Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

76 Request

When I went to the village (settlement) for the report, the village chief’s house was full of people.

That said, it is a village with only about five hundred people. It was each tribe’s epitome, the women (aunts), and the settlers, well, there were about forty of them.

“Ah, it’s my brother!

When Shivada first noticed us coming towards her, the village monkey looked at us all at once.

“Bae, are you okay?”

The village chief came in and out.

“Oh, you’re safe on this street.”

I’ll show you a smile and reassure you.

“Zabal said there was an orga out there, is that true?

“Well, it wasn’t a regular orga.”

“Isn’t that normal? What’s that supposed to mean?

“So panic. Let’s talk in the Adventurers Guild.”

It’s not like the Adventurer Guild is a crisis management center, but it’s just an organization across the country that doesn’t have the power or amount of information to hammer it.

Not to mention an organization out of the Adventurer Guild State, which is only if there is a country. Once the country is destroyed, the Adventurer’s Alliance will be crushed, no longer a Lotus of Trustees. There is a decision that we must deploy to the Great Rampage or Demonic Attack. The funds are out of the country, too. You’re like a lower body of the state, to say the least.

Well, I’d say disposable.

The main ones gather within the Adventurer Alliance (Branch).

The village chief, the old man, the sister, me, the ladies and the old lady of Gibal… filled up, so I moved the place to the assembly hall.

Each of them sat down to their respective places, and the women of the settlement (the aunts) served us the mogi tea that was often drunk in the village.

Me, this must be pretty. It’s just tannic and it doesn’t taste good. Uh, coffee. Nah.

“So, what happened, Beh?

“The unusual orga is caught, caged and locked up in the logging yard. I don’t think we can get away with it, but maybe we should organize a watch because his people might come back.”

“Hey, fellas, do you have a bunch of orgasms?!

Village monkeys scream at the village chief.

“Hey, old man. What’s a redskinned orga? It wasn’t in the demon atlas.”

There’s a lot going on in the orga, but basically, it’s green skin. They have black skin, but they’re not sure because they have few sightings.

“You think it’s red? I’ve never heard of an orga like that.”

“What about you guys?

“We’ve never heard of it either.”

“I knew you were a special guy…”

Well, if it’s not special anymore, it’s a beautiful, talkative story.

“… something, I don’t know, near here…”

No, I’ve felt it since I saw the handsome goblin. It’s just that it’s dangerous, or it feels like things are changing. Uh, something’s going to happen to Mendoxe.

I wasn’t thinking deeply, but when I looked up at the gaze I was staring at the table, everyone’s eyes were focused on me.

Shit. I don’t know. I was looking at it by my own (previous life) standards while speaking of rural de country. It’s not uncommon for a village to be wiped out here. That’s why people’s hearts are fragile. It’s easy to panic and throw yourself away.

Even when Otton died, he made just a noise and pushed it against one Otton.

Just then, I didn’t know it was a raid by the herd, even if I was aware that the oak was out because Tota was on the verge of being born.

Otton was worried about us, and as usual, he didn’t want us to notice.

If you say it sounds like Otton, it sounds like Otton, but at least you want me to say it – no, you didn’t because you were going to go in there if I said it.

I didn’t do anything childish at the time, and I used magic magic in front of Otton and Okan (the weak one). In fact, if you’d told me, you’d have penetrated and slaughtered me, not in my character (the character of this world, a little aggressive).

“How will the village chief judge?

I’m not the chancellor, but I’m vulnerable to emergencies, de country. Somebody’s got to divide up. We have to move on.

“Doesn’t matter what they say, what should we do?

Don’t ask a ten-year-old kid, now. You’re already in a position like a village chief’s advisor. Really now, but it’s a reflection on my actions.

“Hey, you should have your guys investigate and find out what’s going on.”

I’m sure it’s an anomaly, but I don’t know what the anomaly is – I can’t deal with it in the condition.

“But…”

“But maybe not. Goblins are out anyway. Not even the vans. Unless you’re some adventurer who stepped on a lot of places like you. Oh, I don’t know anything.”

Well, I don’t even know where I stand as village chief, but if I can buy my life for money, I’ll be damned.

“… okay. Let’s make a request. But are these people going to take it? I guess the other guy’s an orga, huh?

“Ask Ne and the others, not me. I’m not asking you to do that.”

I say as I look at you.

I’m sighing at my attitude like that. Well, it’s a short relationship, but you understand what I’m doing. If it was a sigh like “You’re an idiot, this guy,” I’d just cry.

“Will you take it?

“Right. Thank you for your help, and this is on the edge of something. Let’s take it. But please make a request to the guild properly and pay for it. If we don’t make money, we can’t eat.”

Well, it’s not charity, it can’t be for free.

“Until you guys finish the investigation, we’ll have to put up a watch and wait for a while. Firewood will last about five days if you serve the one in your own house. Gotta be enough. I left about ten trees in the storage area. I’ll be fine if I go with a few of them so they can bring it right away.”

I don’t know when a natural disaster will happen, I save in every house. We don’t have to cut it for a year either. The quantity is in the reservoir. If I have to, I can let it out.

If you decide, I won’t be the one to turn. Do you want to go home now? I’m obsessed with the Iron O28 and haven’t had lunch.