Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Deanna brought a letter. Well, in this world, there won't be anything like the sin of opening a letter, like in the previous world. Just in case, there's no crest in the wax. I open the envelope with a knife.

"I think I'm grasping the approximate situation of what's happening in the capital because it's about you, Lord Camilo."

The letter that started with the writing spelled out what we just heard from Deanna. And to the last one.

'At last, I want to leave my sister, Deanna, with a certain person. I don't know where I live, but I'm a blacksmith with my sword. I hear he lives in a despicable place. It would be easy to hide yourself if it was at his place. He says he's wholesale merchandise to you, and won't you keep your sister until he gets here?'

and. It has continued somewhat after this, but good for now if you can read here.

"Now you're sure. Mr. Marius was going to leave Mr. Deanna with us. So I saved you one hassle."

What's more, Deanna doesn't have to go to Camilo, which makes it harder to keep up with her footsteps for that matter, so maybe this was just fine. By the time you realize the devastation of your pursuers, the traces will have disappeared a lot.

Listen to my words, everyone snorts.

"So I'll have Mr. Deanna stay with us for a while. I don't mind wandering around alone if it's to the point where the trees around the house aren't growing, but if it's further away than that, take me or Thermia. Otherwise the wolves will eat you."

"Okay."

"Hard to talk to a man, you should talk to Thermia or Rike"

"Best wishes"

Deanna bows her head toward Thermia and Lique.

"Oh, don't hesitate to ask."

Thermia gives it back with a laugh.

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry to hear that. Why does Mr. Deanna treat ordinary people like us so politely? I'm not saying no, but you're noble, so you can treat me more shattered, okay?

I asked what I cared about. I'll keep it up on the shelf of my heart that this one is so disrespectful.

"I owe you my life..."

"Um, maybe I'll have a long life here from now on, and I'm skittish because it's a smashed attitude! I won't say anything like that, so I think it would be easier for us to live smoothly with each other if we could just have a smashed attitude..."

"Ok...... not, ok. If you say so, I will."

"Whoa, do that."

Oh, boy, now you can get a little closer to a relaxed life. I don't know if there's anything to relax about, but I think there's nothing to relax about.

"Okay, then you're tired today. Let's just get some sleep for today."

"Yes."

"Ooh."

"Yes."

The reply of the Three Kinds returns. So many days finally came to an end.

The next morning, the earliest person to wake up is me going to the water pump. Once Rike was trying to do "it's his disciple's job to say that," but I feel like I won't be able to move my body much without saying this, and I keep going. Go and go back. It's about half an hour. I also get water in two bottles on the way home, so it makes for a lot of exercise.

When I got back, Thermia and Riquet were awake, so it was routine for the three of us to wash our faces with the water we had drawn, but from today on, Deanna added there to wash our faces for the four of us, cleansing our teeth. While I prepare for breakfast, the women do the laundry. Like in the previous world, I can't cook eggs while I'm baking bread on a toaster, or something, so I can do enough laundry in prep time.

The detergent was kept ash when the charcoal was burned and kept with water in a special bottle. They used it for detergents in the previous world, and I guess it's quite reasonable. Some plants must contain saponins like mucrozi if you look, but looking for them is a long way off.

Breakfast is soup of wheat porridge and salted meat. I make more of this soup, so that there will be more lunch, dinner and ingredients. This makes cooking as little effort as possible, and eating a meal with Wye for three (four for a while from today) while scheduling an appointment for the day is one of the important roles at breakfast.

Three days from this date it was decided to make short swords and long swords. Thermia can teach Deanna this. While Thermia teaches, Deanna and I will apply clay to the wood mould and make the mould.

I guess I'll have to buy the clay sometime or look for it. There's a lake and there's water gushing there, which would mean there's an impermeable layer, so would you dig that far and use that if you had a clay layer? Clay-mixed soil, even if it feels like it is enough for applications. Well, I'm behind you now, too.

The subsequent process remains the same. I just got more Deanna to help. Thermia and Deanna will do it until the burrs are removed. Deanna is quite capable of waving a hammer for a noble lady. He was wearing a chest armor or something when he ran away, and he did something by himself until the chaser attacked him in the first place and we ran, so I guess he remembers the arm of the sword. After that, me and Rike will finish each. In the meantime, Thermia and Deanna will be ready for next.

It was a pretty good day. Efficiently enough not to be the same as before, but I'm not used to one person coming in and this is not a problem at all. I expressed interest in the long sword Deanna had just made, so I'll let her shake it. He seems to fall compared to my cheats, but he seemed to have learned a lot of swordsmanship, and he's summed up.

"You're gonna do pretty good."

"Thanks, but I still don't feel like I can beat Mr. Eizou back then"

That was when I saved you.

"Eizo looks strong like this..."

Thermia mixes it back.

"Isn't it extra to look like this?

I argue with my mouth. However,

"But I don't normally think blacksmiths are that strong, parent"

Rike's backup shooting flew into Thermia, and I dropped my shoulders deliberately, and we all laughed.