Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de - 386 He's very busy.

“Count, you’re still amazing.”

It was Kurtz, the brave man of the people, who leaked such a grunt as he watched the blast flames and earthly smoke blow up with the earthquake from afar.

It looks like a Kurtz with a perfect description of a beautiful red-faced boy, but I don’t think the word “brave man” fits this boy in the end.

Kurtz, who had lightly gone through the work he had been told by Lianya and was returning to the base of the Demon King’s Crusade Army, puts his face open wondering if Lianyida’s work of passing the way through the woods of his temper was going well.

“I wish I could do that”

There are also different opinions among the Lotus Midas on whether it is okay to refer to Kurtz as a human race, a being who has worked out the various things that Frau has taken in there, using as its nucleus the homunculus that Emil and Frau have created so diligently.

However, Kurtz, who has taken over the attribute of bravery held by a man named Yuki, who made him a former brave man and was a stray man from different worlds, is considered to fall under the part that the brave men of the people are called from different worlds, so there is no disagreement anywhere when it comes to naming the brave men of the people anyway.

Most of all, even if there was disagreement, it was a full rumor that no one who had the courage to speak out in a foolish and honest manner could be seen so far, and if he was there, that someone could name the next brave man.

Kurtz like that has been looking in the direction that Mita Lotus would be working on for a while, but after a while he remembers his work, he runs through the Crusader base grounds early enough.

Heading there is a place called the Workshop in the base.

Although the battleships used by the Crusaders to reach the Demon King’s Castle and objects likely to be used from the Demon King’s Castle itself have just been pulled from one end and collected, work has been carried out on this occasion to such an extent that perhaps none of them, even if continental, can follow suit.

It is thought that it would be about Klinge, the territory of Lianya, who has only a comparable standard of work here, but the lord of that compartment was both Emil, a demon tribe.

“Materials, brought -”

Kurtz pushes open the door leading to the workplace with a bright voice.

The building itself, like other buildings, is a wood dominated building, but its interior was reinforced by metal, or stone carved with the magic of a guardian, always packed with a considerable number of people in this building, which is disappointingly protected over a wide variety of species.

“No, I wasn’t waiting. I’m totally glad you took it slower. Hey really… I wonder if any Demon tribe would die of overwork?

It was Emil, the lord of the workplace, who greeted Kurtz with a sly face.

The usual floating grin remains intact, but the colour of seeping fatigue is dark.

The purple hair is slightly flaky and loses its usual luster, and the skin also looks kind of dry and faint from Kurtz.

The usual outfit was also dirty with oil and dust, and even though this was previously said to be one of the Devil tribes abhorred throughout the continent and feared for its exceptional ability, it seemed to tip its neck.

“Guys, I think we’d like to get home soon.”

Emil fell disappointed and put his head on as Kurtz let him respond that way while letting himself be slightly distant from the sleazy Emil.

“I know, hey. Is there a limit?

That’s how Emil turns to the workplace wall.

When Kurtz turned to you, the scene was spreading like a corpse.

That said, the body doesn’t really stay there.

Workers in such a condition that there is no problem with calling them corpses are put to sleep in a miscellaneous fish-asleep state.

They are also, like Emil, oily and dirty all over their bodies, engraved with a dark look of fatigue and anguish on their faces that supposedly sleep.

“I don’t have satisfactory facilities to build a thousand cars here, so I think there’s more to it than that. Well, I’ll do it because I have to do it.”

“What about those people over there?

“I don’t know about the brave men who did their best. When I wake up, there’s another pile of work.”

Emil, an engineer, is also knowledgeable in pharmaceuticals.

In the first place, I twisted the medication to restore the health of the workers out of the scarce materials, and by taking it, I was beating out a rather impossible efficiency, but all of that was a story of reaching the limit, and now the workers who took Emil’s specialty medication were put to sleep in a picture of the workplace.

Workers who have managed to recover from sleep are destined to be returned to work again soon, but the number of workers being transported is increasing rather than the number of returning workers, and the situation was said to be very unfavourable to Emils’ side.

“Are you okay?

“I’m gonna try my best to keep the dead from coming out, but hey”

Kurtz, pointing something like a loving laugh at Emil, who answers so blurtly, noticed that other species of brave figures, such as Leppard and Grune, intersect among the sleeping workers.

“Some of you are brave, aren’t you?”

“It’s like you’re the normal driver, Kurtz.”

That’s all you need to build a thousand cars.

Even if you divert what you can divert from what you have at hand, it is the truth that there are more things that are missing, and the shortage can only come from the woods of temper.

It is the braves who are in charge there, but this one is also in a state of complete overwork, where all the Grunes, the elves who are not confident in their health, or even the Leppard of the Beast Nation, who should be confident in their health, are exhausted and fall.

“Surprisingly poor?

“That’s not much of an assessment, is it?”

So laughing Emil moves to the corner of the workplace when he invites Kurtz.

Nothing was placed, and in that place, where a good deal of space was secured, Emil asked Kurtz to let out the prey he had picked, and Kurtz, when he nodded in his quest, let something like a black Moya appear beside him, and stuck his hand in it.

“I wish I could pick Wyburn or something”

It was a giant snake that Kurtz dragged out of Moya with that little hand while he seemed so sorry.

Just the part of the head that is huge enough to cross the back length of the kurtz rests in such a way that it is dragged out and tucked around the corner of the workplace when sloppy.

Kurtz then dragged out small to medium-sized demons such as Oak and Goblin and began to pile up, followed by demons such as Cyclops, a giant with only one eye, and Trolls, a green-skinned giant whose body was more disappointed than Cyclops with similar back lengths, and finally threw out a little bit of a substitute from Moya that couldn’t tell the difference between bird and wolf and animal or demon.

“I guess this is it all”

“It’s convenient, that Moya”

“I’ve knocked it down as soon as I get an allowance, can I use it?

Demons and other things that lived near crusade bases that were hunted as food or crusaded because of raids on bases were rapidly decreasing their numbers.

Now it’s getting harder to see demons without going some way deeper into the woods of temper, and if you find those demons, you know they’ll be hunted for sure, like rushing out further into the back of the woods, and the range of action of the braves has changed over time into something vast.

Running around such an area is difficult to match a satisfactory number, and that leads to delays in work and increased fatigue on the part of the braves.

“Because it’s just a substitute for one way for now. We have to use it deceptively with machining and technology.”

Emil thinks that Emil’s car built on Lianya is a substitute for plenty of luxury stuff from materials, and it’s impossible to mass produce the exact same thing from the beginning.

That’s why it was Emil’s idea that it would be necessary to meditate on the eyes and use the objects that seemed to be available for use, and to do something about them.

“I guess I’ll have to rose and sort it out and think about it from there.”

“You’re in trouble. I hope it’s something very strong.”

The quality of the material is proportional to the strength of the demon to be collected.

From Kurtz’s point of view, the demons we have picked this time were only demons to such an extent that they could be easily hunted, and the quality of the materials was known, and the result of the hunt was something that left us very dissatisfied.

Strong demons, however, are also equipped with quite a bit of wit, and there are few inadvertent demons who would encounter a demon king crusader like the one that is certain to die if they met them, and even if they do, they desperately try to escape, so the number they are available is small.

“I can’t help trying something I don’t have.”

“That’s true… I wish I could help the Count…”

From Emil’s point of view, the presence of Kurtz, who performs the work of two or three brave men on his own, seems to be of sufficient use to Lianya, but Kurtz himself is not satisfied with the current situation.

It was when Emil nearly opened his mouth that it wouldn’t be a good idea to feel too much.

Kurtz blinks his ear as he suddenly realizes something, opens his mouth and controls Emil.

Having set himself up for something, Emil captured the ominous sound that was heard from those who lagged behind Kurtz but were far away in its ears.

“This is…”

“I think it’s gonna rock again.”

As Kurtz put it, Emil was feeling the ground shaking at his feet, although it was slow and weak.

Swinging longitudinally It turns to strength so clearly that after a while everyone can see it, slowly weakening after it continues to swing for a while, and eventually stops.

Both Kurtz and Emil understood that it was an earthquake, a rare natural phenomenon in this world, which had only occurred so far as to count, but after the Demon King crusade, the difference between strength and weakness was becoming more frequent.

“I don’t like it when the ground rocks.”

“Really?

Originally Kurtz was created by Frau from a part of himself.

Therefore, it partially inherited the knowledge of Lotus Ya that Frau possesses, and from Kurtz’s point of view, an earthquake was not as surprising a phenomenon as the Emils thought.

“Don’t you hate it? ‘Cause the earth rocks, huh? It’s kind of like the world’s shaking. It’s disgusting.”

“Is that what this is about?

Emil was feeling like vague anxiety while he grinned bitterly at the cruz twisting his neck just because he didn’t understand.

Emil, a Demon, spent a long time in Demonic territory, but has never been in a situation where earthquakes are as frequent as they are now.

I’ve checked with other demons besides myself, but I still agree with Emil that even the oldest demons have never experienced this before.

“I have a bad feeling about it, but I can’t afford to be investigating it.”

At present, it is the return of the Crusaders that must be done as a matter of the highest priority.

Though it is a very creepy phenomenon that the earth shakes, its priority is nevertheless lower than no real harm.

“I just have to get back to Klinge, calm my hips, and then think again”

When Emil shrugged so as he sat in the corner of the workplace to restore his health and watched Kurtz close his eyes and begin to take his hypnotic sleep, he began to think about turning the personnel who could currently move into demolition work of the demon, looking at the pile of demons in front of him.