Chapter 39—First Great Unholy War
Wob! Wob!—They brought the crates outside the house.
Slime#47 placed them on the ground and finally glanced around the area with peace.
Before this, he'd been mana drained and too tense from the fight to notice anything.
He noticed the oak trees, the paddy fields, the rice fields, the vegetable plots with a scarecrow in each, the cattle farm, and another slime-farm complex on the left side of the house—mirroring the one he'd already seen on the right from the balcony.
"So this dwelling is the center of the agricultural lands," he muttered, recalling the layout.
The house sat right before the entrance to Slime#47's farm complex, with farmlands stretching on both sides.
Behind the dwelling, a single road trailed outward, leading toward the fields and the other areas beyond.
They then went back to the slime farm complex.
