The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 563
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The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~
Chapter 563 Reincarnated Alchemist
“Sigh… I think the gods could be a bit more generous, considering we were chosen and all.”
Ah, I had a feeling like that, but it’s confirmed now with those words.
If he had encountered a god, then there was a possibility that he was a new hero, or involved with heroes as a candidate or something, but that’s not it.
Probably, he’s not someone who transmigrated from another world like a hero. He’s like me, someone who was reborn from another world.
His overly friendly attitude towards the gods might not be because he met them, but rather a result of delusions like “I was reincarnated. That’s because I’m loved by the gods.”
And claiming to have obtained the alchemist profession, he might be deluding himself into thinking he’s “blessed” or that it’s “the result of his efforts.”
If that’s the case, then there’s nothing more to wonder about. If there’s a way to change professions, I’d be curious to hear about it since it came up, but if it’s just a coincidence, it’s worthless. Even if I were to ask, I wouldn’t have any intention of changing professions now. I’m useful as I am, and I don’t want to lose the ability to talk to Flora and the other plants.
But a “reincarnated person,” huh… First time meeting one. They’re not that common, so it’s natural not to encounter them often.
But since we’ve met like this, might as well play along a bit. After all, I’ve already spilled the beans to the hero, and Sofia and the others already know. There’s no need to hide anything.
“Being just an ordinary person is fine. Better than being a fool who does whatever they want just because they’re reincarnated.”
…Ah. But I’ve been doing whatever I want since I reincarnated too. Can’t really say anything about this guy.
But he probably doesn’t know what I’ve been up to, so it’s not a big deal.
“Huh…? …Who the hell are you?”
Aluc’s eyes widened at my sudden words. Well, of course he’d be surprised. It’s not every day an enemy suddenly brings up the term “reincarnated” out of nowhere.
“Thinking you’re the only special one, chosen and all, isn’t that just a foolish idea? If you exist, you should think it’s possible for others like you to exist too. Especially if someone mentioned the word ‘reincarnation,’ you should be suspicious of them.”
“You…! Wait, are you… a reincarnated person?”
“Isn’t it too early to jump to conclusions? I’m telling you all this without hiding anything. Or are you too dumb to understand even that?”
Personally, I expected him to boldly declare, “You’re a reincarnated person too!” but it seems he can’t confidently say it unless I firmly tell him, “Yes, that’s right.”
“Huh? Dumb? Are you calling me dumb? I’m an ‘alchemist,’ you know. I got a rare profession! I’m not like you small fry!”
“Well, certainly. I’m just a ‘farmer’ after all. I envy your profession.”
At first, he seemed nonchalant, even arrogant, but isn’t he revealing his true colors a bit too quickly? Getting angry over such a simple conversation shows quite a lack of patience. He must have been stacking up nothing but unnecessary pride all this time.
“…Huh? A farmer? A farmer… Haha. Are you kidding me? You, with such a pathetic profession, made it this far? I mean, given that you’re a reincarnated person, it’s unbelievable that you were given such a trashy profession.”
Upon hearing about my profession, Aluc responded by pointing at me and sneering, as if this was his retaliation for the insults I threw at him earlier.
I don’t really care what this guy says, but as the leader, I can’t just stay silent with my subordinates around.
“Well, it seems that one’s profession is determined by their own nature and disposition. Were you doing some sort of research on that?”
“Huh? …Why do I need to tell you that?”
“You don’t need to. But after looking down on people and boasting so much, but suddenly refusing to talk about your past life, it seems like you had a pretty miserable life. I feel sorry for you. Tough break.”
“T-This…! Shut up! Just shut up already! Why do I have to listen to someone like you!? It’s all over there! It’s finished, and I was chosen by God to come here!”
“Oh, wow. Amazing, amazing. Congratulations.”
I said the lines in a flat tone and gave a half-hearted applause.
“So? What was your past life like? Hm? How did you live, how did you die? What were you feeling? I doubt you were just an ordinary person. You looked down on others so much, so there’s no way you were just ordinary, right? Right?”
“Ugh!”
My words seemed to have really gotten to him, as Aluc stared at me with his mouth opening and closing.
“H-Hey… aaaaah!”
He opened his mouth several times, but ultimately no words came out. Aluc then slammed his fist onto a nearby desk and began throwing various items scattered on top of it in frustration.
“Hey! Take care of him! Kill him!”
After wreaking havoc, Aluc still seemed unsatisfied, so he gave orders to the mutant beings nearby. But…
“What’s going on? Why aren’t they moving, damn it!”
“They can’t move unless they’re within the curse, right? Did you forget that too? Foolish mortal.”
Despite Aluc’s orders, the mutant beings didn’t move, which was expected. They probably have instructions not to leave this place. He seems so enraged that he’s forgetting even that.
“Sure, those things can’t move outside of here. But even then, you don’t stand a chance against them, right? They’re monsters with enough power to kill even those idiots who get cocky about being at the Tenth rank. There’s no way you can win! So just sit there miserably until my experiment is over, you idiot!”
Quite childish lines, aren’t they? Indeed, he must be quite immature. Not physically, but mentally. Calling someone an idiot at his age, that’s not the kind of language you’d expect.
“Well, they do seem to have some considerable abilities.”
Setting aside his words and actions, those mutant beings indeed seem to have enhanced abilities in exchange for not being freely movable. Dealing with them in a normal fight would be extremely troublesome.
For someone who hasn’t reached the Tenth rank, fighting them normally would be tough. They would struggle just to hold their ground, let alone fight back. If what he says is true, that’s quite the strength.
But it doesn’t mean I can’t win.
“——《Sowing》”
Without changing my posture, I drop seeds from my palm to the ground and launch them using the skill.
Unlike the usual barrage or shotgun-like spread, these seeds are only three in number.
However, they find their way to the eyes of the monsters and pierce through them.
From previous battles with the mutants, I knew that while their surface is tough, their eyes are relatively soft. If an arrow can pierce through, then my seeds can too.
“Then, I should attack with something that’s not visible, not even with magic, something that’s difficult to perceive.”
When it comes to tens or hundreds, even tiny objects like seeds can be seen, but with just one, visibility is impossible. Even my old man could sense and avoid my presence and gaze alone, let alone creatures like those monsters.
“Or perhaps — here’s a gift.”
Saying so, I toss a bag of fist-sized pouches towards Aluc.
Naturally, it’s intercepted midway by the mutants, but that’s fine.
“Just scatter countless ones that can’t be stopped.”
“What the…! What’s this!?”
As the bag is cut open, countless seeds contained within rain down on the spot.
Moreover, due to the unnecessary power of the sword, they don’t clump together in one place but are scattered all over the area.
Naturally, just a few creatures couldn’t possibly retrieve all those seeds, and perhaps not even considering it a threat, the mutants remain motionless, gazing at us from their original positions.
“Hey, what was that just now!? Spreading sand like that, is this some kind of harassment!? Hah, you can only do such pointless things, huh?”
“Sand? Look closely. That’s not sand.”
Hearing my words, Aluc furrows his brows and directs his gaze towards the grains on the ground.
But those grains aren’t just on the ground; they’re also sticking to your clothes and hair.
“And then —《Growth》.”
As I utter those words, all the scattered seeds begin to germinate and grow rapidly.
I don’t know what expression Aluc had while looking down, but well, he definitely would have been surprised.
“It’s simple, isn’t it?”
The seeds planted in the mutants, the ones that found their way into crevices, and even those stuck to clothes and hair, all of them transform from seeds to trees in an instant.
Anything nearby gets caught up in their rapid growth, twisted, crushed, pierced, and transformed into unsightly objects.