After crusading the Dragon Undead, we collect the loot.
As an adventurer for many years, I can't remove the loot collection.
"Vivi will help you, too."
Vivi comes and helps.
Femme is useless in stripping loot. But he put the dragons together in one place.
Put together three lessers that the femmes had defeated beforehand and the minute they were defeating in the first fireball in one place.
All together, one Great, 20 Lessers.
Essentially, loot remains the same even for zombies. However, if corruption is progressing, scales cannot be removed.
But this time, luckily, corruption had barely progressed.
It would be quite an income.
"That's a bad number."
"Right."
Only a member of the Brave Party, including myself, can manage this number.
If all of the brave parties are absent, even the King's Capital could fall.
"It's sad to see a proud dragon become a zombie."
"Right. I feel sorry for the zombies, especially among the undead."
The magic of zombification is said to have been made by ancient dark demon mentors to make man a fully submissive slave.
And it's the biggest contraindication.
The magic of zombification shall be a living corpse that deprives the body of its freedom.
Zombie magic puppets become undignified puppets.
The scary thing is that zombies still have the will they always had.
Even though you are willing, your body moves on its own against your will. I can't even communicate my intentions.
There is no more horrible technique.
"I have a dragon. It's also proud of its great dragon, which is highly resistant to combat and witchcraft."
It would have been mindless to be a zombie.
I offered prayers for the dragons.
In the middle of stripping loot, I asked Vivi.
"By the way, Vivi. How could you help me?
"Eh, that's..."
Vivi says finally.
"Oh, yeah! I wanted to sell my favors to the dogs. Now I don't want to eat frizz."
"I see."
Vivi said that to deceive.
I don't know, I guess Vivi was worried about Fem, too.
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After the demolition, it was midnight when I returned to the village of Murgu.
Still, Millet will be waiting for me.
"Welcome back. Are you hurt?
"It's okay."
Colette's awake, too. I'm squeezing my eyes like I'm sleeping.
"Old man, Fem, welcome back. Welcome back, too."
That said, I hug Femme all the time.
"Wow, wow."
Femme is also happily licking Colette's face.
I had a night meal that day and went to bed right away.
Sleep alone with two people in the same bed.
More than usual, Fem only stuck with my heart.
I'm putting my jaw over my belly. Somewhat heavy but patient.
Vivi also feels closer to Femme than usual. I was asleep pinching the tip of Fem's tail.
After breakfast the next day, I'll work as a guard as usual.
Fem is running around nearby, and Vivi is graffitiing on the ground.
"Wafufufufu"
Femme barked. Seeing as it was, Femme's kids were bringing me yesterday's loot.
Claws, fangs, bones, dragon scales, demon stones, etc.
"Oh, thank you"
I have about the height of an adult, such as fangs. Bones are even bigger.
Scales also have about a large eye shield.
The Demon Wolves partitioned those big bags and carried them so hard.
Femme stopped me when I tried to give the Demon Wolves a thank you beef.
"It's not for the Demon Wolves to be able to feed you."
But thanks for carrying the loot this time.
'What I carried was a thank you for helping me crusade the dragon. I can't get through with any more thanks. "
"You know what?"
"Umm."
Instead, I stroked the wolves around.
"By the way, Fem's fed, okay?
"Wahoo?
Femme falls asleep by the corn and says huff-huff.
I couldn't help it, so I stroked his stomach.
If I had done that, the village chief would have come. Millet called me.
"Mr. Al. What can I do for you?
"Oh, village chief, thank you for taking the time. Look at this."
Show the dragon drops to the village chief.
"Yesterday, I worked with Femmes and Vivi."
"What? Do you have a dragon?"
"Yes, there's a lot of it, so don't you have somewhere to put it? Of course, I'll pay for something modern."
I can't let you in the guard cabin. It's also a waste to put it in a "magic bag" even though that's not why I carry it.
"Do, dragon, so..."
The village chief looks like he's been shocked.
Some consider dragons to be sacred creatures. The mayor of the village may be that tight person.
So I apologize for once.
"I'm sorry. But it was undead, so I had to."
"No, that's not what I meant. If you fight the dragon, you'll die!
The village chief seems to have worried me. Thankfully.
"I'll be careful"
"Be really careful, huh?
"Yes, thank you"
After that, the village chief lent me the land. He wanted a land of spread, so it would be outside the village but close enough.
"All right, we'll build a warehouse."
"Don't do it!
"Wahoo."
We started building the warehouse.
Purchase the wood from the village wood dust and ask the village carpenter to help.
Magic is very useful for architecture.
Convenient for carrying wood, striking nails, and building foundations.
Gravity magic also makes it easier to get a roof built on the ground on later.
"Maybe the Wizard's vocation is carpentry?
"I guess so."
That's what the carpenter said and laughed gahaha.
The vacant villagers also helped.
During the break, one of the villagers who was helping me looked me in the face and said:
"Mr. Al is a fine wizard, but he's friendly."
"Really, thank you"
"But it might be majestic."
Yeah, yeah. The villagers are nodding at each other.
"Is it majestic?
"Oh, majesty. I mean, it's so powerful."
The villagers who were listening to that also agree.
"It doesn't have to be majestic. I guess."
"That's not true! It's better to have majesty, you see, a clear beak or something"
"That's right! Mr. Al, wait a minute."
I don't know what you came up with, Millet runs to the house, and I'll be right back.
Millet brought a beard.
"It's the one I used at last year's festival. I'll give it to you if you like."
"Oh, don't you look good on Mr. Al?
From the beard to the chin. Under my nose and under my nose.
Chin beard or something, while it seems to reach the navel.
The villagers are delighted to see the mundane beard.
"Well, I'll put it on for a second..."
"He's looking like a fine wizard." "Style is out."
I put it on and it was popular with the villagers.
Could be used as a means of disguise. That's what I thought, so I appreciate the beard.
I have magically helped, and the warehouse was completed in three days.
Vivi's magic formation, which also has the effect of internal expansion.
"Architecture is where artistic magic comes in! Unlike crude battle magic formations, you can paint beautiful and elegant magic formations."
Vivi was very uptight.
Thanks to the enchantment of Vivi's technology, the capacity inside has been expanded up to ten times.
It is also sturdy. Not even a few attacks or disasters are frightening.
"The magician's vocation may be carpentry."
"That's right, Vivi"
"Right? Right?"
Vivi cheeked happily.
The bottom of the warehouse is a little empty. The demon wolves seemed to like it there.
Sleeping a few in a mogul.
"I wonder if the Demon Wolves are guarding us, too"
"It is."
Femme is proud.
"Hmm! I bet you're going to look at the gap and steal it."
"It's not like your Lord."
"It's not what I found out. Al! I have a straw idea."
To be able to say back to Femme is what Vivi also grew up to be.
"Think about it?
"Ask Morphy to give us a warehouse number."
That's what Vivi said and strained his chest.