Border Guardian Hal Akircius

A week later, the Cilentium administrative district and the Sun Temple backyard

"This is hot and cold grass, this is poisonous grass, this is itchy grass..."

"Auntie, this is definitely going to be an eye-dropper, right?

"... well, that would be a good eye drops if you boiled it out.

"Simmer and use, right?

"Yes, but write down that you do not use boiling water.

Alshalea and Erreisia had assisted their pharmacists in classifying the herbs and medicinal products they had bought in the Blue Sky market.

Write down where and when the herbs were collected, not only in the vicinity, but also from distant places, and place a tree tag describing the effect of the medicine and how it was used.

Everyone has basic knowledge of herbs, etc. and to some extent knows if there is a mistake in the time and place of collection, so something strange was supposed to be checked in advance with the merchant and the person who brought it in to confirm the place of collection at a later date.

However, although I had acquired it as knowledge, the idea of classifying and classifying again in this way and recording it had never been found in Cliffonam, and it was so much impressed with Erlacia and Alshalea that when I was asked to do this

"Elle, hey, this!

"What? What is it, aunt?

Looking back at the voice of Alshalea, Erlacia, who had written a transcript of classification and potency to the book, looked at the mushrooms held by a red-faced Theoneus female pharmacist.

"... a rare thing rarely available, Elle, but you..."

It hardens as soon as Ellesia sees that oddly shaped mushroom, but rushes to see the cage it was in.

"Wow, in my cage..."

What contained mushrooms was once a cage brought by Ellesia.

I asked an old Cliffonam woman who was here to sell herbs to look after all the types and put them in, but I didn't know she was putting this stuff in her own cage.

I did spill my stupidity about my thinkers that didn't make my attitude quite clear, but that should have been just one of those public stories I would be on the way to shopping.

But now that I think about it, there is no part of me that snorted at my words, because they gave me words of comfort, and I've never been on track.

That's why that old herbalist said at the break up, with a strange grin that he had left it aside by reason.

I thought it gave me more of the medicinal herb I asked for exactly. El Laicia.

This mushroom is not included in the type of medicinal herb I asked for, so it would be a comfort to stupidity and a real addition to the customers who make bulk purchases at once.

All the pharmacists laughing behind El Laicia when they dull are women, still young.

With embarrassment, Ellesia boiled all the way to her ear. As she turned bright red like this, her aunt's squeaky voice entered her ear.

"Love is something I used to say blind, but I think you should stop this way.

"Chi, no."

It was El Laicia who hurriedly hugged the book to her chest and shouted, but her gaze fluttered when her pharmacist showed her a stick mushroom that was nourishingly immensely powerful.

Alshalea, who was watching it, makes a frightened voice.

"... I figured... I don't know how much Hal would rely on drugs because you wouldn't care about that.

"So, this is different! The herbalist's old lady's on her own!

"... then you should throw it away.

Alshalea says when he sees Ellesia, who received a stick mushroom from the pharmacist and tried to get it back into the cage.

"Uh, but... I'm not... and, uh, no! Just give it back to that old lady!

I could answer without knowing what it meant for a moment. It was El Laicia, but I realized that she had been mistaken for intending to sneak it away, and I panicked to make a denial, but it was too late.

"... okay, but make sure you don't get the right amount. It's gonna be a big deal, okay?

Alshalea's gaze, said in a heartfelt voice, pierces a gap pointing in another direction, and Ellesia quickly throws the stick mushroom into another cage.

While trying not to listen to the laughter of the pharmacists watching it, Ellesia resumed writing about the aftermath of Alshalea, but her face was so red that it was likely to erupt into fire.

Same day - Silentium North Taipei

Maple was climbing the slopes of a plateau on the north side of the city of Cilentium, accompanied by a squire known as the Shady One who had taken him from his hometown.

The perimeter is covered with deciduous trees with advanced red leaves, but I can hardly see what the maple is looking for.

"Dear Maple, it was here.

"What, really?

One of the shadows called the maple, so the maple hurried to the place cleverly avoiding trees and rocks as he made a steep slope.

"This is it, definitely.

"... it's true... Brother Hal is right.

In front of the maple is the crown yellow tree, which has already dyed all the leaves bright yellow, but the maple's gaze is directed towards the nuts that are growing bells at its tip.

A bird never seen on a group of islands was flourishing with its fruit, and when the maple rocked the tree, the bird, surprised, flew away with an absurd roar.

"The fruit is alive, and I think I'll grow up here a lot."

"Yes, what do you actually do about that?

"Yeah, I was wondering if you'd“ harvest ”it for once. Hal, I have to show it to my brother.

In the words of the maple the shady man quickly climbs to the tree as he nods, folds the fruit living branches from leaf to leap gently from the tree.

Maple rang his caller, calling and gathering the shadows that were scattered around him.

"What do you say? Was there anything else?

After a while, when I give him a drawing that Maple had that confirmed that all the shady ones were in place, several shady people write down the whereabouts of their found crown yellowfish with a slice of charcoal.

Looking at the presence of the crown yellows written in the drawings, it was found that they generally grew pompous throughout this northern plateau.

"Oh, my God, they found me right away.

When the maple returned from the platform entered Hull's office, Hull was just finishing the paperwork.

When Hal boxes the paperwork, he turns to the maple that came into the office in a whim.

"How have you been, Mr. Tired?

"Brother Hal was right, hi this.

Hal's mouth bares on the branches of the crown yellow beard, where the fruit offered by the maple grew to bell.

"Was this... growing on the platform?

"Yeah, there's not that many of them, and there wasn't much left, actually, because weird birds were eating with great momentum.

Looking around at the branched leaves handed to him, Maple replied with an even better look when Hull asked.

Maple was asked by Hull to use the shady to find a place where the crown yellow was native, roaming the mountain forests of the cold Mid-North Taiwan.

Hal had seen the trees cut down around Cilentium and realized that some of the same tree species as his hometown were native, but he was not sure if the crown yellow was native to the land, so he decided to ask Maple to investigate.

The idea was to investigate similar tree species, if any, after having them brought back, and to use them for the cultivation of crown yellow meat, although the maple had slightly different characteristics, it brought back the crown yellow meat itself.

"... All right, then, let's make the northern plateau a yellow field. Maple, do you remember making wood wax?

"Yeah, sure.

Happy to have been counted on by Hull, Maple whose voice plays unexpectedly.

In autumnal territory, large-scale cultivation of yellow rice was carried out, and in autumn the harvest of its fruit was carried out.

Wood wax making was a major industry in the group islands before it was annexed to the Empire, and even in autumnal territory, after a paragraph of rice harvest, it collected large quantities of quality yellow wax fruit, which was encouraged to make wood wax with the total inhabitants of the territory.

In fact, it steams, then presses, and finally cools and solidifies after it is formed round to produce wood wax, but now there is no room for it, and the wood wax making is disconnected once.

However, disconnected was the making of wood wax as a commodity, and home use wood wax continues to be manufactured today.

Because of this, maples that have participated in woodwax making since childhood can reproduce the entire process without any problems, Hal was thinking of using maples as the head and mentor of woodwax making.

Putting his chest up again to his cousin, Hal says with a slightly mean grin.

"Then I order you to make yellow fields and wood wax. It's good to make a field in the spring.

"Ha! And, Brother Hal..."

"What?

It was a well answered maple, but I ask Hull a question.

"Since when do you make wood wax?

"From now on.

The maple face caught me noticing what Hal's grin meant.

"... you want me to run around the mountains and gather the yellow fruits that are?

They wander in the cold mountains looking for not so many crowns and yellows.

I was just glad I found it earlier, but now I have to collect the fruit and bring it back.

"That's right. I'll get you some tools, so go.

Hal responds flat to screaming maple words.

"Oh, my God! I'll make it up to you.

"Okay, I'll think about it. I want you to make a prototype for now, so that's how we're gonna collect it, right?

I have a grudge. I turn my eyes and say. I wave the maple to the left and right. Hal responds to what seems like a pain in the ass.

Maple finally screamed half crying.

"Oops!

A few days later, the Cilentium administrative district and the official inn

New employees are coming today.

Mainly referring to the Imperial Inn where I, Primia Lott, worked, we decided on the service to be offered after learning more about the opinions and suggestions of all the Imperial people who have used other inns and accommodations, the customs of the Orans and Cliffonams, contraindications and things to avoid.

I mean, people in Oran and people in Cliffonam are people of a character who are not bound by much detail, but they are experienced in many ways, and you can see the fat empire of their eyes and the people in East Photography.

As for us, whoever you see is not going to lose the quality of our services.

It is sweet to the customer's taste and temperament, and other things that leave the service alone.

Because the inn entrusted to Mr. Hull, the failure or crude phase, will not be tolerated.

Not only did you save your life in Imperial Capital, but you also gave our sister and brother, who came to the northern border without a trace, a place and a job.

I intend to do my utmost and best to provide not only the northern border, but also an accommodation that is regarded as reputable for the Empire and East Photography.

What comes today is to the cook from Teito, the waiter, and the people in charge of the rooms in Cliffonam, with me and my brother Ortus in charge of the affairs, accounting, and reception.

Anyway, we're going to find someone who's going to be able to do some clerical and accounting work from the people in charge of the rooms, but for now, we need to identify the job guidelines and personality.

The interior and furnishing of the rooms and cafeteria have been completed, as have all the bedding, such as sheets and pillows, as well as the detailed equipment such as plates.

All you need to do later is give your employees a good look at customer service, service, arranging goods and troubleshooting practices, and open the inn as soon as possible.

The innkeeper I used to work for was spilling stupidity all the time, but now I know exactly how that feels.

The manager always did such a hard job, didn't he?

Heavy pressure, sense of responsibility, I've never seen myself in that position before.

"Oh wow! That stone stripping wall is going to be so beautiful."

"Ah, Mr. Lucius.

"Hey, I'm here to see how you're doing. How's it going?

"Thank you for everything. It's good today.

Mr. Lucius was a man who worked with Mr. Hull during the time of the Imperial Magistrate, and when I was dialed by the nobleman's son, he was the one who tried so hard to intervene.

Even after Mr. Hal was moved left, he just asked and took great care of both his younger brothers, but he fired his official for reasons like argument, and we likewise relied on Mr. Hal to come to Cilentium.

And I still visit you like this on my patrol from time to time.

"Ah, brother Lucius.

"Whoa, Ortus, you look great in those clothes.

My brother Ortus also thinks of Mr. Lucius like his real brother and is very connected.

By saying that Mr. Lucius was born in the same Shimocho town as our sister and brother, the neighborhood was a little far apart, but he also had a lot of common topics and acquaintances, and was helped a lot during the treatment, which was also depressing for me due to his casual character.

He still seems to know us. He's introduced us to a lot of people, and he's been consulting us.

"Hmm? You look busy today, I'll come back later.

See, here comes the employees, says Lucius.

"Ah... I'm sorry.

"No, it's this way I stopped by, and I'll see you in the evening.

"Yes."

"Brother Lucius, it's stew today, come back soon.

"Hmm? Well, I'm looking forward to it.

Mr. Lucius smiled at me as he laid his hand on Ortus' head, waving his hand away towards the street.

You've been really good, and you're not well.

"Sister, come on..."

"What?"

"... it's sticky, though.

What's the matter, my brother said something, but I ended up shutting up without saying anything.