I Was Reincarnated as a Poor Farmer in a Different World, so I Decided to Make Bricks to Build a Castle - Chapter 43

"Shotgun! Hmm, how about this?"

After killing the big pig for the first time, another one came out of the forest and defeated an individual who was eating and fishing in the field.

Magic attacks are currently being practiced.

After all, I want a ranged attack that can fly stones and attack.

But basically what you can say about riding around on Valkyrie is that it is impossible to fly and hit with the aim while riding.

It seems that the horseback riders of the previous life used bows, but I wonder how they hit them.

That's why I decided to practice magic with Shotgun .

After that, I tried again and again, and I switched to flying multiple hard stones that were not metal but in the form of hard, sharp arrows.

I think it will fly about 20 to 30 meters.

However, the more you leave, the less powerful you will be, so you can only use it when you get close enough.

It is slightly different from the intended Ranged Attack, but it is now possible to hit the target even when riding.

Let's just say this is good for now.

But, honestly, it's annoying.

I thought I was casting a spell on the officially adopted Shotgun , but every time a big pig appeared, it was hard for me to leave.

After all, attacking with Shotgun won't kill the big pig.

In the end, the last thing to rely on is a trap that uses holes like Valkyrie's leap and a big crack.

If you are told that you want to continue taking the trouble of opening a big hole in the point where every big pig appears in the future and guiding it to that point, I want to deny it.

"After all, we have to think of a way not to destroy the fields, but to destroy them."

I kept walking around, crushing myself.

I've heard the word precedentialism before.

Since the wisdom of the ancestors exists, it is a thankful idea to learn from it.

Finally, we decided to prevent the beast harm of the big pig in the way that someone once thought.

In other words, we decided to surround the field so that it would not be roughed up, and we decided to build a wall to surround the field.

Originally, the village was surrounded by wooden fences, and the city was surrounded by walls.

Perhaps it is true that the most effective against the outside world is the barrier.

And what is in the hearts of those who do farm work in the fields is "anxiety."

Wouldn't it be enough if people thought it would be safe to run into the wall at any time?

"So, the problem is how much to surround..."

I look at my land and think about it.

What a surprise it is to see the horizon when you look at the fields from my hideout and my base house.

I've heard of it somewhere before.

It is said that the distance that can be seen at the height of a person's head is about 4 km away.

I'm not sure if that's the law that applies in this world, but I think it is somehow there.

And I think it would be about five to six kilometers if I were a child and I could see it on Valkyrie's back.

How dare you, I'm impressed that it's just spread out like this.

That means the big pigs are coming out of the woods.

Well, let's do it appropriately. Let's build a wall on the border between the forest and the field first. "

This is all I've developed, but there's actually plenty of land left.

My part-time brother is using the extra manpower of the village to carry out farming work, but he can't turn his hands if he turns all the land he has developed into a field.

As a result, some lands that have been knocked down and leveled remain intact without becoming fields.

With that in mind, all you need to do is build a wall to surround the fields as they are and the land that is likely to remain in the fields.

If it's not enough, you can build more walls later.

The problem is the size of the wall.

The bigger the pig, the bigger it is, the bigger it is.

I want defensive abilities, at least to the extent that people can earn time to escape, considering the possibility that this will come in full force.

I remembered what happened after the big pig crashed into the side of the pit.

"... big is small, so I'll make it bigger."

That's how I started building walls.

To protect a field 10 m tall and 5 m thick, they stretched a wall thick enough to think it would be too easy, toward the horizon at the border of the field and the forest.