterminate and burn, you'll have zombies again. Did you kill the zombies you killed yesterday? If you don't, you may become a skeleton swordsman. "

Roll up quickly.

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

A middle-aged dark elf looked at me from top to bottom. You may not have seen a jumpsuit.

"I'm a cleaning and eradication company.

With that said, I showed my envoy black leather notebook. The middle-aged dark elf looked closely at his notebook and snorted, "Poop."

"These sons and daughters have been sold to your country. Don't get involved anymore."

"We came to Wasteland to stop it. The prices of the slaves of the dark elf have plummeted. Even though they are sold for free, their imports will not stop. The number of refugees is limited, and it's hard to sell more! "

When I rushed to the middle-aged dark elf, the residents seemed to notice that they were finally quarreling.

"I want to conclude this emergency. My employees are offering breakfast and the residents are telling me about the current situation and are asking for their cooperation. That's it. Is there any problem?"

"Do you want to break the curse?"

A middle-aged dark elf asked.

"It's not a curse! It's a germ. Just like we get sick, the corpses turn into zombies, so does Barremo."

The middle-aged dark elf laid down his bag and sat down on the ground.

"... I know that's ourselves, but I don't know what to do."

"I have to think and try it. The larger the number, the more ideas I may come up with. Please help me. I received a special envoy certificate for that.

I invited a middle-aged dark elf for breakfast. The menu is smoked cream soup and dessert eagle caught in the desert. Middle-aged dark elves flattened with the dark elves.

"You, what's your name?"

Asked by a middle-aged dark elf after eating.

"I'm Naoki Komuro, President of Komuro Company, a cleaning and extermination company."

"I'm doing a weird company. It's a seed nursery Raven."

Seedling store? I met for the first time.

"I have a request. Hey, can you come to my house?"

"OK"

I took Marquez and Versa and followed Raven.

Other employees listened to the residents and continued to eliminate the surrounding zombies. Aisle and Shiose say they will go far. Shiose seems to be helping to map the Isle.

Leven's house was about 30 minutes on foot.

Fields spread around the house. It seems that it grows various crops, and the types of leaves growing from the ground differ depending on the ridge. In a place like an arbor with a roof, there are many small pot-sized flower pots, in which seedlings are grown, or seedlings are grown at equal intervals in a large coffin-sized planter.

"Is a nursery working to grow seedlings from seeds?"

"I'm crossing the well-grown vegetable seeds with the vegetable seeds grown here so that I can get a lot of crops. I also grow varieties resistant to pests and diseases. I understand that there isn't one. ''

He seems to have preached to an expert. Don't be ashamed.

"Take a look. It's our barremo."

There were two coffin-sized planters, and the potato leaves were growing. The shape of the leaves is not much different from what we saw in the Southern Hemisphere.

"Oh, the leaves are black. This one is dead."

Bersa said.

"It's annihilation. You can't use elf pesticides or repellents.

Leven dropped his shoulder.

"Is the elf even making pesticides?"

Marquez was surprised.

"Elfs are longevity? Sickness and wounds heal slowly, so healing magic and pharmacy have developed, because they wouldn't have survived. I ordered it, was it useless? ''

"Is that a dark green drug?"

I asked Raven.

"Yes, I got it by force."

It's like a drug we developed.

Has Raven already repeated the experiment?

"Then, the flowers don't bloom. It doesn't help to make strong varieties. Barremo usually grows the same varieties with seed potatoes, so if you get sick, it spreads at once."

"How many more seed potatoes are there?"

Bersa asked Raven.

"Slightly remaining. Can Naoki fly in the sky? Could you get some kind of potato from somewhere?"

"It's okay, but it doesn't make sense to do the same experiment."

"Yes, let's calm down a bit."

"I have good tea."

Marquez laughed.

Reven-san was caught and laughed and guided her to the main building.

Although it is a small one-storey house, it will not be small if you live alone. There was a table in the living room and just four chairs.

"Sit down and wait"

Raven says and goes to boil the water, and we sit in a chair and wait.

On the walls were bookshelves and pictures that were painted by children. I thought it was rude to see the Jirodiro's house, but I could see it.

"Do you have a child?"

I talked to Reven in the kitchen.

"I used to take care of a child I knew a long time ago. As you can see, I'm living alone. Don't listen to my wife."

The water boiled and Marquez served his teapot and served tea. This is a new dungeon tea.

"This tea is delicious! Where did you get it?"

Levun was surprised the moment he drank tea. Marquez only says "secret place".

"Let's make a little plan. It's not going to be an experiment indefinitely. Before the cure of Barreimo's disease, people in that village could starve."

When I had a break I said.

"Why was the potato lost, and people in that village are hungry? What about the wheat?"

Marquez asked Raven.

"Elf brings all the wheat harvested in that village. The land is that of the elf and the dark elves are the peasants. We made potatoes beside the wheat field, but black potatoes came out. From

Levn said a big sigh.

"Even if we were originally equestrians, we were the elves that made the dark elves grow their fields, and we bought the crops we grew up. We lived for hundreds of years, but two years ago a dragon came, The war with the southern Ruinean Union has ended, and trade has begun. ''

While drinking tea, Levun began talking.

"The fabrics and slaves buy more than the elves, and they sell vegetables, fruits, monster meat and fur, anything I've never seen before, especially with abundant preservatives. For just two years, I feel like the dark elves can't live without the Allies of Ruginia, so their punishment has come in the form of a curse, with no connection to the elves.

"Wasn't the elves help with this expansion of Black Barreimo?"

Bersa asked.

"I will help with pesticides and sell food cheaper than ever, but recently nothing ..."

Leven shook his head.

"Apart from what we have, let's talk about it in the future."

Marquez clapped her hand and laughed.

"In future experiments, we will do experiments that do not rely on existing drugs. I am reading a book that much, maybe a solution may be found."

Versa points to a book on the bookshelf.

"Sure, read it again."

Leven nodded.

"We mixed lime powder into the soil in different places, right?"

Bersa asked me. I did that in the Southern Hemisphere.

"There's still a lot to do"

"For the time being, there are few seed potatoes left. Then, did Mr. Leven bring food to those villagers?"

"Yes, but the grain is overwhelming."

"Well then, let's raise cassava?"

Marquez asked Raven.

"It takes time, but let's start making next year's cereal. I will teach you how to make it. Is it possible to get food support from the Allies of the Republic of Rusia this year?"

Marquez asked me.

"How about. I'll ask Alfred later."

"What is Cassava?"

Mr. Ms. Marquez started a cassava course for about three hours due to Leven's careless questions.

Later, I helped Levne's work. Seeds are planted at equal intervals in a vacant pot plant, and the vegetable seedlings are watered and exposed to the sun. There is no easy occupation.

He says he wants to plant pine seedlings near the east coast as a windbreak. He says that he spends many days every year when he has time every year to consider how the wind can be weakened. In fact, the work went faster than expected.

The work is over, and we send Leven home and it's already night. It seems to have to stay at that vacant hotel again tonight.

"There are only elves staying in the fall, so please use it without permission."

I got permission from Leven.

Returning to the inn and reheating the vegetable soup for dinner, Seth came.

"President, that Reven-san, the father of the wind brave."

"What!"

My stupid voice resounded in an unfurnished inn.