After clearing the fields of Kaila village to make them suitable for farming, we now start the work of securing a proper water source.

　I used a small magic sphere to dig some holes, and I stood at the spot where the most water was flowing.

What are we going to do with this, boy?
Well, I'm going to build a high platform here, and then I'm going to make an irrigation canal that runs through all the fields.
"High ground?
Yeah, I think it's more convenient to flush the water.

　Now what to do with the table.
　He was about to ask the stone what the best way is, when....

　Then the earth suddenly began to shake.

What?
"Watch out!　Hang on Bowls!

　Miller grabbed my hand.
　For all intents and purposes, Miller was an old man, but he didn't budge in the midst of the quake, like a giant tree with its feet planted in the ground.

　In the meantime, remote villagers, who were excited about the upcoming harvest in their respective fields, rolled around one after another.

The shaking is long ...... What's going on?
"Ah!
"What's up, boy!
"The color of the water turns purple. ...... Is that ...... poison?
"Mmm!

　The mirror's complexion changed.
　The water that I had dug up with the magic ball, spouting from here and there, had turned a poisonous hue all at once.
　The water bubbled as if it had boiled, turning purple and slushy.
　The first thing anyone saw was "poison? I'm not sure what to expect.

"This is ...... no way!

　I was about to ask Miller, "What do you know?
　The earth shook even louder, and a black object shot out of the ground with an eardrum-tearing explosion.

　The object flew up into the air, about three stories high, and stopped dead in place.

　It was a woman's figure.
　A woman in a black dress--a tattered dress.
　Her eyes were muddy, her whole body was trembling, and purple drool was dripping from her mouth.

　She was stagnant, letting out a moaning sound like an animal.
　It's a horrible moan that sounds as if it's leaking out of the depths of hell.

I knew it!
"He?
It's Astaroth, and after meeting him fifty years ago, I was a bit of a mess.
That means that ...... is the one who put the curse on Miller.

　Nodding Miller.
　Well, come to think of it, she and Miller have a lot in common.

　The mirror's poisonous hand, and the poisonous water that is now spouting from the ground.
　And most importantly, the miasma from Astaroth's own body.

　I asked the Philosopher's Stone about "Astaroth," just in case.
　The wise man's stone has all the knowledge.

　...... I see.

I haven't seen him since then, but ...... you're telling me he was in the ground that Bowles dug up.
It could be.
At any rate. Here I was, but in my 100th year, I have something to show you.
Wait.
"What's up with that?
Let me do it.
"...... seems to be.

　Miller, whose will to fight rose from the moment he saw Astaroth, fell at a much faster pace than he rose the moment I came forward, and the grimness vanished from his face.

'We'd better leave it to Bowles.

　The mirror said so and the atmosphere became that of a full-on spectator mode.
　I stepped out and headed for Astaroth.

　Stagnant and just suffering until then, the Astaroth.
　When that asteroid noticed me, it began to suffer even more.
　He slobbered and his mouth was open to his cheeks and he gasped for air.

　Breath of an even more noxious hue than the poisoned water.
　Perhaps--the undiluted fluid of the poison.

　It was spat at me.

　I quickly created a magic ball of fire to vaporize the flying fluid.
　Part of it failed to reach the ground, and even the soil was dissolved by the poison.

　There are screams all around, and the villagers are fleeing.

　We don't have time for this, I'm going all at once.

　I stick out my hand, concentrating my magic power at my fingertips.
　SSS-ranked magic, god-like magic.

　I gather it at my fingertips to create a magic ball like a small sun.

　The poisonous liquid was completely neutralized and Astaroth let out a beastly scream and flew toward me.

Bowls!

　Going towards Astaroth, with the mirror's screams behind him.
　Intercept--and counter.

　Counter-strike the little sun while extinguishing the thickest poisonous breath ever with a magic ball of additional fire.

　The magic ball enters Astaroth's body.
　The light envelops her, writhing in agony.

　A different kind of suffering.
　A different kind of suffering. The suffering from the effect of what I cast into her.

Oh, it's working!

　The mirror of the Hundred Warriors seems to have seen through it too.

　After a while, when the light settled down, Astaroth fell to the ground, collapsing from his knees like a threadbare doll.



　Miller walks slowly and approaches me.

"You done?
"Yes.
Kaaka, that's Boyz. You killed the culprit that tormented me for fifty years so easily. Thank you.

　The mirror's face was radiant as he spoke.
　--But.

No, I didn't.
"......?

　What does that mean?
　Before he can answer it, Astaroth stands up.
　Putting his hands on the ground, he slowly straightens up and looks around.

"You're not there yet!

　Whether by instinct or reflex, the mirror braced itself in response to Astaroth's actions.

'No, no,'
"Huh?
How's that?　Still in pain?

　Not to the Mirror, but to Astaroth.

　She looked around with a scowling, unsure look on her face, not knowing what had happened.
　In her eyes, the light of intelligence had returned.

'Is this the ...... human world?　What the hell am I doing?
"It spoke!　No normal speech?

　The Mirror to Astonish .
　I told him of the knowledge I had gained when I took confirmation from the Philosopher's Stone.

"Astaroth wasn't originally evil. He was originally a god of fertility.

　Explain, and then ask Astaroth again.

How are you still in pain?
...... No. Yes, you helped me out.
"I just took away the elements that made it worse.
Thank you.

　It seems to be all right now.
　The resurrection of the former fertility goddess will surely be a plus for the land.

　As Astaroth and I stood facing each other.

Haha! ...... wow, Bowles. I killed the demon and you turned her back into a goddess. You've always exceeded my expectations.

　And that was when Miller had his tongue wagging.