To Deprive a Deprived Person

An old man in a robe can magic a metal rod in the shape of a pen. A light lights up at the tip of the metal rod, writing the problem on a long-shaped plate about one meter long and three meters across.

"What about 1 + 1?

"Ha! Ha! Two!!

"Uhm. Namari, you're right."

The face of the old man smiles with a broken face at the figure of Namari, who answers well. Namari looked over at the children around him and said, "What do you think?"

"Ah! Namari, you're cheating. Even I knew it."

"The sooner you win, the better. I'm the best!

Impica swells her cheeks and pulls Namari's sleeve.

"Hmm, Namari then. Say the answer to this."

The old man strokes his long jawbeard and even writes problems on the board.

"Huh!? 2, 27 + 31? Er..."

Namari rushes to count with his fingers on both hands. What Namari could see was the addition and deduction of not more than twenty. In the hand of the child around the namari, he had an object that turned the metal rod in the old man's possession one turn smaller and a plate about size A4. When the kids write problems with their magic on metal bars, they begin to calculate hard.

The plate on the metal rod used in this class is a demonic prop created by Yu and Russ in alchemy. Enchantment in metal bars allows you to write as many letters as you want on the board. By letting them use their magic from within their children, they are increasing the magic and MP of beasts, especially those who do not like magic. Other than this, five virtues that can adjust the firepower in each household, demonic props that produce water, agricultural tools, etc. were also made so that they could not be used without magic.

"Namari, okay?

"Uh-huh... not enough fingers"

"Use my fingers, too?

Namari and Impica work together to try to solve the problem, but it still seemed difficult for the two of them. One child puts up a board while the other children struggle.

"Mm-hmm. Canteen's right."

"Awesome!

"Canteen, wow!

"How do you know that?"

Canteen, a child of the Fallen, has no mouth to speak of, but the children just praise him for not having anything to do with it. Unaccustomed to praise, Canton shyly hid his face on the board.

"The canteen, right? You're fucking the king, aren't you?

"With Master Odono?

"That's right. Eh. She said she'd follow me to the empty pony when she got the best."

"" "Nice!!" "

"This is it. Why don't you be quiet?"

The old man pays attention to the noisy children, but the other old man who watched it from the rear of the children tongues "chip" like it doesn't seem funny.

"What is a contort, a complaint?

"Complain? It's settled! It's not gonna be funny forever. We're doing classes! It's time for Non's turn, you piece of shit!

"What!? Fucking jizzy is more like you! Look at Noon! Unlike you, your hips don't bend, and your hair is blocked!!

"Ha! Where is it? The only thing blocking me would be that depressing mustache!!

Although the two old men arguing get progressively excited and become a combination.

"Grandfathers, you can't kick it!

Impica put her hand on her hips and said, "Meh! scold." Watch out for the old men that the other kids shouldn't get upset.

"Right. Impica's right. It's not a good fight."

"Awalt, you're cheating on yourself! Impica, why don't you fight?

"Really?

Impica tilts her face and peeks down at Aevert and Konrat's face. Impica's bright white, fluffy tail wiggles to the left and right as she suspects the two old men. Two old men's eyes fall down on that adorable figure.

"Not true."

"Uhm! Nong and the others are close."

The old men put their shoulders together and appeal to Impica to get along. When the fight heals, the children urge the old men to continue their classes. The old men had a sloppy grin on the appearance of adorable children of all races.

These two old men, their names are called Aevert and Konrat. Originally I tutored noble children against them, but one time I didn't listen at all because noble children I followed were raised selfishly all I could. Parents frustrated by the lack of achievement dismiss the two as poorly taught. The two dismissed look for their next employer, but the nobleman who hired them told the nobility around them how they were incompetent. Neither can the two without any back shield claim that the spread rumors are lies. Assuming he alleged a lie of 800, he would have been executed for insulting the nobility.

Where the two who lost their jobs were going, they were the last jobs, the adventurers, to be reached by the desolates and those who were overwhelmed by their positions. Even if they rot, they are two people who were working against nobility. Horses did not fit with other adventurers who were nasty and crude, and the only man in the rear guard position whose horses fit was the one who became adventurers in the same situation. Even if the three of us are partying together, they are all in the guard position. And I didn't even want to be an adventurer. This didn't work, and the three of them were running off to booze to earn a dime. Taking quests day by day is also diminishing, and at last debt causes them to be sold as slaves. The destination sold is the island inhabited by the subpeople. He is more despicable than an adventurer, such as a subhuman. They were two wary men in awe of the war, but what they waited for was to teach the subhuman children to study.

Subhuman children admire themselves with their teachers, and when they see them, they smile and rub off. Aevalt and Konrat had been told that they could not return from the island to the Lame continent, but that was getting better at the earliest. Now I had found happiness in spending every day with my children. The two had been paid despite being slaves, but they never bought booze with that money either. I was so drowned in booze, I wasn't drinking a drop anymore. What is distracting is the man in the rear guard who was partying. Thinking about that man who lost his job because nobility hated him just as much as we did ourselves, we're worried that we can't do something about it. Next time, the two of us were going to see if we could solicit that brunette boy, who is the Lord, as a teacher.

To the south of the nameless kingdom, the orchard expands, but as it passes through it, the farmland continues to extend. Today, Isaiah, the slave, is still shouldering his shoulders to see how the crop is growing. Around him were the inhabitants of the nameless kingdom who were engaged in farming, sweating with their hands and forks, just like Isaiah.

"Isaiah, why don't you take a break?

Speak to Isaiah as the devil tribe man wipes his sweat with a hand tug.

"Right. Would you like to take a break?"

"Oops! We're gonna take a break!

When everyone went to the resting place, Shilo greeted everyone there who listened to them as soon as possible. Shiloh, who was initially only the subject of fear, is now also used to Isaiah.

"Shiro, it always helps."

When Isaiah strokes his head, Shiloh happily tangles his tentacles in Isaiah.

"Isaiah, we're not in the habit of growing crops, are we growing them so fast?

"It's outrageous! I can't believe you're getting this big in a month."

This island, called the Nameless Kingdom, was an unthinkable place because of Isaiah's common sense. It is an island with the right soil to grow crops, but there will be a number of lands on the same level as the nameless kingdom if you look. Then what is the difference between a nameless kingdom and another country, is the number of spirits. Especially the earthly spirits have a huge effect on the crops they grow, but tell them to come because they grow crops, and there is no such thing as a collection of whimsical spirits. If that is what magically binds the Spirit's actions, then he will buy anger and eat the painful lips of his hands. So great is the power of the Spirit. All a man can do is find the abundant earth in which the Spirit dwells, and plow the earth while not damaging the mood of the Spirit.

But not in a nameless kingdom. For some reason, there are more spirits than you would normally think. Isaiah, who has farming (farmers) in Job, can feel the spirits that dwell in the earth, but here the power of the spirits was too strong to be visualized.

"Normally, wheat is about to start leafing in a month, but the stem is already stretching and the color of the wheat is changing to yellowbrown. Wheat takes about six to seven months to sow and harvest, but if things go well here, we'll be able to harvest it in about a month or two. That's not all! Crops suck strength out of the earth and grow, so after harvest they rest the land or grow different crops...... You won't have a problem sowing the next seed right here. Do you have any idea how awesome that is?

Isaiah, who stood up and spoke hot, but all those of other races, starting with the beasts, had never raised a crop. It was natural even if I didn't know how awesome that was.

"Isaiah, I'm sorry it's getting hot, but we don't know how it's going to be."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm a little excited."

Isaiah, who turned red in his face, drinks the water from the water bottle when he sits deluded.

"I was a farmer before I became a slave."

"Oh, that's what the king says."

"The king bought it to teach us farming."

"What can I say for myself, but I was confident when it came to agriculture. He was hired as a farmer, but he owed money and bought land to fight. It was my dream to take my land and expand my farmland, and eventually hire a farmer to become a landlord. I was going to give my family a little bit of a good life. Unfortunately, a massive outbreak of pests ate and vandalized my farm. All that remained was desolate land and debt."

Giantby and Killer Hornet, about twice the size of a bee, stop on the shoulders of a demonic man who was listening to Isaiah in silence.

"Ha. What do you think of that?

"Is that about this bee?

"Killer Hornet and Giant Bee are predators and eaters."

"Heh. Killer Hornet eats Giantby even though it's the same bee as Tetsu? I'm trying to be friendly with you."

A beast man mutters as he watches Giantby and Killer Hornet resting their feathers side by side on the shoulders of a demon man.

"That's right! It's impossible!! They say Mr. Marifa is using bugs, but thanks to Killer Hornet preying on pests, we can do field work without any worries. Protected by killer hornets, Giantby stably collects honey from flowers without being attacked by pests. How amazing this is for those involved in agriculture! You understand!!

"Yi, Isaiah, calm down. That's it, isn't it? You mean crops are easy to grow here, and you don't have to worry about getting your crops vandalized by pests thanks to Marifa, do you?

Talk to Isaiah, who gets excited and has a rough nose, so that those around him can calm down.

"Yeah, yeah. That's right...... This island really is an amazing place. Besides, your husband said that flowers and woods flourish when Giant Bee collects honey because pollen pollinates the body. I mean, they say this island can maintain a lush environment in the future. It was too difficult for me to understand everything your husband said, but I know that this is heaven."

When Isaiah holds the water bottle in his hand, he drinks up the water at once. And I turn to my sidekick.

"Even this bamboo is made of Obsidian iron, not iron. So is your fork. Besides being granted skills for increased arm strength and physical ability."

"Well, that's convenient. You have to use magic to use the skills you've been granted, but the king said to increase our magic and MP on everything."

"You know what? My son has recently been able to read, write, and calculate easily. There's a peasant child who's not a noble child, is there? Your husband told you that if I told you all about farming, I would free my slaves at any time. On top of that, I even get paid. But I will remain on this island even if I am freed of my slaves! I checked with my wife, but I thought the same thing."

"Oh well, are you with us subhumans?

A corrupt man asked with a mean grin.

"That's okay. At first I couldn't help but be anxious. 'Cause I'm surrounded by sub-people. - Excuse me."

"Gahaha, that's okay. I'm used to being called subhuman."

A Demon Fall man slaps Isaiah on the back with momentum if he doesn't mind.

"Ho ho, I'm so sorry. But now I feel sorry for my old self, who despised the suburbs and you all at will."

Those around him tell him not to worry, and he slaps Isaiah on the shoulder and goes back to farming. As he followed the men, Isaiah ran out to relax his shoulders.

Nameless kingdom, east coast.

On the coast where the harbour was gradually being built, Agafon, who was on the duty of building the harbour that day, had not failed to be alert to intruders coming from the sea.

"Agafon, there's nothing like staring at the ocean that much. You heard that from people's grandfathers, too, right? The sea is an area dominated by demons, and even ships like the one the country has can't go far. Right? They don't come to this island surrounded by sea."

"I don't know. I guess. The king said there were many enemies. There's a good chance that the enemy will come to find out about the island."

"Ooh, frightening. Still, your eyesight won't see you very far. You just have to leave that to Narmo, who has the unique skill there, Chirii Eye."

"Let it go! Hey, Narmo. Do you see anything?

"You can see the ship."

"Look at that. What - I see a ship!?

"Narmo, are you sure it's a ship?

"That's three ships. It's a big ship I've never seen before."

The first time I visited the nameless kingdom on this day were those who were hostile rather than favorable.