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Episode 51: Visited the Ghost Nation

It's Tysi.

Yes, this is Tysi, who got the territory right and started developing the territory by working the descendants. My daughters are very helpful in helping me vigorously, too.

And then again, I'm a brave man.

I also finished my first night with Maiden for five hundred years. No, it was tough.

Let me give you the whole thing.

"Don't try to roll it with yarn! Calm down! Change the color of your eyes - it hurts!? Hey, don't bite, idiot! Hey, you're even more excited by the taste of blood!? Ouch! Ouch! My back hurts! Don't scratch me, Kola!

After this, we had a rough night battle.

No, not anymore, it's not that dimension of exchanging sweet goodwill or anything. I tasted one of the scarier things. In the end, I worked hard to rely on inflated status.

Mr. Kuszha was turning his face red, blue and like a signal in a tragic state after he returned to sanity. There was no bed or trace of it. Now we're getting used to each other and it's not going to be a catastrophe like the first night. Sometimes they bite me and I try to roll them with yarn, as usual.

I'm still in danger and can't be with my other daughter-in-law.

Well, let's get back to it.

Three weeks after taking the Beasts to the site for the first time.

I am now leaving the territorial capital under construction to come to the back of the tree sea, inside the ghost tribe. The requirement is, of course, that you join my territory.

They are a people-shaped race with one or two horns on their heads, although they may be somewhat imaginable by the name of a ghost tribe. Even if I say it in a bite with a ghost tribe, technically, they split into two kinds: a big ghost tribe and a little ghost tribe.

The Great Ghost tribe has a body about two to two metres and fifty centimeters tall on average, with a dynamite body that feels like a man is a mukimki macho man and a woman is a bonk cuckoo bone. Skin colors are often red, and some are blue. The man's fangs peek out of his mouth enough to stick a little out of his mandible. The faces of men and women are the same and varied as those of humans. Some beautiful men, some beautiful women, some frivolous. They're not good at magic.

The Little Ghost tribe is about a meter to a meter and fifty centimeters tall on average. Something like a little higher than a dwarf. There are many skinny people, and their strength is quite strong on the lump if they do. Many people have blue skin colors, but some are red. There are no significant differences in the appearance of men and women, many with beautiful faces. Again, he's not good at magic either.

"We ghosts are not human beings."

The ghost of a body that seemed as stubborn as a cunt proclaimed it short of words.

It is a particularly large ghost tribe of the body among the great ghosts who want to reach even three meters. When the kid sees it, he'll cry and stare down at me with a bright red scary face that's going to confirm his trauma. Does this mean there are no bites?

"Enki's husband, Mr. Kusuha's and Mae Mae's, are also willing to get on with this story of the general, and we the people of the river are going to get on. Would you mind bending over there and just listening?

I try to convince the big ghost with a sinister voice like a bipedal lizard standing right next to me echoing in my brain.

He's Kayjay-Guy. He is the son of a representative of the people of the river who lives on the edge of a fairly large river that flows through the Great Tree Sea and is his deputy. This time he is serving as a pipe for negotiations with the ghost tribe.

He had stayed in the ghost tribe for several years in the past, and that's why he connected his face to Enki, the ghost tribe chief in his handwriting.

Having made contact with the people of the river early in the day, we managed to destroy the demons that were threatening the people of the river and forge friendships with them.

He was a demon who flew through the sky with feathers on his back or crawled around with disgusting feet with hook-claws on them to give him an atmosphere like a crustacean. Some kind of weapon that fires electric shocks into the business. I've even used a weapon that sprays frozen fog when it hits me.

In the meantime, I tried beating and kicking him, but it didn't work all the time, and the body fluids that bounce and fly were creepy. Moreover, the effect of attribute magic was subtle, so in the end, it was inductive, and when it hit, it was pure magic demon bullet that exploded, erasing it without a trace.

Everything seemed annoying to come to take the people of the river away at night, or to pollute the river, which is the place of life. I crippled them because I couldn't even communicate, yes.

- I am a demon and it has nothing to do with cosmic fear. You like that?

Anyway, there was a history of that, and the people of the river accepted that they would be incorporated as my people. We are now considering how to connect the land capital with the river inhabited by the people of the river. It's good to stretch the canal, but that's also difficult given the threat of raids from demons.

"No. We ghosts are under no control whatsoever. You think you put it under that despicable person? I don't know what that poisonous spider is thinking, but it's not worth a thought."

That's what Enki said. He turns his gaze back on me, and he stares at me. You called Kusuha a poisonous spider, you fucking ghost. It's been about five hundred years since I stuck with my virgin for a bit, but when I get used to it, that's a good woman to do a lot with.

Still, when I get excited, it bites me, and I try to wrap it around the yarn, so it's bound to bleed. That's pretty much grown up lately, too. But I want you to add or subtract a little bit more from biting me on the shoulder or putting my nails up on my back.

Whatever it is, an unacceptable outrage to call my daughter-in-law Kusuha a poisonous spider. In the meantime, I'll keep an eye on the damned ghost of Troll's failure to do so.

"Keep the Admiral down too... because we're here to discuss this today, not fight. That smell was the work of the Admiral, wasn't it?

"" Chip ""

We were staring at each other at the same time without Cajay, and we whisper our eyes off our tongues.

Me and Enki don't get along for a reason.

As a matter of fact, a while ago, I made contact with the people of the river by myself. It was close to the aisle, and you thought it would be okay enough to show your face a little bit.

But the ghosts flew in with flying magic, and when they saw me, they fired arrows at me without listening to me. Even when it comes to arrows, what these guys release is a sole that is released from a rigid bow that is so impossible for humans to pull off. I've broken through Mr. Windshield normally, which is not even a normal arrow. It's not like the black-steel was made or anything, it's simply by mass and speed.

No, well, normal arrows were still good. The problem is the Great Ghost's Drawing Great Kong Bow. The arrow, that's already a spear. Or a barista.

Yeah, he said he hit it. I tried hard to avoid hitting the torso, but I stabbed him around the left shoulder. I crashed in a shock, rubbing and spinning. I didn't die because of haunted HP and VIT though. I thought I could cut my arm a thousand times.

I'm out of bees. It's a fuzzy ignition fire.

I didn't think it would taste good to deal with boulders, so I made it easy.

Huh? What did you do?

Yeah, actually, when I was flying around the Misscronian kingdom in Mr. Il's merciless Death March, in the southwest, I found food to soak and ferment fish in brine.

Yes, even in the former world, it is said that it is a chemical weapon or a biological weapon. I never tasted that smell in the world where it came from, but I already told you so.

I will never forget those raw warm eyes of Marl and Tina when I said I was going southwest. Absolutely. Well, I knew and I didn't tell you. I gave you two a solid vengeance, but on the bed.

Let's get back to it.

Angry as hell, I threw a barrel of nearly a hundred kilograms of that food from the crashed forest into the fucking ghosts.

Get down - something flew in -, Dokan, Gwart!? Damn! My eyes hurt!? Ah!? Chieftain!? Or I heard a fun noise.

I threw away the clothes I was wearing quickly, layered my life magic purification, and let a wide breeze in the inside direction, yeah. I hear you've become a hell of a picture of a lot of fainting, vomiting people. Zarami.

"Because of you, I still let my grandson come near me! I can't take the smell off!

"Ugh fool, I'm not gonna bump sur streaming. It's more convenient than your response to trying to kill someone you've come to discuss without question."

Enki roars at my words. What is it, you are a warlord or something?

Me and Enki staring at each other again. Cajay breaks in between me and Enki scattering a spark with his gaze, so he can push it away and let it go between them. Surprisingly powerful, you lizard.

"Admirals and husbands alike. Come on. I do have bad husbands who attacked without even checking with Locke, but it's also probably what the Admiral did. I can't fight because it involves women and children. Let's just hand it to each other because it means we're sore."

"" Chip ""

"Ha... I thought you should have brought Marl's wife."

There's no way I can bring my daughter-in-law to a danger zone where he suddenly punches a ridiculous arrow like a barista. What are you talking about, you lizard?

I'm still angry that he was about to be killed all of a sudden, but Mr. Schulstreming seems to have hurt them for a long time, so why don't you lower your drink?

"Okay. I'm convinced I did the same thing when it came to the fact that I almost got killed. As for the smell, let's get rid of it all now. Is that all right?

"Hum...... let's be good"

"Then I'll turn off the smell, so show me around."

This is how we decided to stop interacting with each other in a non-constructive way. I'd really like to make you go down in the dust for poisonous spider remarks just now, but let's be patient. One day I'll peek at the opportunity and kick you in the foot.

We went around purifying ourselves while Enki showed us around. Yes, purifying the magic of life. It stinks from the middle of nowhere, so I expanded the range of effects during foster care and purified it all at once. I was a little freaked out that I was going to consume about two extraordinary blasts of magic because I was forced to expand my range of effects. Well, this is how soon I recover.

"Hmm, I see"

It's a rich village.

It was my frank feeling of looking around inside while purifying.

Their fields, which are excellent in physical terms, were truly stunning, well plowed and wonderful. I'm not a farmer or anything, so I honestly don't know the details. But it seemed like a good field that seemed fruitful to the amateur.

The produce seems to be diverse, but the staple foods seem to be like imo. He also witnessed a large number of plants and the scenes he was digging up. By the way, the farm tools were also of good metal quality. The blacksmithing technique also seems to be high.

Other things that bothered me were the fact that there were more than a handful of pottery jars. They say the contents are water. Is it storing even rainwater because it has few water resources? No, I've been looking at a few wells, and that doesn't seem to be the case. It doesn't seem like agricultural water, and what is it?

"That's a watertight for fire protection. They say there was a big fire before, and then they put it everywhere in the village."

"No, the ghosts didn't like magic."

I guess no ghost tribe that doesn't like magic remembers water magic. No matter how strong the physical surface is, there's a limit to the amount of water that can be pumped up in the well at once, so you're stockpiling water for extinguishing the fire.

A wizard who can use the water magic he employs in the city when it's a human city immediately extinguishes the fire. Firefighters in the original world are the leading jobs for wizards who can use water magic. I often become a sailor because I can serve other drinking water.

Do other wizards often take on various professions that make use of each magic? Apparently wizards who do dangerous adventurers on purpose are peculiar.

Well, let's put aside the wizard's employment situation.


"That's brilliant. Yeah."

Enki didn't say anything to my words without a threshold, but he seems to be satisfied with no heart or no heart.

But this was kind of ridiculous. He was honestly tasting an exclusive ghost tribe pulling behind the tree sea, or maybe he was looking down somewhere.

Inside the Arkenia, although the Arkenia itself is powerful, there was a sense of loose stubbornness in the long run due to its small number of individuals. The Antilles were virtually impossible to develop beyond the status quo due to their low individual abilities. The people of the river would have been gradually shredded of their living areas by powerful demons, and the supplies obtained would have slimmed ahead and wiped out into a not-too-distant future.

The fairies... I think they survive even if the world perishes, so let's leave them.

Anyway, the Ghosts have enough force to eliminate their external enemies, extra productivity to feed them all, and technical skills to lead a full life. There will be a few small problems, but that will surely not be a fatal one.

Agricultural techniques and ceramics making techniques in particular appear to be of a high standard. I want you to be a mentor when you blame me. As far as blacksmiths are concerned, I can do it, and Mr. Perron's going to hire me, so I can figure it out.

"You don't need my charity in here. I thought of you."

"Hung, you seem to have figured it out now. Yes, we don't need your help. And I can't even say it. That's why I don't take your stories."

"No, no, that's not what we're talking about, is it?

They certainly don't need my support, if I may say so, to be completely self-reliant. So how about as a collaborator or business partner?

I wonder if they could be the closest excellent customers to the Reichsfuhrer. Nothing. I'm not thinking about invading economically or anything like that. I'm not thinking about it hahahaha.

"Behind the tree sea the ghosts do seem to be able to live in abundance. But no matter how many ghost tribes have tough flesh and indomitable spirit, isn't there something missing or unavailable? For example, yes - medicines that work against illness and injury. preferences such as salt, sugar and alcohol. cereals such as wheat and rice. How about some groceries that are hard to come by in a sea of seafood or something?

Enki has been staring at this one without moving one eyebrow into my words. It's an atmosphere where you don't have to talk ahead of yourself.

"We will be dealing with such products in our territorial capital. We're going to create a trade route linking the kingdoms of Calendyl and Misscronia in this tree sea. Ten or eighty-nine, it will be a trading city with large volumes of traded goods coming and going from both countries. Don't be able to supply those items in here. Of course, I think the consideration will take a lot of form."

"Magnolia. Conclude."

"Yeah, I don't like hanging around either. Here's the suggestion. I want to buy ghost farming and pottery making arms. Of course, if I have surplus products, I want them to be bought at the right price as well. As a consideration, I pay money to the ghosts. If you don't like money, you can have it in kind."

I don't care how many products I have that will serve as food. Since the current situation relies on imports from the Kingdom of Calendil and the Kingdom of Misscronia, I would like to be able to cover it in my own territory at all.

It's better to pay money to the realm than to pay money outside the realm, because the economy in the realm will be more active.

"Hum... what about the territory?

He was somewhat interested. Still a grumpy look, but it's a good trend for you to ask questions about the future from the other side.

"That's a tough problem. Ghosts don't know everything about this tree sea either, do they? Neither do we. Besides, I can't draw a line to the tree sea. Of course, each of these capitals and others will follow its own code. As for this one, we just have to punish the violators by being thoroughly informed so as not to disturb the ghost tribe by knowing in advance where the inside is and inadvertently approaching. As a minimum, I want the ghosts to kill humans all of a sudden."

If this suggestion is to be kicked, it is so tough. Persuade him to persuade him otherwise, but at last he will need to fight.

"... man is greedy, cunning, and cruel. I hear that our ancestors also lived with humans a long time ago. And he said he was betrayed. What's your purpose? Why would you bother to have your own territory in such a despicable place?

Enki inquires as she seeps slight confusion into her harsh face.

The answer to the question I said so is clearly determined. Or maybe, I decided to smash it because it's a pain in the ass to explore my belly.

You should talk about this kind of deal hungry, maybe.

"Find a colony of beastmen in the kingdom of Calendyl who are still going to perish, and that's why I thought I'd take care of them. The motive is, well, you're completely self-satisfied. In the meantime, I needed a place where those guys could shake the big hand and live, so I talked to the kingdoms of Calendyl and Misclonia to capture this great sea of trees, which was on the border between the two countries, as my territory. I was wondering if the trekking sea of warcraft would be deserted, so I did my research, and you guys are here, and this is the situation."

Enki glanced at me jiggly to see if there were any lies in my words, then turned her gaze to Kayjay, right next to me.

"Ya, I know exactly how my husband feels, but it's true. I've actually seen the planned construction sites in the territorial capital, too, but there were a lot of beasts. A little, but also a human merchant. And the Admiral has taken three human daughters-in-law, four beast daughters-in-law, one elf daughter-in-law, and nine daughters-in-law, including Kusukha. And I don't like it formally. I like it normally. Because you're not human, you're certainly not the kind of person I see with my color glasses."

"... you're not a human being, you're not a succubus? My grandson won't do it."

"Ha ha. Well, that's what I started with because I wanted to moff the Beast Man without messing with anyone."

Strive to flush Enki's words refreshingly. I can't deny it because there is a succubus in the title column unwillingly. I thought the title Dom had been given recently because of the fact that Kusuha has bitten and scratched me a lot, but I'm sure it's because of me. Damn, the one who manages this title will definitely cry one day.

"I think about it. but don't expect it. We just don't want a useless feud, either. Take care not to kill him."

"Okay. Then we'll be back in a week. It's late, but this is a souvenir drink."

That said, I took all twenty large barrels out of storage and showed them side by side. The contents are grape-based wines and wheat-based ales, whiskeys, and rice-based sake and turbidity, which are made from hard-to-get crops among ghosts.

I didn't drink much in the original world, and honestly I hated so-called drink-national stuff. Because he was the type of person who didn't like to be exposed to alhara and power harrassment.

But in this world, buying and giving alcohol is very effective in building relationships. Quality liquor in particular tends to be very pleasing, wherever it is located. Because it's an easy hobby in this world with little entertainment.

Salt and sugar are also quite pleasing. It's hard to think in the original world, where you can always get as much cheap and as much as you like, but good quality salt and sugar are also valuable in this world.

"Let's take it"

"Do me a favor. Especially when it comes to alcohol."

"It depends on the taste of alcohol."

For the first time, Enki raised her mouth corner slightly and smiled.

Yeah, I know you're smiling, but I'm scared. That.

"Welcome back. How was it?

"Well, I'm not going to fly one foot. For now, it didn't feel like we were not negotiating, and" Don't kill a human being, see if he's a special enemy "was a good idea because we could talk about it so you could stop it."

"Right! This is a step forward."

Tina and Marr get my report and blow their mouths off.

This is the consulate of the territorial capital.

Huh? How did you build a museum in just about three weeks? I bought the right property in Alfen, the capital of the Kingdom of Calendyl, and enchanted it in space magic, isolated from foundation to foundation, and stored it in storage and relocated it.

Hey, I just thought you couldn't do it, but you laughed at the boulder when it fit in storage.

Name: House

Quality: Normal

It shows something like that.

Well, I didn't think it would work out from the start, so I bought some worn out used houses to try out at first. Did the foundation distort when I first tried to do it with dirt magic, or collapsed when I relocated to the territorial capital? We talked about not trying about three things, and using a combination of space magic space cutting and junctions, we succeeded in crawling through the foundations and storing them.

The relocation was finally successful by replacing the ground and foundation-by-foundation buildings at the installation site of the similar territorial capital and then re-cementing the foundations with soil magic.

The collapsed building was to be reused as stone and wood to make other buildings and so on, and was to be repaired and used for houses that did not go until it collapsed again. Ecology matters, doesn't it?

To get back to you, this Lordship Hall was put up for sale in the walled section of the Wang capital Alfen, where they relocated a nice looking hall.

I wonder if it was originally a separate residence for local lords to spend when they came to Wang Capital.

We have our mansion separate from this Lordship Hall. Was that what was used as the Count's residence in Kron, the capital of the Kingdom of Misscronia? Defective property - a so-called so-called property, possessed of something ghostly, but purified it with merciless light magic. I don't know if he's an ex-duck or a king's brother, but I won't allow anything to interfere with my comfortable life.

It was quite a satisfactory property because of the large number of rooms and the splendid and large bath. There was a basement or a dungeon, but I don't care what I think, I don't plan to use it, so I crushed it and did the exhaust-related work thoroughly before turning it into a blacksmith or alchemy workshop.

"How's the development going?

"You're more or less done zoning the territorial capital. We're working on a sewer now."

"Thanks to the Antilles, the civil works are going well. On the contrary, architectural progress is now one thing."

"Uh, I knew it when I thought about Arkenia and the ghost tribe. Characterized."

Differences in the physique of the species to be inhabitants are problematic, and one progress is not good at this time with regard to architecture. Anyway, if you make it in human or beast size, the entrance is too small for them to enter the building itself.

On top of that, it's not very nice to hit that way or anything, considering it moves around in the building.

"The house in the ghost tribe I visited today seemed like a good one. The door is wide open."

"I see. I guess I'll just have to try and err a lot."

"I wish I could hire a ghost carpenter."

That's what I want to be in a relationship with eventually, okay. I wonder what will happen.

"What about you, after this?

"You came home sooner than I thought. I'm going to help you look around the capital."

"Um, then can I have a look at the outside wall? I've been complaining that stone won't forgive me."

Marl checks some of the paperwork at hand and comes up with instructions. Um, don't be a great daughter-in-law. Well, we can't leave it to the butler forever, and we need to find someone who can entrust us with the job at the earliest possible stage.

If I don't, I won't be able to make a baby.

Child Making...... Hey, my brain is going to stain pink. What do you say, stay, I stay. All right.

"Copy that, I'll refill it with crispness. You two, don't root too hard, okay?

"Okay! Please go with care!

"Take care"



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