Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

I feel like my life is overflowing with nose screams.

"You deserve that, don't you?

This tragedy cannot be said to be different. I'm a sinful man...

"─ ─ What the hell!"

You heard the noise, but the witches and the Zelaya Onesama came.

... in a way, this female team is also a savage...

"Are you thinking of something rude?

When I say hi, it's because it's a gilty, so it's a soccer game. The coffee is delicious.

"... you must be running away from reality..."

It's not far without hitting it. It says "water stop in the mirror" and reads "escape from reality."

"The chairman also understands Master Bee."

I don't need that understanding. You really understand me, Camhya.

"If you tell him that, he'll come flying."

That's my sanctuary. It's Dont Touchme.

"... Master Bae is deceiving my mind with a language I don't understand the most important thing..."

I'll defend you because you're always reading my mind.

"Whatever, but the villagers are scared."

Sure, I'm scared of that nose scream. I guess it's hard for F-Class villagers.

"Then you can't see it."

Expand the Hexagon Boundary to make it invisible from the village. Oh, goodness.

"Another weird trick....."

"Don't be weird, think inside yourself, think with your friends, give your own answers and make them yours."

When the Witches grow stronger, they will have more say in the Empire.

"Ah, please heal the wounded. That's not the chance to cast healing magic on other species."

Know the difference between species. I wouldn't hesitate to give you a hundred gold coins. So I will prepare Elk Pull and healing medicine.

"That's how the dropouts came out."

About fifteen minutes from the start. Serious enough to say what a battle Royale is. The wounded want to turn their eyes away.

"They're relentless. Mita, let the Kainers take the wounded."

I was afraid.

The Seaprits are also the Seaprits, but so are the others. I was thrilled by the nose shouting. There's even a guy who's making a bet.

"... it's going to take the demons hundreds of years to calm down..."

Well, that's reliable, but you have to make enemies and reasons to keep it down. Oh, my God, that's Mendox.

Heal the transported wounded with the witches.

Oh, my God, you're addicted to battle.

Everyone is happy with his face, even though his arms are bent in strange directions and bubbles are spraying. Isn't there something strange mixed up in his blood?

"I'd be happy to give these guys a healing pill."

As a pharmacist, there is a line to follow, but the mercy of those who are wastefully hurt will wither away.

"I agree."

The chairman felt the same way, and responded to my whining.

"Absolutely! You worked so hard!

"I've already consumed half of it."

"But knowing the effects is fun! Ufufu"

Somebody get me a healing pill!

There's something mixed up in Yavai, but let's just say we didn't hear it. Your pharmacist. It is the job to save the wounded.

"That's what you have to tell me, isn't it?

I'll never get an answer to that... what? Hmm, I don't know how to say this, but people live in search of answers.

Come on, focus. Focus. I am an S-class villager and an A-class pharmacist. Can you run with the wounded in front of you? I'm proud to be a pharmacist!

"... I'm kind of proud of it..."

Don't say that, Sanctuary. Cheap or expensive, a guy who loses his pride can't do a good job. Be proud, man!

"... I'm really not sure..."

I'm not happy to be understood by a ghost. I want people to understand me.