667. Not an Evil Cult

Longwu Fort, Vera's territory.

With Vera's efforts and Number Five's assistance, this not particularly large territory was managed in fairly good order.

Unfortunately, that was all there was to it.

Though Vera very much wanted to make her little patch of land more prosperous too, just like Fahr of Mushroom Capital, who had turned what had once been a small town into the most prosperous human city besides the royal capital.

There were advantages involved, of course, such as it being the birthplace of the Fungal Carpet, but Fahr's own ability was beyond question as well.

When Vera first arrived at Longwu Fort, she had also thought that even if she could not make this place as prosperous as Mushroom Capital, she at least had to bring it back to life.

Unfortunately, with his background as an adventurer, he clearly was not that outstanding at managing territorial affairs.

Even after giving it everything she had, she was only just barely competent.

Recently, because the "New Defense Line" had been built nearby, all kinds of related matters had come knocking, and she rarely had even a bit of free time to rest.

On the open ground of the castle, Number Five was directing a group of pujys in performing a strange dance with it, wanting Vera to watch and give some suggestions.

The group of pujys formed an inner circle and an outer circle, bouncing around while flinging their tentacles.

Though Vera did not say it aloud, she somehow felt that putting an altar for sacrifices in the middle would not look out of place at all.

"Number Five," she asked, "where are you planning to dance this?"

Number Five stopped moving. Its mushroom cap turned toward him, while its tentacles still held their dancing pose, like an actor whose pause