Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

Let Firo pull a carriage to march at night, and in the morning he arrived in and around the village of Raftaria, a territory.

Here you are, mister.

"Oh."

Raftalia scolded Keel beforehand for trying to prank me while I was taking a nap in the carriage.

Of course, slaves other than Raftaria and Leesia have tightened their restraints, so if they imitated that, the slave print was activated quickly......

Besides, you wake up when you're asleep because you're being set up by a bitch.

On the first day, the slaves and I carried out the task of removing the remains of the village building.

"This house is my precious home!

It's a kid named Keel who refuses to do so.

"It's good to take care of it, but the roof has fallen and the walls have been destroyed unbroken. Unfortunately, understand that there are houses that can be repaired and houses that cannot be repaired."

I checked to see if there was anything golden or usable, but there was no thief, there was no object, even if it was rusty, and there was not much that seemed to be usable.

Is it salvation that the well can still be used?

And the fields... I think I can do something about it if I maintain them.

"I don't know if I want to make it a memory, but I have to discard what's likely to get in the way of rebuilding it"

"But..."

"Keel! Don't say much about me."

Raftalia cautions. There's no need to stop it.

But......

"This is the house you lived in."

"Oh!"

"Then the new house you built there is yours"

"Huh..."

The kid named Keel looks up at me with a Kyoton look.

"However, it will be a joint house under your control. We'll bring in other people, we'll manage them responsibly."

"Ugh, yeah......"

Keel nods as he clouds his words.

"That's why - now! Phyllo!"

"Yes!"

That moment when Keel showed a gap. Firo storms the abandoned house, kicks the strut and destroys it.

"Ahhhhhhh!?

Put down the flashing keel and I'll be on my next assignment.

Before noon arrived the materials of the house and the soldiers of the castle who had made the queen arrange.

Wood on stone...... plaster after that?

"Since the brave shield rebuilds this place?

The queen will be listening, but the soldier has.

"Oh, I want it to be something with a roof at least by sundown. Please know you can't."

"We are also soldiers, but we also have a slight understanding of the construction relationship. Leave it to me."

"I asked."

Construction-related...... conscription or something?

All the while, I understood it was almost noon there.

"For now, leave the building to the soldiers, Raftalia and Firo, and Leesia"

"Yes."

"What?

"What is it?

The three of you answer my call.

"I'm going to make lunch, you guys go out with the slaves to exorcise the demons when you're done eating."

"Okay."

"Yeah."

"I'll do my best"

"I'll take care of the squad division. If it moves in too many people, it'll be worse for experience."

I've never tried it in real life, but how much less experience?

Or is it a distribution method? Or are you sharing? You don't understand right now.

"Is anyone familiar with this?

"Um..."

Raise your hand as Leesia looks sorry.

"What?

"Eh... EXP comes in the same number for every number of people who have partied. The maximum number of people is six. More than that, it decreases."

Yeah, that's why you got hubbed.

If I say something like that, 'Huh, yeah' pops up, so let's shut up. Shut up.

If you're going on an expedition with a large number of people, split the squad and you won't have a problem. It's a good idea to have six people in one squad.

If you defeated one demon in more than one squad, it would be a split or something.

"You heard the story."

"Yes, we'll split it here."

"I got it."

I gave Raftaria the authority to build a squad.

There are currently eight slaves, so let Leesia take two, Raftalia and Firo take three at a time.

"Well, I'll cook some rice, so help me with the work."

"Yes!"

The three begin to help each of them to the best of their ability.

"Raftalia won't help?

Ask Raftalia as he stares at me as Keel recovers from his comfort cooking.

You're surprisingly quick to resurrect. Because you're a kid?

"Raftalia. You were a good housekeeper."

"Erm..."

With a troubled look, Raftaria sends her gaze to me.

What? What are you expecting from me?

Raftalia opened her fearful mouth, wanting to show her friends somehow even in a good place.

"Shall I help?

"To the point of making grilled meat or proper soup? If you're going to keep me on fire, I want you to do it."

It seems to taste good, so I'm cooking a meal.

I'm used to it. Lately, I'll take care of the food.

"I'd like you to help me clean up, but that's enough for now."

Bump the material into appropriate pieces. Cutting it with a knife is troublesome because the meat is big.

I said, if I let Raftalia cook, it would all be my feather to make because Phyllo tells me it tastes bad or something...

Patience the bump and cook.

Oh, there's a way to make it with a shield cooking recipe, but there's a big pitfall in this.

I made it on Carmilla Island before I fought spiritual turtles when the food got easier -.

"There's food coming out of your shield!

I was so excited that Filo looked at my shield jealously.

"Oh, I tried to make it with my shield skills"

"That's amazing."

And what I served for lunch is food like this world's unique spaghetti.

Was the name Napolata I ate? Blah, blah, blah, blah. Is the story similar to our world pasta due to shield conversion?

I thought this would make cooking easier when fresh and warm dishes emerged at the same time as serving from the shield.

But......

"Something... normal"

"Yeah...... normal"

Yes, it was only a subtle flavoured food that could only be described as normal, whether it was an impact of quality.

It doesn't taste bad. But it doesn't even taste good. Exactly normal.

"I like your handmade sauce."

"Right. Even if it's cold, Naofumi's handicrafts taste better."

"Okay, I got it."

There was some resentment in both of them. I remember being seen with my eyes.

There's a history of saying that, and these guys are only happy with the food in the store or what I made.

I don't know if he's a gastronomer, but he eats once. But in terms of motivation, is it caught?

When you think about it, you reverse your position that I cook rice, okay?

In the meantime, if we don't make a cooking squad any more, we might be forced to cook in the territory.

"Look, I'm ready for lunch, so just eat and go out."

I put the meat on the iron plate to make the grilled meat and distribute the ingredients appropriately.

"I knew it, awesome. Yeah!

"Yeah! Yummy!

The slaves smile and devour the rice.

Then you can build a home for your soldiers.

"This... is as delicious BBQ as I've ever had before!?

"You're lying, right? The meat from the turtle came out in the castle, but it didn't taste so good."

The shield's handmade corrections are endless.

Did the spices and salt work for you?

The slaves ate quite a bit of my rice.

Still, you haven't eaten that much.

I'm sure when I get back from the LV lift... I'll have to make it ready for that.

"Now, you guys, give each one of you a weapon. So fight me!

The slaves are afraid of my proclamation. The same girl as Raftaria. What a blade and blood drawer.

Give each of the second-hand weapons you got at the castle. Most of them are daggers for beginners.

"Unless you fight, be prepared because your chest will be painful. After that, I don't think your hometown is coming home."

"Gu..."

Keel is trying to complain to me on my behalf.

But it looks like Raftaria is blocking me from saying anything.

"I don't have to be you guys. We're just gonna make this a territory. But I solicited you as a reward to Raftaria for honestly listening to me. Don't get me wrong."

Abominably, the slaves stare at me.

Haters are also used to it in this world. Nothing. I'm not trying to be charitable. I don't even have to worry about my hindsight worries because I'm going back to the world. We just need to get a place where Raftalia can stay in peace.

"Well... Phyllo, bring the demon you defeated to your luggage. It's a lot of use."

"Yes!"

Right now, it's food.

Later, it is also used to make the shield suck like the smell was doing.

I think we're still a long way off in a lot of ways.

"Look, go. Bye."

I point to Filo's carriage and give the order.

The slaves probably went out hunting, in a carriage, pulled by Firo.

Watch your speed.

"Yes."

The carriage that Phyllo pulls with each goes on.

"Well, then, ask me to build a house"

"Wow, I get it"

Asked the soldiers to build it, and I instructed the shield to prepare the next dish.

It's almost time to hatch the demon.

Before the spiritual turtle meat bottoms up, we need to explore ways to source ingredients...

"So..."

The slaves who went out hunting with the Raftarians returned that evening.

Everybody, it's a mess. The luggage that is being coupled to the carriage is loaded with the demons you defeated. You have to make it your immediate food, and you're in good shape.

But what's worse than that?

Guuuuuuu......

Guuuuu......

Kilululululululululu......

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......

Are you hungry like a blast?

What happens if you give him a sudden LV in an environment where he's also incapable of eating? Don't be a little curious.

Daimyo, I don't think he's going to die of hunger. I think so when I look at Raftalia.

A rapidly growing body craves nourishment and complains of hunger.

"You've come home well, have you been able to fight properly?

"Yeah, we all did our best."

Raftalia answers with a grin.

The slaves look at it with a subtle face.

I'm not playing Spartan, but I guess I'm not being interpretive or anything like that.

"Heh... I'm tired"

"Ooh, Leesia. How's it going?

"I feel easier to move than before"

Indeed, the status is higher than it was before the reset. Fighting would have been somewhat easier as well.

"Sister Leesia. What are you wearing?

"That's because Leesia is a worn maniac."

"Huh!

Leesia denies it, but there's no mistake.

"I knew it..."

Reaching Keel is a convincing beginning and end.

If you hate me, don't believe me.

"Ma, it would be good if you were working properly. Rice."

I put stews and steaks on the table made of spiritual turtle meat that I had prepared in advance.

I expected this to happen. Only the quantity is wasted.

I made a lot of them, but I'm sure they'll be gone soon.

"" "Wow!

The slaves began to swarm and eat with excitement.

All right, all right...

"What's yours, Mr. Firo?

"There is."

Serve Filo's share.

It's about 1.5 times more than the slaves who are eating.

"Is this all? I want more."

"If you want it, hunt and eat it yourself"

"Bu......"

Funky Firo.

Unfortunately, I'm making quite a few. I can't bribe you by myself.

"" "" Thank you!!

What? You said you finished your meal while you were chatting with Filo!?

Did you satisfy me for now?

"Now, kids, get to bed in case tomorrow."

"... yes"

The soldiers sent from the castle pushed the slaves into one of the houses they had repaired over half a day, and we were to rest in the rest of the house.

The windows and stuff are still broken and the wind is blowing house even if the rain is prevented.

I wonder what I'll do about it tomorrow.

"I sleep at everyone's place."

"Yeah, I asked him to get used to it at all."

"Yes!"

Raftalia leaves to sleep with her old friends.

Firo was already half asleep. It is crisp.

Leesia is reading a book about where she brought it from. He's a study enthusiast.

I started making preparations for my next plan. Confirm the LV of all slaves in between.

For once, it seems to be up to 15 LV on average. The status had also risen.

I'd give it up to 30, even for guys who aren't fit to fight, based on Raftarian growth patterns.