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Titania lights charcoal on a spark of lichens with a trick she's used to.

Charcoal is hard to catch on fire, but I think she's from this world where it lights up.

Meanwhile, Wagan and the others also returned to the frame with a large block of meat in their hands as the demolition seemed to be over.

And yet.

I started Titania, which I was helping dismantle earlier. With the fat and blood of herbivorous dragons on hand......

"I'll get some water, wash your hands."

"Oh, that helps"

Waggan opened his mouth and showed his fangs. This is a smile. I can tell from the voice color.

That's why I watered the bucket four times...... all hands clean.

Fill the bucket with water again and prepare a cup of raffle fork.

"We're gonna bake it."

Yeah, hey, do you cook it while it's still in the meat block? Extraordinary. I don't think there's a fire inside.

After a while, the fragrant smell of the meat cooking drifts, and it builds my appetite, albeit mysterious meat.

"You just have to put it on this plate."

Wagan put the burnt surface on a cutting dish with a knife.

Everybody's just gone for a minute, and now it's a real meal.

"Here you go"

I'll just hang on a little bit.

Oh, I can show you this. The texture is like the breast of a bird, and it is easy to eat without the odor, although it is applied to juiciness.

But I'm used to condiments for not flavoring anything. It's tight for me.

"Delicious..."

Titania has tears in her eyes and flesh.

"What are humans saying? You hate our meal so much that you cry that it's barbaric?

Waggan narrows his eyes and looks at Chirali and Titania but takes his eyes off immediately.

"Can't you understand the look on your face? She's so happy to have such a delicious meal. I'll know when I see your face."

Waggan, who heard my words, was about to drop a plate from surprise.

"I can't believe we can eat meat... and that's from the monsters... I can't believe it"

Titania looks up and becomes a troubled face.

I couldn't beat the charm of meat and accidentally ate it, but I guess it's a complicated feeling because it was the waggans who prepared the meat.

"Titania. In that case, be honest. It's the same thing with haters, isn't it?

"Right."

Titania turned her body to Wagan and the others and bowed her head.

"Thanks"

Waggans who show obvious vigilance by being spoken out by Titania.

"Wagan, Muscle Rub, Zilva. She says' thank you 'to you."

"Have you ever thanked a human..."

The waggans look at each other with their eyes open and their mouths pompous.

"Fujichima says with me. Don't hesitate to eat."

"What did he say?

"Eat whatever you want."

Titania looked distracted by the unexpected words of Waggan and others, but bowed with a wiggly smile.

I guess I tried to tell him in gesture because the words didn't make sense. If hostility is strong, I won't go this far.

She only admitted on this occasion that Waggan and the others were not enemies.

"The plate is already made up of bu. Pull over the plate."

The muscle takes the plate from Titania and puts the new roasted meat on it.

"Oh, thank you"

I wondered what would happen at first, but people and monster dinners are going to go well.

On the other hand, the discomfort in me turns to certainty.

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"So first, will you let me talk to you from Waggan?

"Okay."

I'm just getting a little soothed, let's finally get to the point.

"Fujishima, salted tofu"

I always eat muscle as well as I see it.

To the meat that didn't taste. To Titania. When I brought the rest of the salt I used when I made salt water, I sprinkled the salt on the meat so that everyone would flock.

"Fujichima. The prairie is a place of contention between men and us."

"Yeah."

Even if they say so, it's like they don't know geography, and it's unclear what their population size is.

It's like I can't see the essence without asking for basic information.

"Wagan, I want you to tell me what's going on around here and how big you guys are, if possible."

"The magician (Maygas) is not interested in the outside world. I hear they're hiding."

"Oh, yeah. I moved here by magic and thought I'd live here for a while."

"Okay. This is also on the edge of something. You've buried our people twice."

"Don't worry, I won't tell Titania about your size."

Turning here to Titania, she also nods back silently.

I haven't forgotten that even I'm hostile to each other. I know as much as you should not divulge information.

Hopefully I won't have to ask, but if I don't know what's going on, I won't see what I see either.

"First of all, the geography around here, but let's focus on our stronghold."

Wagan starts explaining, adding gestures and gestures.

The Wagans live in a wasteland that went about a day's walk east of here. This place is called the prairie, and they say there's a river running along the border with the wasteland.

Their size is about three thousand combined across the wasteland. Imagine from Wagan's story that the area of the wasteland included in their living area ranges from about three days on foot... about a hundred and fifty to two hundred kilometers radius.

I calculated from it because the modern man's walking speed is more or less said to be less than five kilometers in an hour.

Waggan assumes that the size of the meadow is no different than the wasteland of what is only speculative, because they have not been able to tread.

"When you say prairies and wastelands, there's also a little forest or a pond or river, right?

"Absolutely. It's just the difference between a meadow or a wasteland that takes up a lot of the area"

"Do you have a problem with your life in the wasteland? Like a food problem."

"There's that too... the biggest problem is the dragon men"

"It seems so strong..."

The Dragon Man was said to have been a clan living secluded in the mountains in the first place. But their land was devastated by a great eruption.

As a result, he begins to oppress the wasteland where Kobolt and the oaks live. They say they are struggling because the dragon men have powerful dragon clans named Fei Dragon and Cavalry in their families.

Having decided that it would be difficult to endure any longer, they are trying to enter the prairie and escape the dragon men.

I don't know how many decades from now, but expect the dragon men to go back to the mountain too if the mountain regains its original appearance...

The wagans said that the wasteland, which was the last place, would return, and their chiefs persuaded everyone to roll out to the prairie.

"I can't help it. I know the imminent circumstances, but you knew if you went out into the prairie, you'd be dealing with humans, didn't you?

"I know by now, but I wasn't supposed to go into it initially"

Waggan rings to intimidate him as he circles his throat whether it's an arm-wrapped, bitter look.

"I don't know if humans live in the prairie or not. But when they came into contact with us, they came at us without question."

"... and that's what developed into a massive feud?

"Generally speaking, yes. That's where you're different from the Dragon Man. If the dragon man shows that he will not raise his hands and resist, he will give us a temporal respite until we flee."

"Hmm. If Dragon Man is the opponent, can't he be fat?"

"If we're cramps, we fight dragon men, too. But let's just say we fought as hard as we could. Even if we win, will either dragon men or humans stay?

"I see. I see why you fight humans."

Sora well, if it's the ultimate two choices, don't fight humans...... yeah.

The dragon man will not allow you to stay in the wasteland without fighting, and if you go out to the prairie, you have to argue with the human forces... more harsh and headache than you think.