Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating

Chapter 89 Post-war cleanup and after-party

Every single Goblin that was there has been annihilated. We have successfully suppressed the Goblin Stampede.

It seems that the Goblin King was almost the last one, as we proceeded to defeat the remaining scattered remnants and achieve victory.

Upon confirming the eradication of the enemy, the Knights blew their horns. Suddenly, victorious shouts echoed from all directions.

“Uwoooo!” “It’s our victory!” “Thank you, Goddess.” “Thank you, Raffalier-sama.”

Among monsters, Goblins are considered weak. Even within the Stampede, they are among the weaker creatures, but in small towns, they can still cause total destruction.

Previously, Eldania was attacked by a Monster Stampede, the most terrifying type of Stampede. It involved a mixed force of various monsters rather than a specific type. Goblins, Kobolds, Orcs, Ogres, Trolls, Harpies, and others were identified among the attackers.

Some people even suspected the invasion of the Demon Lord’s army, but since the Demon Lord’s territory is far away, it was deemed to be a different incident.

The actual damage is minimal.

Although there are many injuries, the number of seriously injured individuals is low.

Despite them being Goblins, it’s fortunate that there are few severely wounded.

Furthermore, no fatalities have been reported.

This can be attributed in part to the Lord’s decree to “value life and promptly withdraw if injured.” That Lord may be a bit eccentric, but he is sharp-minded.

However, when it comes to timing, it wasn’t ideal.

The defensive walls didn’t hold up in time, and the alarm was downgraded to a cautionary alert.

Half of the mercenaries even decided to leave.

In essence, we had to focus on post-battle cleanup.

First, the remaining able-bodied individuals started stripping the goblin corpses of their skin and collecting the hides and magic stones from the corners.

The skins of these nearby goblins will be tanned and dried, then used as materials for our affordable shoes and bags, which we use regularly.

I think about half of the tents in the slums are made from goblin leather.

Goblin meat is incredibly unappetizing, and humans generally avoid eating it.

Although we could get a substantial amount of meat from the Goblin King, there’s no helping its unpalatability.

Even slum residents avoid it.

However, wolves and dogs happily devour it, so it has been decided to be used for pet food.

Since there’s a considerable amount, they are currently processing it into dried jerky.

Farmers and shops within the territory are in a frenzy, gathering manpower for this task.

“Hey, it’s the King’s magic stone.”

“Damn, it’s huge!”

Since we’re also counted among the survivors and directly involved in defeating the King, we’ve been tasked with dismantling the Goblin King.

Originally, guild staff were supposed to be dispatched, but they’re too busy and we can’t reach them. They must be occupied with something elsewhere.

Quietly, I store the Goblin King’s magic stone in the item box. We can’t afford to have it stolen.

Twenty gold coins, that’s a solid sum. It might be worth even more.

We’ve confirmed that since we defeated it, we have ownership rights.

Now that we’ve finished handling the King, we quickly disengage from the dismantling operation.

We have a hidden job assigned to us by the Lord personally, with a written order in advance.

It’s commonly known as the ‘Adventurer Chef.’

Usually, we’re ‘Sword Adventurers,’ but we’ve been specially assigned as cooks.

This time, it’s just a temporary arrangement, but it’s not something we fully understand.

We’ve already stored the tomatoes and various vegetables that were sent from the Lord’s mansion.

We also borrowed some large pots from the mansion, and there are about four commercial-grade portable magic stoves as well.

So, we’ve set up camp in front of the Lanierda Blue Sky Elementary School and we’ll be making “Tomato Soup” using the school’s stove.

With great emotion, I add the Eldertake Mushrooms that I had secretly saved up.

Damn it, I’m glad everyone will enjoy it, but I had intended to keep some for personal use. Yet, here we are with this order.

I insisted that the mushrooms were for personal use! However, they said they would lend us soldiers if that’s the case, and it turned into a grand Eldertake Mushroom search.

While still on Goblin alert and in a state of vigilance, the soldiers patrolled the plains while also providing security.

As a result, we barely managed to gather enough mushrooms, and they ended up including my personal share.

In return, we ended up with a large quantity of delicious tomato and mushroom soup.

There are several other tents set up as well, where cooking preparations are underway.

Of course, the Lord isn’t foolish enough to leave all the cooking solely to us, given the number of people involved.

In front of the tent cluster, there are damaged houses and broken branches collected from the outside due to the Goblin attack, forming a makeshift mound that’s set ablaze.

It has become what they call a campfire.

I’ve heard that this was quite common on Earth in the past. This atmosphere resembles a post-celebration festival.

“Alright, everyone! Lord-sanctioned Tomato Soup is here!”

“Uooooh!”

“Ooooh!”

The deep voices of the men reverberated across the plains outside the slums.

The plates are provided by the Lord’s mansion.

Although we have to wash them ourselves, we have a few helpers, so we manage to keep up.

“Oh, what’s this? It’s delicious!”

“Mmm, yummy!”

“Tomatoes taste amazing!”

“So this is tomato soup? It’s completely different from what I had before.”

“This is the Tomato Soup organized by the Lord. It’s incredibly tasty!”

“That damn Lord, does he usually eat this delicious stuff alone?”

“That guy…”

“That darn Lord!”

“So delicious, so delicious. Can I have seconds? Oh, there are no seconds? After everyone has gone through? Alright, I’ll wait in line!”

A queue starts to form.

Everyone eagerly drinks up the soup.

The vegetables are cut into small pieces.

Many people even drink it directly without using spoons.

“Mmm, it’s delicious!”

“This is amazing!”

“If only my husband could make something like this.”

“Hahaha!”

There are quite a few girls mixed in as well.

I can hear some complaints, but let’s pretend we didn’t hear them.

This Tomato Soup is a fortunate creation. When the flavors of tomatoes and Eldertake Mushrooms come together, it becomes a hundred times tastier.

The problem lies in the high appraisal value of Eldertake Mushrooms and the fact that amateurs who eat them without appraisal might die.

If you can appraise them yourself, there’s no issue. I quietly use them, so it’s fine, but if I’m discovered, the Lord might say…

“Ed, you can spend your whole life picking mushrooms. I’ll appoint you as the Mushroom Baron.”

It seems like that’s what he would say.

It’s not a bad business since it’s profitable, but it would be even better if it could be monopolized. If competitors emerge, there’s a risk of a sudden decrease in earnings.

Now, by serving Tomato Soup to all the parties involved, we have fulfilled our duties as the Adventurers of Meals. Being treated as a special request will likely improve the reputation of the Adventurers’ Guild.

In other tents, they were distributing bread, jerky, dried fruits, and such.

There were also several types of soups available. Additionally, they were serving wolf meat from the western forest.

I confirmed that Bielcera’s shop had set up a free booth for herbal tea.

That Bielcera sure knows how to work it.

It’s irritating how they’re offering it for free.

Even though purchasing the tea leaves would cost money, this is good publicity.

Currently, herbal tea is a secret boom known to those in the know.

If it becomes a full-fledged trend, they’ll definitely be in the black in no time, and bonuses will be guaranteed.

Opportunities like this to showcase their products are rare.

We need to firmly grasp what we can.

And then, with a composed expression, the priest came to inspect with a young girl by his side and shamelessly drank the herbal tea.

I thought his eyeballs were going to pop out.