The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

"... chi, Father.... somehow, well... my father was heading to the swamp at night to study the moth. Even though I told you not to burn the moth, I knew it was more reasonable to use ultrasound, yes, that's all, I'm really glad...!

"That's right...! Regardless of whether your father's research bore fruit, the sincerity was worthy of the lord to drive away the moths most safely. I don't know how much we've been saved just knowing that...! I'd like to give your father a prize!

"I don't know... even if the student at the athletic event says something that the principal teacher can point at..."

Yonas murmured to the children who showed their followers.

Deborah and the others had a look of "gone."

Lucas and the others also couldn't think of a word to use, and gently turned their gaze to encourage Yonas for a moment.

"Isn't it all because of Jonas that you disabled this moth, the first prize of your heart and everything?"

The person who had splendidly broken Jonas' heart earlier said such a thing with his face.

"I usually hear that moth wings have a brown color. However, the Frenzel moth is green. Is that because Jonas used the demonic insect that lives in the swamp to change the color and shape of the moth?

――……

Jonas opened his eyes to the suggestion.

He stared seriously at Elma and then lowered his voice and said, "Did you notice...?" he asked.

Elma nodded,

"Yes, I was concerned about its nature when I discovered the carefree middlings in the Mansion's garden."

Answer lightly.

"What do you mean...?

After all, Elma explained to Deborah, who revealed her confusion, without any particular expression.

"The midripsi I drank the other day from Deborah. You said that it was slightly distracting. Growth is frightening and has an unusually strong detoxification (detoxification) effect. Since Deborah drank all kinds of poison in an instant, I wondered if ingesting the insect would even invalidate the poison of the moth."

In the pond where the weak daughter is supposed to be, there is a monster who is careless.

When it comes to spontaneous occurrence, the growth of middlings is still good.

It was hard to see and lived in the backyard close to Jonas' room.

Erma, who had caught on to those things, got up early this morning and gave the moth she caught yesterday a pond bug.

Then the moth ate it like a familiar bait.

And from anywhere in the moth's body - including the scale flour they emitted yesterday - no poison or mood was detected.

…………

Deborah and the others took a breath into the unexpected.

However, if I was told, even if I breathed in the air that would definitely cause the scale flour to be mistaken, I didn't feel any difficulty breathing.

Deborah was confused and hit her forehead.

"But... ten years ago, I did inhale scales and collapse..."

"Yes, that must be why Jonas started his research. Scale poison scattered throughout the territory should have decreased as we age."

"If you ask me...."

In the last few years, Deborah has never fallen.

However, I didn't realize it because I dragged myself all the way to the Mansion and deepened my indigestion.

Instead of dazed Deborah, Elma turns back to Jonas.

And I asked him to check the facts indifferently.

"A swamp where people rumor that magic bugs are spreading. So you were raising the middlings, feeding them to the moths, and detoxifying the moths in your territory? The beetle that was gushing in the pond in the backyard was the experiment. - Is that right?

The people took a breath.

Because I had no idea that Yonas, who had scolded you so much, was doing such a thing.

But if that is true, he has been doing research for us for many years, even under unjustified slander.

Erich and the others killed their breath and stared at Yonas.

Eventually,

"... that's right."

Yonas nodded low.

The voice was blurred like a guilty defendant for some reason.

"A study to detoxify moths using magic insects, and a study to drive moths away using ultrasound. I was going through both of them."

It should be a task that I should be proud of as a lord.

But looking at Jonas, who was careful to hide it, Lucas felt very uncomfortable.

Jonas was still studying how to protect his territory, even though he was distanced from his people and family.

With such a sense of responsibility and clarity of mind, why didn't you think of informing the people about the content of the research?

The more grandiose I was, the more I was able to immerse myself in research and experimentation.

In the first place, why did he rot in the development of methods to "detoxify" or "chase away" moths using physical improvement and sonic waves rather than quickly "kill" them?

Elma said it was clean or cost-saving, but since she has the ability to go beyond knowledge, people will usually think more about destruction than improvement if they put pests forward.

(Until then, I was trying not to hurt the moth-?)

This lord still has something to hide.

But the moment Lucas woke up,

"- Where?"

Following the gaze of Jonas with his face down, Elma, who was somehow staring at the ground, cut out into a wipe.

"What should we do with these eggs?"

"Ah"

The surroundings are comfortable with the point.

And in the field before them were still many branches of the egg, and of the mycelium that it emitted.

Although adults are more detoxified, the ecology of these eggs has not changed.

The branches rot and melt, and the richest vineyards of the year lose their colour only in that area.

Successfully eliminating the moth and understanding the lord's true intentions, Erich, who was busy with excitement and chest blows, was also pushed into a terrible reality and silenced.

Fortunately, we've done so much damage while being attacked by that crowd.

But - at least Erich and the others will have a tough winter this year.

The Frenzel family spoke to Erich and the others individually.

"This is our family's responsibility for failing to prevent spawning. I promise to make amends for the lost branches."

"The branches with the eggs will be incinerated and disposed of with our responsibility before the moth returns to sanity. I want you to leave it to me."

"Please rest well today."

Each of them has a personal and responsible attitude that they have never imagined before.

The people looked at each other and tried to accept it with a weepy smile.

"--Please wait"

Elma waited there.

She wears glasses again because she no longer has the fear of cracking and shines the glass. And I asked him if he had an atmosphere where he could tell that he was real.

"What does compensation mean? Why are we talking about incinerating eggs there?"

"-What?"

Elma asked, and her sister and father raised their eyebrows in suspicion.

But Elma took it very seriously everywhere.

"Hike until you get home. Disaster recovery until happiness. How can it be called a half-way bug control or a bug control when an egg rots its branches and fills in its bumps?"

"Um...."

In front of the confused group, Elma lifted the bridge of her glasses.

"I'll take it back more than I lost. Until you beat up the profits (...) rather than ravaging the fields, it's called" normal "insect control, right?

Where are you talking about eliminating worm lines!?

The cry of one and the same heart became strange.