Chapter. 15. Can a person who has seen the end of the world plant an apple tree? (22)
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Life is a life in which there is no time to be bored.
“Enemy attack! It’s a rockshell! “The ship has stepped into rockshell habitat!”
“You damn watchtower! “Even if all the other guys are assholes, they’re not as good as you!”
“How can you see with your naked eyes the cubs sleeping under the salty sand!”
“How many times do you have to tell me that the sand has different curves, you idiot!!!”
Kwasik!
Kwasik Kwasik!
“There are three! If we catch any more, the ship will return!”
“Fuck! “If you bite it, it won’t let go even if you search for it, so if you just rip it off, the back of its head will be ripped off!”
Cheeeeeek!
“Push-!”
“Uryaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!”
Rockshell. A clam that looks like a large rock. A creature that hides under the sand, clings to passing ships and overturns them. The flesh is an important source of salt, and the occasional alloy pearl is a valuable source of income for sailors. Of course, even if only five of them stick together, the boat will tilt, so if you are not very skilled, you will focus on eradicating them rather than capturing them.
Clink ding ding ding ding!
“Bisaaaang!!! “The sails are sagging!!!”
“Wind-free zone? Fuck the watchtower and the navigator’s head!”
“Die, stir!”
“Heyyyyyy! Hey- sseuaaaaak!”
“Sprinkle some water!”
“Not before we go out! It’s actually going to be hot!”
“Ugh- use it!”
A wind-free zone that appears intermittently. If there is no wind, the ship not only sinks slowly, but also becomes steamy in an instant due to lack of ventilation. On a desert ship, where there is no cool shade to treat heat stroke, managing body temperature is a life-threatening issue. It is not uncommon for people to collapse one by one from dehydration while rowing on stiff sand in a boat with no wind.
Clink ding ding ding ding!
“Super emergency!!! “It’s a dry oasis!”
“Ugh! Watchtower! “It’s a watchtower!”
“When did that bastard fall!”
“So, how many times have I told you that the ship’s name is dirty, Captain?”
“Drop anchor! “I’m going into a stop turn with the intention of cutting the anchor line!!”
Guuuuugh-
Tong!
A water surface without a drop of water spreads out behind the ‘Dry Oasis’, which managed to turn after lowering an anchor as wide as a plow rather than an anchor.
A landform in which sunlight reflected diffusely on the curved surface of a large dried-up pit that used to be an oasis condensed, creating a condensation of enormous heat instead of water. Because it is dozens of times hotter than an ordinary desert, this terrain, where a haze gathers and floats over the pit like the surface of the water, is a terrifying trap that instantly turns the bow of an approaching ship into charcoal.
Ding ding ding ding!
“Bisaaaang!”
Ding ding ding ding!
“emergency! A real emergency!”
Clink, clink, clink!
“All knights!!! Wake up everyone on the night shift! “Beat me in the head for dropping the bell!”
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Well, the life of a navigator in the great desert is such that the sturdy emergency bell is bent like that and rings constantly to the point of falling. It was nice not having a moment to rest.
Aldar Ashams. I was in a bad mood, as if I had been feeling sick ever since I heard about Hatchling Aldarshax’s secret story about the desert.
[Ugh- Well… the number of the 283rd case is also somewhat ambiguous. Is the following an interpretation from the gods’ perspective? Did we do this before?]
“Hmm… How about we try to leave room for interpretation differently… If that’s the dragon in this neighborhood in the first place, then what is the local dragon?… Did GG deviate from Gedroitz’s calculations? Or did you plan this too?”
[How about something related to the desert environment? It is said that the desert changed like this due to the influence of that time.]
“I thought about it like this…”
Muttering.
Wiggle, wiggle, scratch, scratch.
I said, ‘As you play, you’ll find the answer~’, but I only ended up having fun with it once or twice.
Life on a desert boat was quite suitable for dealing with these unanswered concerns. I’m trying to roll smoke into my head, and when I feel like I’m going to throw up, when the emergency bell rings, I empty my brain with moderate physical exertion. Once you’ve completely emptied yourself, you can start building your family again, piece by piece.
Thanks to this, I was able to rack my brain for the two days I was traveling, but in the end, I couldn’t come up with any kind of answer.
It’s so hot and something big is happening, but I don’t know anything, and the lizards who raised this ridiculous topic are walking around wondering what’s so good about it. Time passed by helplessly…
When the stress accumulating in real time was expressed in the number of wrinkles on the forehead, a welcome sound was finally heard from the watchtower above.
“North Northwest – Check the fleet! “I can see the target point ah-”
Next target. The second-in-command fleet of the Great Desert is planning to launch an all-out attack using the momentum from the collapse of Kauladi’s defense line.
The professor could feel his mood relax a little at the sight of their ability to pull together hundreds of desert ships large and small.
okay. If we fight these guys and Kauladi, hang him on the mast, and shake off what Falcatus gave us, and shake off every drop of information like a dried squid, we can be freed from this endless agony.
War is a battle that is difficult for those with a lot of supplies to lose. It felt quite nice to know that I was part of the side that put pressure with precision rather than the side that used its wits.
okay. When we pulled our boat up next to that big boat, tied a rope, got on board, and looked at the deck the size of a playground and the sparkling spear knife, I felt like everything was going to work out, and the feeling of being stuck was lifted.
It felt good. It was just getting better.
“Ha ha ha ha ha! okay! Didn’t I tell you to crawl under me right away? “How can ignorant people listen to the words of a wise man like me only after going through hardships?”
“….the leader of the moon shadow. Rakshasha greets the leader of the Nulak-Kamut clan. As I said before, the Moon Shadow upholds the will of the Great King’s Blood and, as a sign of mutual respect-”
“Ahhhh… It’s too stiff. You’re so rigid, Rakshasha…? How many times have I recommended something other than such an old-fashioned deal? huh? Huh? Would you like to come a little closer and talk? “Not under the hot sun, but in the cool shade of the seat right next to me… uh-huh-huh-huh!”
….quick.
It was nice until I encountered a 20-serving piglet whose cheeks were fluttering like a fan and I couldn’t tell if he was sitting on a chair or burying the chair in his butt.
The sight of him constantly stuffing fruit into his mouth and pouring what looked like a dark blue drink down his throat while he was talking was truly akin to a biological weapon that was a compilation of unpleasant emotions.
Snap, pop –
especially those eyes.
The lustful eyes shining small in the plump eyelids, with the curves of a Rakshasha visible even through loose desert clothes, are directed to Senika, who is shivering among the hatchling siblings present for the alliance agreement, and…. to her strong body. He came up to me, who was frowning and showing off his arrogance.
So, that pig licked the Rakshasha with his eyes, glanced at the smooth scales of young Senika, who was only 342 years old, as if he couldn’t bear it, and scanned me from head to toe several times while dribbling alcohol or something over his bib. .
“Oh oh oh… By the way, among all the familiar faces, there is a face I don’t know…? Who is that sturdy friend over there? slave? sailor? Or…a gift?”
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Tooung-
[Ouch! You’re a shell!]
This is the sound of the string of reason that Hyde was barely holding on to being thrown away.
-Pisit!
This is the sound of blood leaking out as my blood pressure rises and my delicate blood vessels are torn.
Ujijik – fighting!
And this is the sound of the railing being held being broken by the force of the grip and the piece of wood being held in the hand being sharpened with the thumb.
and.
oh my god.
The desert seems like an amazing place.
This is the magic trick I’ve only heard about…
The professor took a deep breath and calmed down for a moment.
If this is a unique attack that I have never experienced, I will admit it. Kauladi was a great guy. Some mysterious power I don’t know about must have used magic or something to read the future and make me face this guy at the moment when my patience was at its limit. okay. What a great attack. amazing. It’s really huge. I have no choice but to admit it.
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So, let’s just pretend that it was me who suffered and cut that pig’s throat!!!!
Jump up!
Wow!
“Ugh! Rakshasha?”
“Oh my~ Sir? Did you get a cramp in your leg? Shall the Rakshasha release you?”
[Let go.]
[Hold on.]
[I said I won’t kill you.]
[Shall we talk about what’s in your hand?]
….The moment I was about to take it, the Rakshasha, who had been listening to an unusual sound next to me, ran towards me. heard.
[Professor~ Are you nice? Shall we take a breath?]
[I don’t like the smell of pigs.]
[Don’t do that. Is ‘Evil Eater Nullak’ the trading partner we need the most right now? Other than the author, there is no force that can compete with Kauladi’s fleet?]
[Evil Eater… Nulak?]
I don’t know who came up with it, but it couldn’t be a very fitting name. He is a person who shows truly agape love that transcends not only gender and age, but also race and ethnicity, both in terms of what he puts into his mouth and his tastes. You really have a variety of tastes.
The professor felt as if an emergency bell had been ringing in his head for several days, and he could barely suppress the urge to turn that pig into meat pieces.
Write it – woowoo. Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss goinguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch!
‘Whoa. good. This~~sexually. Let’s think smartly and calmly…’
Important NPC. Right. In the current situation, it is a force opposing Kauladi, who has emerged as a large group of ostensible main enemies.
Is it friendly to us? of course. Excessively. Overly friendly.
Is it useful? So much. With a fleet of this size, it won’t be swept away even if they stick together without us. It relieves you of one big task.
So… should I keep it alive?
The professor barely managed to catch the opposite sex who was walking the line at the critical point and turned his eyes to the guy named Nulak.
A guy who keeps pouring fresh and delicious delicacies into his mouth while being fanned by pretty maids.
Maintaining that weight in the desert is also a feat. Especially considering the eating habits of a guy who spills more than he eats.
A grape came out of Nulak’s mouth and rolled to the professor’s feet.
‘Dried purple grapes. It appears to be the same breed I heard at the Imperial party before. Seeing that it looks so fresh and even cold would mean that they used storage boxes with cold magic from the Empire to here or hired a wizard to transport them.’
‘The chair slightly exposed between the thighs. I thought it would be useful to hold on without breaking, but it was made of metal. The milky white ore body is an alloy that has a thermal conductivity close to 0 and is used to make chandeliers for high-ranking noble families. That’s also something that’s hard to find in the desert, where metal is rare. Of course, it would have been brought in at an unimaginable price.’
After coming to my senses and making an estimate, I realized that what I was putting into my mouth was not food, but a golden nugget. That’s how wealthy he is. If he has amassed that much wealth, he is a man with great resourcefulness, despite his appearance like a proliferating fat monster.
The little mouse-like eyes that were still looking me up and down were shining sharply, as if they had been stained with lust for some time. As if I were being completely disassembled in the arms of a Rakshasha.
Those were definitely not the eyes of someone who was just stupid.
‘…It was a different audience procedure from Kauladi.’
He has an appearance that would make anyone in the world look down on him, and as the only leader of a large group, he has no hesitation in using his ugly appearance to provoke his opponents.
A bad eater. A guy who grabs and eats anything he can get his hands on. In other words, it means that I have the ability to digest anything that comes into my hands.
[….Did you notice?]
[It’s ridiculously dirty… It’s really so damn efficient. dirty. Ugh.]
[Hehe. It wasn’t just luck that made Nulak the second-in-command in the desert. While Kauladi has a lot of yolk oases, this guy has a ton of small colony-sized oases. The most important land in the desert belongs to Khauladi, but it is Nulak that has the most territory. So… can’t I kill him? Because we need that man’s strength.]
“Hmm… I had a little cramp in my leg.”
The professor responded by matching the performance of the Rakshasha. If he was just an asshole who was lucky enough to inherit power, beating him to death would have helped his mental health and progress on the quest, but in his position as the second-in-command in the great desert, he is a person who humbles himself to such an extent and actively scouts out his opponent. It seemed like that belly wasn’t just filled with fat.
Gulp, munching, munching!
“Ugh! Mmmmm! Hooooo…. You’re a bastard? “Are you saying that the one who rejected and accepted my advances was your warrior?”
“It was a long wait, but I was finally able to connect and find my partner.”
“Uh huh huh huh! good. It’s a good thing! I really want you, but I can’t take someone who already has a fiancé as my wife. That’s right! “Ummmmmm!”
While the professor was adjusting Nulak’s evaluation several levels higher, the Rakshasha snuggled deeply into the professor’s arms, as if proud of Nulak.
[Hey Rakshasha. But if that guy named Nulak played the role of an asshole, it wouldn’t have to go to this extent…?]
[Oh, that’s not true. How many times did that guy propose to me? Once as the fourth wife, twice as the sixth wife, about four times as the ninth wife?]
[….Huh?]
[Even as marriage proposals go back and forth, the seat in front of me is being filled up, right?]
[ Couldn’t he have been crushed to death by Unit 8 in front of him?]
[…Anyway, no matter how hard it is, he knows that he risks his life to protect the chastity of desert women, so if you show him this close, he will definitely give up.]
The professor I closed my eyes tightly at the sight of Nulak, who was not sure if he was clapping his hands or patting his stomach with his cheeks fluttering.
Our reinforcements are like that, but Falcatus’s reinforcements are Kauladi, who has powerful elite troops and the shaman army’s yolk land.
“It really is a god-forsaken neighborhood.”
The professor recalled the skyless desert environment and cried out the name of his hometown, which he longed for.
The Inland Empire of March World, with its lush green fields, and the Inland Region, where the three eastern countries come together.
A wasteland mixed with the hum of a generator and the smell of dust, iron, and oil.
I thought it would be nice to be able to go back to a place other than the desert.
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