What could it be Was there trouble again
I listened to the elder’s story with a more blank expression than usual, and found that it was good that they had moved here, but there were too many rocks at the site of the ruins, making it impossible to cultivate a field.
Even if they could get the rocks out of the way, the water was too far away to make life easier, so they asked me for some good advice.
…Were they thinking of me as a handyman or something
“If you need a watering hole, there is a spring not far from here, isn’t there”
“No way, we can’t go to the place where the great dark dragon lives to get water!”
So, that was the problem.
From my point of view, it was a dragon that lacked fighting skills, but from an ordinary person’s point of view, it was a terrifying creature.
The daemons, similar to dragons, paid respect to the strong, so apparently they were in awe and couldn’t approach the dwelling just to get water.
To be frank, I thought about leaving it alone, but when I felt the expectant gazes of the children and the girls, I couldn’t resist helping out the Daemon’s village, so I lifted my heavy shoulders to assist.
“…I guess I don’t have a choice.”
But I won’t make it so easy for them.
In this case, the quickest way would be to have Pochi move to a new residence, but people would be corrupted if they thought they could have all their requests fulfilled.
I was a person who doesn’t really want to be bothered, so let’s have them work for it (my real intention).
“Setup [Arjuna Cloche] all”.
I changed into my archer’s cloak and climbed to the top of the tallest tree, which appeared to be several hundred years old.
There seemed to be no water sources in this area, but a short distance away, there were several small but gushing springs of water.
I assumed there would be a water vein underground, so I thought that if I dug a well, they would be able to get water, but I have no idea how deep I or these people would have to dig.
Using the power multiplier ability, I hold up my magic bow Gandiva and jump as high as I can.
A penetrating [Combat Skill] was shot directly down from above, piercing the ground, and water began to ooze slightly afterwards.
“Please make the rest of the well as you see fit.”
I said to the stunned Daemon villagers, as I changed into my Witch Dress and went to the planned field site.
“Set [Witch Wand].”
I readied my wand for magical warfare and put my magic power into it.
The Daemons who had come to see what was going on ran away with blue faces when they felt the strange magical power I suddenly collected and filled my wand with.
As more magic power continued to accumulate….
Pebbles shatter and the earth shakes as the magic becomes a physical force that swirls around me.
I loosely swing my wand, like a Magical Girl, and release a spell to use the magic I have accumulated.
The maximum destructive magic I could use at the moment.
The 6th Class Magic of wind [Blast].
The reason I had never used it before was that it was too powerful to use.
The MP consumption was great, but it was only a magic that destroyed things over a wide area with no penalty in power, so in the VRMMO, using this in the wrong hunting spot would get you exposed on the forums as if you were some sort of criminal.
“The big rock is gone, please take care of the rest.”
I passed by the stunned villagers’ heads, tapping him on the shoulder as he opened his mouth so wide that his jaw appeared to be about to fall off.
I have complied with their request, so there was no reason for them to complain.
“Please do your best.
It’s your village.”
As I was about to leave, I noticed what appeared to be some villagers kneeling out of the corner of my eye.
What happened to them
It had been almost a year since I moved to the capital after living such a harsh life.
It was not peaceful, but it was going reasonably well, wasn’t it I must quickly grow up and regain my full strength.
As I returned to the capital with such thoughts in my mind, an outrageous baptism from the Otome game awaited me.