The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 578

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

Chapter 578   Check the status of each hero’s party

“Well, I’ve got the idea. Frankly, I couldn’t care less about your future, it’s none of my business. But, well… could you bring me a glass?”

However, while I say you can do as you please, that’s assuming there’s no danger to us. And whether there’s danger or not, that’s for me to decide.

So, I turned around and asked someone to bring a glass, but nobody moved to do so.

“Is this suitable for you?”

Instead, Sofia took out a glass from her pocket and offered it to me.

Normally, things like that wouldn’t fit in a pocket, but that’s probably thanks to her skill. Sofia’s skill should include “Storage” and she must have stored it in there.

Having what you asked for come out of a pocket is somewhat reminiscent of a certain blue individual. Well, she doesn’t have a pocket in her stomach though.

“Here, have a sip of this.”

Taking the glass from Sofia, I pointed my finger towards it, and water flowed out from the tip of my finger.

I extended the glass filled with water towards the hero, who reluctantly took it. Despite his wariness towards me, his easy acceptance is just his nature. Since he doesn’t doubt me, he accepts it so easily.

“What’s this?”

“It’s purification water. If someone with curses in them drinks it, they’ll turn into a mutant.”

But as I said that, the hero dropped the glass he was holding and stepped back a few paces.

Naturally, if the glass falls, it’ll break, and the water inside will spill, but what a waste. How much does he think this single glass is worth? Well, I don’t know for sure, but it’s a tool Sofia brought out. It’s supposed to be something intended for my use, so it shouldn’t be cheap.

Ah, well, the water is a waste too. I don’t really care, but the elves around me do. It seems the hero has caught their attention.

“Hey, what a waste. Don’t spill it.”

“Do you intend to drink such a thing?”

As the hero’s voice, Saint Canon, spoke up, questioning my actions, it’s obvious I’ll drink it.

“Yeah, I intend to. After all, if you don’t drink it, we can’t leave here, right?”

Saying that, I glanced around, and there stood my troops. Just because he’s the hero, just because she’s the saint, there’s no way I’m going to defer to them.

Moreover, they all have their hands on their weapons, ready to move at any time. Some of the elves have already drawn their weapons. …You guys, don’t go berserk later just because I’m giving out water, okay?

So, in a situation surrounded by them like this, do they really think they can refuse my ‘request’?

“Don’t worry. If there’s no problem, you won’t turn into a mutant. After all, you don’t want to continue living with anxiety, do you?”

Even if I call it water I prepared, it has no effect on normal people. It’s only when someone is cursed… and deeply cursed at that, that abnormalities occur.

Even though they’re joining the army, they can’t fight while worrying that they might mutate someday. Especially the hero. He may be incompetent himself, but his strength is decent. After all, he’s made it to the Tenth rank.

If such a person were to mutate and rampage during battle, it would be unimaginable.

And the soldiers must be wondering if they can fight alongside someone with such a possibility, if they can trust them even if they do fight. Such doubts slow down their movements.

Even in a situation where you only need to worry about what’s in front of you, having to be vigilant and continue to anticipate ‘something might happen,’ not knowing for sure if it will, is quite troublesome.

To prevent such a situation, it’s necessary to prove in advance that everything is okay. That’s why I need to make them drink the water here. Mild curses will be purified, severe curses will result in mutation.

“So, what will you do?”

Thus, I poured water into the glass I received again and offered it to the hero’s group.

“…Let’s drink it.”

They must have realized they couldn’t avoid it. Although Canon frowned, she accepted the glass from me, hesitated for a moment, then drank it all at once.

The result was…

“Oh… It seems perfectly fine, despite being affiliated with the church.”

Canon showed no signs of any problem after drinking the water I provided. In other words, she wasn’t affected by the curse. Perhaps there was a minimal curse, but it must have been dispelled by now.

However, I’m not quite sure why she remained unharmed. After all, she was a member of the church. Normally, someone like her should have mutated, like the shield guy among their companions.

Possible factors could be that she deliberately avoided being cursed? Placing herself near the hero, she might have ensured not to mutate unnoticed, or perhaps she prevented mutation during their journey.

Or it could be her skills. If she regularly purifies herself, she could have eliminated the curse before it grew significant. Moreover, being a ‘Light Mage,’ she could have dispelled the ‘Darkness.’

Well, whatever the case, if she didn’t mutate, then it’s not an issue. Now, it’s just a matter of whether the other two will drink…

“What about you two?”

“We’ll drink it.”

“Lina!?”

As I offered the glass again, this time Lina accepted it without hesitation, surprising the hero, who exclaimed.

However, without paying attention to the hero’s reaction, Lina drank the water from the glass.

“My, it’s surprisingly delicious.”

Unlike Canon, who was merely interested, Lina began to drink as if savoring alcohol, even commenting on its taste.

Even in such a situation, she’s still trying to satisfy her curiosity. She’s quite resilient.

“L-Lina? And Canon, why would you…”

“Because if we don’t drink this, we won’t progress, right? So it’s better to drink it and move the conversation along.”

“But, what if it’s poisoned…”

“Putting poison in something like this wouldn’t achieve anything. We’re about to face the evil god together, so adding poison would only weaken our forces.”

Unlike the hesitant hero who still seemed uncertain, the two women who had already drunk the water spoke up casually as if it were nothing. Maybe it’s true that women are more composed in such situations.

However, even though Canon seemed to understand that there was no poison, she remained cautious. Well, even if she understands there’s no poison, it’s not an absolute certainty. If prioritizing the elimination of the hero’s group over their own depletion, killing them could be considered. So maybe that’s why she remained cautious.

Or perhaps she suspected some other tampering besides poison.

Actually, that suspicion is correct.

Yes, to be honest, there’s a trick to this water. Specifically, I mixed in some very small seeds when pouring the water. So, well, you can probably guess what happens next, now that they’ve swallowed it.

It’s not poison, so it can’t be removed with “Purification” and will continue to remain in their bodies.

“That’s… guh…”

The hero, perhaps influenced by his companions drinking, roughly took the new glass offered to him, hesitated for a moment, then forcefully gulped it down.

“That should be fine!”

“Yes, thank you. It’s good that none of you were cursed.”

Well, even if something happens, I can just “Grow” the seeds in their stomachs if need be.

“Well then, shall we join hands in the fight?”

The hero seemed reluctant, but I don’t care, I don’t care. It’s good to have such valuable pawns in hand. Fighting against the evil god is what a hero should do, right? So please, just be as useful as possible.