How to get Healed at Demon Farm

“Are you okay”

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" 

“If it is very difficult, can I do the cleaning instead of you today?”

"It's okay. It's not that hard enough." 

"Tch, I thought you were drinking in a hurry at the end…"

I clicked my tongue at Alfred's face, grown pale from a hangover.

The honey beer was so delicious yesterday that he seemed to have exceeded his limit. 

"I tried not to let what happened during the picnic, but the Honey beer was so good that I went a little too far at the end."

"Well… Honey beer was really good."

"Fried Chicken was great, too."

Alfred smacked his lips, recalling yesterday's chicken and beer. 

Looking at his eyes shining like that, it seems he really liked the honey beer even though he was suffering from a hangover.

The dinner I prepared yesterday was a great success.

The wooden barrel containing honey beer soon bottomed out, and only the bones of all the Fried chicken that I had prepared were left.

The sad thing was that we didn't have enough honey beer 

The beer was so delicious that everyone quickly emptied the glass, so the honey beer ran out at a slightly disappointing time. 

After that, I was forced to continue the atmosphere with the regular canned beer I had purchased, but everyone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

In particular, Kaneff was so disappointed that he looked at the empty honey beer glass several times.

"Senior. Why don't we take this opportunity to make honey beer?" 

"We?" 

"Yes! You can keep getting the most difficult honey among the ingredients." 

"That's true…." 

Thanks to our relationship with the bees living in the nearby forest, we were still steadily receiving honey.

"You just need to learn how to make honey beer from Beast-people… no, you can just hire the Beast-people to make it in bulk. What do you think?" 

"Hmm…" 

Hiring Raccoon grandpa to produce a lot of honey beer. 

At a glance, it didn’t sound like a bad plan.

However, there were several problems in executing the plan blindly.

First of all, it is impossible to obtain so much honey, and in addition, making one barrel carefully is completely different from mass production.

In addition, we were also working on making a strawberry jam workshop. 

Strawberry jam was more urgent because we had already signed a contract with the two top merchant groups.

"I think it's still too early. Let's think more about the plan later. I liked the honey beer, too, so I'll ask Raccoon grandpa to keep making it." 

"Um. Okay." 

Alfred showed signs of regret at my hesitant attitude, but soon his face became pale once again due to the effects of the hangover. 

I think he really liked the honey beer enough to overcome his hangover for a while. 

Feeling sorry for Alfred, who was suffering from a hangover, I finished my work quickly and helped him clean.

Thanks to working together, Alfred was able to finish cleaning before his face got any worse. 

While I was going back to the farm building, comforting Alfred for his hard work, I felt a wave of familiar magic. 

It was what felt when Andras used the dimensional leap magic.

But the magic today felt stronger than usual. 

After a while, as I expected, Andras appeared. 

And next to him, was a Demon I saw for the first time. 

Farm members and the strange Demon gathered in a place used as a living room/ reception room of the farm building.

He seemed to be a Demon who arrived with Andras a little while ago with dimensional leap magic.

"How are you, Sir? My name is Bebeto from the Barbatos family.

The middle-aged Demon with dark brown hair bowed politely. 

Andras, who plays the role of the farm's encyclopedia, whispered to me secretly. 

"The Barbatos family is one of the top five noble families. They are famous for their deep knowledge in architecture and elemental magic."

Bebeto added an explanation after scratching his head as if he heard Andras. 

"I have the surname Barbatos, but I am only one of the descendants of many factions. There's a big difference between Prince Schnarpe and Prince Verdi, who are of immediate family descents."  

He made it clear that he was different from Andras and Alfred, revealing that he was a member of the branch family.

I thought the story of the main family and branch family would be a sensitive story, but others seemed familiar with this conversation and did not respond much.

So I thought that was the norm here, and quietly moved on.

After a light greeting, Bebeto explained why he came here.

"I came here on a commission from the Demon Lord Castle. I was told I need to build new facilities on the farm while expanding the existing facilities?" 

"Oh! That's right. There's a lot of inconvenience in farm facilities right now, and I need help from professionals."

"We decided to provide maximum support. Today, I'm here to listen to the needs of the people on the farm, to survey the land and make a rough plan."

"That's great news. The Barbatos has great architectural skills. It was also the Barbatos who built the gates of Lord Castle and Pilgram a long time ago."

"Yes, the gates of Great Lord Castle and Pilgram are the pride of the Barbatos family." 

Bebeto responded with a proud look to Andras' praise. 

"From what I've heard, you're going to build a barn, an extension of strawberry field facilities, and a new strawberry jam workshop. Is there anything else you need?" 

Bebeto asked, taking out a small notebook and writing instrument from his arms. 

The farm members began to pour out the words as if they were waiting for the question to come up.

“I would like to build a new facility to produce artifacts. For the noise and safety, I'd like to build it a little away from the farm building."

"Training! I need a training room. It's hard to concentrate because it's such an open field right now. I wish I had more space to focus on training."

"I wish you could expand the kitchen of the farm building. It was okay when there were fewer people staying on the farm before, but now I think the kitchen is a little small because there are more people." 

"Uhh…. I want to play with the baby yakums in the playground." 

As opinions poured out in an instant, Bebeto kept writing in his notebook. 

And he looked perplexed when he managed to get all the comments. 

"Well, I heard that Lord Castle was going to provide support, but it's probably on a limited budget. I think it's better to set priorities for now before coming up with a concrete plan."

Words poured out once again at Bebeto's recommendation.

"Of course, the Artifacts room comes first, right? If you build it first, we can easily create tools and artifacts that help the farm."

"Andras! That's something you can do at the Germour Magical Division. Plus, it will be expensive, so it's better to build a relatively easy training room first."  

"Elaine, you're doing well without a training room. There are so many inconveniences in the kitchen right now. Preparing meals is also important to everyone, so of course, it should be a high priority."

"Uh-huh. Papaaaaaa. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

Speranza could not intervene in the three people's arguments, so she looked at me with a mournful look.

As I was soothing Speranza, her eyes gradually got teary, and Kaneff, who has been still so far, opened his mouth for the first time. 

“Everyone! Be QUIET!!” 

“…” 

“…” 

“…” 

“Can we fight over such a trivial thing? Shouldn't you think about what's important to the farm first, instead of just being self-centered?" 

Ooooh! Boss! 

Why is he so responsible and exemplary suddenly? 

He was very satisfied with the honey beer yesterday, which must have changed his mind?

I looked with admiration and respect at Kaneff's responsible appearance after a long time. 

The three people who argued, quickly became quiet due to irrefutable scolding.

Kaneff, who took control of the atmosphere at once, looked around once and spoke calmly again. 

"The most important thing for the farm is decided, isn't it?”

" Boss, what is it? What is the most important thing for the farm?” 

“We have to build a beer brewery first.” 

“……??” 

“…?” 

“…?” 

“…?” 

“And we'll constantly produce honey beer there. Think about it. We can have a chicken and beer party every day… GULP!" 

This crazy … …

I barely swallowed the swear word that almost popped out of my mouth.

Kaneff's eyes, proudly insisting on the construction of a beer brewery, showed even a slight hint of madness. 

"Mr. Kaneff! What are you talking about, the beer brewery? Of course, the Artifact……” 

"Training Room! Training Room! Training Room!”

" "The kitchen is the first…..” 

"Shut up! I need a beer brewery the most!"  

Once again, the place fell into chaos. 

Kaneff, whom I thought as the guardian of the farm set fire to the fuse of chaos.

Seeing this mess, I gently blocked Speranza's ears and raised my voice.

"Please stop. What kind of attitude is this when we have a guest? Aren't you ashamed of what Speranza might learn from seeing you?"

The three of them flinched when I was seriously angry. 

After a while, they blushed and bowed their heads deeply as if they were ashamed of their appearance.

On the other hand, Kaneff pouted his lips with a brazen expression, as if saying ‘What did I do wrong?’

After restraining the immature farm member's behavior, I spoke again to Bebeto, who was restless.

"What do you think we should do, Mr. Bebeto?"

"You can just call me Bebeto. I'll need to locate and survey the land, depending on the type of facility, but I'll give you a rough idea."

Bebeto re-opened after checking the things in his notebook. 

"First of all, the easiest thing to do is expand the barn and build a training room. We don't need much workforce or special construction materials for that." 

Alfred's face brightened when he heard that the training room was easy to build.

"The hardest looking ones are strawberry jam workshops and beer breweries. Creating a professional production facility requires the help of an experienced builder. Of course, construction costs are bound to go up. Hmm…" 

It seemed difficult to build all the facilities we wanted with the support from the Castle.

The farm members looked at me anxiously. 

Everyone seemed to be trying to hand me the power to decide on priorities. 

What should I do?

I want to make all the facilities that the farm members want…

As worries kept deepening, Bebeto spoke quietly. 

"Sir. Sihyeon, I have a suggestion from the Barbatos about the construction of the facility. Would you like to hear it?" 

“…..”

"I'm here because I know there's something about the construction of the facility, but I also want to suggest something to Sir. Sihyeon." 

I looked puzzled by the sudden story. 

Looking at the faces of the other farm members, they also seemed to have no clue.

"Can you wait a minute?" 

Bebeto asked us for our understanding and got up.

He went outside the farm building and returned shortly afterward with two servants carrying a large wooden box.

They laid down the wooden box in front of us very carefully. 

The farm members naturally headed toward the wooden box. 

"There is something here with which we'd like to ask help from Sir. Sihyeon." 

"……?" 

"I'll open the box." 

Bebeto opened the lock of the box and opened the wooden box.

SQUEAK 

SQUEAK

On the inside, there was a fluffy pillow and two eggs surrounded by soft cloth.

The two eggs had black and golden stripes on a white background and seemed a little bigger than the ostrich's eggs, which are famous for their large size. 

What kind of egg is this? 

And why did he bring them here…? 

Bebeto read my questionable expression and immediately explained the identity of the eggs. 

"This is Griffin's egg." 

(To be Continued)

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