The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 584

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

Chapter 584   Evil God Suppression Battle Final Confirmation

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“Ah, Papa!”

“Flora. Did you already arrive?”

“Yeah!”

Heading towards the meeting point, I found that everyone else had already gathered at the tent.

Looks like I kept them waiting a bit.

“Granny, sorry for making you wait.”

“No worries. Gave me time to chat too. Timing worked out just fine.”

“Chatting about… that thing?”

“Yeah. About that face. Seems like you guys know about it.”

“Is that so…”

While conversing with Granny, I glance at Mother.

She’s in the back of the tent, her expression contorted as she gazes at the demonic figure. From her demeanor, it seems that it truly resembles the face of the previous king.

“It seems so, huh? Well, anyway, now that we’re all here, shall we discuss what comes next?”

As soon as I took my seat, Granny started talking, and I looked around at the members gathered there.

The members gathered here… Father, Mother, Lancia, Flora, the Hero, and Granny, who wouldn’t join the fight but was still present. With everyone here being from the Tenth rank, it meant quite a formidable force had assembled.

“Even so, the plan itself won’t change, right? Even if such an anomaly were to occur.”

“Well, yeah. Can’t really change anything now.”

Everyone here unleashes their maximum attack. If that brings it down, great. If not, I’ll dive in afterward and do what I can. That’s the plan. Saying “do what I can” might sound quite vague, but there’s actually a fair chance of success.

We’ve discussed this plan many times, so it’s not something we can change now, and even if we wanted to change it, there’s no alternative method to switch to.

So it was a given that we would attack the evil god…

“Wait! But that means… attacking one’s own parents…”

It seemed the Hero was intervening against me attacking my own parent, as if he had been informed that the ‘face’ belonged to the previous king… my father. However, whether he thought it wasn’t his place to say, or he realized there was no other way to defeat the evil god, or perhaps he was influenced by the atmosphere of the moment… his words gradually trailed off.

“Hey, Hero. What’s with the nonsense you’re spouting? My mother is that beautiful woman over there, and my father is the old man sitting right there.”

“Hey. Why am I the only one being treated differently?”

Father is saying something, but I’ll ignore it. After all, there’s no doubt you’re an old man.

“And besides, can you even call that thing ‘human’? Is that what your parents look like?”

“Well, no…”

The Hero seems hesitant at my words, but well, it’s true. There’s no way something like that could be a human parent, and it’s not human to begin with. That thing is clearly a monster.

“Then that thing is no longer a parent, nor human. Don’t hesitate now, Hero. If we don’t defeat it, many will die.”

As I say this, the Hero seems to have nothing more to say and slowly sits back down.

If there are no more complaints, let’s get back to discussing the plan to defeat the evil god.

Although the discussion itself is already over, it’s just a matter of confirming now.

“So, Flora. Are you sure the plan will work?”

“Mm, probably fine.”

“Probably?”

With that in mind, I called out to Flora, but the response I got was quite ambiguous. It feels a bit unsettling to risk our lives for a kamikaze attack like this.

“Is that really okay?”

“But I don’t really know either!”

“Ah, sorry, sorry. I’m not blaming you.”

Father said with a frown at Flora’s ambiguous words, but it seemed Flora didn’t like that remark as she pouted, and Father tried to pacify her.

“By the way, what do you think the chances of success are?”

With a sense of disbelief at their exchange, I reached out to Flora’s head while asking.

“Um, like… the probability of Mom failing at something bad?”

Mom… so, does that mean Lilia is scheming something, and the chances of that failing are the same as the success rate of this plan? That’s…

“So basically, it’s likely to succeed, right? Heck, it might even be a hundred percent success.”

That would be the case, right? Since she fails every time anyway.

“But sometimes she succeeds.”

“…Does she?”

“Papa once fell into a pit trap, remember?”

…Now that she mentions it, there was a time when Lilia set up a pit trap in our garden. She said it was a precaution against incoming enemies, but since we were adequately prepared, a pit trap in an unexpected location would only be a hindrance. Actually, I didn’t expect there to be a pit trap there and I did fall for it.

Well, strictly speaking, I almost fell for it, but since I managed to startle her, you could say it was a success.

…Wait, but the original purpose was to prepare against external enemies, so if an ally falls for it, does it count as a failure?

“What? You fell for a pit trap? That’s lame.”

“Shut up. Who would expect a pit trap in their own backyard?”

“No, no, if you weren’t such a pushover and stayed alert, you could have avoided it.”

“Then I’ll set up a pit trap for Father’s next move.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Let’s get back on track here.”

Granny stopped our banter with an exasperated look and brought the conversation back on topic.

“Well, it seems like it’ll almost certainly succeed, so let’s proceed with the plan.”

Well, even if we count that one time as a success, almost everything else has failed. If we consider the chances of success this time to be about the same as that one success, then it’s safe to assume we’ll succeed.

In other words, there won’t be any changes to the plan.

“I understand it’s going to be tough and things will get really difficult. But still, I’m counting on you all. Let’s defeat the evil god here and end this battle.”

In response to my words, the members present all replied simultaneously. We then stood up to face the evil god, leaving the tent and walking outside.

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“Then, Mother. And Lancia. Can I count on you?”

As we emerged from the tent, positioned both atop the castle walls and in front, were not only the members from earlier but also the soldiers reinforced by Granny, along with the knights of Karakas. Additionally, the witch joining from the Hero’s party. Oh, and the Demon King too. And just to clarify, I’m not referring to myself as the Demon King; I mean the true Demon King.

“Yes, you can count on us.”

“We’re not sure how effective we’ll be, though.”

While we’re about to charge at the evil god, not everyone will be charging in. After all, Mother and Lancia are primarily rear-guard fighters. They can’t fully utilize their abilities in a battle where they charge into the enemy lines.

Therefore, the two of them will take position on the castle walls, aiming their attacks at the approaching evil god from a distance.

While they keep the enemy occupied with their attacks, we’ll move in for the big strikes.

During this time, Granny’s reinforced soldiers will break through any remaining enemies, clearing a path for us, so there’s no need to worry about wasting skills unnecessarily.

This battle to defeat the evil god is considered to be our last chance. And now, the final strategy begins.

The upcoming battle will be different from what we’ve experienced so far. In a sense, it could be called a different kind of battle altogether.

As the arrowhead of this battle, Lancia readied her bow.