How to get Healed at Demon Farm Chapter 212

I checked the documents brought by the blonde-haired Locus, who came to brief me on the important things happening in the Estate.

“The food situation in the other two villages, as well as in Elden Village, has stabilized a lot. The supply of agricultural equipment is sufficient, so unless there is a problem, there will not be any starvation.”

Contrary to his usual carefree attitude, he was very serious when it comes to working.

Lagos and Reville were also initially skeptical of Locus, but now, they fully acknowledge his skills and experience.

I was also trusting him so much that I entrusted almost everything about the Cardis estate to him.

“You must have heard that merchants will be visiting in a few days. I have finished checking the strawberries and strawberry jams that were supposed to be sold. If it's fine with the Lord, we'll proceed with the transaction as usual. Do you need anything else?”

“I don't think so. You've done a great job, Locus.”

“Of course, I should. After all, that's why I'm getting paid for, right?”

“No, Locus' worth is more than what I'm paying you for. After you got here, it got a lot easier for me to run the Estate. I'm really grateful that you came to the Cardis Estate with Kroc.”

“Well…!!, Thank you.”

Locus said while managing his facial expression, coughing, as if he was embarrassed by my compliments.

“HEY, what's the big deal? It's an Estate with only three small villages. You can't even brag about that as some kind of an achievement.”

Locus and I frowned and turned our heads towards the source of the murmur.

There, Kaneff was leaning back and rattling in his chair.

“BOSS, why are you suddenly rubbing salt in the wound?”

“What? Am I wrong?”

“It's not a matter of right or wrong. It's true that Locus worked hard, and why are you being such a snob right now?”

Kaneff turned his head around with a distressed look, not answering my question.

Locus, who watched the scene, asked as if it was ridiculous.

“Lord. Why did you ask me to come here all of a sudden? Didn't you usually come to the Elden village and get the report?”

As he said, most of the time, reports about the estate are heard when I directly visit the Elden village.

But today, Locus was made to come to the farm to report and that too in Kaneff's room.

“Well, I wanted to do it the usual way, but today, Boss insisted on calling Locus here and getting the report………”

“Haa….What's wrong with you all of a sudden, Leader?”

“Ah…”

When I said what happened Locus sighed and asked back as if he quickly guessed something.

When Kaneff behaves strangely, there was only one reason.

“Is it because of the honey beer?”

Kaneff answered the question with silence.

Locus became a little agitated and raised his voice.

“When the honey beer is completed, did you think we would run away with it? Why are you so obsessed with it, Leader?”

“Don't bullsh*t me! You were going to sell the honey beer to the merchants first, aren't you?”

“We weren't going to sell it. Merchants gather information like ghosts and come looking for it.”

“That's the fu*king problem! You should have prevented the information from leaking!”

“WHAT!? We made a brewery in the middle of the fuc*king village. How can there be no rumors? This isn't some kind of a secret military base.”

“You punk!! How can you compare Honey beer brewery to a secret military base? Of course, Honey beer brewery is more important than a secret military base!”

“Huh….haha haha”

Locus burst out a disappointing laugh at Kaneff's endless coercion.

It was normal to be angry when the other person makes an absurd statement, but Locus didn't even get angry because Kaneff made a ridiculously absurd statement.

Rather, Locus seemed like he felt it was a waste of time listening to it.

I continued the conversation on behalf of Locus, who was speechless.

“What are you so unhappy about, Boss?”

“…I kept asking you when the honey beer would be finished, but you didn't tell me…. So, I thought maybe…you guys are up to something behind my back.”

“It's not like I didn't tell because we're hiding something, it's because we don't know either. I don't ask Raccoon grandpa about the beer on purpose because I was afraid that it might make him feel pressured.”

Until now Raccoon grandpa had been just making honey beer in little quantities in his basement. It was his first time making beer on such a large scale.

So naturally, like everyone he became nervous as he kept worrying about failure.

Thus, people around him, including myself, deliberately refrained from asking him questions about beer production.

Only a few days ago, I got the news from Raccoon grandpa that the results could be expected soon.

When I explained Raccoon grandpa's situation in detail, Kaneff showed a slightly softened attitude.

“Then… you aren't going to sell honey beer to merchants?”

“Well… If the brewery operates normally, we will naturally sell beer to merchants.”

“I KNEW IT?”

“Ah! Don't get me wrong. I'll secure enough honey beer for Boss. I also want the farm members and the villagers to enjoy honey beer.”

When Raccoon grandpa accepted my proposal of making honey beer, he said he want the honey beer produced here to help the estate, but for me rather than selling the beer to merchants at a high price, the happiness of people around me enjoying the delicious beer was the first priority.

“…really?”

“Yeah… Why would I lie to Boss?”

“Um.”

When I spoke truthfully about my thoughts on honey beer, Kaneff loosened his distorted expression and returned to his usual appearance.

“If you say that much, well…”

He glanced at me while looking around.

It was as if I was looking at Speranza, who when get to know what she did was wrong and didn't know what to do after.

I smiled generously and nodded my head to Kaneff.

-TUK.

Locus, who was next to me tapped my arm. When I turned my head, he whispered to me in an incredulous tone.

“How on earth did you persuade that stubborn leader?”

“Huh? Weren't you watching from the side?”

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“I'm asking because I don't understand!”

“Well… Just calmly explaining…”

When I answered as if it was nothing big, Locus said with a crumpled face.

“Man, You should have been a member of the Black Hawk Unit… You would have saved many lives.”

Seeing the nostalgic feeling in his eyes, it seemed like he was recalling the memories of his past suffering.

“What are you two whispering about?”

“Phew… nothing, Leader.”

When the story ended on a good note. Someone suddenly came in, while opening the door very hard.

“SIHYEON, SIHYEON”!

“Andras?”

I was surprised at the sudden loud sound of the door, and the person who opened the door.

It was because Andras was someone who was always careful about his manners and that Andras opened the door without knocking.

“Andras, what's the matter?”

“I…, I just got a call from Elden town.”

“What happened to the village?”

Andras gulped once with a nervous look and slowly continued.

“Honey beer… honey beer is ready.”

BAM!

A chair rolled on the floor as the excited Kanef jumped to his feet.

But nobody in the room cared about it.

“Is that true?”

“What? I only called Sihyeon to taste it. Why are there so many people?”

Raccoon grandpa could not hide his bewildered face when he saw the people gathered in front of the brewery.

From the farm, I, Locus, Andras, Alfred, and from the Elden village Lagos, Reveille, and Kroc gathered here as soon as we heard the news.

Lia was unable to come here because she was in charge of taking care of the children, and Kaneff remained on the farm of his own accord.

According to Kaneff, a barrel doesn't seem to be enough to appease his appetite, so he said he would come next time when the production increases.

Except for Lia and Kaneff, it could be said that those who knew the taste of honey beer gathered as soon as they heard the news.

“I'm sorry, grandpa. Everyone said they wanted to see the honey beer….”

“Are you guys really here just to look around? Your eyes are saying that you would grab me by the collar if you don't get to drink it.”

“Hahaha.”

I burst into laughter awkwardly.

As Raccoon grandpa said, hot aspirations were pouring out from the eyes of those waiting.

Raccoon grandpa grumbled in a small voice as if he didn't like the attention.

“Tsk tsk, there seem to be so many people in the Estate who has nothing to do…”

Raccoon grandpa complained but asked us to follow him by flicking his finger.

We immediately followed him.

Instead of entering the brewery, we went down the stairs leading to the basement through the road to the left of the building.

A large wooden door could be seen at the end of the stairs.

Beyond the wooden door was the underground storage facility for beer made in the brewery.

It was a storage facility that was incomparable to the basement under the Raccoon grandpa's herbal shop.

Most of the space was still empty in the underground storage facility. There were only a few large oak barrels in the space close to the entrance.

Raccoon grandpa took a glass he had prepared and headed for the oak barrel.

Everyone stared at him quietly.

“It's not fully matured yet, but by now we can tell whether it's a success or not.”

He took the glass and opened the top of the oak barrel. Honey beer poured out with the sound of gas bursting.

Soon, the glass was filled with beer to the point where bubbles overflowed.

The unique barley scent of beer spreads softly.

-Gulp!

The sound of someone swallowing saliva resonated in everyone's ears.

My mouth felt dry as if I had been given a signal.

Raccoon grandpa gave the glass full of beer to me.

I asked, looking at the beer glass.

“Doesn't grandpa always have the first drink?”

“This is the first honey beer made in the Cardis Estate brewery. Of course, you, the Lord, should receive the first cup.”

Raccoon grandpa handed the beer glass with a serious and playful look.

I took the beer glass with a stiff expression.

The smell of honey, flowers, and trees rose through the unique scent of the beer.

I briefly looked at everyone with anxious expressions, and finally exchanged eyes with Raccoon grandpa.

Then I slowly took the glass in my hand to my mouth.

-Gulp…gulp…gulp…gulp…

After emptying half of the beer in the glass, I took the glass out of my mouth.

“How…, how is it?”

Raccoon grandpa asked me with a mixture of anxiety and expectation, perhaps because it was his first beer made in the brewery.

Others blinked while waiting for my answer.

I showed my satisfaction with a bright smile on my face, and thumbs up with one hand!

“Hahahaha!”

My reaction made Raccoon grandpa laugh with relief and joy.

At the same time, the eyes of the people who gathered here began to sparkle with anticipation.

Chapter end