Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"These people, they were attacking caravans with bandits and selling people to slave traders! Unforgivable!"

It would be like that if I simply summed up the anger of the young brave girl.

Well, twenty percent of them explained all the rage, but ninety percent of the nine parts don't make sense. I managed to understand because I had also heard from my caravan that I had been attacked by bandits near Wang Capital and that they were all missing for a long time.

Even though the Wang capital is inhabited by outsiders, crime is common, and it is not uncommon for it to be missing (a certain informant talks).

"Right. That's unforgivable."

"Right! I can't forgive you!

The anger of the brave, well, don't know. I also have a sense of crowded justice, and if they do it in front of me, the golden night fork will get wet in the blood.

So, I'm not going to say this to the anger of the brave man, and if you want to be angry, you can be angry. That's brave freedom.

But freedom comes with responsibility. What you do has consequences.

I'm free to live, but I take good care of the consequences, and I admit it. That's why I'm sexually angry when I see him wearing his freedom all over again.

Beat the heads of the immobile adventurers with a golden night fork with a concon.

"I'll choose you guys. Turn yourself in to the police corps and spit on all the evils you've done so far, or die here a hundred times, and choose who you like. Well, my advice is to die a hundred times. If you're lucky, you'll meet God."

I swung a golden night fork and hit an adventurer nearby.

The strongest spear and the strongest shield. Which is stronger? Answer, they're both strong.

Both junctions were scattered, and the power in the golden night fork alone struck the adventurer.

"Oops. Your neck bones are killing me. But it's okay. Me, the pharmacist. Because it will heal soon."

I took fantasy pills out of my storage bag and forced adventurers to take them. Hi, resurrection.

"This is right, it's okay to die a hundred times!

I showed the adventurers a nickel laugh.

"─ Talk! I'm gonna talk to you, so help me!

"I talk too! I'll talk to the police corps about everything, so stop it!

"Help me!

Oh, too bad. I still had a new drug I wanted to try.

"Then run to the police."

And when he had set the adventurers free, he fled to the king's capital, as a shepherd.

"You're not taking me? You'll get away with it."

Heh heh. Brave man, he was such a conceivable child.

"It's okay. They weigh heavier every day when they don't go to the SWAT. You're tired of running more than that, aren't you? Drink this."

I took the brala carbonation out of the storage bag and gave it to Brave.

"What's this!? Shit! My mouth is tingling! But it's good!"

A brave man who speaks without any hesitation of what has been served. Damn, I can't forgive you.

"Look, there's cookies too. Plus, it comes with delicious jam."

"Good! What is this, good!

I look around from the glad brave man, but Mr. Marie, on the contrary, there was no one there.

Then I fed the brave man until he was satisfied.

"I'm hungry!

And he was crunching his swollen belly as he fell to the big letter.

I also sat down beside him and took a cup of coffee. I waited until the brave man's belly settled.

A normal young girl would soon fall asleep, but her strength as a brave man seemed to be slipping out, and she was resurrected in about fifteen minutes.

"Thanks, villager. I was hungry because I used so much magic!

"Right. That's more than anything. If you still want to eat, I'll let you out, okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine! I'm so energetic, I've released super big spells twenty times now!

That's pretty noisy. You're fine.

"Then do you want to play a little without your stomach?

"─ Yeah, play!!

And I've eaten more than I expected.

"Me, I've never played with anyone before! What are you playing at?!

He took serious white feathers of the brave man who had penetrated him as if he were a bullet, and also stopped the impetus of the earth dragon's advance.

"I'll teach you now, so calm down."

I thought you'd have some power, but I saw you had enough power to lightly beat the Auga to death.

I managed to forgive him and calm him down, took just an iron ball out of his pocket, and gave it to Brave.

"Brave man. Hey, try throwing this at that falling tree. Of course, it's like a hit."

"You throw? Yeah, okay."

The throwing is disastrous, but the power and taste are picky, and the fallen tree is crushed. Exploded the earth.

"Oh, you're pretty good. But not yet."

Put out the iron ball again, now I throw. It hit a different fallen tree and exploded the earth.

"You can't lose!

He grabbed it to take away the iron balls he put out, and threw it at different fallen trees again. but hassle. It just blew up the earth.

"Ahaha! Dasey!

"Mucky! It just so happens! Next time!"

So I put out dozens of iron balls.

After a while of throwing and fighting, the fallen trees disappeared and the earth wanted to see the moon.

"... you're out of time to guess..."

"Then next time, Brave will throw it at me. But towards this end."

In the junction, a target of about thirty centimetres vertical and horizontal was created in the junction.

"A brave man throws toward this from that position over there. I stand in this position to prevent the ball with this stick. If I hit it, the brave one wins. If you don't let me guess, I win. Let's give it a try first."

Create and target mounts with earthly magic. It also creates a home base as a mark. It'll give you a little atmosphere.

"All right, come on!

"I'm coming! Hmm!"

A little shell while doomed foam. I know it's impossible to hit it. Why did he create dozens of boards of junction and kill the speed of the iron sphere?

Gaggien!

Pitcher Ole's sharp gesture barked at former No. 4 batter.

"Hey, home run! What's the matter, brave man, the ball is null!

Swing a golden night fork and provoke the brave one.

"Mucky! I'm serious next time!

so that as many as thirty-one pieces of junction were destroyed, and at an hour's speed, a hundred and fifty kilometers of sphere came towards it.

"Nah!

When I was in elementary school, I had enough baseball taste to get invitations from prestigious clubs. No blind spots for me. I hit the home run again.

"Hey, Camone, Camone"

Further provoked and enjoyed baseball (?).

Now, do you have my strength, or do you have the guts of the guy who framed me, or do you go with the battle!