Fun Territory Defense Chapter 110 (Patreon)

Seat Village's Facilities are Unparalleled

When I told him that I had slain a dragon with this ballista, Apollo returned a wry smile with a twitch in his face.

"...I have never seen such a fearsome weapon in any other country. Who in the world developed this?"

"Me, sir."

Apollo's face twitched as he replied.

"This strange shape of the walls..."

"I made the corners on intention. By doing this..."

And while answering the questions about the walls, the watchtower, and the materials of the buildings, I now lead him to the Belrango Trading Company.

Bell, who I had expected to join us on the way, has yet to show his face. Perhaps he was checking the documents in the trading company until the last minute.

I was a little anxious, but remained calm and entered the store. The store was busy as usual, and the clerks were busy dealing with customers.

"Is Bell-san here?"

I called out to a nearby female merchant, a former slave, who responded with a strange, almost strangled voice, bowed her head, and ran to the back of the store.

Diane and Rosalie chuckled, as if they somehow understood the sentiment. Although they were all standing there together, Diane and Rosalie made a surprised expression at the state of the store.

"...There are more customers than I imagined."

"It seems that not only adventurers but also residents are here. That's a sight you don't see in a poor village."

Listening to the two men talking, Apollo, perhaps deciding that he had some time to kill before Bell arrived, also began rummaging through the merchandise in the store. The shopkeepers were busy with their customers, the adventurers and residents, and it was inevitably my job to explain the products to them.

"This is a magnificent sword..."

"I made it."

The armor and shields are made of a strange material, aren't they?

"The raw material is wood, right? Just in case."

Apollo's expression becomes more and more clouded each time he answers.

He doesn't trust me.

I decided that he didn't trust me, so I looked for materials to show him the actual manufacturing process.

"Oh, here you go! My name is Bell of the Belrango Trading Company!"

Then Bell appears, his forehead sweating, greeting Apollo and Diane more politely than usual, and after a couple of words with Rosalie, he turns to me.

"So, Van-sama, I heard that the documents and other things will be checked at the inn at night, so let's head to the warehouse together. I'm sorry, but it's hard to explain without Van-sama..."

Saying this apologetically, Bell headed for the magical beast material warehouse, with Apollo leading the way.

As they follow, Rosalie gently calls out to Camsin.

"...How's life?"

She asked in a small voice, but Camsin answered seriously and firmly.

"Van-sama and everyone is very kind, and we have good food every day. But I train every day to protect Van-sama, but I still remain weak..."

And for the first time in a long time, Camsin spoke of something like a problem. Unusual.

Rosalie patted Camsin on the head.

"You seem happy. Well then, work as hard as you can and be strong."

When Rosalie said that, Camsin nodded with a serious expression.

Rosalie nodded with a serious expression on her face. If I had such a problem, I would want her to tell me first, but I wonder if I can't tell the person I'm supposed to be protecting.

With mixed feelings, I looked up to see Till smiling at me with a big sisterly face.

I felt embarrassed.

"This is the warehouse dedicated to materials for magical beasts."

And while we were exchanging these words, it seemed that we had arrived at our destination, and Bell was beginning to explain with a nervous look on his face.

"Since Van-sama defeated the Green Forest Dragon before, the size of the warehouse is large enough to store materials for two to three large dragons. However, even so, it is still going to exceed the allowable amount with the materials from the magical beasts that are brought in every day now..."

With a tired smile and voice, Bell opens the door to the warehouse. He opened the double doors, which were made huge for the materials of large magical beasts, and showed Apollo and the others what was inside.

At the sight, not only Apollo but also Diane and the others were speechless.

In front of them was a space barely wide enough for two adults to pass through side by side, and on either side of it was a pile of materials that could easily be mistaken for a mountain. And no matter how you looked at it, they were all materials of rare magical beasts.

"This is..."

Apollo muttered something in a muffled voice, and Bell led the way with a shallow nod.

"Near the entrance are fangs, bones, and skins of large monsters that are difficult to transport. And in the back are materials for smaller magical beasts that are easier to transport."

"How can this be...I never thought I would see such a wide variety of rare materials all at once..."

Whether he is listening to Bell's explanation or not, Apollo's eyes widen as he looks around the pile of materials.

"Ho, really, this many magical beasts...?"

Rosalie looks up at the pile of materials with blinking eyes and mutters.

"That's right. It seems that adventurers based in this town have been delivering many materials for magical beasts lately, and Bell is getting increasingly fatigued every day."

I said this with a laugh, and Bell returned the affectionate smile with a hint of fatigue. After a pause, Diane smiles at us and opens her mouth.

"...The shelled sub-dragon armored lizard skin there has been cut up quite nicely, but with what kind of blade...?"

I smiled and nodded at such a question.

"Yes. I'm preparing a large knife made of wood and iron, so I'll use that..."

I give sincere answers to their questions, but gradually the faces of the three of them cloud over.

Maybe they think I'm lying again. Should I demonstrate in front of them?

While I was thinking this, Till and Camsin, who had been quietly following me until then, quietly brought materials to me.

With logs and iron ore in their hands, they looked at us with angry faces. I returned a wry smile and nodded my head because I could painfully feel what they were trying to say.

"So, let's try it once."

Saying that, I first took the log in my hand and focused my consciousness. Put magic power into it.

The wood block is something I've made so much that I can picture how to make it if I meditate on it. So, it only takes a second or two to create it.

The logs are disassembled from one end to the other, and the gasps of Apollo and the others are heard as the logs are remade into wood blocks.

Then, without even giving the three of them a moment to speak, the wood block is next processed into a knife. It is a large knife, similar to a dagger.

It does not have a brim, but it is elaborately decorated. It would be a popular item in a souvenir shop.

When I handed the knife to Camsin, he accepted it reverently and quietly placed the blade against the crustacean's skin.

A thud is heard, and the edge of the skin is cut off.

"...What?"

Apollo and the others froze at the sight, their eyes wide open, and Rosalie made a strange sound with a question mark in her voice.