Me, the beat is 5 years old.

Who the hell are you? I can't help but say, he's a former designer reincarnated from another world of examples.

My name got beat. 'Been' because I didn't have a name until I was 2. Apparently, infant mortality is pretty high in this world, and until he turns 2, he has a habit of not naming it so he doesn't get attached. So it was at the beginning of the following year that I learned my name, too. The way I counted my age in this world was years.

By the way, "Beat" isn't from a musical array, he said, but from his fellow Sutto Daikon's "Beats"... if it's a Japanese name, it could have been "Taro Daikon". I don't know why, but the name was good in foreign style.

Just fine, so let me explain what I've found out about this world in the last four years or so.

Start with the calendar.

One year is 360 days, one month is 30 days, but there is no concept of a week, using the unit "seasonal", which separates 10 days. I say early, mid- and late in modern Japan, so this is fine. It seems to depend on the town, village, or the person's rhythm of life, but it seems to be the rhythm of life to work eight days out of the season and take two days off. You think it's mostly a form of working 4 days and taking a day off? No matter, the serfs don't have time off. Black.

The time of the day, 24 hours in physical sense, is not finely separated. Looks like he's judging by the position of the sun on a big mess. For example, when the sun rises, it feels like 'morning', when the sun rises and 'day', when the sun sets, it feels like 'evening'. Naturally, there are no concepts like minutes or seconds. It's a big one.

In Japan, the New Year was in the middle of winter, but here, the day after the winter solstice becomes New Year's Day. It is well understood that the calendar is made to match the movement of the sun.

By the way, the moon is decent, but not round. It feels like a distorted rock mass, and from what I can see, it also looks like a hornless positive octahedron. It feels slightly larger in size than the Earth's moon. The cycle of rotation is 30 days, but due to its shape and cycle of rotation, there does not appear to be any such thing as age.

The climate is next.

This area looks like a latitude from subtropical to temperate around the globe. It's not very clear, but there are four seasons, and I feel the climate is close from Okinawa to Kagoshima. Warm all year round and not below freezing point even in winter. Temperatures rising above 40 degrees in summer are also Zara, but not unbearably. Because wet air coming from the south is blocked by mountain ranges in the summer and the air dries up. Conversely, air from the north is pushed to a halt in the mountains in winter and rains heavily. The rain seeps out of the mountains and becomes a river to moisten the forest. Above the middle of the mountain it becomes snow and gradually melts over the summer. Thanks to this, even in summer, which can be considered dry season, there is no shortage of water. It's about the end of spring and it's the easiest time of the year.

And this village, but this is a pioneering village. A pioneering village is a "peripheral village with autonomy, not under the asylum of a noble ruling neighborhood".

The system of pioneering villages is the result of the confluence of countries that want to increase tax revenues with the sentiments of ordinary people who want to gain territory and become aristocrats.

It is not fine to explore anywhere, but only in the vicinity of the 'Great Forest' and the 'Dragon Cry Mountains', which extend south of this village, and further south of it, the 'Great Forest'. These three areas are 'demons' inhabited by several fierce and strong demons compared to neighboring forests and mountains. Naturally, there are many dangers, and many villages will be wiped out without waiting five years. Not being under the protection of the nobility also means that you have to protect yourself from these demons, bandits, etc., with your own hands. Nevertheless, if the village is enlarged and successfully pioneered, the delegates will eventually be given the title and narrated to the nobility. There are only a few opportunities for civilians to become nobles.

One such village is this pioneering village. The village's name seems to be 'Dantes Village' from the village chief's name. Dantes, a former Adventurer (who seems to be there after all), bought a large number of slaves with the funds he got from that activity and created the village here, which he had been eyeing as an Adventurer.

The village population currently stands at just under 40 and is still small. However, the village's defense is high because the village chief, who was a former adventurer, taught his slaves swordsmanship, martial arts and archery himself, and the village's size is steadily expanding. It's now the twelfth year since Pioneering, and they say I'm the eighth child born in this village. Four of them are said to have died of illness by the age of three.

So far the story was taught to the village chief. He's also my husband, but he tells me to call him 'sir' or 'village chief', not 'master'.

"Hey, give me a break.

I often go to the village chief to talk about my adventurous days. Because I want more information about the outside world, or about this world. All but the village chief and his wife and daughter are slaves, so they don't know much about upbringing and the public. My parents, too, don't leak into that example.

The village chief is surprisingly young. It's probably about whether or not you're over 40. Her hair is red-haired Xangili short hair, blah blah blah, golimacho, a little over 180cm tall, but she weighs over 100kg, I guess. Arms, neck, chest plate, everything is muscular and thick. I have no impression of being lax at all. I have a bad face, but if I look closely, I feel a strange affection. Though the scars running longitudinally through the chin have highlighted the strong side.

Contrary to its appearance, its character is very calm. It's tough where it gets tough, but other than that, I don't want to make my voice absurd with eagle fried. I feel like I can afford a strong man. We don't treat slaves like slaves, and we don't punish them as much as we make mistakes at work. I think I was lucky to be a slave to this man.

I usually work around the village, but I often work out at home between noon and evening. I haven't been assigned a job yet, aiming for that workout, and I'm here to talk. Even now, I'm calling out in anticipation of where I've finished my routine big axe bareback. By the way, the village chief is not a dialect.

"Are you here again, Beat? You don't get tired of it either.

The village chief answers as he wipes his sweat with a hand tug.

"It's my favorite thing to do with Sochi's bokuken.

The village chief's eyes narrow with tenderness.

"Well, let's talk about the dungeon today.

Dungeons! There's even such a thing!

"Dang! Who the hell are you?

"Dungeons are a kind of golem, etc., a magically born demon.

Dungeons are demons? What's that supposed to mean?

"Magnetic vegetables are born in a dark place, looking like caves and mazes. Bring in the surrounding demons and animals and let them live there. So there's no moving around.

"You're not fooling around? Are you with something else? Why would you do that?

"I don't know if it's true, but they say it's to make me protect the Demon Stone. The deepest part of the dungeon, the deepest part, is a dungeon demon stone called Dungeon Core. They're letting demons live there to protect it. There are so many magic vegetables in the dungeons that it would be easy to live in demons.

Demons often have magic crystals in their bodies called demonic stones. It is generally near the heart and tends to have a demonic stone as large as a large demon. This demonic stone is in high demand as a tool to use magic, an ingredient for 'magic', and is the main income of the adventurer. This knowledge was also taught to the village chief.

"I don't have a heart in the dungeon. Some demons have magical ways of being born, so they say it's a kind of thing.

"Heh, heh.

Well, that's a convincing interpretation. I knew the village chief's story would help.

"I think so, too. If you break or remove that dungeon core, the dungeon dies and stops growing. When you have a core, you let yourself expand gradually, and you get bigger and bigger.

Well, the theory is that there seems to be a supermassive dungeon in the Great Forest. The dense forest south of the Dragon Cry Mountains is a secret frontier.

"Do you have a problem with that?

"Oh, there is. In other words, thanks to the dungeon core we got at that time, we were able to fund this village.

Oh, my God, the source of the funds was Dungeon Core.

"Wow! Did you just hit him?

"Oh, the falling pit happened to pass near the core. Looks like he was a young dungeon only about 50 years old, but this is how much the core was. The color was beautiful dark purple.

Say so and make about 15cm apart with your right index finger and thumb. If the diameter is as spherical as that, it's certainly a demon stone the size of a breach. Even the monster "Big Nail Bear," which is about 3m long, like a bear out around here, has a diameter of about 2cm.

"Like, like, like me too!

I'll try to be childish, but this is mixed with my heart. If you have a dungeon, I'd like to dive in, and worship the core! Magic, it's synonymous with fantasy alongside dragons!

"Right, but we need to make it bigger to dive into the dungeon.

So the village chief stroked my head with a wasp and went back to training. So that's it for today?

I could hear a good story today. Let's just say I'm going home too.

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