I put Aro and the others on my back, flew across the cliff with the black lizard, and took off my former Mandragola field.
... Hades Mandragola is tied to my back with a nightmare thread.
[Hades Mandragola]: Value B]
[It emits a unique fragrance that is strong but enhances your appetite.
[Treasured as an irreplaceable finest ingredient in order to have flavors and rarities that are not otherwise palatable.
[But it will not be challenged without any order, because it will live only in secrecy, not in the hands of men.
[A prince of a time has asked for [Hades Mandragola] and has caused hundreds of soldiers to die.
... Anyway, they treat it as a very expensive ingredient.
Because of this, I decided to let him bring it back.
To prevent him from getting lost because of fog and poor vision, he decided to walk along, as he had done before, after crossing the cliff.
I go down to the ground, and then I bend down, I put my belly on the ground, and I unload the Aros.
Aro, Volk and Nightmare are followed by winged egg-shaped monsters about a metre long descend to the ground.
"Ugh, Lord, thank you. It was a nice ride. '
"Ooh, ooh..."
Yes, this is what Mr. Trent's [tree spiritualization] looks like.
The body is glowing green and close to what Laran and the others look like.
It may be appropriate to say that it is ovoid, has wings but no arms, has elongated legs and looks like a chick.
The face part had a mask of a puppet with a long nose.
Apparently, there was no sustained depletion of MP in Mr. Trent's [tree spiritualization].
It drains a little more when activated, but not so deadly.
There was... [Flying], but it wasn't enough to go beyond this cliff, so he decided to have it on my back as it was.
However, since the original [Tyrant Guardian] appearance did not put him on his back, he decided to have him use [Wood Spiritualization].
It's just...... Physical surface status is reduced by half, so I may not have much use in combat.
Though it might be a good fit to get into a narrow area.
Aro lifts his arm under Trent's wing.
"Just a little cute......"
"Please stop, Lord Aro."
Once again, Trent moves his legs.
Oh, yeah? Is that cute?
It's a little creepy for me.
Walk the land and return to the waterfall cave for a moment.
Volk, Nightmare, and Black Lizard MPs are already close to the sky today.
Trent and Aro have never been able to recover, but most of the mental fatigue seemed to accumulate.
So I just set aside a little breathing time and decided to sleep today.
I asked Allo to image the earthenware and furnace in [Clay] outside the cave, and baked and whitened it all at once with my [Burning Breath].
... um, I'd really like to use [Alkimia's Saturn], but this still maintains a lot of strength.
If you think about it, the magic soil produced by the B + class high-altitude rich was baked with the flames of the L-grade dragon, so maybe it's natural.
I would like to take [Alkimia's demonic soil] from the example [Clay Guardian], but it will be difficult because it explodes and no longer has any traces.
'... Allo, are you sure you're okay? Pretty magical, wasn't it?
"I'm still fine! Besides, unlike fighting, you don't have to worry about it, so I'm not that tired."
Well, that's right.
Even the lower-ranking demon opponents must be the taking of life.
In doing so, my mental fatigue really increases rather than physically.
But Aro is also quite used to it.
Regrettably, it would be much quicker to imagine with [Clay] than I would knead with my hands.
Besides, with each trial, the pattern begins to see a particular focus on the shape of the edge.
But Aro, as a work of art, I won't admit it except by hand!
... while I was thinking [Clay] towards the ground.
But I don't have a clue what's coming out of it.
Hmm... the [Rest] of Recovery Magic felt like it could be mastered.
I guess it's unsuitable......
"Dragon god, please do this too!
Aro seems happy, pointing to the earthen mass that epitomizes Oneiros.
Oh, oh, this is brilliant......!
It reproduces even the quality of the scales.
Stupid, can [Clay] be so sophisticated?
"Lord, I've made it too! Bake me!
Before Trent, there was a mound of dirt shaped like flipping a distorted bucket.
Oh, hey, you did your best, yeah. It's okay, I'll take care of it.
After that I decided to go to the sea to collect salt.
I was going to head there alone, but Aro wanted to follow me.
He asked Volk for his opinion and got a heartbeat saying, "If you have the power of war now, you don't have to have Aro, but if you have about three Fenrills, you can drive them back enough," so he took Aro down the river and moved to the sea.
We descend along the river and head to the sea, producing salt from the sea water with [a scorching breath] and gathering it into earthenware.
Fenrill, there's enough meat to rot... rather than keep it like this, it really rots.
It should be salted and dried meaty.
Fortunately, we also have the vanilla replacement Hades Mandragola.
After returning to the waterfall cave, Fenrill meat, which had been hung and drained of blood, was cut apart and placed in a pot, and Hades Mandragola was soaked in sliced shards and salt.
Um, let's put him to sleep overnight and then hang him outside.
"Ircia, can I have the meat cooked again? I'd like some salt if I could."
Volk called out.
"Oops, the Mandragola shards are in that pot over there, so you can use them as you please."
Aro, who was listening, moves and moves toward the furnace with the chopped Fenrill meat and salt.
"Sorry, Aro"
Volk speaks up.
Now, shall I move to the furnace, too?
"Lord, leave it to me!
As Trent rocks the giant, he moves towards the furnace.
"... when I leave it to him, it's often a little raw. Well, I hope so."
As Volk watched Trent as he moved, he blurred and zeroed.
T, Mr. Trent......
"But this kind of life isn't bad, either."
Volk showed his teeth and laughed.