Skeleton Knight, in Another World

As she walks to a distance where she can no longer see the faces of the crusaders she drops off, Arian, who was inadvertently walking next door, opens her mouth and squeals.

"People are a lot of things..."

"Right."

I look back as I gavel at her words, which are a little emotional. The streets northwest along the woods drew a gentle curve, and it was no longer possible to see them there already in the shadows of the woods.

Since we are almost within the realm of the Empire from here on out, the movement using the [Dimensional Walking Method (Dimensional Move)] also moves into smaller pieces without transferring too much.

We were talking about more warcraft near the border between this Kingdom of Rhoden and the Holy Leblanc Empire, so we take care not to transfer too long distances to become an encounter with the unexpected warcraft.

And then, as before, to avoid going the wrong way to a different city, we need Ariane to check the direction of the destination.

It now follows an unpopular street heading northwest to Casec, the largest city on the imperial border. So you'll be in imperial territory, looking for clues to Viscount Drassos du Barisimon, but what I've heard is that the territory of the Empire is quite vast, five times as large as that of the Kingdom of Rhoden. Normally, with that size, it is unlikely that you will be able to find it immediately, but given the transfer of the captured elves, etc., you will not be so pessimistic considering that you are also likely to find a base near the border with Rhoden or something similar.

Buried in such a vortex of thought as he went on repeatedly with his metastasis for a while, he was summoned with some suspicious voice by Arian, who had his hands on his shoulder.

"Hey, stop, Ark"

I look back at her calling like that.

"What's the matter with you?

A long idle landscape with a single street stretching through a meadow without any particular philosophy. The big woods are no longer nearby, and there are no warcraft nearby to be vigilant in this place with good views.

But Arian looked around suspiciously at such surrounding landscapes.

Usually it's time to get hungry and meatball-touch your helmet with a petite on your forefoot like you're forced to do something. Ponta rocks her tail looking good and doesn't look like she has a particularly serious threat.

"The magic vegetables (mana) are unusually thick around here for some reason..."

I tilted my neck at Arian, who seemed to have a serious eyebrow root, wondering if he felt any threat to the fact. When the magic vegetables (mana) are thick, it becomes easier for the mighty warcraft to live in them. She previously told me that the Canadian Great Forest where the Elves live is thick and that many warcraft live in the woods.

You noticed the question on this side, Arian answered the question.

"Normally, dark magic is not found in forests where there are many types of trees of a certain nature that store magic vegetables (mana), or in places where magic vegetables (mana) like canopy and caves are difficult to diffuse."

Apparently, magic vegetables (mana) are meant to travel and precipitate like summer or mist. When they do say that, the place that stands now is a land of few visibly blocked things. It looks like there are no elements that accumulate magic vegetables (mana).

I can't clearly feel or see magic vegetables (mana), but I do feel that this is an atmosphere where strange things like the ones I felt in the Canadian Great Forest get tangled up in my skin - I can only express them that way, but I can feel very little of them.

As Arian depressedly lowered the hood of the grey coat he was wearing, he opened his eyes of gold and carefully searched around him.

When she bent over in the meadow, slightly off the street, she rose up with some kind of fragment in her hand.

"It's a shard of" The Demonic Stone of Abundance "..."

Arian groans at the light of day at that beautiful crystal-like shard of purple in her hand. I pick up the same shards scattered at her feet as I lean my neck towards that unfamiliar word.

"Is this what you call" Toyoshi's Demonic Stone "?

"That's right. It was created by the Elves."

"Really, what is it you use it for?

Eyes on Arian as he rolls the sparkling purple translucent crystals over his hands.

"The original use of this is that when finely crushed and the powder is spread thinly over fields and so on, the land becomes more vibrant and the crop grows sturdy and large."

"Ho."

I drop my eyes on what I hold in my hand as I gavel at her description. Apparently this is something like solid fertilizer, but why is it dumped in the meadow by the street with nothing like this? Instead of crop-growing fields around, I don't even see a house.

With this gaze, Ariane said it before she could ask.

"But there are precautions to be taken in handling this. Leaving it around like this in a rough, crushed form can cause dark magic vegetables (mana) to leak out around it and call out the Warcraft."

I hear stories about chemical fertilizers and other things that if you sprinkle too much, the land will lose weight, but this magic fertilizer is quite a noisy substitute for calling warcraft if you sprinkle too much.

"Do you remember Ark? The Canadian Great Forest was home to many giant trees and warcraft, wasn't it?

Nodding at her inquiry, she recalls the landscape of the Canadian Great Forest.

"Originally, when the First Chiefs came to the land, the land was not a forest like it is now, and the wilderness of the wilderness was mostly spreading. It was created by the chief to improve the land with the" Toyoshi Demonic Stone, "and was reborn into a great forest like the one we have today."

That's a huge afforestation project. Indeed, it was eight hundred years ago that the first chiefs formed the midst of the present Elves, so that's all they took to grow those woods. If you are a long-lived elf, it may also be easier to know than a people, but if you still see a forest with a sight that doesn't seem like that land was previously wilderness, the fact is astonishing.

"At the time, the Elves, who were being chased and targeted from the nations of the people, also looked at the defense of the land and deliberately crushed this' Demonic Stone of Abundance 'and scattered it on the land when growing the forest. I heard that planting trees that accumulate magic vegetables and closing the roads, and gathering the warcraft, succeeded in keeping people off the land, forming what is now a great forest."

As she listens to that explanation, she sees the amount of 'Toyoshi's Demonic Stone' shards dotted around her. These are not things I dropped here by accident, and it's likely someone went there deliberately.

The recent story of many warcraft near the border between the Kingdom of Rhoden and the Holy Leblanc Empire only seems to have a cause for this. Then, who did it?

"Is it the Elves who sprinkled this on this occasion?

With simple questions in his mouth, Arian looks at this one with an unpleasant eyebrow root.

"What good is the Elves sprinkling the 'Demonic Stone of Abundance' on the boundaries of the nation's nation?

Behind her somewhat risky words, I can see no doubt that it was not the work of the Elves.

Using the nature of calling the Warcraft, it should be possible to generate considerable benefits for the Elves as well. Would it be, for example, calling warcraft between states that come out a little bit to the elves to disturb security and force them to deal with it undeniably, or the rest to disrupt dealings between states?

I am not yet familiar with the relationship between the neighboring countries and the Elves, so I can't say much, and I can only tell that Arian in front of me is getting more and more grumpy.

"Besides, it's certainly the Elves who make this, but the Elves aren't the only ones in possession. The only nation that deals with us, the Grand Duchy of Limburt, has a lot of" Demonic Stones of Abundance "going through the deal, and that Limburt sells it to other countries, too?

"Toyoshi's Demonic Stone", which makes it possible to significantly increase yields on a limited amount of land, seems to be quite a treasure among the nations of the people, and the only country that can get it in trade is Limburt, which makes considerable profits from exporting it.

Given the difficulty of obtaining it, it would not be possible in any case to imitate the sprinkling of "Toyoshi's Demonic Stone" against the border without the involvement of the national class.

"Still, it's a noisy fertilizer. It's a substitute that could be a source of contention if you give it to people."

Crush the shards of "Toyoshi's Demonic Stone" that were in your hand and sprinkle the powder on the wind all around you.

"It was originally created for the Elves to grow forests and plow them in the woods. Besides, calling in the Warcraft only includes the danger of use."

"Ho, so the people don't know the effect of attracting this warcraft?

Ariane just shook her head to the side of her inquiry and answered in a frightened tone.

"There are greedy people everywhere."

"... I see"

If you know that finely crushed and thinly sprinkled crop yields will increase, if you concentrate more and sprinkle more, you will tread that yields will increase even further, and those who ignore and dare will always come out, even if they are marked as dangerous in the precautions.

Then it is not so difficult to realize another characteristic of "Toyoshi's Demonic Stone".

But even if the Elves knew it, they would continue to supply it to the people because, assuming that the land where the people live was consumed by the trekking woods of the Warcraft, they have the art of living on that land, I have to say, they are also quite contrived.

Well, this is just speculation...

"Is there no way to eliminate these effects?

In the meantime, I also wondered if the border disruption caused by the frequency of warcraft would be cured if I could nullify the effect of the "Toyoshi Demonic Stone" scattered here, and asked Arian to deal with the peripheral tragedy.

"If you bury something on the surface in the ground, you can reduce the spread of magic vegetables (mana) somewhat, but you don't know how much of it is scattered, and it's hard to deal with it."

She looks around, lowering her well-shaped eyebrow butt and glancing at her shoulder.

Sure, assuming we don't have enough manpower or time to move those coping methods to execution. Apparently, all we can do is step on the shards of "Toyoshi's Demonic Stone" that we can see in front of us and watch the wind diffuse.

Arian's questioning gaze was turned, and he sighed lightly and clasped his shoulders.

Ten and eighty-nine, we decided that there was nothing more we could do about them, which would be due to the thoughts of some people among nations, and followed the scene.