We served the people of Chiyoshino Village a soup of cavetto and meat stew.

　Since there was not much to eat, we started with food that was easy on the stomachs.



　I also put in a little restorative medicine, so those who are not feeling well will recover soon.



　Then I introduced my followers.

　The villagers, who had never seen an orange-ant before, were quite surprised.



　When the gatekeeper saw Mr. Gargoyle, he said

"This is the one I drove away!

　but no one took him seriously.



　Skybird was the only one who seemed to be busy with something, and since there was nothing I could do to help him this time, I asked him to stay at home in the box yard.



"Shannon, I would like you to take Orange Ant A and B and escort the villagers to retrieve a certain object. Orange Agents A and B, please listen to what Shannon says.



"Me?　I don't know if ...... I can handle such a big job by myself.



"I'll be fine. I'm the one who's going to be doing all the work. No demon around here would be an enemy of Shannon's. And A and B are still small, but they're pretty good.



　The orange-antes high-five each other.

　They are surprisingly expressive.



"Lucky, Mr. Gargoyle, and Patra and the rest of you are with me to make the road. If we build a straight road to the capital, we can improve the distribution system in this village. Then people will come and the specialties of this village can be sold in the capital.



--Aiyo--

"Papa, I'll do my best!

"If there is anything I can do to help..."



"Okay, Shannon, A and B, I want you back here before dark."

Okay. Take care, Mr. Locke.



Oh, I almost forgot. I almost forgot. I need everyone in the village to come closer to me.

What's going on?

I'm going to cast a brief spell of my own to help you move.



　I'll give you strength and speed, as well as reflexes and intelligence.

In the name of the spirits of wind and water, I lend you my power.



　A magic circle appears around me and a blue light surrounds us all.

I think this will make it easier for me to work.



"Mr. Locke, is that you? This kind of magic is not even found in the secret of the elves!

"Shannon can't use it?　I'll teach you later." "Ahahaha!

"Ahahaha ...... I'd love to, but I'm not sure how easy ...... it is."



　I've been using support magic since I was a little girl, so I can use it with little or no magic consumption.

　Shannon seems to focus on swordsmanship and bodywork, but she seems to have a good amount of magic and should be able to use it easily.



We'll train together later.

I'll train with you later. I'm looking forward to working with you.



　The villagers were surprised.

　Yeah. Yeah. They don't usually get support magic.

　It must have been unusual.



　We left Shannon and the others to make our way.

"First, Lucky, you can cut down all the trees and grass on the road from here to King's Landing."

--You sure? ----

"Don't worry. The chief will take responsibility. Just make sure that the wind magic doesn't go to King's Landing and merge with the road just before."

------Yes. Poor chief.



　That's why he has a position.

　This way we can cover up Lucky's destruction on the way here.



　Let's have Mr. Gargoyle work when Lucky has cut the grass and trees evenly.

"I want Mr. Gargoyle to do what he does best: clean up. Move all the grass and trees to the side of the road. Anything usable from the trees will be milled into lumber later, so please don't damage it.

"I'll take care of the cleaning."



　The rest was Orange Ants.

"Patras, when Mr. Gargoyle has cleaned up the paths, I want you to build cobblestones on top of them, like you did when you built the dungeon.



"Yes, it can be done. But if I don't have enough magic power, I'll get it from my dad. If you can't get it from my dad, I can still do it with magic stones, though it will be less efficient.



Then you can take the magic from me.



"Yes!"

　As Patra hugs me from the front, the other orange-ant climbs up onto my body.

　They're still kids. They are still children, and they want to be pampered.



　The road building went quite smoothly. On the first day, Lucky had cut all the grass and trees up to the capital, and Mr. Gargoyle was halfway done with the cleanup.



　Mr. Gargoyle had been cleaning for a hundred years, so he was very careful in his work.

　Or should I say, too careful.



　He magically cut branches from all fallen trees, tied the branches with ivy for firewood, and rolled the grass. When I asked him what he used them for, he replied

"If you bring some magical cows for food, you can raise them just by feeding them with this."




　He said something like that.



　He has lived for a hundred years.

　Wind magic is also weak in power, but it can move delicately, as if it were a limb.

"Mr. Locke's support magic is amazing. I don't think there is anyone else who can use such amazing support magic even in the castle of the demon king.



　He even complimented me.

　I wonder how old Shannon is?



　Elves also live a long life and their appearance hardly changes at all.

　As I recall, a long-lived elf can live for more than 500 years.



　I'll leave the age for women for ...... when I get a chance.



　The orange-antes were not having an easy time, and had made it about a fifth of the way to the capital, but looking at the hardened cobblestone pavement, it was quite sturdy. It looks as if it would be able to withstand a heavy carriage.



　We worked until dark in the evening, and the day was over.

　By the way, the followers are too good.