The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 249

The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~

Chapter 249   West Boss Isaac

The culprit from earlier is Dad. If I think that way, ideas keep progressing.

When I try to remember, even that pillar of light from earlier gradually disappeared from above. The light that was pouring down from above could be considered as originating from below, and it seemed to undergo disappearance or convergence.

And if it was originating from below and going up, could it have been a giant sword?

In fact, once you think of it that way, it’s hard to think of anything else.

But Dad was supposed to be at the eighth rank, and that thing couldn’t be something that fits into the eighth rank. It’s more like the ninth or even the tenth. Well, I don’t know if there’s anything beyond the tenth.

I don’t know why Dad, who was supposed to be at the eighth rank, can use something like that, but well, that’s Dad. I haven’t heard anything about his rank going up, but he probably did it without bothering to mention it.

“The boss, huh? Well, that makes sense. Or rather, I can’t think of anything else. It’s as chaotic as ever.”

“Compared to that, I’m still far from enough.”

“Well, um, it feels different from that, though…”

Bell is saying something, but the fact is, I’m still not on par with that thing from earlier.

But well, it’s not confirmed that it was Dad’s doing, but I think it’s probably safe to assume that it was Dad.

“But well, as long as it’s happening over there, it shouldn’t be a problem. More importantly… what are we going to do about this?”

When I turn my eyes outside the city, I see the corpses of enemies and residents stripping valuable items from them. Beyond that, there’s a ridiculously ravaged ground and trees that weren’t there before this battle started. If you just capture this scene, it would seem like a different place compared to a few hours ago.

“This is troublesome to clean up.”

“The folks from Karakas will take care of that. I think all the precious metals will be stripped from the corpses.”

As Kyle mentioned, armor, swords, spears, and other weapons and accessories on the bodies are stripped by the residents. In a few hours, all the corpses lying around will be completely naked, and a few days later, some of these items will probably be displayed in the shops.

Scavenging corpses on the battlefield is usually avoided by ordinary armies, but here, that’s not the case. In fact, most residents don’t care about such things. If there’s something valuable, they collect it. That’s it. It’s not quite like picking up coins on the side of the road, but it’s similar to skinning the carcass of prey hunted in the forest. The idea that it’s fine to skin animals or monsters but not humans doesn’t hold here.

Well, there are some who were former knights, so they don’t look too pleased, but they’re a minority. Even if they have an unpleasant expression, they don’t say anything because they understand it’s that kind of place.

“But what about the corpses? Leaving them alone could lead to the spread of disease.”

“Isn’t it fine to gather them and burn them? If worst comes to worst, I can turn them into fertilizer.”

Since reaching the ninth rank, I can indirectly rot things as long as they come into contact with something I’ve rotted. The range is limited, but within that range, I can rot everything and turn it into fertilizer.

For example, shaking hands with someone and activating a skill could gradually turn their entire body into fertilizer from the hand. Well, I’ve never actually done it. It’s just an example that such a thing is possible. I haven’t used it before, and I don’t plan to actively use it in the future, so it’s not a problem!

More importantly, we were in the middle of discussing how to deal with the current situation.

“Well, that should be taken care of somehow. For now, let’s go to Dad’s place and then report to Edward just in case.”

It became a bit bothersome to think about, so I decided to delegate. Even if I leave it as it is, Edward will probably repair it on his own, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t ask. There’s a certain etiquette to follow.

In this way, although there are some troublesome aftermaths and procedures, the major problem has been resolved. Isn’t it a good outcome?

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The Boss of the West

“Looks like things are getting started over there.”

This time, I decided to pick up my weapon to determine who’s superior between me and that Volke guy. Even though it’s just a formality, I have no intention of losing.

I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to take down that annoying guy, but so far, there hasn’t been a chance.

A while back, he showed up in this town, a brat he apparently picked up somewhere. I considered exploiting the issues he faced with the central pig to make a move, but the pig failed spectacularly. He’s utterly useless.

However, he seemed to have some potential from the start, but I didn’t expect much from him in the first place.

But this time is different. This time, I’m moving deliberately to crush him, even going so far as to invite external collaborators. There’s no way I’ll fail.

The catalyst was a mission from some foolish aristocrat.

It seems they want a new city, calling it the “Flower town” or something. Well, they’re probably short on funds. It’s not that they want a city, they want money. According to the investigation, their city has turned into a shitty place, even worse than Karakas. Well, “shitty” might be a different direction from Karakas, but still.

Their territory is a run-down ranch of livestock that has been exploited to the max by the nobles. Even if they wanted to indulge in luxury, they couldn’t.

That’s why they came to us this time to get some money.

Honestly, I don’t care if those guys die, but the deal itself isn’t bad.

However, that’s only on the surface.

The proposal came from a minor noble, but the one actually scheming and manipulating the fools is someone else.

This person is a fairly large noble that I’ve been in contact with for a while. This time, they’re willing to lend a hand not only in the West but also in controlling Karakas itself.

Hah! It’s quite condescending, and it makes me want to kill them on the spot.

However, the proposal itself is like sailing on a boat. Their demanding a fair return when I take control of Karakas, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea if I were able to take control of this city.

As for the strategy, their pawns are attacking to destroy the city created by Volke’s son, while I cause chaos over here. That’s the plan.

The concern is whether their pawns can fight decently. Those who used to live in Karakas are now gathering in that Flower town, but even if they escaped from here, they are still karakas residents. It won’t be much of a story even if a regular army, even one as weak as a bunch of low-level nobles, gathers.

But that’s fine. As long as his attention is directed over there, and as long as I can buy some time, that’s enough.

While the nobles’ army is acting as bait, I’ll storm Volke’s place and crush it. Apparently, Volke’s son, who isn’t even related by blood, went over there to check things out. If I finish everything while he’s not in this city, it’ll be perfect.

If he comes back here, I don’t know if I can kill him personally, but I can crush the people around him, making it impossible for him to recover. Even if he tries to rebuild somehow, if it takes several years, I can take control of all of Karakas in the meantime. The old woman and the glasses guy, they’re just weaklings who can only use women and make money. If I threaten them with force, they’ll wag their tails in no time.

“…I won’t let you show your big face anymore. Today, I’ll be the boss in the east. I’m gonna destroy it.”

After saying that, I took my weapon, a large axe, in my hand.

Without stopping, I left the room, but my legs felt like they weren’t moving as smoothly as usual.

Well, that’s to be expected. The decisive battle to dominate this town awaits. It’s not going to go as smoothly as it usually does.

But even so. Today, I’ve decided to crush him. I can’t afford to stop, and I won’t stop anymore.

As I go outside the mansion, there are already not just a few, but over a hundred, no, over a thousand subordinates waiting. These are the pawns gathered to invade Volke’s territory.

Of course, I don’t think I can defeat them all alone, and even if I use the subordinates stationed in the mansion, it’s the same. So, I gathered them from my territory, the west district.

Even though they’re just small fries gathered for numbers, well, they’ll serve as decoys.

Standing in front of the pawns waiting outside, everyone there turned their attention to me.

…Hah. Not bad. It’s good that just by showing my presence, I can gather fearful gazes.

This is what it’s like in the small place called the west district. It’s unbearable to think that I could receive those gazes from all of Karakas.

For that reason, I must crush that Volke.

And I will become the king of this city.