Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

52 Fantasy Drugs

Walk the mountain.

The literature sounds beautiful and refreshing, but it’s only a pain in the ass to say you’ll walk the actual mountain.

It’s still better if you walk within the coniferous forests of the cold regions, but the slopes of the mountains are tight in the broadleaved woodlands of the region. The deciduous leaves accumulate and the scaffolding is not something that could have been walked properly because there are tall grass and fallen trees on top of the bad ones.

As a small animal system is out of the question, even wild beasts and demons choose places that are easy to get by, make their way and live in the mountains.

Well, I have the ability to use the junction freely and freely, and I can move around endlessly, but the mountains are the land of grace. Herbs, weeds, mushrooms everywhere. You can’t find this without a good look on foot.

I dated an old man who was good at mountain walking and taught him a lot to eat, but my eyes are still unfamiliar with the mountain landscape over lack of experience. You can’t discover if you don’t look closely, and you can’t tell.

It’s been two hours since I defeated four goblins, but I couldn’t run into them at all.

I could (of course I hunted) encounter a horned pig, but I couldn’t even find a sign of it.

In a wide mountain. If I switch to collecting mountain grace, I’ll be surprised. I have discovered a flock of Hanarama grass that works well on my wounds.

This hanarama grass, it’s just a fantastic herb, drink it good. It’s a good medicine to stick on, and it’s a constant medicine that adventurers must have.

Well, Hanarama grass alone takes time until it works like medicine from previous life, but when you mix this with poison grass called bassinara grass and nuts called cyanito, magic water in a ratio of six, one, two, one, and boil at sixty degrees, oh wonder. They become fantasy pills that cure even flickering in an instant.

Hanarama grass, which is an ingredient in such medicines, is difficult to find and only inhabits the back of the mountain, where beautiful water flows out.

There is always a sticker on the Adventurer Alliance requisition board and you can have it picked up in two pieces of silver coins a share.

Behold, two hundred nay, there shall be three hundred, it is a rare flock.

As we were making our way into the air in the junction and collecting good places, we heard an explosion from somewhere.

A world (era) where gunpowder and other things have not yet been invented. When it comes to explosions, it can only be magic, not the kind of technique to use in mountains like this.

“What kind of idiot is that?

When there is a volcanic fire, there is only a natural fire suppression. Otherwise, spring rain is scarce in the area, and once the fire turns, February won’t go away.

The sampling was temporarily interrupted and rushed out to those who heard an explosion. Of course, in a flying junction.