The newly emerging dungeon was fortunately a Class C dungeon.
It's a good thing it wasn't a B-class dungeon, but the demons that emerge are bad.
The demon we identified in the dungeon was a dog-shaped demon called [Blackdog].
Strength is at the top of the demons that appear in a C-level dungeon, a dangerous demon that eats and kills adventurers while flirting with quick movements and sharp fangs.
He looks no different than a big dog, but his personality is rabid and greedy, and the prey he finds once invariably strikes.
Dangerous demons that continue to chase themselves until they devour their opponents with tough fangs.
The only subjects that demons strike during the breeding season are people who said humans and subhumans, not animals.
It has long been said that the dungeon has a will and that the demons born in the dungeon are influenced by the will of the dungeon.
This is an escape with a villager who can't fight, so if [Blackdog] finds him, he'll be able to keep chasing him until he dies.
In fact, I made the decision to escape, but anxious thoughts come in.
"Blackdog...... you suck"
"So what do you expect the villagers to move quickly? If we keep going at night, we'll make it to Critical Street, right?
"Because the villagers are normal people who haven't even worked out from day to day, they're not walking around every day wearing heavy gear like adventurers. Our basic health is completely different from ours. Plus there's life luggage, and some of the villagers are a few but old people. If you keep up with the speed of the old man, he said he walked all day. He could travel a long way."
"So build a protective fence around the village, like Mr. Label said first, and endure until backup comes?
"That's what I can't do. From now on, I've built a fence to prevent intrusion, and if I push it, I'll only be able to build a fence that's poor enough to fall. If the fence is broken somewhere, it will only be ravaged from all directions."
"So what do you do?
"After all, the village will have to give up and evacuate to the city. We'll do our best to disperse the number of demons."
As originally planned, the villagers decided to evacuate against the city.
"Yeah. I'd like you to tell me if there's anything I can do to help."
"As a precaution you can take right away. There's a thing called creating stinky bags... that you don't like Lion... well, it stinks a little bit, but can you do it?
"What's a stinking bag? The one you use for that dungeon break?
"It's the one that came from that one. The smoke balls I always use were made by merchants adding arrangements. The craftsmen are making it, and there are special tools to make it, and there are many manufacturing processes. It's easier for me to make it. It stinks a little, but it would definitely help."
"Fugyu, I really don't like it, but you can't say that. Ok...... I was entrusted"
"I thought Lion would say that."
I teach Lion how to make stinky bags.
The ingredients used are grass broth, oil, reptiles, etc., and it is not easy to confirm that we were making a map of the area around the village.
But it's already dark today, so we plan to collect the ingredients as the sun rises.
So there's very little I can do today, so I put the battle lion to rest first.
In the breeding season, Lion will always find herself in the harshest of situations.
So I want you to rest a little while while you can.
Afterwards, I confirmed that Lion had fallen asleep, and I was in the dark woods setting up several impromptu traps.
This trap was not a monster control, it was a trap for hunting animals living in the woods.
After setting up some traps, I decided to take a break too.
From now on, I'll be able to sleep for about two hours.
Thus ended the first day.
On the morning of the second day, me and Lion start collecting the ingredients needed to create the stinking bag.
At the same time, the packed villagers were asked to leave from the village for the capital.
The breeding season is tomorrow, so I'd like you to increase your distance a little bit.
I'll check on them before the villagers leave.
The villagers were piling their luggage on a larger trolley with three cars in the village.
A simple calculation would have enough baggage for ten people in one trolley.
I could be away from the village for a month.
There will be no choice but to increase the number of items from gold to clothing and luggage.
The trolley also weighed quite a bit because the old man who could not walk and so on was said to be on the trolley.
It will take two villagers to pull one trolley and move on.
Of course, the streets are not flat, but some slopes, downhills, and poor road surfaces.
In the present situation, the limit would be between ten and fifteen kilometers even if we proceeded in a day.
Since the distance to the capital is about fifty kilometers, simple calculations alone are expected to take at least three days.
I wanted the villagers to get some distance while we were getting ready.
"Excuse me, village chief. Please follow the meeting."
"Okay. But don't push the labels either."
"Naturally. But let me do what I can."
Hand the village chief a map carved out of the route until he comes to this village, and I'm asking the village chief to proceed to Route Street.
I'm giving Dan the same thing as this map.
If Dan would bring an adventurer, he would surely meet him somewhere.
Unless it's breeding season, I don't have to worry about getting attacked by demons, and I've given some items for repelling as insurance.
And even in the breeding season, I thought if we chased them, the villagers would be less harmed.
For once, I ask the man who lived hunting in the village about the villagers.
I'd love to if we could bribe everything together, but that's impossible.
I'm sorry, but we need the villagers to increase their chances of their lives being saved.
A few hours later, I also had all the ingredients I needed for the stinking bag, and as it was, Lion went into the production of the stinking bag for me.
I simmer all the ingredients into the pan until it is dry, but even during the production process, it produces an awesome odor.
It was a lion that came on full defense, but screamed at a stranger odor than expected, while still desperately continuing to make stinking bags.
In the meantime, I left Lyon and I was visiting the woods again.
And check one trap at a time I set up last night.
"Oops, it's on."
Some traps are hung by large carnivorous animals, with their feet fixed and unable to move.
I work with trapped animals and drain blood.
"I'm sorry. To increase our chances of survival. Forgive me."
After the blood drain was finished, the skin was worn with a knife.
After peeling the leather, pick up the twigs nearby and cook them all.
I baked it to prevent it from getting rotten and damaged, and all I needed was peeled leather.
First take the peeled skin to a nearby river and carefully wash it.
I removed the water from the washed skin with a dry magic stone made of demon stone, and I removed another flat magic stone from the backpack.
This is a magic stone that has been processed for use by tanneries.
When making the usual leather,
1. [Watermarination]
2. [Backing]
3. [Hair removal]
4. [Split]
5. [Dirt]
and so on. It cannot be made without going through a process exceeding twenty in total.
But with this magic stone, those processes can be forcibly shortened by magic.
All I had to do was activate the magic stone and let it slide over the washed skin, and my hair fell off on its own.
It is also weaker in strength and considerably lower in quality than leather products made in the regular process, but it is a useful tool that can be used when repairing emergency protective equipment, etc.
I was right to bring this breeding escort so that I could fix both of my protective gear as soon as it was damaged.
When I make a few pieces of leather out of a magic stone, I cut and sew them together.
It took me hours to build up some gear.
"Is this okay? You managed to make it."
I stared satisfactorily at the gear I was able to do.
Upon returning to the village, the village was full of the raw odor characteristic of the [stinking bag].
I smelled the smell and was sure it was done properly.
"You said you didn't like this smell and Lion seemed to work hard on it. Well, we have to get out of here at all costs!
I rushed to Lyon's.
Upon entering the working cabin, Lion greeted me with a long cloth glue-wrapped around the bottom half of my face.
"Well done. I can smell it, but I think it's working."
"Really? Yes."
I imagined he was exhausted from being hit by a bad smell, but Lion was surprisingly healthy.
"Are you all right? You smell sick or something?
"I felt sick at first, but now that I'm used to it, I'm fine. Did I smell too much smell and my nose went crazy?
"Maybe you're used to it. Then I'll be fine now. If you get used to this smell, you'll loosen up your future adventurer life. This was an unexpected gain."
"Really? I'd love to, but... it's a little complicated"
"There it is. Leave the stinking bag thing alone for now, Lion, and try on this gear."
That's what I said. I handed the leather gear I made earlier from the backpack.
To protect the gear around the neck and to the elbow, there is one shorter robe adjusted by the length of the collar to the elbow.
And one skirt-shaped piece of gear to protect your buttocks and thighs.
Both are made loosely so as not to inhibit movement.
A lot of people would imagine something cute and fashionable if they heard of robes and skirts, but what they're saying is the old man made impromptu equipment that doesn't look good either.
However, Lyon's current equipment is a light outfit with lots of gaps.
The entire chest and wrists to elbows and between the hives and ankles are protected, but elsewhere was defenseless.
During this battle, [Blackdog] may be able to eat defenseless places.
I hope this gear helps at all.
"What, to me? Can I have it?
"Yeah, the amateur I made impromptu equipment, but without it, the survival rate should change dramatically. Don't hesitate to equip me."
"Thank you, Mr. Label. I've never received a gift before..."
Lyon held it in his chest like it mattered when he received his gear from me.
Afterwards, when they showed me that they were equipped, my neck, shoulders, upper arms and buttocks and thighs were in a protected shape, as I expected.
"Leon, what do you think? Is there anything weird about this?
"Huh? Huh? It's uncomfortable!? Nothing at all. Mr. Label, how about...? Do you look good?"
Lion, who was happily in gear and in an upbeat and circling mood, was shocked to be heard.
Even if you ask me it suits you, it's just leather gear...
"Oh, isn't that nice?
That's what I answered.
"I did it."
Good thing Lion seems happy.
Now most of Lion's body is protected.
This equipment is made of a triple layer of leather, so if you call it black dock fangs, they will prevent it somewhat.
"Lion. We still have time. Let's go hit the next hand. Can you help me?
"Yeah. I got it."
I'll do whatever I can, otherwise Porter's I wouldn't have lived to this day.
We went to sleep for a short time after finishing up some of our manipulations.
Thus the second is over, and tomorrow comes the third day, the worst breeding season.
Meanwhile, Dan, who had made his way to the city for help, was also desperately aiming for Alliance headquarters.