284 - - The Wool Rollo

My name is Ur-Lolo, nice to meet you. This is Mr. Dru.

The three of them are very excited by his sudden appearance, and Kal has a scary smile on his face, though he does not show it. The four of them are subtly ready for battle, and I'm left sitting alone, feeling somewhat late to the party. I am in the position of being protected, even though it is important that the residents are not able to fight.

The difference in reaction and response is something that cannot be filled by status.

Ur-Lolo greets with a beautiful gesture, completely ignoring the fact that he is probably aware of it. He gives the basket of vegetables not to me but to Eagle who is standing by.

"Do you know him?"

"Just in case?"

Eagle hands me the basket despite my confusion. Asparagus, corn, edamame (green soybeans), raspberries, cherries, and Cal's least favorite, green peppers. ...... Did we have green peppers the last time?　I looked at it with a stare.

"Oh, that's my favorite food."

....... Isn't this a nuisance fee from Dru for Ur-Lolo's intrusion?

"It was just harvest time, so they let us in."

As usual, the response was as if he could read people's minds. You are the culprit!　

A little time off and there are more vegetables. Anyway, I wonder if cherries and raspberries will go to seed?　Corn should be ready for seed about two weeks after it is ready to eat, and edamame will be impossible.

"Homura, who is this sister of yours?"

Galahad asks, not letting his guard down. He seems to have forgotten everything that happened during the great battle.

I am Ullo Lolo, the sister of Kulurkan who is wrapped around your arm there comfortably. I have been mysteriously advised by my foolish brother not to serve tea to Homura-sama if you want to do well here.

"""Brother"""

Galahad and the others look at Krulkan at the cuff. Kulurkan, who had been half out of the cuff under everyone's eyes, quickly runs into the cuff and peeks around with his face only, just like the last time.

Tea.""""

Then he looks at Cal, smiling in the spring sunshine. I wonder that I feel a little sad that he is an AI after all, when he reacts exactly the same as before.

"The beast on this sleeve is a sealed beast, now my staff. Ur-Loro is the sister of Kulrukan, the keeper of the fields of Dur. I only met her the other day at a banquet with the gods, but she has another sister."

"You're the sister of the <>?"

Galahad frowned.

"A thing subordinate to God. ......"

Eagle rubs his brow.

"Don't tell me your sister isn't coming too?　Homura, don't fall for anything too strange."

Camilla pinches my sleeve, the one with the kurulkan in it.

"You seem to be using a powerful [cognitive inhibition]."

Cal smiles but doesn't let his guard down.

Perhaps it was my subtle change of words, or perhaps it was the bell peppers, but both the words and the reactions of Cal and the others were a little different.

"Lord, the serpent lineage is known for its cunning and treachery. It would be wise to stay away from them.

He smiled at Kal and recommended that he and Ur-Lolo be cut down together.

The theory that it was the bell peppers' fault is strong.

"It's true that we are lecherous and cunning creatures, tempted to betray those we love the more we love them. If someone stronger appears, we usually take his/her side. There is a difference between love and subservience.

"Pervert."

Galahad says with a drawl.

"My Lord, I beg your pardon."

I kept quiet, and Kal pulled out Kulkarnikan. I look at Krulkan with a delicate feeling as he reaches for me.

"Oh, the way you look at that piece of trash!　I can't get enough of it!"

Stop dyeing your cheeks!　And stop making my voice go up!　

In case you're wondering, I'll deny that I'm just being subtle in my tracing of the previous exchange, but I don't really care ...... about Krulcan's proclivities, no, he's out. I have no problem with you enjoying it privately, but I would ask you to keep it out of my sight and out of my business.

"Hmmm. You shouldn't have let my brother wrap himself around you, hiding his true nature. I won't allow you to keep those comfortable arms wrapped around me all to yourself."

"Comfortable to wrap yourself around?" ....... What kind of arm is that?"

"This is what your arm looks like, right?"

Galahad is pulling out all over the place, and Camilla is wrapping her arms, or rather her body, around my arms. My chest is welcoming.

After that, we proceeded in a similar fashion until the selection of skills.

Cal chose [Meteor] as well. It is a skill from Verus, but he was able to use it, and Cal thinks he has Verus's blessing. The skill to make knights kneel that he used on the mountain road to Fuso also seems to me to be somewhat Verus-like.

But I'm still feeling a bit lazy even though this is the second time in a row, what is the meaning of a break? .......

"What's Varnor famous for?"

"I've never had it, but I've heard it's stewed in a pot."

Cal is quick to tell us what food he eats when he hears the word "specialty.

We walk through the streets of Valnor together. The cities of Ziaz have different impressions of each other, but the impression of both Alvar and Varnor are the same, probably because they have the same cobblestones and architectural style as Alsuna, the capital city. Of course the capital is more sophisticated and the main streets are wider, but the magical state of Isle must have planned the location and construction of all the cities.

I was expecting to see a lot of players, but so far I have not encountered any. This is probably due to the fact that it is late at night in real time and that the Adventurers' Guild and the Gentile Settlement are located on the opposite side of the West Gate.

The number of players based in the Isle is increasing, but not as many as in Fast because of the transportation problem. There are quite a few players living in Fagat, thanks to the arena and the tropical resort, but this is largely due to the fact that some of them have been transferred to Fagat. With the opening of the transition, it is likely that more and more players will build clan houses here as well.

"The pot dish here is made of dried sprouts of a wild plant called that is harvested in the spring and , a demon that appears around here, cut into squares with its skin on, in a small pot with a lid."

"You don't boil it, you actually steam the whole jar in a row. Noor is also called <, and although it looks completely different, it tastes like pork. The skin melts off the steamed knoll, and the tender meat and kuguta together is a great dish, but I think it's more suited for winter.

"I think knolls lose their flavor this time of year, too."

Galahad and his friends will tell you.

"Hmm, too bad. Maybe we should come back in the winter."

"Hmm, I'll let you know my recommendation for a place to eat then."

We went into a suitable restaurant, had a meal, and went to Sadiras. I don't want to put too much strain on the tiles, so I quietly let Vyse give me a ride. I'd like to call for the white tiger, but I'm sure there are players in Sadiras, so I don't know where I'll run into them along the way.

I stroke my horse's glossy hair and watch the tiles running by. Canines and felines run quite differently. Vyse is so smooth and comfortable that it makes me a little sleepy, and I think I would never fall off even if I dozed off.

"Sadiras is a country located at the edge of the Great Forest of the Isle where we are. From there, the trees become sparse and the land becomes a wasteland called the hunting ground of Paltin the Golden Dragon.

"From that wasteland, an empire."

Galahad adds, looking uninterested in Cal's explanation.

"The dry river in the wasteland used to be the empire, but we've recently expanded it. We've also made some of the smaller neighboring countries into tributaries."

Eagle's follow-up makes Galahad realize that the cause of his displeasure was his dissatisfaction with the Empire's recent practices. Is he like ...... with difficulty on the back of military force?　The rumors of the empire that I have heard from the residents on the Isle, including the peddler Hop, are not good.

"Population growth has coincided with the spread of the wilderness. Apart from the foxes and spiders, we would have had food problems and would have had to invade other countries to survive. The empire has grown too big."

"Oh, by the way, the old man was also talking about changing from wheat to rye."

"How could wheat grow in such a wasteland?"

That's more surprising.

"They've been pushing themselves too hard, especially with Dur's blessing... It is out of the question because the yield is low for the crop, but white bread was a kind of status, so it's hard to ......."

Unlike wheat, rye is easy to grow in harsh environments. Cal is right that if we had switched to rye as soon as the wastelands spread out, the food problem might have been manageable.

Since meat can be obtained by hunting demons, what they want are grains and vegetables that can be obtained stably. However, if one's own country is poor and one's neighbor is rich, one may feel envy, so I think it was only a matter of time.

"I am not used to eating rye bread, but I think it will be hard to keep eating rye bread all the time. I guess I could give up if they would just disappear from the stores. I would buy wheat bread if I could find it in the stores, even if it is more expensive.

It is said that there is a belief in white bread in the empire, soft white bread is made from wheat and hard black bread from rye. Wheat is difficult to grow in the wastelands, and its hard fusuma is often wasted in making bread. In the real world, in the old days, poor farmers used to eat the hard fusuma as ground gruel, but with the declaration of "bread is my meat" (I won't say who it was), they became more and more status quo and had to eat bread!　I wonder if it became

"By the way, isn't there a forest on the east side of the empire?　What about over there?"

"The forest where Merlin the Wizard lives was originally distorted by magic. The leaves and meat are poisonous to man. Master Merlin has been holed up in the forest not only because of his personality but also because of his research to normalize the magic of the forest.

"I see."

You weren't just holed up or locked up with a woman.

"Wheat yields are down even in small countries. The forests of this isle are getting smaller and smaller these days, and the mineral wealth that would be abundant if it were due to Paltin's influence has not changed. I was worried that it might be a sign of the resurrection of the evil gods, and Homura told me.

Eagle must have been talking in the labyrinth about the loosening of the seal of the beast and the thing that changes the contents of a person into something (...). I don't think the gods called it an evil god, but the inhabitants seem to call the being an evil god.

"Oh, I remember that story."

"Hey."

Galahad interrupts without a moment's pause.

The story of the evil gods, the takeover of people, and the change in the environment, seems to be quietly and gradually invading the city without our noticing.

I'd like to gather information on your side, but right now we're dealing with a threat that's easy to understand.

I'd like to get this empire thing out of the way as soon as possible.

"I'm going to ask him for information about the Spider, but for now, I'm going to go with Sadilas."

The camps are getting organized."

....... At any rate, Sadiras is the god of cats and cobblestones.........................is he ok?

The appointment with the vizier who is not a cat ...... is not made by Cal, but by Galahad, who has been working on the request until recently.

I have already confirmed with Yuni that he is currently a cat.