Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

When summer passed and Kista's planting in the entrance square of the third branch began to leaf, I brought in a request to the Devil Bug Hunter Guild.

It is a request to collect exhibition materials for the construction of the museum.

We still need a few years to move on to the construction of the museum itself, but if we collect exhibits from within now, the exhibits will be enriched shortly after opening.

It is related to demon worms and wild birds that the demon worm hunters are asked to collect.

Demon worms and wild birds. The wild bird was awkward.

"- Mr. Amane, can you really do something about it?

"That being said, I guess it's true to say that there's nothing he can do about his behavior, honestly"

Using the Devil Bug Hunter Guild with a weak cut face, the former Gilica village chief holds his forehead.

It is the reception room of the office on the lower cloud level.

It was this morning that the former Gilica village chief asked.

As the next guild leader of the Demon Bug Hunter Alliance, the current guild leader of the old Demon Bug Hunter in the old village of Kidato, the reason why he rarely came to judge directly under me in the morning was about someone who haunts the Demon Bug Hunter Alliance.

"Marcto doesn't act senseless with that one, so I think he's got an idea."

Yes, the person in question is Marcto.

A resident since he was interested in takakus, the position of managing the sink, a ram bird and specialty that accounts for one of the major exports of takakus on top of the oldest. Ranm bird researchers who have recently been selling their papers since they even started writing them and donated them to the vain large library of the skyscraper Joynesley.

Such a markt has been going to the Devil Bug Hunter Guild for some time now, he said.

Markt's purpose was the wild bird related stuff I asked for, especially wild bird meat and eggs.

The wild bird body had told the Devil Bug Hunter Guild beforehand that it was going to be stripped, so the Devil Bug Hunters were also initially dealing favorably with Marcto, who would pick up unwanted meat and egg contents.

But Marcto says he reminds us three times a day, morning, day and night, that there will always be no meat or eggs.

"The guild guys, they're all donning now." The more beautiful we hunt wild birds, the more Marcto sees us, the more we all end up dealing with demon worms. "

"That's a problem."

What are you doing, Markt?

Still, taking only meat and eggs... I guess I'm eating it.

I hope it's not poisonous or something.

With a depressing look, the former Gilica village chief sighs out.

"Two days ago, the hello wings were delicious."

"Is hello that big bird?"

Some wild birds have a high ability to fly, so it should be difficult to stop them. I've never had one either, but I hear it tastes pretty good with a unique flavor.

"The guy who set me up, he didn't really want to eat himself. Isn't that delicious?

"Mr. Marcto leaned over me and let me go crying. As it turns out, he was satisfied that he was invited to a meal to show off Mr. Marcto's bird cooking skills, but he still couldn't forget his fear when he snuck around, so he set off on a warbug hunt yesterday."

It just seemed like a painful result as a Demon Bug Hunter Guild, just because he was the owner of an arm that could fit a bird as beautifully as he could on a stripped specimen.

"When there is so much influence, can we let it go? I'm kind of scared that Markt might be poisoned to imagine what he's thinking, but let's discuss it first."

"Please, really"

And when the former Gilica village chief was about to rise, the doorbell of the office rang.

I have a bad feeling about this, and I'm gonna face former Gillica Village Chief.

I heard a patty noise in the hallway and a modest noise gently opening the front door. Probably, Teten.

Immediately after, the buttons and doors are closed. I mean, the visitor was a man. It also seems that the opponent was so muscular that a powerless teten tried to shut it out at all costs because of the way it sounded.

There are quite a few people within the tacks that apply, but given the timing stuff...... it's Marcto.

"- Wow!?

After a former Gilica village chief who sat back face to face with me looked at the window behind me and was openly surprised,

"Wow..."

Don pulled.

I'm a little afraid to look back. As much as I can imagine what the situation is, I wonder if I'm so poisoned by Markt's behavior right now.

One sigh prepares me, and I look back slowly.

Beyond the window embedded with clear demonic bug wings, that is, there are shadows peering into this reception room from the outside.

When he looked at me, he laughed and showed me the carcasses of wild birds grabbing three kinds in each hand.

"Amane, I need to fold in and talk to you"

"Marcto, the way it appears is just too scary"

Well, I'll shut Teten out as much as I can.

"I can also imagine some of the content of the consultation, but let's just get inside"

I invite Markt to the reception room because I can't even talk properly outside and inside.

But Marcto looked like trouble there for the first time.

"Master Teten ordered me to go home, are you okay?"

"Why are you following Teten?"

"I don't know how to get along, I don't like it."

I can't grasp the power relationship between these guys at all.

In the meantime, pick up Markt to the front door and put him through to the reception room. Listening to the footsteps, Teten glanced down the hallway and shook his shoulder as he saw Markt, pulling him into the office.

Really, what kind of power relationship is that?

I sit back face to face as I see the former Gilica village chief and Marcto sitting side by side waiting in the reception room.

"So, you're saying that talking about Marcto has something to do with annoying the Devil Bug Hunter Guild, right?

While I'm pretty sure it's from the carcasses of the six wild birds that Marcto has, I ask you about the factual relationship.

He carefully drained the blood before bringing it, and not a drop of blood from the wild birds.

Marcto lined his desk with wild bird carcasses to show off even his prized treasures. Small things are about the size of a pigeon, and when it comes to big things, it's about the size of a rabbit. I guess I can bring it alone, albeit light for a certain amount of blood draining, because Marcto is working out.

"I want you to invite scholars from Yoinsley to observe wild birds and do ecological research."

"There are several scholars who plan to have us stay for a few days to create a museum material description, but apart from that?

Marcto nods loudly.

"It's a separate matter. Mr. Amane, what have you tasted among these wild birds?

"You ate wagisa when you lived properly."

Featuring a thin peach tip about the size of a pigeon, Wagisa is one of the ingredients locally sourced by the Devil Bug Hunter during his expedition. Due to his lack of health, he has low ability to fly continuously and can be easily stopped.

Taste is a shame award. The smell is strong and only makes it an emergency food.

"Later, when O'Willie went hunting with Billows, he was tailored, baked and eaten."

Ouri, about the size of a crow, is a beautiful bird with long pure white crown feathers. Healthy route Totally birdy with low fat and easy to eat.

I've only seen the others. There was also a hello bird or something.

Marcto nodded yeah and opened his eyes with excitement.

"Let's grow it!

"In Takakus?

"Grow it!!

Looks like the sickness has started again. Perhaps the medical condition is getting worse for what is otherwise spreading interest from the ram birds.

"You want me to invite scholars because you want to exchange intellectuals and create a breeding environment"

"Exactly. Amane!"

The boulder can talk, Mr. Amane, even if he looks like it.

The former Gilica village chief is facing the day after tomorrow. The prospect would be that if Marcto's interest went to breeding, he wouldn't bother the hands of the Demon Bug Hunter Guild, which hunts at least wild birds.

Nevertheless, it is an interesting attempt given the merits.

Expertise is accumulating thanks to Marcto, who takes a compiled record of the raising of rum birds, and will be able to apply it to some extent.

I look at the six species of wild birds on my desk and think.

"... choose three types. Make a poultry plan with those three species to build a special breeding hut on the cloud no layer. Let's finally narrow it down to one kind and industrialize it."

"Again, you can't take off the helo. If we can pour this, we can have delicious gourmet meat dishes every day… so we can go to the public table."

"Marcto, all you could think about was your own table situation along the way."

I'm poisoned, too, around thinking that's Marcto or something.

"You should consider the issue of bait. I want to create a self-sufficient system within the takakus, so if possible, I'd like to be raised in the same feedingstuffs as the lamb birds."

"Don't worry about that. Starting with hellohollows, these six varieties are all herbivores. You actually need to try to raise it, but you won't have a problem with it first."

"Okay. Prepare and deliver the plan. After talking to Richay about the cost, I think I'm gonna get out of my purse."

"Isn't Mr. Amane's money supposed to be all over his hands because it increases the number of rum birds he keeps?

Marcto said he was going to establish it as a Takax utility and get the cost out of the municipal operating expenses as well.

To restore the number of rum birds crushed in the Cyrillic raid to their original level, I'm spending extraordinary money from my purse.

Most of the time, I've allocated what I've earned by then, so I've just put out a deficit in the short run.

"It's not like we're going through a poultry program on such a large scale that we can handle it with the funds at hand. If Markt's gonna pay for the research, he's never been over it."

"Copy that. Talk to your wife and cover the cost of your research. However, there's nothing you can do about the breeding shed, so I'm counting on Mr. Amane."

"Leave it to me."

Seeing us talking to Pompom, the former Gilica village chief exhales a breath of relief.

Now the Devil Bug Hunter Guild succeeded in escaping from the devil's hand of Marcto the Bird Devil.