Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Is there nothing the world can do?

That's right.

When I said it, Camilo nodded with a mustache.

So, just before we started making stoves for the winter, we had all the deliveries, so we came to Camilo first. Of course, I have contacted Hayate in advance.

Hayate saw some confusion at the beginning when Karen stayed in the capital and the "Northern Mission" returned to the north, but now she seems to be accustomed to living in a relaxed place.

If it seems better to skip it from time to time, I thought I would skip it to Camilo even if I didn't have much work to do, but apparently I didn't need it, so I was relieved.

Anyway, I heard a lot from Camilo at the time of the delivery, but it seems that there is no movement in the capital now. There was no special contact from the north.

Karen might soon send us something she made, and Marius' territory - in other words, this city - doesn't seem to be causing any major problems, especially no expeditions.

No, the expedition seems to be going on a little bit, but after Marius succeeded his housemaster, he produced pompous results, so it seems that there is no such "easy-to-understand" job for a while.

The Marquis seems to be busy, but he doesn't seem to be coming around to me anyway. "There's a part of you that cares about you," Camilo said.

"Then don't hesitate to contact me if anything happens." Next time, it's three weeks from now, just like I contacted you. "

Yes, we had the delivery in a week or so, so we had to take a long time to deliver it first and prepare the winter dress there. We put in the winter dress and other work for just under two weeks, and then we scheduled the delivery and delivery in the following week.

If the work is finished early, I think there will be a little outing before it gets really cold. If the cold were to come, I'd have less chance of going outside.

Then I finished the delivery and when I returned to the wagon, in addition to the things used for work such as charcoal and iron stone for three weeks, there was a large item on the list. Cloth and wool. Families (...) people (...) minutes (...) Those weights are, in any case, quite large in appearance.

By the way, there's heating, so it's cold in the house when you go out, anyway.

"Well, we all have coats." Or is there something good in the north? ”

"That's right..." Oh, there is. The room is just right for you. It's not a good fit, but it's enough to wander around the neighborhood. ”

Along the way, Diana and I had such a conversation, feeling a rather cold wind. If the ingredients to make it were at Camilo's, they would be made.

While I'm building the stove, Riquet and I will be the main ones, and even though everyone else may need a little help, they'll be more available. It was also the elimination of the handlessness.

As usual, I tipped him, went down the street, greeted the guards, and left the city.

On the street, on a slightly cramped loading platform, Liddy said, looking at the cramped mountain that caused it.

Was it "Dotella"? It's like the clothes Karen wore, isn't it? "

It's close, but I wonder if her uncle is wearing it any closer.

Mr. Kanzabrow wore a woven feather. I explained that it was a coat that only felt like the upper body, and that it was made of cotton and wool, but it seemed to have somehow been passed on.

It seemed that Helen was quite convinced that it was something like "under armor". Riquet, who was born and raised in a blacksmith, was convinced by that, but Diana and Anne said, "I see! I wonder what that face looks like. It doesn't seem strange for some reason, but I don't think it's any strange now.

Well, it's something like that, but there's no difference between wearing it and wearing it. The women (that is, all but me) seem to have appliqués that let them know who they belong to, regardless of the design, but they are excited about what to do with Krul and Lucy.

Krull's towing wagon continues down the street as he gazes at it. Then, just before the wagon entered the forest, the extremely cold wind blew on it, and even if it did not respond, it was conscious of preparing for winter.