"Thank you for listening to me. The Wagans are here, Titania is here."
Take the right side of the increased land to Wagan and three others. Invite Titania to the left.
I stand in the center, prompting everyone to sit on the spot.
"Confirmation, but you know all my words, don't you?
"Oh."
"Yeah."
Waggan and Titania answer, but the wet nose hiked as Waggan thought somewhere.
Shit, it's a little cute.
Waggan is moffing with his Siberian husky face, so if he keeps his mouth shut without harsh words, he'll be healed like an anthropomorphic dog.
"Waggan, what's up?
"When I spoke to you, rarely did I feel like I was getting the word right"
No......
I've heard howling about one-one or something. When I first met Waggan, the groaning, when I ran into him in front of the grave... I heard the dog itself squeal too.
At that time, I thought, "If you can speak Japanese, do it from the beginning."
But in the midst of this conversation, I've never heard a doggy squeal from him. Even when he groans with surprise, he speaks in Japanese.
One possibility floats, but I'd rather not tell the Wagans. It's for my safety.
Probably...
- You must hear every word in my land in Japanese.
That's also precisely including the nuances of Katakana, which obviously seems to be an exotic language.
"What's up?
"No, I thought about it, but the words are clear, and I don't think it's a problem."
I took my finger off my jaw and responded to Wagan.
"Right."
Neither Wagan nor the way he thought about it so deeply, he claws on the spot.
Titania, who saw how he was, also put her hand on his forehead and lifted her long hair, and sat down with Petan.
"You have no choice. Kobolt and Oak really put their weapons away and... Oh, you, no way"
"Hmm?"
"Did you mourn the monster, too?
"Yeah. I can't separate it. I divided the location of the grave. For me, they're both equally warriors, scattered in the middle."
"... I can't believe it... but you're a saint..."
Titania shakes her head, and, oh, lowers her head and hands on the ground.
"All I know is what Fujima is saying, but I generally know what he's talking about"
Wagan nods at each other with the muscle rubs.
"Thanks for putting my face up"
"In front of you, who mourned us and man, we should not kill. Because it's about bringing your hard work and our thanks back to the blisters."
"Except during the war," he was a waggan who wouldn't say anything wild.
"Can you let me know why each one of you fights while you get ready for the barbecue?
"If only I knew."
"Okay."
The muscle waits as he tries to slap his hand gently against the bread.
"Fujishima, haven't you forgotten that the boos were going to take their prey?
"I forgot..."
No, Muscle Rub and Zilva threw something away.
They said they'd come back for their prey. It was all blown away by the fact of the shock.
"I'll get it. Bu."
The muscle invites Jilba and leaves the lawn.
Soon they returned with an unseen beast with a crocodile like a gray scale with a body resembling a mole.
Your face is close to a crocodile, and your body looks like a mollusk and what a strange creature. They already seem to be holding back, even though it doesn't work with Pickle.
"It... you eat it?
Pointing to the crocodile and not blocking the open mouth to me, the muscle hubbub hibbub one nose sounds good.
"Yum yum yum. A treat. I can't believe there's a herbivorous dragon."
"Oh well..."
I'm good, but Titania... oh, I didn't even have to ask.
He is sending a thermal gaze to the herbivorous dragon with tremendous brilliance in his eyes.
"Fujichima. I want to build a furnace while Muscle Rub and Zilva are dismantling."
"Oh, right. Do you want to dig a little ground?"
"Then I'll gather the stones."
Wagan went outside the frame and started looking for affordable stones.
Muscle bu and others are also gushing herbivorous dragons with rusty knives.
Bring a shovel that stays rolling on the lawn and give it to me with a familiar hand...
Stiff.
Too hard.
"I'm not even scared."
Does the lawn floor not accommodate anything other than using it as a lawn?
Game-wise, it's an indestructible object. For this minute, the house doesn't seem to scratch one for the same shock.
It's great, but it's not very user-friendly in this situation.
"Just give me a minute, please"
That's what I'm saying, entering the straw roof house.
Having a barbecue outside my land is out of the question. You can't keep me safe, and you don't get the word.
I don't know how much I've broken with them a little, but I've never done anything to avoid danger. A few times I've been in a peace mess and I've been in pain... not if I go out cheap.
"When that happens... this is all we have."
Put out the tablet and view the order list.
"Orders
Outdoor Categories
- Barbecue stove (small) twenty golda
- Barbecue stove (medium) thirty golda
- Open grill hundred goldas
- Charcoal (1 km) ten goldas'
Oh, is there even such a thing?
All the tools that come out of the order list are modern. There is no fine dust in how it fits the civilization of this world.
It would help if I said it would help, but it's not very nice if this leaks outside.
What's the matter......
Just think about it for a moment... but come up with something that will soon be duly misleading.
"Bye, order"
Barbecue stove (medium) and charcoal appear on the chest.
The stove was a critical size and I couldn't get into the crate if it was a little bigger.
I also thought about ordering a large tool, and maybe I should increase the size of the crate one day.
The barbecue stoves that came out are commonly seen on campsites, with black bodies, and are assembled.
A rectangular body with two nets and an iron plate. It was made to be completed simply by attaching the leg part.
Charcoal is in a brown paper bag. If you pull a little, the paper bag is going to break.
"All right, let's take this back"
Outside the door... there's some friendly sight.
Wagan and the others and Titania were together to dismantle the herbivorous dragon.
"Please wait. Let's use this."
"That's an unusual furnace."
Wagan stops her hand and touches the barbecue stove.
"Yeah. I made it by magic."
"Right. Convinced."
Without a questionable wind, Wagan returns to the demolition work.
Is that it? So you're convinced?
I thought they'd say something for a little while, but nothing.
It's a convenient story... okay.
"I almost forgot, but you were a mentor."
Titania came over here to help me, and she did that.
"Sort of..."
haha with a dry laugh, head on.
"Well, I'll assemble it right away, so after you put the charcoal inside, can you light it?
"Yeah. I have a firestone, so you don't have to worry about the spark"
"Thanks"
Yeah, I didn't even think about lighting it.
You're a danger to light with an IH cooking heater.