The Ordinary Sorcerer's Fun Otherworld Villain Play - Chapter 24 - Two Idiots in the Field

Around that time, above ground, Holga Village, Grelod Farm, the Curse King and Navi were~

Boing.

“Ahhh what should I do with this?”

Boing.

After receiving White’s report, I headed to the field to complete my routine.

But—

“What’s this?”

A wall, a transparent wall was blocking the path to the field.

Plus something was strange. There was no one around.

This road should normally have high traffic.

“…I wanna go to the field. What should I do?”

For now should I try punching this wall with curse power enhancement?

Here goes!

[Player. This is a magic barrier. People-repelling and people-sealing spell effects are imbued.]

My fist stopped just before hitting the elastic wall.

“Hey hey, isn’t this fantasy? What should I do?”

[Hmm, ah, this is set to prevent Holga Village residents’ movement from outside and inside… seems to be recognizing by name… if you use the old man mask’s recognition obstruction, you might deceive the barrier’s recognition]

“Oh, nice, such high freedom reminds me of Life Field.”

I put on the old man mask.

Since breaking it on a whim 5 years ago, I could freely attach and remove it.

It only covered the mouth area but the effect apparently persisted.

Squish.

This time I could pass through.

“Oh! I can do it, Navi, just as you said. You need some reward.”

[Fufufufun, too easy, Player. Ah, for a reward today’s dinner I’d like that, curry, since sharing taste, I can’t forget that flavor]

“Curry, huh. I gotta ask White and the others to prepare ingredients again, I’ll tell them when I search for White and the others later.”

[Yay! Ah, ahem, excellent judgment, Player, I shall send praise]

This one, lately, was a gourmet.

Well, I didn’t really understand, but feeling food was delicious was a good thing?

[By the way Player, the place where everything began that you told White and the others… does it mean the field?]

“…Those guys are a bit too tense. Certainly the reincarnator heroes’ disappearance is some kind of anomaly’s manifestation. But at such times it’s important to stop and take a deep breath. Here I thought I’d have them touch soil and sun to refresh them.”

The place where everything began meant soil.

Awakening with the sun, touching soil, inviting water, sowing seeds.

Hmm, it’s that living thing, right?

I should have been interested in gardening even in modern times.

[I see… rational judgment… as king to observe subordinates that far…]

“Hmph, human emotions are easy to understand. At my level, I can understand what others are thinking inside as if reading from my palm.”

[…That is, my inside too?]

“Fu, who knows?”

[Fufu…]

[“Fufufufufufufu”]

What’s this one saying?

Well, whatever.

While delivering an intellectual villain move as restraint to Navi, I went down the road to the farm.

Now, what should I do today?

About 4 years ago after receiving dedicated field space from that hag, field work completely became my hobby.

That tomato-like thing was about ready to harvest soon?

When I harvested, my status sometimes rose, full of good things.

“Alright, let’s start…!”

The field was about to come into view, that’s when it happened.

[…Player!! Warning! From underground very strong mana… this is, phase conversion by magic barrier, underground of the field and somewhere connected, Player?]

“…Hey, what is this?”

The field.

Crops growing healthily receiving the sun’s blessing, and soil carefully tilled squeezing out sweat and blood.

The place of my soul where everything important that modern people forgot existed.

It—

“Somehow has a hole in it…”

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE.

A large purple vortex was open in the field.

Like a travel door or something.

[This is… some kind of summoning circle. Seems a ritual is being performed in another place through the vortex, no, this is an entrance and exit]

“…Navi, will the one who made this large vortex exit entrance, eventually come out from here?”

[Eh, ah, yes, um, curse power is… fu, is that what it is, Player, whoever trespasses on your territory in whatever form won’t be forgiven, is that what it means]

My, tomatoes, were crushed…

The flesh that should have become glossy from delicately applying curse power for pest control…

The soil too, was trampled…

I was so careful to till it so air would enter softly.

[What dense curse power… Player, you are angry now, at the fool who crudely stepped into your domain. Pride befitting the Curse King…]

“Who is it…”

Who trampled my field?

[—Please wait. …Limited use… this is… Insect Cult’s sacrifice ritual reaction… this mana, Grelod Majerm…!? It can’t be, Player, the real reason you leisurely headed to the field is…]

“Grelod…—Kehi.”

Too bad, hag.

These 5 years weren’t that bad, but you crossed the line.

The kill list has updated, time to execute.

[Player, your subordinates already entered combat beyond the large vortex. You…, intended this from the start]

“The exit is only here, right?”

[Yes, Player]

“Then let’s wait. For my hounds to fulfill their duty.”

[…You are a terrifying person, Player…]

I felt like I was forgetting various things, but it didn’t matter.

“Time to receive retribution.”

[Yes… Player, that is most likely how it will be. You—for the sake of the three knights offered as sacrifice, and the reincarnated hero—will go that far…]

Tomatoes, field ridges, field.

I’ll avenge you.

“At least, rest peacefully…”

[Player, let’s believe… your knights’ safety, and your friends’ return…]