Buy the Land And Cultivate in Different World

My name is Slape.

I am here to serve as a witch to Master Bacchus.

Who the hell is the Bacchus witch? and you may be questioned, let me start by explaining from there.

A Bacchus witch is a witch who serves the great demigod, Lord Bacchus, who directs liquor.

Huh?

Isn't that an explanation?

Now let's go into a little more detail.

Master Bacchus is the one who has been here for thousands of years as the half of God and man. What is that longer time spent on, most importantly alcohol?

It's about looking for good alcohol or developing good alcohol from scratch.

But that great one is tired of just being satisfied by one of you and spreading the beauty of alcohol to more people. of all races.

So we make a lot of alcohol, we distribute it first on our journey, and we also do alcohol preaching activities.

But those hefty activities don't go around very well with one hand.

Believers there to help Master Bacchus, the liquor patriarch.

It's our turn.

Bacchus witch.

It is a spike of preaching who obeys Master Bacchus and makes liquor, scattered all over the place and sells and walks.

I say there are thousands of units of Bacchus witches scattered on this earth.

It's too widely distributed to even know the exact number in your body.

This Me Slape is also one of the witches of Bacchus, but I was born in an old human country, a cold village far from the center.

My parents, who had many brothers and had trouble eating continuously, admitted me to the Bacchus Church as a dictation.

Many Bacchus witches are born like that.

The side effects of magic magic dry up the land, and the take-up of its beak taxes just gets tough.

Toddlers who could no longer feed themselves from the bitterness of life, that was enough to sweep and throw them away.

For such a poor family, the Bacchus Church was a mouth-watering destination for hitting and putting on.

All women gather in the denomination, so much so that they are called and learned to be Bacchus witches, etc., also because women have higher incoming rates than men who have more pickups as a workforce.

We are also allowed to charge you for the alcohol we make in order to earn our living.

It is thanks to Master Bacchus that we have managed to live to this day, even though we have been abandoned from our parents and villages.

Master Bacchus like that told me to touch you at one point.

Looks like a circular directed at all the Bacchus witches around the world.

- Recruiting people to paradise with me!

- That if you go there, any wish will come true!

- Delicious rice, tidy beds!

- A witch who wants to brew with me in the best possible environment. Gather!

- You're just a recruiter! I just expect that!

The first thoughts I had on these calls….

...... It's frivolous.

... was.

Too frigid.

But this is the immediate call of Master Bacchus, whom we worship.

You can't just doubt it, and on the other hand, from the end of the war between the people demons, you're anxious not to know how it will affect our liquor sales operations.

I've thought through this place and decided to take a ride on Lord Bacchus's recruiting.

Turning to the designated place, there were about fourteen or five witches who responded to the call in the same way.

"You're just a hopeless person!

Master Bacchus seemed satisfied with the number of applicants.

And from here on out, our successive surprises began.

Whatever you say, I was surprised from the very top.

Because it was the dragon that picked us up somehow.

"" "" "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?" ""

Every witch, including me, exclaimed.

Some even sprayed bubbles and collapsed.

Speaking of dragons, one of the most horrible beings in the world.

It is also said that every time a person enters his or her sight, he or she will always die.

That dragon!

Grab us!

Fly!?

I didn't feel alive the whole time I was in the air.

I think life expectancy has definitely shrunk.

I thought we were going up to heaven like this, and we went down to earth again.

This is your destination?

A quiet place with fields as far as I can see.

Moreover, the crops that are fruitful in the fields are so blue and vital that they are not comparable to the human country.

I thought it would taste delicious if I ate it.

I was surprised there, too, but there was something more surprising about that.

A monster takes care of the field.

Goblins on oak.

Isn't that a man-shaped monster that the Demon King Army uses as soldiers!?

At the orders of the Demon Nation, he attacked the villages of the people, did everything possible to plunder them, and killed all the men, and all the women would commit all the rumored frenzies!?

"... Ah, you're the new guy living here? Best regards,"

Yes!?

"Nice to meet you?

"Hey, they said you guys would be in charge of brewing, and that helped! I just have so much to do! From now on, we're on the same farm!

"Ha...?

"Help each other and support the farm!

The monster was very friendly and well impressed.

The language is polite. Isn't it more savage, then, to live in the Old Human Country?

Even though it sucks to stand and pee around as soon as you get drunk like a human old man.

These monsters are never going to do that! I'm a gentleman!

... Well, that's how our farm life began.

Our work here is little different than it was before.

Just make liquor.

But the working environment is completely different.

The more different the heavens and the earth are.

This farm is just heaven.

A house that is common in the Old Human Country, but completely different from a flash house like the one built alongside a tree.

A beautiful building was offered as a private accommodation for us, as if it were a villa of royal aristocracy.

Those are the things those orcs built in no time.

'Cause if we're gonna live together, that's how normal it is.'

What I say is the most manly Mr. Oak.

The floor is tatami? It is comfortable to touch with such a material and can stay asleep. It's very different from a digging shed in a soil stripping human country.

It's well built and doesn't come in a gap breeze.

That's not the only place to be surprised.

Daily dinner, delicious.

Tonkatsu, chinjao roast, omelet rice, or okonomiyaki?

It's just something I've never eaten!

And that's all delicious!

It's also psychotic that a hot spring that goes in after a day's work, and what you drink after you go up is Saturus milk!?

Isn't that the finest thing to stand at the top of all your milk!?

And chill that on the kink!?

And I can moff as much as I like the one that passes by on time.

... too luxurious.

Even the king doesn't live like this.

What Master Bacchus said was true.

This is paradise.

I have made up my mind.

I'll stay here until I die.

Until this life is exhausted, I will brew alcohol for the people on this farm!

I'm sure that's what I meant by my birth!

Well, so I work in liquor making......

Something went wrong quickly.

Here, Master Bacchus, the ancestral god of liquor, and Master Saint of the farm are working together to try a new breed of liquor, but there are so many different types to try, that the warehouse for liquor that was the first one is no longer enough.

When I was having trouble figuring out what to do, those orcs showed up to talk to me.

"If that's the case, leave it to us"

Mr. Oak quickly built two more warehouses.

What dependents......!

"I'd love to be able to help you all work hard."

Oh no, you manly oak......!

Looks like I'm in love...!?