The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

As for potion bottles.

The manufacture of new bottles was essential. The problem is where the ingredients are obtained, and there is a shortage of sand in the sand quarry of Mariella's Takeaway Falls.

Securing sand quarries and building glass plants were cited as essential challenges.

"His Excellency General Leonhardt has given you a valuable antidemon potion! This is an important task! Now is the time to show the true value of our City Guard! Cut open the Demon Forest, and it will be taken by the Demon Forest Flood (Stampede) to reclaim the Sandbox!

Terutel is the nori. His position is as a consultant and he is not in a position to deliver a speech. There are various problems when I hear Teruter's statement as an order to obey, but when I hear it as a chat, it kind of dusts me, so I make everyone like it when there is no real harm.

Near the glass workshop site, where Mariella and Siege once made sheet glass, is an excellent sand quarry where rivers flow into the underground waters and where there is still plenty of sand. Though swallowed by the Devil's Forest, the distance between a few moments and the labyrinth city is also close with Yagoo's legs. Since the cultivation of the Devil's Forest has been predominantly about food production, the information on the sand quarry was forgotten, but Weishardt, who heard from Mariella and Sieg, drew up a plan that was feasible.

The pioneering to the sand quarry was communicated by Leonhardt himself to the Urban Defense Forces for orders. Telutel, who stuck with the current colonel and Captain Kite to receive orders, said Leonhardt's "This is an important task. It is no exaggeration to say that the future of labyrinth cities depends on the success or failure of this operation. I felt so moved that my heart trembled at the speed of access (cuckoo stain) and at the site of the glass workshop.

It is not false to say that it is an important task. A number of demon-proof potions are offered in barrels. Given the rarity of the potion, its importance is immeasurable. If I don't respond to the trust that gave me such a mandate. Teruter's face was as red as the first boy to be given a sword.

Moreover, a single adventurer was dispatched as an escort for this opening project.

He was once a ship-eyed young man who helped Teruter out of a giant slime.

"Whoa, whoa! You did! Thanks! Thanks! You're here to help me again, sir!

Terutel with great joy. He's squeezing Sieg's hand and shaking it. Less hand sweating of tension and excitement is amazing. Sieg's hands are going to get even more snarky with a slippery bow and arrow that is still not handled well.

Siegmund never stops making and smiling in this situation. That's the man my master calls' black '. Let's call it an adult response. Networking is particularly beneficial for those who can only rely on their own force, like adventurers. Besides, Zeke is still a slave. Understanding the area, Siegmund, smiling and gripping back at Terutel's sweaty hands, may be a little more belly-black than Mariella thinks.

Zeke's secondment is Frazija's decision. Frazija, who saw Siege practicing bows in her backyard,

"Ahhh? What are you doing to someone who doesn't move? Just fine. If you have time to play, go and escort the opening. Oh, the rice is sourced locally. Come back till it's over."

So I kicked Zeke out of the house. Besides, the Mithril sword Mariella gave me has been taken away, and the only weapons I have are the bows and massive arrows supplied by the Labyrinth Crusaders, and the Lynx dagger.

"Mariella's protection…………"

"It's fine because I'll take a look at it. Marieller, Zeke's going hunting for Oak King meat."

Frazija slams down a zeke trying to find an island to mount. Mariella, called by her master, comes from the back. My eyes are a little sparkly.

"Wow, Sieg, are you going to hunt me oak king!? You were just out of meat! Fun!"

It is a full smile. The last oak king meat Mariella took care of would be even more so because her master had eaten it.

"Finally, they're also going to escort the city guard, so it sounds like they're going to be away for a while, but you don't mind, do you, Mariela? The place is shallow in the Devil's Forest, and the City Guard is with us, so there's nothing particularly dangerous about it."

"Yeah! Sieg, be careful! Oh, take a lot of potion!

The boulder is the master. I'm getting Mariella's bumps. Plus, he seems to be grabbing Sieg's point. To Mariella's fine smile I've seen for a long time, there's no way I can say I don't like Sieg.

"Oh, Mariela. I'll be sure to bring home the oak king meat!

Thus, he went to the Devil's Forest with a piece of equipment called a bow and dagger that he could not yet handle well, and began a hard mission to provide meat to himself, the City Guard and the serfs who were participating in the opening. The meals of the participants in the opening work are naturally prepared, but the farmers in particular are not nutritious enough to say what is wrong with all the crude meals. You need to feed them meat to get them to work a little harder.

Even though she left with a smile on Mariela, Siegmund's temper is heavy.

Arlyman Hot Springs nightmare again. It's a training day without Mariella that I visited suddenly.

But now you can't spend a month on it. Even though it comes with Frazija, the teacher, it's that character. Looks like we're going to have more trouble with Mariela than we're going to take care of Mariela. I have to go back to 'Wood Leak Day' before Mariela becomes Mal (...) Ella again.

Even while Siegmund is troubled, Mariella must have a demon hand called confectionery sneaking up on her, and "Wood Leak Day" could overflow with a liquor bottle. It may be paradise for my alchemist brother, but from the outside, it's a hell of a painting. You have to do whatever it takes to get home before the "Wood Leak Day" goes into that state.

Lynx and Edgan were together at the Arlyman Hot Springs. Those days when I made out with a companion of my own are a glorious and nostalgic memory for Sieg. But Lynx isn't here now, and Edgan isn't back from the Imperial Capital. By the siege, there are only telutés who try to get along if there are gaps.

You can't hate Teruter either, or he's not a bad guy, but he's too old to be my friend to talk to. Every time he sees a dagger entrusted to him by Lynx, Zeke is driven by the feeling of nostalgia for the time he spent with his late friend.

(A week! Whatever you do, I'll be home in a week!

Siegmund finally awakened. What have you been thinking about so many difficult things?

They hunt and hunt around edible demons while guarding a group of people who work in the opening. The bow doesn't hit well. Off or plundered. Each time an exasperated demon strikes, but if it comes off, you can shoot it again. If you come nearby, there's a dagger, and if you can knock the arrow out directly with your hand, that's fine. Fortunately, only the potion was held in large quantities, and I was able to bring basilisk leather protective equipment. I don't go through demonic attacks around here or anything, and I don't need to worry about some injuries.

I don't care if the bow doesn't hit me or if I'm good or bad. Because of the demon removal potion, not many demons come by, so even if the bow comes off, the demon will just come this way. Anyway, I need the quantity. We need to feed the meat to the serfs who haven't eaten the meat satisfactorily and give it strength.

Siegmund turned into a hunter who didn't think about anything extra, but even pursued his prey. When everyone in the opening squad called him "Brother of the Meat," Zeke's bow was quite capable of defeating his prey.

And Terutel, who was given an important task by the admiring General Leonhardt, together with a precious potion, even if not directly, to reunite with his benefactor and high adventurer.

With the benefactor Zeke, enthusiasm was burning in his chest at the joy of being involved in a great cause.

Demon removal potions are not the earliest scarcity in a labyrinth city, and it was harder to prepare herbs than to smell potions, but he doesn't know that. No, even if I knew, I must have burned to a sense of purpose, regardless, because I meant Teruter.

The enthusiasm that dominates Teruter. Strong aspirations. He was now glowing in a very socially beneficial direction.

Physically for some reason.

I don't have a head. It was kind of like the afterlight emitting a strong "empathy" to those around me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The Urban Defense Corps crews are fueled into their mission by the skills of Terutel, which has evolved at a truly convenient time. The Urban Defense Corps crew and the serfs and hired slum dwellers borrowed for the opening work all cut through the Devil's Forest to the former workshop site where Mariella and Siege made sheet glass, in an unusual high tension.

"We have an exorcism potion! Demon Forest Demons and more!

"The demon won't show up if you're spraying the demon removal potion. The Devil's Forest that spreads before us is no different than just a forest!

Urban Defense Corps crew shouting powerful words in their mouths. The Devil's Forest is wide, and if you go to the deep layers, there are strong demons that don't work such as demon removal potions. But I don't know, what is Hua?

The fact that Terutel spoke of Siege's strength rather overestimated also applauds their strength. Cut down the trees in an invincible mood, paying branches on the spot and processing them into coarse piles stick out on both ends of the open road. Wrap the rope made of Daisies around it and plant Daisies and Bromomintera around the pile. Stocks and large stones can use earthly magic to soften the ground, and serfs and yagoos work together to dig it up.

The soil is fine with particles, and if the luggage passes, no matter how much it solidifies, it will flow and form a wafer. So crush the large stone to the size of a large or small gravel, then mix it to the ground and tighten it.

No matter how much magic you can use, the City Guard is a gathering of no more than three armies. It's not an easy task to pave the way for people even though they're a few hours away on Yagoo's feet. Defeat the rare demons that come out, and if the magic runs out, take turns, and keep working while everyone gets sweaty.

Even though fatigue exceeds a certain value, everyone smiles because of the horror of Terutel's Empathy.

Good meat to eat full every day. Because my body wants nourishment, I think it's still there. Work a lot, eat a lot. Dominated by Therutel's fervent sense of mission and man's deep-rooted food and labor delights, what a short period of one week, he has succeeded in clearing the way to the sand quarry on the glass workshop site and bringing the sand into the labyrinth city.

Incidentally, it was a Telutel skill that evolved conveniently, but despite the evolution, I still couldn't control the activation of my own volition, and nobody even realized that it had evolved, including myself. Since Teruter's skills did not affect everyone's abilities, they were in fact only effective to such an extent that they felt comfortable working thanks to Teruter's empathy. However, the sense of accomplishment that we had accomplished a great deal of work on our own brought great confidence to the Urban Guard and to the serfs who had participated in the opening.

And people in labyrinth cities who saw a line of city defensemen heading into the Devil's Forest in a good mood said they praised their bravery and made the city defense more popular. It was a less profitable effect, but at a later date the Urban Defense Corps may have been a blossom of terruter-like skills because of the compliments it received from His Excellency General Leonhardt.