forest, including snow makeup.

The girl's energetic voice sounds as if it breaks the tranquility.

"Yay! This is Soli! Hey, Uncle Tomas, Alice, can I ride?

"Alice, you're feeling fast. It's okay to ride because I make it sturdy, but the snow is still..."

Alice hands on a freshly finished wooden soli and asks Tomas, the woodworker, with a full grin.

Leese, the elf girl beside her, stares at Tomas with silent but clearly expected eyes.

Kotalou was already stumbad in front of Soli. I am willing to pull. Because it's a dog.

The opposing Tomas has a troubled face. Winter has only just begun, and snow only builds up. Roots of trees and large rocks are still peeled out. The soil is also visible by the way. When I used Soli now, I just accepted that it would break.

"Not yet... Alice, Reese, let's put up with this a little longer..."

A man who drops his shoulders disappointed by the words of woodworker Tomas. It is Eugene.

He's 33, but he seemed to be looking forward to playing soli. He's an old man who never forgets his childhood. No, you wanted to see the kids happy. I'm sure.

The fourth and fourth winter since Eugene came to this world.

The first winter was the first of its kind for Eugene and Alice, Cotareau and the Beast family, welcoming the First Pioneer Face and Elf Girl Reese.

"Hello -. Oh, you're making commercial clothes today."

"Yes, I did, I noticed! He said that if you used up the cloth that Kevin left behind by making a japan (...) and an auntie (...) first, then you wouldn't be mad at me for making a dress and whatever clothes you like!

A high-tension Yurschel replies to Eugene, who visits the two working tents of the needle. On the side Valerie was smiling bitterly.

The two needles make jeans and overalls for sale using sturdy cloth. There is no cloth replenishment, however, as it becomes almost impossible to get to and from the city during the winter months. If you run out of cloth right now, Kevin won't be mad at you for running into a hobby. Most importantly, it would be a must for Kevin to complete the dresses for giving to thinkers by spring.

Oh, really, and pully Eugene.

Alice and Reese, who followed Eugene, didn't seem interested in jeans and overalls either. I used to shine my eyes before I went into the tent, but it's cash. But I have no choice. The two girls are dressed in Eugene's sister Sakura's clothes. Regardless of the dress and the new design clothes, the jeans and overalls, which were not frivolous and of inferior quality than Sakura's personal effects, did not seem to tickle the female mind. They are fashionable children.

A row of Eugene and Alice, Liese and Cottalow that once again roll through the pioneering land.

I'm not playing. Eugene sees herself around as head of the pioneering group, as head of this village of Houjo, as head of the defense group. No, I'm going to be looking around. This is a fine chief's job, too. Probably.

Eugene's slave, Marcel of the Dog Nation and his son Marc, then the three former Adventurer Party men were engaged in logging trees. The roots of the trees are first left intact, but even the trees are being cut and branched off.

In the spring, a second pioneering group is scheduled to migrate. A place to set up a tent, a farm land, a place to work, even if the dwelling can be done with a tent for a moment. We need as much space as we can in the pioneering land. Though not ready to use, wood also needs to be cut out and dried.

"Good luck, everyone!

"Oh, Lord Eugene, just fine. Ladies and gentlemen, shall we take a break?"

Eugene's hand, who spoke to the logging team, had a large water bottle. He boiled water at the Eugene house and brought tea made from leaves collected from the woods. It's already cold outside, albeit at the beginning of winter. Drinks that warmed the body were more than anything else.

"I knew the logging was fast, unlike when I was on my own."

"Right, all former adventurers have power, too. At this rate, I think it's time to decide where and what to build in the village."

Yuji and Marcel have a conversation over a cup of tea they brought.

Marcel is a slave to Eugene, but he is the only one with knowledge of farming in the pioneering land. Slavery, but tree logging and farming were the focus of Marcel giving instructions.

Away from the two of us talking about the near future, Alice was talking to the former adventurers. Hey, how about Alice soil the roots again? No, I'm talking to the leader of the former team of adventurers about if it's going to snow and I can't see the hole, when it's spring, etc.

Next to Alice and the former adventurers, there was Reese, who was absent. I don't know the language, so I can't talk without Eugene to interpret.

In the rear, which is out of Reese's sight, take your own tea, urchin 'and behaving suspiciously, Marc. Sounds like he wants to talk to Reese... Words don't make sense, but I was confused with things like that. It is a matter. No, because I'm close to my age, I won't be reported in Japan.

"Is that it? What about Mr. Nina and Mr. Celine?

When Eugene looked over, Marcel's wife and cat tribe Nina, the wife of a former adventurer party leader and bowman Celine, did not appear to be on the logging team.

"Oh, we've got a sled that can carry the load, and we've strained that we'll be hunting Yukirabbits this winter, and we've both gone downstairs."

Eugene's inquiry was answered by a blaze of former Adventurer Party leaders. He is the husband of a bowman.

It seemed like two of my wives were going to concentrate on hunting this winter. It is a literal carnivore.

You were listening, Cotareau's eyes shine and his tail shakes. Me, me too! And it just doesn't pop up. Looks like there was a carnivorous girl here too. Literally, it's just a carnivore, not a system. Because it's a dog.

Whatever.

The fourth and fourth winter since Eugene came to this world.

For the next three months or so, the snow-capped pioneering land will continue to be isolated.

In its pioneering area are 15 people in seven households and one or eight chickens.

Compared to last winter, the number of people has increased significantly.

This winter, welcoming the elf girl, Liese, was apparently going to be a busy one.