Chapter 173 (1/2)
Territory Pioneering 2
A few days had now passed since I first started building my town.
I ran out of space to build within the boundaries of the initial walls I built and was now constructing buildings outside the main hub. I was setting a rapid pace. I had slept little over the last couple of days in order to get the planning done for the remaining facilities I’ll need to build.
Despite this, I’m not tired or burnt out. I’m actually pretty thrilled with everything I’ve accomplished in such a short time.
“One more building with its own impressive bathhouse….”
I was currently working on a three-story building. I had completed two stories so far and was currently finishing up the third. This place is already the tallest building in the area. There’s a staircase leading up to each floor and every floor will have access to running water.
It’s my greatest accomplishment yet.
The entire building was carved straight from the earth using my all-purpose tool Stone Wall. It looked like a tower that had been ripped straight out of an RPG. The bleak stone facade is somewhat off-putting. I should ask Gonzalez to decorate the place later.
“…all right, what’s up next?”
I put the finishing touches on the three-story and had now turned my focus to the next building when a voice called out to me.
“Oi, oi, oi, wasn’t this place an empty field just yesterday?”
Gonzalez was approaching me from the direction of the main gate.
There were several other macho men following behind him.
“I was thinking I should expand the facilities a little more.”
“…seriously?”
“Yes, I’m completely serious. I’m sorry to cause you and your clan so much trouble, but I really appreciate all of you for helping me for the next month.”
“You really don’t need to worry about us, but are you okay?”
“Me?”
“I heard from my men that you were up all night and day using magic. Is that normal for you? Most people would have collapsed from exhaustion after just a couple of hours.”
“Ah…that’s what you meant. You don’t have to worry about that with me.”
“Really? If you say so.”
“By the way, did you all finish up the task I gave you?”
“Oh, that’s right. I brought some skilled men and we brought what you wanted.”
Gonzalez signalled to the men standing around him. They were all holding large leather bags and dumped them on the ground in front of me. I could see the familiar purple powder through the opening at the top.
Amazing. Just like I wanted.
What else would I expect from the Twilight Company?
“Thank you. This is exactly what I wanted.”
“You wanted this specific grass because of that strange colour, right? What are you planning on doing with them, Tanaka?”
“You planned on relaxing in the baths tonight, right?”
“Baths? I was going to take one at the end of the day….”
When I had first done this experiment with the pessari grass in the alchemy class, I refined the grass into a powder. I requested Gonzalez gather men skilled with tools so they can gather the grass I needed while I continued building. Since the grass we needed is growing in abundance here, it was just a matter of finding the necessary manpower to gather it all.
“It wouldn’t be an overstatement to say that grass is key to any success we hope to have here.”
“Well, if you say so then it must be true.”
“Thank you.”
“We’ll be going back in to help finish up the rest of the buildings inside. This has been far more interesting than I was expecting. I had grown used to working as an adventurer but there’s a certain level of accomplishment you get from helping create a town from scratch that I’ve never felt before. It’s a very addicting feeling.”
“I know what you mean. Then, I’ll be counting on you for your continued support.”
“Of course. Just leave it to me and my clan.”
Gonzalez and his men retreated back to the castle walls before disappearing through the large gate. Once they were out of sight, I prepared my recovery magic.
“All right then….”
Pessari grass pigment. All of the leather bags were filled to bursting with the powder. I had previously converted it to this form during the exam before adding it back to water. I’ll do my tests with it in this form first. Having it be in a solid form will make it easier to transport and should increase its value as well.
I thrust both of my arms toward the bags and began channelling my recovery magic.
One pulse, then another, and another.
More.
Many more times.
Light was pouring out of the bags after the eighty-seventh pulse.
I remember previously when I used this same technique with my recovery magic on raw pessari grass, I had to send out over one hundred pulses to get a similar effect. It’s possible my magic power has increased or the pessari grass in powder form is quicker to absorb my magic.
In addition to this, when I added the powder to water, the number of pulses I had to send out decreased to about twenty on average. If I were to continually refine it by turning it into a powder before dissolving it once more, I could potentially reduce the number of pulses even further.
If I talk to the super alchemist Edita Sensei, she may be able to confirm my theory. For now, when I consider the need to transport and store everything, it makes the most sense to leave it in powder form even if it takes more effort from me.
“….”
But if I think about it in practice, it doesn’t seem very practical.
In order to give the baths that soothing feeling I desire, I’d have to send eighty-seven pulses of my recovery magic into each bath. Basically, if it’s anyone but me, this would be impossible.
“Well, it should be fine for the short term.”
I need to do whatever I can to earn that fifty gold. If I fail, I’ll end up becoming Ester-chan’s slave and forced down the breeding route. One part of my body is excited by that prospect, but that will be the last resort.
For now, I should continue trying my hardest.
Gonzalez isn’t the only one that thinks creating a town is satisfying work.
“This should cover the bath additives we’ll need, but I still need to construct more buildings….”
It still wasn’t enough.
The bathing area needs to be improved further.
I want to create something special. I still need to increase the facilities available in the main plaza. Restaurants for each class of citizen would also be a good addition. I also need to drastically increase the number of baths and living quarters available. But achieving what I want this place to become isn’t too difficult when I have my secret weapon.
“Stooooone Waaaaaall!”
I think I’ll start with an inn.
An inn with extra thick walls where Allen can have all the orgies he wants.
***
[Sophia-chan’s point of view]
Ever since the final presentations at the Academic Conference, the pain in my chest hasn’t subsided. My entire body hurts and I haven’t been sleeping. I can’t think straight due to my mind being filled with a mixture of anxiety and fear.
“….”
I’m currently eating my normal meal fit for a noble in the dorm room.
This would normally be a time filled with absolute bliss.
But I’m struggling to keep each bite down and it tastes like nothing.
“…I don’t want to die.”
The only thing I can think about is my painful future.
I was simply going through the motions as the day passed. I only bothered getting any food in an attempt to distract myself from these lingering thoughts.
I stood up from the table and walked toward the kitchen.
I started the fire on the stove and placed the tip of the fork in the flames. After holding it there for a while, it turned bright red. The utensils in the academy are made from denis ore. It’s designed to not melt at high temperatures.
I pulled it out of the fire and held it close to my skin.
“….”
The heat coming from the red-hot utensil was pleasant at this distance. That old man had a metal pole forced through his body that was red-hot just like this. It was much thicker and longer. How badly must that have hurt?
I don’t know.
It reminded me of Tanaka-san’s fight against the dragon on Mount Pepe. It was almost like he was a completely different person during that fight, but I’m sure he was in a lot of pain. He was being continuously burned by the dragon’s flames.
Maybe I could bear that pain too.
“….”
I pressed the hot fork against my hand without giving myself time to reconsider.
“Ah….”
A wave of pain ran through my body the moment it touched me.
I could hear my flesh sizzling.
I couldn’t bear the pain anymore and I dropped the fork to the ground. I didn’t care where it landed as I covered my hand and tried to soothe the pain.
I crouched down on the floor and started blowing on it, but I inadvertently knelt down on the fork.
“Aaahhiiiii!?”
A two-hit combo.
I rolled over onto the floor.
I rolled up into the fetal position to protect my knee and hand. Honestly, what am I doing? I’m such an idiot. Is my life meant to be a tragedy or a comedy?
“Aah…aaahhh….”
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
I don’t think I could stand any more pain than this.
My vision is already blurred by my tears.
“Uku…uu….”
It hurts so much more than I imagined.