Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Whatever it is, first of all, the Duke. How do you keep your muscles through? It's just annoying to move on your own.

Both dismantled and in the process of dismantling, infinite bags were used to wash away the side roads dirty with blood with water (sewage at the junction).

"I'll be out in a minute."

"Whatever you want, no more"

Some kind of throwing tea cat. What's the matter with you?

"Master. Are you sure about Master Marlow's luggage?

Marlowe?

Asking Doremi with his eyes, he pointed his gaze at the tea cat. Oh, you mean this guy. That was the name.

"Master Marlow. Is it far from where you lived?

"Oh, no, it's not that far..."

"Then why don't we head there first?

Something can read the air, Mr. Doremi. I'm sorry I didn't want to, Master. I don't reflect, though.

"Then will you? Show me."

I grabbed the back of the tea cat's neck and threw it off the table.

"A ghost!

I thought you said he was a villager.

Let the complaining tea cat rush you to your place of residence.

The sewer in the territorial capital was not the eye of the net, but spread downstream as if it were an amida lottery.

"Looks like it was built later from brick, stone, and dirt."

Leiko is more intrigued by the construction of sewers than by the dental rat & octopus problem. Damn, it's a ghost without a brake.

I'm not interested, I follow the tail of a tea cat swinging up and down as I listen to Mr. Leiko's considerations.

Along the way, a tooth rat appeared, except for what attacked him, and what attacked him was captured alive. I threw it in the storage bag.

About fifteen minutes to walk. A tea cat stopped in the trail.

"In the middle of the wall, on the right, there's a snag. Push right. 'Cause you're a doorman."

So I said, "I opened it easily."

"It's not mechanical... it's a magical mechanism. That it's a pretty advanced trick."

I don't know what's going on, but maybe it's a grant magic trick.

Beyond the wall there was a wooden door.

There was no magical trick to this, it was just an inner door.

"You have a new hinge. Did you fix it?

"Haloni fixed it. He's a good worker."

The eldest son of the three brothers says Haloni.

"If you're interested in woodworking, I'll introduce you to a dedicated woodworker."

"... I'll tell Haloni"

Well, make up your mind at the family meeting. Because I respect your opinions.

Diving through the door, the stairs were leading up.

When I went up the seventeenth stage, the door appeared again - but where it was a former iron lattice, I used a matching plate to make it a door. It was a specific one. That's cluttered.

"You won't be able to help. Even slums pay for garbage."

Slam, you're in a tougher place than I imagined.

When you open the door, the stairs again. But there were only four steps, and when I went up, it looked like a cooking alley.

A fire bowl with a small water bottle like a stove on four. Maybe there were two bags with food in them, on the wall.

"Is fire magic?

"Oh, it's handy for light and cooking."

That's the empire. Sorcery technology is out of step with our country.

"Do you have anything to take with you? You don't have to take anything else. You've got everything you need to live. If you want, you can have one room at a time."

Unexpectedly, the hurdles are high for those unfamiliar with each room.

"For once, I'll take it all. We all made money and bought it."

I only answered yes, and I wrapped myself in an infinite bag.

"Is there a room in the back too?

The place that looks like a cooking alley is about four tatami tatami, and those who don't have a home would be the size of a full life. It's tough on me with a house though.

"Oh. That's the main room"

On the border between the main room and the place that looked like a kitchen, there was a bolo cloth on it like a warm curtain, and diving into it, it was a room about ten tatami in size.

It was a solid brick pile, even a small fireplace, and although it could not be said to be as luxurious as I don't think this place is underground...... it was a better room than lined up.

"... whisper, fantasy version of sit-down..."

I've been anticipating it since I asked the tea cat, but from what I've seen, you're almost right. I can't imagine any other use.

"I think so, too. There was a big mansion upstairs."

"Is that a noble mansion?

"No, it was some kind of store. The passage that leads up there leads to the warehouse."

At the tip of the tea cat's view, there was a forty centimetre square iron lattice, which, peering inside from a widened gap, continued on top.

If you see where there are no ladders, you'll get on and off with a rope ladder or rope. First of all, you won't get away from here.

"Wasn't it an evacuation room at first? It's connected to the sewer."

"Right. He must have remodeled it to a dungeon later."

I've heard so many things about him, but I don't remember ever hearing anything about him being in jail. In this day and age, turn it off rather than hide it, so be it.

"Was this empty when you came?

"No, there were human bones. I think she's a woman from her clothes."

I'm sorry to hear that again.

"What happened to that human bone?

"I wrapped it in cloth and flushed it into sewage. It's hard to carry him out with this body, and you can't bury him."

For once, it looks like we picked wildflowers for sustenance and flushed them together. Because I don't like being cursed, either.

"Well, Buddha would be happier to be mourned than not to be mourned."

I don't know if he's dead, but that's all he can do.

"But there's no sign of madness for being trapped in this place."

The walls were beautiful, and there was no scratch on the bookshelves or on the wooden bed.

"I thought so, too. The room was tidy and the clothes were beautiful. At first, I thought it was some kind of training."

"What's wrong with books and clothes?

"Sold. There's nothing you can't sell in a slum."

That's too bad. I could have imagined the person from my belongings.

Well, if you can't help it, I tried to go home with my bags in infinite bags, and Doremi was looking around. What do you say?

It's not a cat, but it seems that cats sometimes look at the void. Hey, Mr. Ghost, no one's weird, right?

"I'm not here"

Then round up the question and point where you are. I don't want to get involved.

"Doremi, what's wrong!

"No, nothing"

Obviously there's something about it. But the same thing if you don't get involved, there's nothing. A lot of rounding and pointing, let's do it.

And then we went back to the ground. There's nothing wrong with that.