Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Cilentium Commercial District, Blue Sky Market

The blue sky market, where Lucius and Primia walk side by side, is now a specialty of Cilentium and must be for civil life.

Since wheat has been released to the market once the entire harvest was bought up by the administration of Cilentium in that year, prices and supplies are stable and there is no need to worry about selling out.

Other vegetables and cereals are freely bought and sold, but with the start of agricultural production of Cilentium, it is generally possible to buy them at affordable prices, and there are a wide variety and quantity of them, so it is unlikely that they will be bought again.

The blue sky market, which developed by the time it was said that "nobles are the only ones not aligned in Cilentium”, is still in full swing today.

"Huh, so what happened?

"Yes, the customer asked me to change the room... I checked it out..."

The two people who shop while smiling and enjoying a conversation that has no other love are close couples or couples, no matter where they come from.

The aunts at the market are narrowing their eyes when they see how the two are doing.

Lucius had a large cage that bought in a wide variety of ingredients, next to which Primia had paper and pens to use for light bread and documents to be created in public inns.

That's how two people who finished shopping for ingredients and other things all the way to Dennis Grocery Store.

The original purpose of the two today was to order public bathroom equipment at the Dennis Grocery Store.

Dennis grocery stores have contracted all the garment storage cages used in public bathrooms, as well as the storage boxes for valuables and equipment such as brushes and mops for cleaning in wooden barrels.

Dennis also makes and purchases other public inn equipment, and the public inn is one of Dennis grocery store specialties.

"Welcome ~... Ah, hey, old man and old man!

Mark, who was wiping the accounting desk, greets the primaries lovingly.

"Hello, Mark. Is Grandpa here?

"Yeah, just hang in there!

When he threw the rag into the nearby handkerchief, Mark went to the back of the store to get Dennis.

"Ugh, whenever you look at it, Mark, you're adorable"

"Well, I don't know, it's gonna heal you... it's gonna make me feel that way watching my kids."

Once Lucius said while placing the large baggage beside the accounting table, Primia thought a little and took over the words as she stared at Lucius.

"... Mr. Lucius likes kids, doesn't he?

"Oh, I like you, I never get tired of watching you"

"... Really..."

"Hmm?"

Dennis and Mark emerged from the back of the store at the same time as Lucius, who had a few verses in mind, turned to react while reddening the face shown by Primia.

"No, thank you for waiting, what can I do for you today?

"Ha, ha, I want to refill the strip cage that you use in the public bathroom, is there the same one as before?

In haste for the appearance of Dennis and the others, Primia grabs hold of him as he distracts himself from Lucius, while still stating his order.

"Oh, yes, but how many?

"Uh, can I have thirty, please?

"All right, I'll give you ten days.

"Yes, I'm fine"

I'll deliver it to the public bathroom in ten days.

"Thank you."

Primia returns her heels when she meticulously bows her head and fulfills the request in response to Dennis's answer.

"Oh, are we done?

"Yes..."

Lucius, who was in front of him. Primia, whose gaze had just coincided, accidentally turns red and drops her gaze down.

"Shall we go then?"

Primia regains her luggage and stares at Lucius' back with a hot gaze as she starts walking first.

Dennis and Mark, who dropped him off behind that, smile and secretly discuss it.

"Rikan, you're skittish about that one, aren't you?

"Oh, for sure."

Hearing Dennis say that as he snorts at his words, Mark snorts and then takes over the words.

"Come on, Ortus!

"You're going with care, aren't you?

My grandfather dropped me off, and Mark ran out of the back of the store to the public inn to get ahead of Lucius and Primia.

Cilentium Commercial District/Downtown, Tavern "Northern Border"

"Grandma! Are you free?

"Whoa, you're a Hagrind kid, you're still available everywhere, sit wherever you want!... Oh Railken's husband! Welcome."

"Sorry to bother you."

Reilken's figure following Heglind, who came in well, saw the store manager, the imperial father, circling his eyes and calling out.

Today is the post-war solace, so the out-of-the-box Leilken Ten came to one of the oldest taverns in Cilentium, also known as the Tavern “Northern Border”, the destination of Hagrind for all.

The giant northern army soldiers who come in all over the place.

The figure is a supplied imperial piercing coat, or a Cliffonam-style trouser and shirt, but the hair is cut short, and the body is built to the point of muscle lifting, as well as the sword Dako on his right hand, can tell he is a soldier immediately.

"What do you recommend today?

In response to Hagrind's question, his father answered as he put out a wooden board to pick up the order.

"Right... we have sausages today, then ground chicken, fried vegetables, and vinegar pickled cabbage, and lots of cheese and dried meat from the north lately."

"Well, I can't believe it's all now and barley!

When Hagrind orders, his father, who took it and wrote down his cooking name to the woodboard, takes the word for it.

"Whoa, all right, just the number of people, okay?... What about bread?

"What do you want to do, Captain?

"Well, let's have a little."

"Aye."

When Lairken nodded, his father pulled into the kitchen leaving a pleasant smile, and instead his father's wife, a Cliffonam woman, smiled and carried him in a cage of small liquor banquet bread.

"But I can't believe you can eat bread even on a normal day... wow"

As soon as one of the soldiers snaps a small piece of bread in his hand, the voice of consent rises from all of them.

In Cliffonam, where the ground molars were underdeveloped, the only method of powdering was the stone molars that were turned by hand, and the bread was a luxurious and precious food.

Except for being served at festivals, festivals, and other festivals, wheat porridge cooked in water or livestock milk with coarsely ground wheat fruit that is not delicious or delicious is used as a regular meal.

It is the wheat porridge that is still served in the barracks, but the Silentium army also imitates the Imperial Army. On the battlefield, it is supplied with well-preserved and salty hard-burned bread and biscuits, which are also raw wheat flour.

In any case, it is Cilentium, which has several large mills that are constantly running huge ground moulds with water wheel power, which is why large quantities of flour and barley flour can be supplied from now on.

Whilst the happiness of eating freshly made bread, Railken and the others then held a wooden jock with plenty of traditional Cliffonam barley.

"" To the victory of Border Guardian and Cilentium!

The faces of the Lairken Ten, who raise their glasses so that they can drink up wheat after they are all summoned together.

"Tah, nice eh"

"No, you're the best!

'Cause it's like working for this.'

"Hey, Hagrind, order me another drink"

"Oh, I like wine!

Everyone smiles and drinks up, the noise of the tavern that starts occasionally.

"Thank you for waiting ~"

Cliffonam's wife lines up the dishes to the table with a moist voice.

Sausage with vinegar pickled cabbage, freshly baked spices, grilled chicken with salt and chopped vanilla full of shaking cheese, fried onions and leafy vegetables, and broiled deer dried meat were each served on a plate and placed full of tables.

The spices were carried from Siluha, while the salt is the rock salt produced by the western province of the Eastern Light Empire on the banks of the salt.

Vanilla has been able to produce saxophones around Cilentium on the farm, so it can be used extensively.

Onions, leafy vegetables and cabbage are of course from Cilentium.

"" Uh-oh. ""

My father and his wife take a glimpse of the Northern Legion soldiers raising their exclamation.

"It's gonna get cold, eat more and more"

Without having to wait for Lairken's words, the soldiers began eating the dish quickly by splitting it with a spoon and a meat fork.

Meat forks were also brought from the empire, and meals by hand used to be the norm.

More than half the food happens to disappear into the stomach of the soldiers, and Railken, still silently obsessed with them and bitterly laughing at how the soldiers continue to eat the food, places additional orders.

At the same time as I was able to pull up the empty plate, this time the pork chunks and root vegetables such as carrots and vegetables were seasoned with salt and vanilla and served with a carefully simmered dish of hard bread.

"Bad behavior, but it's a familiar battlefield style, soak the bread in the juice and eat it"

"" Whoa, whoa! "

But compared to what you eat on the battlefield, a few steps delicious simmering and the face of a team of ten touched by bread.

Drinking alcohol, flattening the food and transforming it into a dinner party that is only famous for being a comfort party.

The time has passed, and the face of the decathlon, who ate all the food, is crowded with other guests.

Said Hagrind as he rubbed his bready belly, chilling and relaxing over wine and grape distillery.

"I wish the barracks had rice like this..."

"... there will be no thanks, then."

When one of the senior soldiers smiled bitterly, drunk Leilken nodded as well.

"Don't look forward to the rice and let the battle go awry!

"No, no, captain, it's not there" "

It was the face of a ten-member squad waving in front of his face at the words of Leilken, who looked bright red and ran out.

Cilentium Craft District, Secretary of Crafts Workshop

Although officially named the Commissioner of Crafts Workshop, several employees of the Below Swilius Crafts Agency and foremen and craftsmen of weapons factories in the Crafts District were present at that location, which everyone called the base of Swilius.

Before it is the face of the Corps of Engineers, who also became a great victor in this battle on the banks of the Ineon River.

Leading the engineer captain, the engineers who actually used the flamethrower were to be summoned by Swilius to verify the problems in field use.

"Yes... it looks like the secret weapon helped, doesn't it?

"Yes, thanks to you, we were able to wipe out the Halemian onslaught and lead to a counterattack."

When the engineer captain answers Swilius's question, Swilius, with a loud grin, repeats the question further.

"... if there's a problem... I want you to tell me"

"That's right... if I dare say so, where will I run out of fuel right away?

"Yeah... that's certainly been a problem for a long time... but dealing with highly flammable liquids on the battlefield is dangerous... that's why enlarging the fuel tank is inconvenient to get around... difficult"

The problem that the engineer captain said, or rather his opinion as a request from the operational side, was in fact something that had come out before practical application.

However, as a result of maximizing the combination of technical problems and operations, flamethrowers of that shape were deployed.

"Well, this time it's good because the opponent barely had a projectile weapon, but it's tough if you take a direct hit from a projectile, and it's that much easier to hit when you're older."

As the engineer captain who clouded his eyebrows a little said, in the unlikely event of an outburst on his own, the greater the weapon, the worse it will be.

The structure and size of the weapon had to be adjusted on the raft line because it would have to be discarded or left behind, so poorly armored that it would fail to destroy it and it would be difficult to fall into such a situation that it would be in the hands of the enemy.

"There are many challenges... still working hard... valuable battlefield opinions, thanks"

"No, it's so easy to use, if you can have a strong weapon, that's all the damage to your allies, so I'll help you with as much as I can!

Swilius smiled, too, as the captain of engineers and the faces of the engineers smiled in reply to Swilius's acknowledgement.

"... thanks, I'll develop another amazing one... please do it again"

"" Eh?

The sight fell far from the engineers returning the cloudy reply, leaving room for distracted factory craftsmen and crafts agency employees, and Swilius carries on the words as if they were twinkling.

"... Now... I want to develop a weapon that uses explosive power... to bust my enemies..."

""..................... eh?

Now the craftsmen of the factory and the staff of the crafts agency, who would be responsible for its development, gave a cloudy voice.

"It's amazing how my allies fly..."

"Allies don't fly, please be as calm as possible..."

It was for the captain of the engineer to place an order in a cold sweat on Swilius, who was holding his hands in front of his chest in a dreamy tone.