Survival in Another World With My Master

I spent the night alone with Sylvie because of the care of Isla and Harpy, and I started working hard the next day. Sylphie, Ira, and Harpy will heal you at night. I feel so alive every day... I feel like I'm being smoked, but I'm alive!

The good news is that residents are no longer evacuated is that they demolished their houses, relocated and partitioned, repaired and strengthened their barriers, deepened their huge boreholes, and ground their grain with stone moulds all day long.

I'm glad. [M]

"My eyes aren't dead...."

"Turn the pebble all day, too. You know how I feel."

"I'll leave you alone."

I spent a few days completing a task that needed to be done as soon as possible, and I was given a day off. Today's escort, or escort, is cubic. My escort was supposed to be Lord Leonard or Miss Zamir, but they were absent because they were each leading a unit in the King's Army sweep operation south of Arrihibourg.

Arihiburg's oppression is over, but there may still be soldiers of the Holy King's Army lurking somewhere, or there may be a secret agent of the Holy King's Army entering somehow. That's why I need an escort to spend my vacation in the city.

I really wanted to take a look around the city with Sylvie or Ira, but they're both busy with their jobs.

"Nh, I'm going anywhere on vacation. You don't have to shop."

Well, I guess so.

In my case, what I want is basically made with craft abilities. I wouldn't be hesitant to buy rare materials that I couldn't get inside... or, after all, there's no connection between the demonized materials. It seems to be in the rear, but I don't have a chance to go, and I couldn't get it while I was building a production base. I guess I couldn't get in touch with the merchant I was dealing with...

"Are you going to the whorehouse?

"I'm interested, but I'm scared when they find out, Pass."

That's right.

If you are energetic enough to dissipate in a whorehouse, 'it will be fine', so nightlife can be difficult. Then, I have a feeling that it will simply resonate with my future vacation. It is an option that smells of death.

So it's a tavern?

"The sake and the knobs are delicious... and I don't want to go to the restaurant where cute girls and sisters treat me for the same reason as the whorehouse."

That's true, too.

Our children are a little off the beaten track, so they may be seen from a slight trail. Well, even if you're interested, it's rare. Sylphie and the others are good enough for that, or they're in time.

I think I'm going to hit him.

"Hit me? Hit me? What kind of game is there?

"That's right...."

When I asked, it was like a half-beating with dice. They say you can play at a table in a tavern or at a casino.

I see. Dice play is everywhere. "

"Want to go?

"I'll stop. Even if an amateur goes, he'll just be a duck."

You know what I mean.

A bet is made so that the body can make a profit. What can I do with an amateur against a fierce man who even earns money in that environment? I'm the one who gets his ass haired.

"When I think about it, even if I get a vacation, there's nothing I can do about it."

"How do you usually spend your time?

"New item development?

"Is that a vacation...?

"Isn't it fun to think about something new and make it?

Apart from whether or not they actually operate in the PLA, they must not make powerful weapons. I don't know when I'm gonna need anything.

"What do you do when it's a corner holiday and there's only one place to rest, one place to drink, one place to beat, one place to whore?

"Properly wandering the city...?

"Again, it's not a vacation, is it?

I hang out with Cubi while I talk like that. It's been more than a week since we took control of Arihiburg. People seem to be restoring calm and getting on with their new routine. It seems to be a narrow routine for people who have used subhumans as slaves until now.

Well, the whole city's calming down.

I see. Looks like we're still in trouble. "

Let me do it.

I was forced to treat the subservient people who had been treated like livestock as slaves as the same "people" as themselves. Sub-slaves are freed from their identities and under the protection of the Liberation Army.

I think we can feed them for now, but they've spent a long time as slaves, and they don't have any money. Let go and say, "You're free! Good luck with the rest". In the meantime, it seems that the Liberation Army will take care of food, clothing, and housing, and provide support so that they can stand on their own.

At the same time, it seems that they are also seizing and confiscating the property of those who were earning money by forcing the subordinates into a harsh working environment. I don't know the standards around here, but I think Merti is making a lot of progress every day as he walks into the city looking happy. I don't know if the prosperous must be decaying... Well, if you want to eat the tail of what you were, should you say karma?

"It looks like Merty's been shaking a lot, but are you okay?"

"Ah... well, I think we're going to do well somehow. He's strong, and humans aren't stupid."

According to Cubi, the merchants who read the times and actively cooperated with the Liberation Army, such as the former Saint King's people, have also appeared quite a bit. Besides, not everyone persecutes subhumans just because they are the people of the Holy King.

"There are many among the people of the Holy King. Faithful people, people who don't, people who persecute subhumans like me, people who don't."

Well, I suppose so.

It seems that masters who use a large number of subhuman slaves are actually at both extremes, either using subhuman slaves to earn money in Akao or, conversely, using subhuman slaves to set up a good working environment and working conditions.

The former has been mercilessly crushed, and the latter has been privileged and used as a working passage for liberated Asian slaves.

"Is there no limit to what you did?

"The point is, I'm giving you the rights and things that the collapsed Chamber of Commerce had. In order to profit from new interests, we need to invest our own resources."

"I see....? So what happens to the ones who get crushed?

"Essentially expropriated and banished north of Arihiburg."

Eh?

"I think it's better not to be executed."

"Execution"

That's right, not all of this world is under the rule of the law, but the area under the PLA today is called "The law?" What's so good about that? I wonder if it's in a state.

The Sirfidah Liberation Army, which took control of the south of Arihibourg with its strength, is also in a position to "physically" eliminate subordinates and Adolytes if it wants to do so… In that case, it may be quite convenient to do so now that it is not raining blood.

When you enter the commercial area, there are shops that do business vigorously and shops that close doors and hide behind closed doors. The difference between the two is probably the result of Merty's work.

Are you okay?

"What happened?

"No, I'm worried about the future."

Honestly, I have absolutely no idea how to govern the country. What I can do is create things so that people can live safely, so that they don't starve, and so that they can fight the outside world.

"You should talk to the princess and Merty about that. I'm heavy."

That's right.

There's nothing you can do about two bastards who don't even know the politics. Why don't you talk to Sylvie and Isla tonight?

"No, I was wondering, how many things do you carry?

"Oh, what's in the inventory? Hmm, well, it's a small amount."

It's hard to say that I know the contents completely myself. Biological materials such as wood, stone, clay, minerals, leather and tendons, parts, alloys, weapons, ammunition, tools, clothing, food, Harpy's feathers...?

"If you have time, why don't you clean it up once? I wonder what's in it."

"Hmm... that's good, too. I can only do it when I have time. But we need space to spread out the gloves."

"Look, there's an empty spot near the west wall that I converted yesterday."

"Oh, right there."

In an area called Slum Town, it was like a dilapidated digging cabin. It is my plan to clean it up and renew it. The slum-dwellers seemed to have been given a place to live elsewhere in the city, so there was no great difficulty in getting more land.

Walk a little from the commercial block and step out onto a vast expanse of land.

"How much are we going to release?"

"I'm just looking away."

Do it.

I am also troubled by the underlayment of the logs that I released.

Therefore, we silently spit out the contents of the inventory into the open space. Wood, stone, clay, and minerals are abundant. There is a huge amount of wood, especially since it was harvested in large quantities the other day.

"I can't believe you're making this."

"I understand."

After releasing wood, stone, and clay, the next step is to line up intermediate materials such as fibers and branches, refined iron and steel plate springs, glass and mechanical parts, leather and tough tendons, and gunpowder.

"There's a lot of stuff I don't know about around here."

It's an intermediate material. It's made by machining the basic materials, and then further machining them to make a lot of things. I don't suppose this alone can be used for something. "

Next up are construction blocks, but have you ever physically removed them as items?

"What is this?"

"It's an architectural block. This is a block of width, height, and depth of one meter."

"Looks like a dice."

The solid building blocks emerged out of pieces and inventories in a dice form. Looks like a painful block when you step on it.

It hurts when I serve food.

"That's not good."

Food goes through, then weapons line up.

There are many items that have been stored dead since they were made. There are swords, bows and arrows, firearms, ammunition, bombs, cannons and their shells, crossbows and baristas, and catapults.

"You've got some noisy stuff coming out. I've never seen anything like it."

"I don't think all the weapons I've made are practical enough."

Mainly in terms of costs. Especially for firearms, the cost of ammunition is really not fashionable. If you use the same amount of gunpowder, the bomb is much more efficient... even if you're talking about efficiency when you use it in people's hands.

Furniture, small household items, clothing, and tools?

"Hey, this thistle hash, shovel, axe...."

"It's made of Mithrill."

"I'm going crazy."

And almost everything was taken out of the inventory. The part of the open space that was so spacious was chaotic with materials. Only food and Harpy's feathers are left in the inventory.

"Is that all?

Yeah, roughly.

"I see... that's awesome"

"This should be a lot less."

In fact, when I arrived in Arihibourg, I spent a lot of material to fix things, and I put food and most of the weapons and ammunition used by the PLA in the warehouse.

"You can hardly do anything without the ingredients."

"Hmm? Well, yeah. It's not a force that produces nothing."

I guess it's because the Liberation Army people misunderstood me recently. I'm not a magician who makes anything magical.

"I heard you say that before."

Cubby puts his hand on my shoulder. Looking back at what it was, Cubi shook his fist.

"Huh!?

Cubby's fist pierced my jaw and my vision was shaking. And then something wrapped around my neck and strangled me. I stick my nails at what I've strangled, but the fur doesn't stand at all.

"Hmm, well...!?

"Bad. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Along with Cubi's line, his vision rapidly darkens. Your consciousness is compressing the carotid artery... damn it.

My consciousness stopped there.