Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

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Mr. Shemhaza silences himself in Mr. Carmilla's inquiry.

Apparently, you should consider it a fairly important case.

Though I thought time was running out.

Mr. Shemhaza stops looking at us and looks away.

"The certainty between my tribe and the other tribe dates back to my predecessors"

Something's going to be a long story.

"A thousand years ago, Azazel, the chief of the previous generation, and Schwartz, the chief of the other generation, fought each other."

"Hit each other, is it"

"Yeah, that's what made Dark Elves and us so sure."

"What caused that one hit?

It's a combination of water resources in the tree sea.

Is it a water connection? This is deep-rooted.

This is the sea of trees. It should be seen that there are few places that can be described as water sources.

Because that's a deal, and that's not strange when there's a battle for blood with blood.

"But if we're going to do it in war, whichever wins, the damage on both sides is enormous. If other tribes attacked you there, you'd lose your ex and your child."

"Indeed."

"So we had a duel from the tribe, and the winning tribe told us that they would use the water."

"The journey. So, both tribes sent out chiefs."

"Because we were both strong men representing the tribe, and the result"

A match. It's again. "

"It's very unpleasant."

"Really? Now, if one of the chiefs wins, we can use the water, but the conflict makes it harder to use the water."

"Sure, it's not like I own either."

"So for the last thousand years, my tribe and the Dark Elves have been in constant skirmishes."

Complete. Then I can't help but rub it.

This would not have been a war because it would not have allowed each tribe to intervene.

Well, this has come to an interesting situation.

"So, what does the reason you invited us to the castle have to do with that?

Well, if you weren't, you wouldn't entertain me like that.

If I could, I'd like to taste it again.

………………

Ha⁉ Chilly from the spine. I feel a hell of a pressure coming from behind.

Phew, I can't look back. I think there's a dragon and a tiger behind it.

"? Can we keep talking?

"Doh, go ahead."

"So, I'm sorry. I need a favor from you."

"If I can do it."

"I wonder if you could mediate a settlement with the Dark Elves."

"Ho, is that good to take with you the general intent of the celestial race?

Assuming they took the chief. There must be some resentment. Especially the grudge of the chief's family?

I asked if I could forgive it. [M]

Mr. Shemhaza hears it and shakes his head vertically.

"Former chief Azazel is my brother. No other survivors."

"Really?"

If that's what the only survivors say, are you okay?

"Okay. Let's take that talk."

When I said that, I heard a breathtaking noise behind me.

"Please. So it's a reward for success."

"Can I say something about that now?

"Go ahead."

"Don't hesitate, then. Is the reward of success subordinate to our demonic kingdom?

Now we can subordinate both the Heavenly and Dark Elves to the Demonic kingdoms.

That's exactly the odd coin.

"... I understand. Even this one, that's fine."

There you go.

Now you're motivated.

"Then take a few days off and head inside the Dark Elves"

"Thank you"

We tried to leave the place behind to take a break.

"Oh, yeah."

I tried to leave, but I remember one thing I wanted to ask you.

"May I ask you one thing?

"What could it be?

"What is the name of the chief of the Dark Elves now?

"I hear the chief now is Volfoulette."

Volforet?

Is that the name in the dark elf?

You were with a man in his previous life.

With that said, when you served me, you said you were from a tribe of tree seas on a continent that wasn't here.

And I'm sure of my race, like he said Elder Dark High Elf or something.

Uh-huh. There's something vague about the past life.

Can you tell if the rabbit also meets the horn?

I thought so, and we followed the scene.

Three days later.

We decided to leave "Hermon Castle" and go to "Inside the Black Forest", one of the Dark Elves.

Mr. Shemhaza dropped us off and we left the castle behind.

On the road, we were discussing.

"Well, I'm glad I got to talk to you, but I've got a problem."

"Is there something wrong?

Ariane tilts her neck at my inquiry.

If you think normally, you can't just go inside the Dark Elves like this, throw away the grudges and say let's coexist with each other, and the other can't snort.

Therefore, I want negotiating materials for the other side to snort.

"That's why, Mr. Carmilla"

"What could it be?

"Something to be the seed of conversation?

"Uh-huh. Right."

Ms. Carmilla puts her hand on her chin and wonders if there is anything.

After a while.

"With that said, I've heard the Dark Elf chiefs say they left this sea a thousand years ago and went to the continent."

"Continent?"

Maybe you're talking about a continent beyond the sea.

"Can Lewie tell? It's about a continent beyond this island with wasps."

"Ah, yeah. Somehow."

I also hear that my mother was originally born on the other continent, and besides, she also worked on the other continent in her previous life, so I know.

But when you say you know for sure, you'll be suspicious.

Whatever, this body just turned ten years old, and until it came to this realm, it never went out in a rush, so knowing, it would seem creepy.

For that reason, I decided to return it vaguely.

"Huh. Yes."

Mr. Carmilla looks at me with suspicious eyes for some reason.

I wonder why? I don't know why.

"... well, that's good. So I hear you've gained some knowledge walking around on the other continent. The knowledge was reinvigorated once and for all when he returned home."

"Heh, that's awesome"

Don't worry about what kind of knowledge you got.

"So, what kind of knowledge did you gain?

Amartya asked Carmilla.

"Oh, you care about Amartya, too?

"Yes, because knowing that knowledge might help you bring it back to your tribe."

"Cheng Cheng"

Well, it's the knowledge Dark Elves have gained, so you should think of Dark Elves as the knowledge you want in value, so if you're going to use it in the Beast Nation, you might need to apply it a little.

"So, what kind of knowledge did you get?

I was a little concerned, so I asked excitedly.

"Uh, sure, they say it's a technique to create sweet liquids like mepul, a technique to dry fruits and preserve them for a long time, and a technique to make liquor like ape liquor."

Meple? Could it be about maple syrup?

That's what boils down and concentrates the sap from Caede trees, but did you have that technique a thousand years ago?

'Inside I live, there are trees of sweet sap. The taste is sweet and delicious.'

When I thought of that, I remembered the memory of my previous life.

That was when you were running the territory.

One day a minister named Volfore remembers saying something like that when he told me about the sugar I made.

However, it seems that it is not viscous, so I have talked about how to boil it.

I've talked about ape liquor before.

I've talked about fermentation of fruits in trees and rock indentations that make them alcoholic.

No way, really?

No, don't be too early to make that decision yet.

"Others are cutting trees that have come to some height, or using those felled trees to trade"

Traded in logging?

Indeed, we've talked about how oversized trees inhibit the growth of other plants, so we should cut them when they reach a certain height, and if we process and sell them, we can get things that we can't get ourselves.

Something, I really felt like Volforet.

When I think back to that, don't remember the ministers of my previous life.

It is the opposition and other tribes who break in across the territory that come out when they are running the territory.

To defeat those who said so, I gathered my arms wide.

As a result, there were about three hundred people in all who applied to me.

Some of them were beasts and ghosts, but as far as I'm concerned, I had no particular problems hiring them.

When I applied, I decided to hire her because I didn't make any particular provision and I didn't think I would go if I heard her talk.

Regardless, there were some objections, but they were all rejected.

Then, the gatherers were defeated by bandits and other tribes who invaded.

As a result, there were about ten survivors.

I put in a moderate amount of time off so that my morale wouldn't wane, but there were still many who quit.

Moreover, many fell in combat with the opposition and other tribes.

So, in honor of what remained, I gave all the survivors weapons made of alloys made of a mixture of Divine Vajra, Divine Steel and Magic Silver.

As for the weapons, I asked the ten men in advance if they had the weapons they wanted before making them.

At first, when I gave it to you, didn't you like making it because everyone shut up? When I thought of it, I was extra surprised because everyone cried out not to speak up.

Later, I learned that in this world, giving weapons to your men means you trust them.

Though after handing over the weaponry, the ten became extremely active.

At some point these ten things became known as the Ten Jie People and the Ten Great Wise Men.

When you hear the first call, don't think of the executives of the evil organization that come out of some robotic cartoon.

My favorite of those executives was the silent and scratchy one eye of the executives.

Those men in their braided umbrellas were interesting in many ways.

"Lewie?"

"Oh, nothing"

"Is that about all you can say about information?

"Yeah, that's all."

"Well, can we talk if we know a little more than we know at all"

I thought so, and we moved the leg we were stopping.