Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

On my way back to my tent, I saw a carriage and a few cavalry rides out. Perhaps, as a precursor to this one, I will return earlier.

I was seen thriving there that night. Dancers, singers, etc. by the bonfire. I don't seem to bring the liquor, so this uplifting yet all primal (shivering), but I guess the joy of victory is still enough to intoxicate people.

I'm having dinner with my old man and Matisse and their supply team, watching as that happens. That one I had as a late lunch, if I couldn't wipe it out today, it was supposed to be dinner. After that, I just went home, so I got both sides of the day and evening.

The ladies have more work to do for that, but the ladies...

"Hey, it doesn't change whether you make it once or twice.

And I was laughing. I definitely don't think so.

It's late, so Miss Frederica, who slashed the paperwork for today, is eating with us. I don't know why, but he's sitting next to me, with a puppy he's nostalgic for. If I show Deanna, she's gonna say she's gonna take me home while she hits me in the shoulder.

The story was mainly about nature and today's victory, and I followed it, and I was mainly asked a lot by the old man and the young people. Of course, I left a blur about who defeated Hobgoblin at the end.

"Well, Eizo is not a big money maker.

That's what the old man says.

"I'm not.

"Really? Well, if Eizo's convinced, fine.

"Thank you, old man.

"Oops."

The old man is rarely lit. Two young people got teared up and yelled at, and we laughed a lot.

The next morning, when I finished my shift, Mr. Liddy was waiting for me when I tried to get to the carriage.

"Good morning, Mr. Liddy.

"Good morning.

When I say hello, I reply with a fluffy voice. I'll see if I can get you some luggage, just one backpack and nothing else.

"That's a lot less luggage.

"Yeah. We don't have that much stuff originally.

Really? Will the long lifespan reduce my obsession with things? I'm out of hand.

"Oh, speaking of which.

Mr. Liddy makes a voice that feels a little rushed.

"You don't have to worry about the example, because something else moved inside is going to do it.

Yes, I'm going to tell you what the example is....... oh.

"You're talking about crop seeds.

"Yeah. They're supposed to deliver it to Mr. Camilo.

"The situation is the situation, and I'm glad I didn't mind.

"No, you can't imitate that.

When you first came to us, you were half certain that you would abandon the inside already, so you're saying that you drank that demand after considering the area?

Initially, we weren't talking about Mr. Liddy coming to us, but maybe even if he went far, Mr. Liddy was going to Camilo's. Given that, that condition could have been a bit of a failure.

Let's ask how far the neighborhood is from the city when we issue similar conditions in the future...

Me and Mr. Liddy's next, Mathis, then Miss Frederica comes, and the last of the ladies who had a cooking lot cleaned up come in with butterflies and get in the carriage.

Miss Frederica got in and laid the cushion she had given her under her butt. You still had it, that.

"Hey, an elf is a separate" Beppin ".

The old man gave his thoughts straight. Because the previous world might say it was sexual harassment, I get a nasty feeling inside.

"Well, if you're such a separate daughter-in-law, you'll make a lot of money for less!

Gahaha and laughing. Oi says. At that moment I could see Miss Frederica turning her neck like a giggly and broken brisket doll and starting to stare at me. I want you to give me a break because I'm a little scared.

"No, it's not like my wife or anything. It's pathetic to go with an old man who's hiding out for a reason.

I rarely deny it. I'm no different from being an irregular in this world, even though I hear it won't have a huge impact. I'm still a little confused that I have a belt like that.

I just said this for a reason and it's hard to say because no one understands.

When I said that, while Miss Frederica took her gaze off, now Mr. Liddy started staring at me. What the hell is going on today...

Apart from this story, there was no particular topic that I would flirt with.

I can somewhat imagine what happened when I think of two points: "I hear the inside of the elf was damaged" and "Mr. Liddy moved in with it, and that's not a marriage or anything". Neither is the one going into such a minefield.

Thus, during the three days of his return, the carriage safely made its way to the capital, no matter how occasionally the old man demonstrated his lack of delicacy, without a particularly awkward atmosphere ruling the place.