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Liberone began training the knights at my request.

The holy knights are almost like human weapons, capable of handling nearly all cold weapons.

If our knights learn from Liberone, they will undoubtedly become a force to be reckoned with, no less than the guards of Odellin City.

Liberone first focused on the knights’ physical strength.

Every morning and evening, the knights followed Liberone as he ran through the village.

Roughly estimating, that route alone is about 10km, meaning they run about 20km a day.

Unlike Liberone, whose breathing never faltered, most of the knights gave up halfway.

So, on the first day, only Mirella managed to barely keep up with Liberone and complete the run.

She threw up as soon as she reached the finish line, but it was still quite an accomplishment.

I never thought her stamina would be that low.

She even complained that the lid she brought to receive buffs hindered her running.

Liberone’s words urging them to become warriors suddenly resonated anew.

After finishing their training and returning to the store, Liberone set up a chair in one corner and provided holy healing services.

In our town, which heavily focuses on primary industries that put a tremendous strain on the body, trauma-specialized holy healing is much needed.

While healing potions can be directly applied to wounds, holy healing provides a more dramatic effect.

Of course, Liberone is not a full-fledged priest, so his level of holy healing is not very advanced.

However, in our town, where there are no competent doctors, alongside potions, Liberone’s holy healing is the most advanced medical practice.

At first, the townspeople were afraid of Liberone, a tall and rugged outsider, but after seeing how quickly their injuries healed, they started coming to our store whenever they got hurt.

Indeed, the holy knights in this world are noble beings.

In novels or games, they may appear as lackeys of corrupt organizations, but here, they are definitely not like that.

It was truly fortunate that Liberone came to our town.

* * * * *

I stopped by the town hall in the morning to deliver potions.

I don’t usually make deliveries, but these days the administrator is too busy to come to the store.

As the village grew, there was more work to be done.

In fact, until then, I was just a freeloader living off the country’s welfare.

“Sir Administrator. Are you saying you drink one bottle a day? What?”

“One bottle a day….”

“If you drink several bottles, you won’t be able to control yourself, so just one bottle. Got it?”

“I got it… but, um, Mr. Jack…”

The administrator hesitated and looked at me.

One of his eyes, visible through his seaweed-like hair, was very gloomy and sharp.

“Oh, by any chance… this evening… this evening, um…”

“This evening?”

“Yes… that’s what I meant… this evening… um…”

“Please speak.”

“Mr. Jack… I mean… if you’re okay this evening… I’ve received so much help from you during this time, and just staying quiet doesn’t seem right, so… um, this evening… ugh!”

Unable to continue speaking, Administrator Bellamy began to shed tears.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… please forget everything… what I said… my crying now… and even my name… please erase them all from your memory, Mr. Jack… I’m sorry… I brought up unnecessary things…”

“No, no. It’s okay. I didn’t say anything, why are you crying suddenly?”

“Ugh…! I don’t even deserve to be happy…!”

As Administrator Bellamy knelt and sobbed, people passing by the hall were startled and turned around.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…!”

A melancholic, dark-haired, depressed civil servant.

Truly a rare and unique combination.

* * * * *

“Oh, I’m dying, I’m dying.”

Mirella groaned as she stirred the large pot.

Right now, Mirella and I are researching additional pig aphrodisiacs.

The one we made when we were kidnapped by the mercenary corps last time turned out to be ineffective.

If it had worked properly, Adeleheid, who took it, wouldn’t have escaped and would have been caught by Riverone.

So this time, I’m thinking of trying a different method for production.

“Ugh, they’re making the minor they brought all this way work against their will.”

“Quiet down, you. We’re giving you free food, what more do you want?”

“Do you know how harshly the knights train us? They say my arms might fall off any moment.”

“A single drop of sweat shed in training is worth a drop of blood shed on the battlefield, Mirella.”

Riberone, who was treating a sprained ankle in the village, spoke gruffly.

“Huh? Then we should just go to a sauna and sweat it out, hehehe.”

Mirella chuckled nonsensically, but Riberone didn’t bat an eyelash.

“Or what? Are you planning to marry Jack and exercise all night long?”

“Are you trying to eliminate your competition in advance? Huh? You’re still too young to discuss marriage from my perspective.”

“Does age matter?”

“It may not matter to you, but it’s very important to the benefactor and the judge.”

This era has a medieval fantasy background, yet it strictly prohibits at least some immoral acts by law, one of which is marriage with minors.

If I were to do something with Mirella now, I would undoubtedly face severe punishment.

“Hmph, are you actually trying to eliminate your competition in advance? Huh? You’re pushing me aside because I’m young, while you’re interested in the knight?”

“As if. I am a holy knight. I wouldn’t do such a thing.”

“Hmm, really? Then don’t mind whatever I do.”

I should mind. Sexual intercourse with a minor is illegal, and I, the holy knight Riberone, cannot condone it.

The person from the village who received treatment fled without even saying goodbye.

Why are they like that? I, the actual party involved, haven’t said a word.

“Are they gone?”

“Yeah. The color is really pretty though.”

“Hey hey hey!”

Mirella hurriedly stopped her habit of dipping her finger into the potion.

“Oh, right. This is an aphrodisiac.”

Mirella wiped her finger on her clothes with a wry smile.

She transferred it to a bottle and headed for the pig farm.

The pigs lounged comfortably, not caring about anything. Lazy little things.

“Come here. It’s delicious food.”

She sprinkled the aphrodisiac on the leftovers and gave it to the pigs.

This should have an effect, but it doesn’t…

But it’s not effective. The pigs that eagerly ate the aphrodisiac are still lying down and grunting.

Sigh, this isn’t easy. Not easy at all.

“Oppa, oppa. Let’s just use this on people instead.”

Mirella poked my side.

“They say to use this so everyone will have two or three kids. Then the population will increase.”

“What doesn’t work on pigs won’t work on people. And that’s a crime.”

“Ugh.”

“Alright, let’s go back. There’s much to do.”

As we returned to the shop, we saw knights with drawn swords urgently running somewhere.

“Where are you going?”

“A demon has appeared!”

“What? A demon?”

The knights had already rushed off into the distance.

Mirella and I quickly followed them towards the northern road entrance.

Several people had already gathered there.

They were all holding weapons and farming tools, standing around the entrance as if blocking something.

“Just a moment.”

Pushing through the crowd, as I moved forward, I saw a green figure standing at the village entrance.

Thick brown hair braided on both sides and mischievous eyes.

A woman of extraordinary beauty with a large chest despite her small stature.

Is she just a human?

Studying the woman closely, I confirmed special physical characteristics.

Shark-like teeth, green skin, and pointed ears.

Physical traits seen in goblins or orcs.

It was impossible for both to exist in one body.

What is that?

A demon or a human?

Furthermore, next to her, five pigs were grunting and wandering around.

What kind of combination is this?

Suddenly, a sense of déjà vu struck me.

Where have I seen that before?

Ah! Odellin City! Pigs!

I’ve seen something similar a few times when I went to Odellin City to buy pigs.

I remember seeing it a couple of times when I destroyed the mad scientist’s mansion in Leanso Village and when dining in Odellin City.

At that time, I thought I was seeing things and passed it off, but now, it seems like it was that thing.

So what is that?

“It’s a half-goblin,” Reberone said as he approached. “A being born from the crossbreeding of goblins and other races.”

Depending on the species with which they interbreed, it may be considered a hybrid species with humans at the very least.

“Why is that thing here?”

“It seems likely that it’s not part of the goblin group we dealt with earlier. Goblins are creatures who never forget grudges. It’s speculated that it has come for revenge.”

With her sword drawn, Riberone stepped forward.

“I will kill it.”

As Riberone stepped forward, it shouted.

“Just a moment!”

What? It can speak?