Tor day. Let's lay some cobblestones on the east side today. That's the end of the road.
End by noon. Looking from above, there was a cobblestone path that painted a cross between East, West and North. It doesn't bother me at all that both ends of the road are shiny, etc., from the top. I think I can do it well.
Come on, it's finally a hard question. What shall we do with the drainage? You probably don't have to worry about the drainage coming out of the house, but if you don't fix the drainage problem after the rain, the house could be submerged while you're away.
The solution is…
I. If the house is higher than the walls in the first place, it will not submerge.
II. Drill many water drainage holes in the bottom of the walls.
III. Build a perfect drainage system.
All right, let's use one and two together.
As originally planned, building a drain along the road is unchanged. Let's drill a hole ahead and drain it into the moat. Other than that, the chances of submerging are diminished if a few holes can be drilled and drained.
If you raise the height of the foundation to fifteen mails on top of that, this is exactly the temple mansion! I can prevent submerging. All you have to do is pray that you can't get your eyes on a giant demon like Luffrock...
By the way, the walls will still be high too! Now if we put together a real stone wall without using homemade concrete and put it up another ten or so mails, we'll be done. What do we do about 'return'? I guess I don't have to.
Okay, let's dig the drain. Let's start from the south. Fifty centimetres wide, one kilo long. I dig this into the east side of the south street...
I want to dig at an angle that drops a meil a kilo away, what am I supposed to do!
If only I had a function calculator...
It's troublesome, but I'll calculate it by hand, and... thirty-three degrees a hundred!
Can you do it? You can't even count it once!
Oh, shall we make a indexer with eye mass? I can make a circle, and I can make half a circle.
Thirty, forty-five, or ninety degrees isn't hard to measure. If you make them big and divide them into two or three equal parts, you'll be able to measure them five or ten degrees. If you repeat that and ask for thirty-three hundredths of degrees...
Do it!
Stop, stop!
Outsourced. They're still building meadow cities, so they're probably experts.
Let's just dig a ditch for today. Keep just fifty centimeters wide without worrying about depth or anything else.
"Water Slash"
Release the water slaughter in parallel.
I noticed it after I let it go. It was something I did without worrying about depth, so I was scraping really deep. This is just too wasteful. And I've come up with it by now. To keep the depth constant, you just have to rotate the blade like an electric scarecrow!
In other words, you should have rotated the water slash in a disc-shaped manner. Rotating magic is used to muddy magic. Let's try it fast.
Wow...
Swiss. Slip the wind wall like a bucket of bulldozers where it's cut, and you'll have a stunning drain. Does the use of magic still depend on the idea? And I've developed terrible magic. Wouldn't a hard demon also cut spa? Let's call it "Mizunoko." Would it cut anything if I reproduced this on a disc of misrills? That's even Elder Ebony Ent.
Well, no. The drain has reached the walls, so let's drill a hole next. The depth of the groove is one mail, so there are no rocks or concrets at that depth. There is only hard crushed soil. From here, let's go diagonally downward to the drill magic of water, assuming we call it the 'Water Cone'. A hole about twenty centimeters in diameter opened up to the moat.
Such piping and drains are prone to clogging if they change in size or bend along the way. I wonder what will happen here. Since there are no leaves falling, it should only flow about dirt and sand...
Let's just barbecue it like a moat for once. Wouldn't that be a little different?
"Fire of the Plains"
Today in mind, I baked enough at low temperatures and thirty minutes at high temperatures. The surface is shiny but would still be better than a moat. How can it be baked into a tsuru?
There is still time until dusk. Let's keep a lid on the drain. The rock cut for cobblestone is still as good as it gets. All you have to do is unconstructively put this guy on top. I wonder if it even looks like the road has widened. We'll have trouble when the water stops pouring in, so let's leave it at intervals. I wish I had crating.
And dinner for everyone. Working and eating is delicious. After that, an audition of the mind and eyes as well as an open-air bath last night. Unlike Ko, Kamui seems to like hot water. I'll wash you clean. The white fur looks like silk. And Ko's scales look like wet gems. I'm really blessed.