Cappo Cappo...
Ragged...
Nmowar...
Buhibhee...
Vokekooo...
Cappo Cappo...
and mixed with the sound of Bazu's riding horseshoe, Hizume, the sounds of various beasts begin to come to my ears.
The surroundings were completely rural landscapes, with fields at the end of the harvest and fields stretching to the left and right precisely during the harvest.
The sour and the wind are soaring, rocking the wheat ears.
It is pastoral and long-distance "idyllic" itself that wheat fields continue everywhere, slowly repeated ups and downs, to the distant hills.
I'm not very familiar with Bazu...
The Kingdoms seem to miss the sight by saying, "It's the original landscape" or something.
Indeed, it is definitely a sight that invites some local mourning, "Today".
I don't have the sentiment to say I miss it, but I think it's a beautiful sight to narrow my eyes and feel somewhat amused.
A villager-like person walking down the road was dropping off an unwittingly loose mouth bazu with a warm gaze.
In the meantime, Bazu moves on with his horse as if to sew "no".
I even get the impression of an excellent equestrian hunter from the side "Ha" thanks to the horse I'm used to...
Actually, I'm just totally on the back of a horse.
Thanks for the excellent horse.
Its path is:
On each side of the road where the waltz of the carriage remained was covered by a wooden fence, and the scissors were sandwiched in golden wheat fruited in the deflection near pruning (...).
It drapes its heavy tips down the road, symbolically showing the barn zone.
That is not the only rural landscape.
Besides the wheat fields...
Between them, the stables Cusha lined up.
From there, the smell of tightness is emitted… animal manure and body odor, along with an obnoxious squeal, are also overflowing the road.
Oh,
It's a rugged country.
Take the road with a blurry view of the Farm Edge landscape for the first time in years.
A little more to the main entrance of the village,
The end of the wooden fence and the large structure of the main entrance come into sight in the distance.
From then on, I started to feel gaze sometimes.
If you retroactively retrace the line of sight, you can see that it emanates from the sights and buildings set in the outer periphery of the countryside.
I can see that's not something hostile.
A number of rapidly increasing gazes. As a result, I feel watched by people (almost) and I am not comfortable.
However, that gaze is not limited to Bazu.
Those who come from the outside and things always seem to have their gaze on them.
To observe,
It must be the defensive power of the village and the gaze of the hunters hunting the beasts.
Recently,
I guess King Bear is on guard because he said he also showed up at Farm Edge.
The story of Fort Laguda's offensive battle will be telling, but we can tell that he's wary of survival, another herd, a single bear, or a vermin, regardless of its victory.
─ ─ I think it's a wise decision.
Besides, the hunters are positioned to cover the perimeter of the village "oh", which is also preferable from the fact that they feel highly self-defensive and have military experience in Bazu.
By contrast, it's enough to even feel at stake for Port Nanan, who is open to the point of defencelessness.
As fierce fighting continues on the front lines like the Sinai Front,
The whole kingdom is - say the rear region - hard to say safe for letting go.
If a bunch of yakuza humans join forces to attack the beasts, they may become wildlings.
The adventurers, too, do it anywhere to strengthen villages and towns with their own fighting power because they may do so at any given time.
In large towns and villages with autonomy, as much as they prepare their defensive forces in front of themselves.
Rather, the existence or absence of autonomy is considered to be a force for war.
So the kingdom gives a lot of autonomy to villages and cities that can defend themselves…
Given the cost of deploying an army,
I suppose they think it would be cheaper if we gave them some autonomy and had the trouble solved on their own.
I can earn income in the form of taxes because I am not an independent country, even though it affects my income and expenditure.
Fort Laguda and Farm Edge are just examples of this.
In accordance with special intentions, even though important cities have Royal Army installations - Fort Laguda, who basically defends himself with his own power, and Farm Edge, who is armed with vigilantes assembled around the hunters, have the right to autonomy.
Meanwhile,
Poor regions like Port Nanan… local cities without autonomy operated as direct jurisdictions of the kingdom.
Poor, but therefore unarmed and powerless...
For this reason,
Where there is no power, a guard or a unit of the Royal Army is sent from the central city, Grand Schwa, the Wang capital, to exercise police powers and defend them.
Instead of having troops and guards sent, autonomy is not allowed as the direct jurisdiction of the kingdom, etc. - Well, since such a place is mostly a poor area, the market is set to taste less as a direct jurisdiction.
There was not much point in making it a direct jurisdiction either.
Even if there was a direct jurisdiction in an enclave from the Wang capital, just using the money for its management would be a positive or negative income, so as a kingdom, it would be a reluctant (shabby) treatment...
There is no money in the first place, even as in the exploitative Sakusu.
There is nothing there.
No money, no motivation.
Because I don't have the money, I can't even prepare my own battle power.
Nothing good, that's why.
Therefore, the importance for the Kingdom is low… and the troop strength to be dispatched is minimal.
The police power is not as great as it says, nor is it, in some cases, so much so that it is incorporated into the autonomy of the neighboring metropolis and is subject to the justice of the land.
At last, there is no one in the poor countryside to look to.
In fact, Port Nanan is the treatment of the kingdom's direct jurisdiction without autonomy… but not otherwise exploited.
Instead, Port Nanan doesn't have enough wealth to exploit...
Since it is also a burden as a kingdom to allocate troops for police power and defence, we really only have a minimum force.
That's why Port Nanan has a guardian too...
Guards, their jurisdiction to become the regular army of the Royal Army has become the King's Capital.
That said, loyalty is low, with low proficiency and motivation.
If the inhabitants of Port Nanan themselves have a high sense of belonging to the kingdom, there is no fine dust "Min Min" about that.
That's the area.
No one, not interested or anything.
Naturally, it's the same as a guard to be seconded.
It's a left-transfer, a sweep.
All aligned, too.
A bunch of bonkers about wasting rice. "Ro"... and
There is little that can be said about adventurers.
Speaking of what you're doing, the occasional ~ ~ patrol and so much so that you're drinking at Kina's.
Is that too low a monthly salary and the frequency of "Hindu" not too bad...?
Just pay, it's better...
Well, with all this, you know what I mean?
Whatever the case, Port Nanan means he's sweeping away...
Because of the poor... burning a rivalry to a relatively rich village like Farm Edge is something that you can snort about.
By the way,
Fort Laguda and Farm Edge may have arrests by town guards and vigilantes, but in Port Nanan, it has become the work of a guard from the King's Capital.
Being autonomous even gives us the right to control criminals... but we can also say that we have power because of our power...
The heap will depend on how the village or city thinks.
In Port Nanan, no one complains about the center.
It's not that I'm comfortable with the kingdom.
Because you don't understand how it works in the first place, or you're just happy with the status quo.
─ That's how I can interpret it.
Well, I just stuck a criminal out to a guard in Port Nanan, and it would be to the extent that I would have a sophisticated (...) abbreviated trial and stick it out to vigilantes and guards in neighboring cities.
If it is not a felony, it is also costly to go all the way to the Wang capital to go to trial. If you call the Inquisitor... you do not know when you will come.
... that surveillance until the Inquisitor arrives is no trouble, either.
More than anything, I can't help it.
As such, the more we go to the countryside, the more ambiguous the autonomy... and the blurred public powers such as the police and the judiciary.
In the end, I'm going to have to protect myself.
In that sense, Farm Edge, which has autonomy, would be very blessed around here.
Not to mention that hunters and others are the subjects.
They have a vigilante, and they have autonomy to exercise defense and police powers in front of themselves.
It can be said that it is a relatively wealthy village-like measure, just because it is a barn zone.
It seems that the hunters and vigilantes who are located on the other side of the village "all over the place", in physical sights and buildings in charge of defense facilities and disaster prevention, possess such power, albeit at once.
Not at all like Port Nanan's youth group.
That's why their temperament is highly autonomous.
Very moral.
Most importantly, it is very difficult to say that it contributes to the moral improvement of the country because it is limited internally…
In fact, those from Farm Edge who went outside are all the better! I don't hear about Etc. etc., so I guess their moral height comes from the high level of autonomy - which is unique to the village society.
No matter how "gone" they are, they are good and shallow for better or worse.
Port Nanan has a rough temper and is mean to gold...... Farm Edge looks the opposite, though.
Well, from Bazu, they're both similar things.
In the self, unschooled, shallow - a species called basic humanity, itself.
Still, it flourishes as a food supply area, and not as closed to Port Nanan would still be salvation.
However, it does not mean that they are friendly to strangers.
Because we have a sense of awareness and superiority that we are wealthier than our neighbors, he says, we are putting out requests and people to boast about them.
Well, thanks to that, the younger day Bazu also got his hunter training in the land, and he was a bigoted "Hembu" hunter in Port Nanan...
Otherwise, the hunter's technique, or even the rental, could not have allowed the gun to be taken out.
Old military cities like Fort Laguda or, with the exception of soldier cities, producing and deploying guns, bows and arrows and gunpowder in front of themselves are about Farm Edge on a village scale.
If you limit yourself to the human army, does Farm Edge retain enough strength to bounce back if you're about a squadron in the Royal Army?
I don't think that's in the boulder "Exactly"...
He won't be able to help the champion or his demon opponents.
No matter how "gone" they are, during the King Bear disturbance ahead... the bears were in this village as well... but I'm pretty sure they're not half as powerful as they are because they're fighting back properly.
And the front gate of the village approached in front of Bazu advancing the horse.
For the main gate of the village, the sole is too heavy.
Even if it's not as good as Fort Laguda, Monpi, a gateway connected to a wooden fence, builds a mechanism where people can be checked for influx.
That said, the flow of people is smooth.
That was true of Fort Laguda, too.
People flow faster than that.
Rather, it passes unceasingly.
The merchant-style man in front of him was also towing the empty carriage "hi" and diving the gate "kuku" to whistle.
Huh...
... unchanged.
Once trained in the land, Bazu laughs bitterly at the sight of things no different than they used to be.
This loose "Yuru" hasn't changed at all.
I'm sure there must have been several times that this loose "Yulu" was at stake because of it... but it didn't seem to make any difference.
Well, there's a reason for this loose introductory check.
"Ooh! Is that wheat today?
"Oh, I'll buy you about ten. Fort Laguda can sell you to fly."
"The economy is not good."
"Ha ha, because a lot of merchant enemies have died."
Merchants and villagers blossoming in economic discourse on the subject of the disturbances ahead.
The villagers, they say, are checking the villagers at the main entrance, but the job is only public discourse, rather than enthusiasm.
Don and the merchants go by that side, and the villagers who return from the outside pass by.
I can even look at him with chills, but he doesn't even seem to care that much. Another villager is also standing guard, so I guess there's that alarm.
Still... you just stayed away for a few years, but you just don't know your face.
Some of them are somewhat shadowy, so if they tell me it's how the young ones have grown up, that's it...
I guess it also greatly affects that Bazu is too uninterested in others to remember his face well. But even so, I don't know my face.
When it comes to villages alone, the population is not that large.
History is so deep that there is talk of the original noble villages becoming autonomous villages after the process of independence…
Only the land belongs to a righteous former nobleman. He says he is a nobleman who also left his chocolate chocolate name in the history of the kingdom, but now no one remembers it.
Such a village.
A person's facial rash does not change quickly.
Since some hunters and others come from outside and learn in this land, it's not like people don't come in from outside at all, but they never exceed the population of the village, and they still have the same face.
But the younger ones who are here now are most of them facial rashes they don't know.
For once, I guess it's positioned as a vigilante.
Some have bows and arrows on hunting guns and handmade spears.
─ ─ Most of them are left unconstitutionally in one place...
To see how this is going, are they the ones who settled in the village within a few years?
... Well, fine.
I don't even know what to think... and I don't care in the first place.
The inside of the village is familiar, so I'm not even willing to ask the way in this place.
He tries to dive the gate in a light condition, mimicking the merchant in front of him.
If you keep in mind the reasons for the sweetness of the checking system in this village that Bazu knows about, there is no need to set up a special "Kosara"...
"Ha ha... then just raise the price a little... hey!!
Guerraggera A villager, laughing and bickering, sharply stills the bazu he tried to get out of his side.
"Am I?... Me?
Bazu tried to slip through without realizing it was him who was stopped for a moment. A shotgun is poked at the tip of his nose, and he is surprised and worried about it.
"Am I right? What the hell... that's the first face I've ever seen.... what can I do for you!?
Whoa...
Are you serious?
No, well, I certainly don't know your face either...
"It's Heideman from Port Nanan. Don't you know that?
The villagers were wary and shouted "ho" at Bazu.
"Ah? Is that the ocean guy?... Heidemann huh? I don't know!
……
Uh... are you serious?
You don't have to know my face, you don't even know Heideman's name?
Are you serious...
No, it's a brave family name, isn't it?
It shouldn't even be such a common name...
Erin Heidemann - That's what Heidemann sounds like.
Hmmm...
It's going to be a hassle.
"Uh... okay, okay. What am I supposed to do? Is that your ID?
Put out both guild union cards and army notebooks from nostalgia.
However, while giving out things, I am concerned that "Kenen" cannot be dispelled "Plump".
No way, I didn't expect to be suddenly stopped here.
Is it something you can forget your face for just a few years away?
More importantly, even if he rots, he's the brave uncle...
Why the introduction to this village is loose "Yu"...
It's easy.
Nothing more than because most of them are familiar with each other.
─ ─ There are only people in and out, in the face of the villagers who pass by every day ─ the merchants who tame the Nanemitsu.
I'm new here and... usually have an acquaintance.
Therefore, there is a strong sense of vigilance towards the stranger.
It's not by any means closed, but I can say it's tougher than a poor introductory check.
Other than facial acquaintances, they may be immediately stopped and subjected to severe scrutiny.
I see. Except for the facial acquaintance, it's a suspicious person.
Uh... I don't know what to do. If you look, there's definitely something you know about Bazu's face...
I don't know any of the vigilantes standing at the main entrance about the bad timing. Besides, I don't even know the other side.
... Shit.
There will be no "no" calls other than familiarity... but it may take some time to enter the village.
I'm not a criminal, so I don't feel guilty, I don't feel sick...
I don't feel good... it's amazing.
I hope I get a grand check, but one merchant after the other in front of me, the villagers... the way the adventurer walks by is to make me buzz and recruit the frustrating One.
It's not a good idea they're poking a shotgun at you.
On the battlefield, if the opponent is the enemy, he's shooting to death without question.
No.
I wouldn't do that in a peaceful rear...
……
Damn it!
Look what you like, and I'll throw you my guild union card and my army notebook... but Fang "Kanba" isn't the reaction.
I hope I gave it as an ID card... about an unschooled villager.
You can't even read a letter or anything.
Army notebooks mean nothing...
Guild union cards seem to work quite well... but there's only one question:
Rank as an adventurer.
Anyway, it's the lowest ranked "D".
Earlier, the adventurer who was passing plainly was the one from Port Nanan - the one from Fort Laguda - again (...) I don't know if he's a flow guy, but the "B" rank.
And I guess you looked familiar.
Hanging from this lookout, he passed slowly with one silver guild union card.
"Hey, whatever you want, let me through"
Bazu, who has become a pain in the ass step by step, keeps saying it, but that has increasingly hardened the attitude of the vigilante.
"Oh!? What the hell, Temeh, that attitude!
The advantage of having a gun and how you make a fool of yourself for the low guild rank look clear.
... ridiculous.
Seriously, should I hit him?
Unknown, Bazu began to burn his quiet anger.
The vigilante began to gather, knowing or not how it was going.
It's wild horse guts to see interesting spectacles rather than rushing to support them.
It is the merchants and villagers around them who circle it.
If you look at the creepy and mean looking laughing people. I can see that Bazu is, in a way, "from".
In the first place, you don't have to be tough about entering the village.
If you're concerned, you can check your belongings and check your criminal record.
Without that, I guess it's just harassment (...) that I put on my spare time to interact with in front of the main entrance.
Totally... licking "Don't" - - Bazu's less expensive anger voltage was about to climb right to the ceiling.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no."
When you speak a bottom-cold voice and try to let go of it with a killer intent to intimidate you...
"Oh, hey! Wait!"
One of the gathered vigilantes raises his voice abruptly.
At the end of his gaze was the child of the groundhog "Grand Boer", who was bracketed "Kuku" on the back of Bazu's horse.
"That's the kid from the groundhog Grand Boer... he can't be away from his parents... how the hell?
For once, will you be older in this vigilante?
A young man from Bazu, but at first a leader, is stunned to see the child of the groundhog Grand Bore.
"Ugh... seriously. How did you get that number?
I guess there are many vigilantes and hunters.
Moreover, because he is still young, he hasn't reached the level where he can defeat the groundhog Grand Bore, and he seems surprised by its beauty, Let's Say.
than the groundhog Grand Bore itself, to Bazu, who is bringing in a large number of its children.
You can tell by the look in your eyes.
Can you be a "D" class adventurer? and…
Nevertheless, no matter how incompetent they are and their eyes are the pit, we can tell whether the groundhog Grand Bear is just a pig or a vicious beast.
Therefore, it seems that he feels awed by the number.
As I look at it, as long as it's not even a dust seat, it flies away and leans back.
"Shh, excuse me... eh, name again!
The man in leadership suddenly has a low waist, and he just rubs his hands on Bazu and lowers his head.
"... Heidemann. Bazu Heidemann."
Retrieve the Army notebook from the first vigilante who popped up and I'll open the page and show him.
I didn't feel like I was reading the name, but I guess I understood that it was somehow an ID.
"Or not anymore. I'll query you right away."
Pepper and head bowing leader stature.
... I didn't know the groundhog Grand Boer was going to turn his ID around...
I don't know.
Well, I was wondering what was going on, and when the leader character ran into a stuffed hut by the front gate, he brought an elderly woman.
Has the woman ever slept, strangely, with thick eyelids?
... uh... only the face looks familiar.
But it's Obasan, who used to do accounting at the village exchange.
I've always been Obasan since Bazu was young.
You'll be old enough to be your grandmother in a little while.
Fluffy... and yawning slowly, I headed this way--
"Oh!? Isn't that bazu?
Wow, what a surprise! He presses his mouth with a face like that.
Obasan with a distinguished nose and a lovely face that reminds me that she must have been beautiful in the past.
... name?
I don't know.
"This is the face I've come to know. Tell him."
Bazu, who dropped his yarray and shoulder, points to the vigilante.
"Oh well, well... you guys! Don't you know who this guy is?
Oh...
"The famous..."