Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

I managed to finish the soup dish with Lassie Juice for you.

I looked around the dewstore for other things, but Jaisar seems to eat soup and stir-fried meat with spices instead of bread as the staple.

Some of them were fierce eaters with plenty of spices and olive oil on their bread.

Maybe if I were you, I wouldn't be able to swallow it without withstanding the spiciness.

Whatever you eat on my level right now. I couldn't let go of Lassie Juice.

For one thing, when my stomach swells, I try to stay away from the hustle and bustle and head to the center.

Jaisar is a city where water resources are at its centre. I wanted to take a look at the oasis that is the key to the city.

I came to the center after being told if I needed water or not.

In front of you is a large source of water.

Looking at it this way, it looks like there's usually a reservoir all over the city, but if you look at the view in the distance, it's indisputable desert. This is an unmistakable city in the corner of the desert.

Comparing it this way, it seems like a miracle that beautiful water exists in a place where there is only such sand.

I heard that the desert sometimes has groundwater sources by the way, but did it erupt by chance or did someone dig it out?

It would be amazing to see this much abundance of water on a thirsty earth.

The surroundings of the oasis were properly cobbled and the benches were arranged.

There are many soldiers patrolling with spears.

Again, I guess I'm keeping an eye out for someone not to prank because it's a water resource that can be considered life in the city.

But there's no such thing as a tough vibe in the oasis.

The people who are coming here are neat somewhere, too.

I guess there are only water sources that everyone cares about and no one tries to do something about it sooner.

Well, in a city where the most important thing is water, you don't know what to do if you take a coarse phase involving water.

As I walk around the oasis, I see the kids pumping water with buckets.

Soldiers keep a good eye out, but don't seem angry just because they approached the waterfront on their own.

I'll try to get close too. He seems to be clean enough because of the desert zone.

"Drop it..."

The water was soggy when I tried it by hand. Not as warm as the temperature of the bath, but raw.

After all, the temperature of the water there also seems to be higher when it's so warm.

Sit on the bench and neat without particularly drinking water.

If it is the village of Coriat, it should be hit by quite a bit of cold. But I don't feel that at all when I'm coming to a cold place with a metastasis.

What a luxury it is to be able to indulge in the warmth of the sun in this way when it is the middle of winter.

Leaving his back deep on the bench and relaxing, the street became noisier.

Looking around, I could see people walking soothingly or sitting on the bench running out at a glance.

What? What? Something terrible happened to the relaxed people running out of nowhere.

In a hurry, I run off the bench to see what's going on, even as I prepare to escape with my metastasis.

When I stopped by the hustle and bustle, there seemed to be a lot of people gathering and cheering.

I don't know what's going on with people's enthusiastic screams and rising temperatures, and I'm moving onto the right roof.

Looking down the street from the roof, there were women walking wide with canes that seemed to be bent warriors and wizards with light black skin.

At the center of the line is a creature like a mole, with a massive supply on its back.

Is it a famous adventurer or mercenary here? Or the merchants? I feel that people's reactions are absurd.

"Oh, little traveler? You're in a great place."

A woman's face came out of the building window, speculating, for example.

I'm on the roof now. If you're a landlord, you'd be about to get pissed off about where you came from.

"Excuse me, I was just wondering about this noise"

"Oh, you'd be surprised if you weren't familiar with this neighborhood. The people downstairs are desert hauliers. Warriors across the desert selling supplies from the city to the city and sending people. In desert cities that tend to rely on supplies from outside, they are heroes."

Water will be more abundant than elsewhere because this is an oasis, but there are still plenty of daily necessities, vegetables, iron products and things that are missing.

They carry them at risk, but they're just heroes from the townspeople.

If they don't come and sell us supplies every day, even the residents of this city will have their lives dry.

"Well, that sounds more popular than a half-breed adventurer."

"Definitely."

Yeah. The profession that kids admire when they do it and see it with sparkling eyes must be a haulier.

"By the way, how do you get out of there?

After watching for a while, a woman asks with a jealous view.

If I was appropriately boisterous, I thought the other side would get tired of pulling in first, but that's not going to happen in there.

My physical abilities make it impossible to get off such a high and no ladder or handle.

I just have to use metastases.

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

Using it at times like this is still limited to transferring out of sight to the other person.

I activated a metastasis into a gap where a woman missed her gaze.

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"Oops!

The place I happened to see on the roof was the desert outside Jaisar.

When I land on a transfer, my legs get stuck in the sand.

Worst. Now I've got tons of sand in my shoes.

But when the sand gets this far, I feel like I don't care as soon as possible.

The other side of the entrance I came in is the desert zone. The desert continues in extension.

Is the desert by the city relatively safe or I can see the kids playing properly?

At least there seems to be a low chance of encountering demons around here.

This is my first time experiencing the desert because I haven't traveled abroad to Locke because I was a livestock company in my previous life.

Unlike the sand on the beach, which was in Kagra and Eric's territory, it's brownish sand.

When I walk to try it, the sand clumps around like nothing compares to the beach.

"Shouldn't I take off my shoes?

Easy to walk.

I looked at the kids playing and they were all running around barefoot.

Apparently it's not as hot as you can't walk barefoot...... no, the Lazur just has exceptionally sturdy skin, which from me could be the kind of heat that burns.

I'll try to get my hands on the rough ground, even as I get ready to do some water magic.

"It's warm, but not so much."

It's warmer in the sunlight, but not at a temperature that burns otherwise. You won't have to worry about a cold burn if this happens.

It was okay to hold hands for a while, so I take off my shoes and socks.

The desert sand is very salacious.

Every time I walk, the salaries and sand flow between my fingers.

I don't feel like I'm just walking this far, so I'll run as far as I want.

The salacious sand rises like smoke, but it's refreshing inside to run on unmingled sand.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!?

But as I kept running, my leg was taken to see if I stuck it in the soft sand.

I had a short leg because of my seven-year-old, so I got my butt on it.

Looks like Asmo was buried with his feet taken by snow at last year's harvest festival.

"" Hahahahahaha!

Seeing my ugliness like that makes the kids laugh.

No malice with an innocent laugh, but I'm embarrassed inside because I'm a good old man.

I escaped on my own and tried to walk out as if nothing had happened, but in the third step my leg was taken again in the same way.

"You're a lousy walker in the desert!

The girl who knitted it three times said that with a laugh, pulling me up.

Even though she's a girl, she's surprisingly powerful.

"Why can't they take my leg when you're standing in the same spot as me?

"Not at all, huh? Because the ground is hard here."

I was inclined to the neck with a pure look that said, "What are you taking for granted?

I stepped at her feet to try and there was hardness in the sand like a wet beach.

Apparently, some places have soft sand that can be buried, while others have solid feet like this.

They know that perfectly, and they seem to be picking and moving there.

I'll hand tap the foot where the girl is and see how it feels somehow.

"Hmm...... so is everything okay around here?

When I said that and stepped out, I knew they took my leg and laughed at me.

Walking in the desert is too difficult......