God was God-like, I could sit back on the throne and stay flustered, but Belial as he sat down looked restless with his butt muzzled.
"God wants to see the work of the people."
When I tell you, those who connect God with the Word - Shiloh Beard hails both arms.
"Monkey! All right, Mockingjay! Oh, my God!
Mockingjay moved his short legs all the time, and Shirohige guided him around the village.
Stella is totally in a tourist mood, but there are no store-like shops in the settlement. I realize the Devil King's words that I'm only unhappy that I can't shop for souvenirs for Nina.
Is the currency in circulation in the first place? When I asked Shirohige, he said, "I know you!".
I know the concept of monetary economy, but it seems to have become obsolete because this Community does not need it.
Even in rural villages, there are as many inns and liquors and tool shops that host adventurers, but the Mocuppur villages don't seem to have any visitors in the first place.
Most of the terrace is in the fields, growing corn, etc. Are you going to use a water wheel that uses a stream of water to grind and flour the dried grain and store it, and make it into thin bread and eat it?
Apparently the idea is to have the other grace divided from the dense forest.
As fishermen go out into the sea, they regularly descend into dense forests to collect. I'm surprised you won't have a weapon even then.
The settlement had no provision for external enemies, such as walls, and there were blacksmiths who made farming equipment, but the concept of weapons did not even exist.
"Very idyllic. Wouldn't there be a fight or something?
The Mocupples, who went out to work in the field, were scattered walking hand in hand.
The kids raise their voices to cackle and have fun, playing chase and hide.
If the little one fell, the elderly one reached out.
"You've lived like paradise."
Work, eat, play, sleep. The Mocupples have enough of a platform like this boxyard. If you've lived there for a thousand years, you're going to be able to live the same way.
The Great Divine Tree. It sprouted a hell of a place.
Until I saw the first time I lived in the village, I wanted to indoctrinate... but if I saw such a sight, it would be a matter of humanity that I would like to remain calm.
Stella tilted her neck.
"Is that it? Seiklid, what's going on? You looked so bad until just now, and you look like you've been purified from poison?
"As usual, I haven't changed a thing."
God, while Stella and I were having such a conversation, there was a bunch of kids from the village around Belial at some point.
"Kamisama! Kamisama!"
To the innocent children clutching under his feet, Shirohige said, "Kamisa is stuck! Ootakin '!" And I caution you...
"Or I don't mind...... It's only good if I walk slowly."
The children rejoiced in the words of Belial, and joined the line.
It's a common sight in the monastery's early childhood department. It would be unfortunate and dishonorable for the advanced demon tribe, but the outing, that might suit Bereal as well.
Exploring the village, I summed up an approximate reflection in my head.
I also checked with Shiloh Beard somewhat about the formation and building of the village, but he said it was not the feeling that they created it themselves, it was given to them by God.
If so, then perhaps the statue of the gods on the altar was of a human type, which also left behind the figure of the ancients who led them to this platform the Mocupple tribe.
We were able to confirm that we regularly repair the statue of the goddess, both for the good state of preservation of the statue carved on the wall and for the sake of not being able to scratch it.
Very forceful, or a race thick in faith.
It's so white that I want to see if there's anything behind it.
Soon, Berial had each and every one of the assembled children on his shoulder.
"Mokki-ku!
"Momo Mo Kyu!
"Monkey cum!
In the children's circle Belial said, "We're all in order. Don't worry, I won't run, I won't hide," he plays God splendidly.
Or you're a childcare worker, and this is it. Thanks to this, Shirohige ends up worried and fuzzy about whether the children will buy any God's wrath.
Stella lowered her brow butt and laughed.
"Hey Seiklid...... Berial don't you look kind of happy?
"Right. I don't feel like a god, but I'm the one who cares about those who should be protected."
Usually wielded by Nina and Stella, Belial laughs softly with constant difficulty.
And the demon king groaned pompously.
"You might as well be a god."
"No way. There's no way Mr. Belial would abandon his loyalty to Stella and Nina."
"Yeah...... but me and Nina have always had Belial protect us and we never thought about Belial happiness"
I was surprised by a serious stellar sometime.
"Hey, what's up, Seychlid? Is there something on my face?
"Mr. Stella is the Demon King, but you are overflowing with tenderness to caring for others"
"Well, idiot... it's not like that."
With his face pointing at the other side in denial, the Demon King pointed his mouth just a little.
Well, what's the matter?
I don't care what Stella says. Belial will say he's going back to Demon King's Castle, and he won't have anything to worry about.
The buds of the great god tree are still young. If you're weak, it might be a good idea to let Stella burn you. But... I can't believe we're going to burn the buds, not even in the wind of the clergy.
Nevertheless, a separate task force may be dispatched by the Pontifical Agency to leave the buds unattended. Besides, the demons who feel the sacred fluctuations of buds and move to eliminate them also exist in the Hills.
It is my conclusion that it is good to pick them in the buds.
And then we'll hit something and go home with metamagic so the Mocupples won't be saddened by God's absence. Let's do that.
The truth is, there were some hands that dropped Berial into a bad god and inverted the faith of the Mocupples.
And when thoughts were about to come together, from a building that looked like a zoo, a warehouse, or a granary, came the Mocupple clan with a kettle of terracotta on its head, before the bereal.
The kettle was filled with cloudy orange and yellow liquid. There is white bubble floating on the surface.
"Mockingjay"
And Shirohige said to God, "He wants to see you again, not just later."
Berial's nose moved hiccups, and God swallowed the gokuri and the claw.
The "not only afterlife” filled in the pot seems to have been made from corn.
It's fermented and turned sugar into alcohol.
From the first time in the life of the Mocupples, we could also have expected to make these things, but they are miscalculations. It is a major miscalculation.
God said.
"Ugh... I can't refuse to let you get in the way. And the water of life must have a good effect."
Even if you didn't say no to me, I'd say no to Stella if it was a regular berial, but she was treated like a god and her senses were paralyzed.
Berial grabbed a pot the size of a child's head with both hands.
A silo beard raises his hands and makes sure he dances pretentiously over his head to raise his voice.
"Kami's - I'd like to try something nice."
"" "I'd like to see it -" "
Hey, wait a minute. What's that joke about? The surrounding Mocupple tribes gathered and set up.
"That's it. That's it. That's it."
"" "Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" "
Berial rocked his big breasts vertically and put his mouth on the edge of the kettle. Slowly and reliably leans the kettle, throats, and the faithful (mocupples) also shine their eyes at God, who gives a tranced look.
That would be nice. Because God is happy to swallow what we have made.
Did Cole push you back, without breathing on you? Belial drank out the water of his life full of pots.
"Pu Ha! What? This tastes like booze."
It's booze.
God's eyes sit on them as soon as possible.
"Hmm, I'd like to swallow a little more to make sure."
"Mockingjay!
Kakoma ~! And whether I said it or not, the Mocupples, who brought a pot of booze, patted their big tails and headed back to the brewery.
A second cup is immediately offered to God.
"Oh, in a pot again even though it's a little good... and I don't know what else to do. Damn it, that's the one."
Omaeganer. I don't even notice Berial in my eyes seeing the pitiful man of the Demon King.
Oh...... you've waited to degenerate. This is...