Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

We'll line up at the end of the line of carriages. We're moving forward a little bit, but one carriage after another comes behind us for that matter, and the entire length of the line never shrinks. Boys and girls at the merchandise store roam between the waiting carriages with food and flowers.

"Boy, will you give me that?

I called out to one of them in the hat. Give me five copper coins and receive three seemingly Micah fruits.

Camilo told me that the market for what these kids sell is one piece of copper coin with one fruit. I mean, three copper coins in three, so I would have given you two extras.

"Every time.

The kid bowed his head and I shook my hand.

"But you're the girl I want.

When I looked at him as a gyro, the kid took off his hat. Sure, she's a cute girl with crisp eyes with just short hair.

"I'm sorry.

I laughed bitterly and took another piece of copper out of my nose and threw it at the girl.

"Thank you, sir.

When she received it with her hat, the girl put her hat back on and went to the other carriage.

Pass the fruit like the Micah you bought to your lord and Camilo. The fruit tasted close to the orange and had a lot of acidity, but it tasted good enough if you think of it that way.

When I looked at Camilo with a chill, Camilo looked frightened for a moment but nodded softly. Now if you find it, you'll keep it for me.

Eventually we reach the city gate. When the gatekeeper, armed with a short spear, approaches, Camilo takes out the permit for the trade and presents it to the gatekeeper.

"What about you?

"At the blacksmith who followed this husband. Come on. I'm going to make this one for sale.

I've asked, so I answer, and I see Giroli and I look. Well, from what I've seen, it's the look of a thirty year-old (the contents are over forty) O.

"Go through."

For a few seconds the gatekeeper prompts the passage by hand. The three of us passed through with a meeting.

"Is that where the first gate breaks through first?

Talk to Camilo in a less loud voice.

"If you go in, it's almost over here already.

I look at the outer walls and gates when I am told. I guess there are guards in the city, but it's true that in a city this size, it's not the first time people get caught in a predicament because they were blamed where one or two people were sneaking around. Not to mention a pedestrian and just a person about it.

Make it an earlier guard, even though a pedestrian from the kingdom that has something to do with Helen (I can assume) has arrived, I don't suppose any circulars have come as assumed that he has passed without any major checks.

Of course, I can't abandon the possibility that it's an act to not understand that I'm on guard, but if I hit it even though I can, I'm just unlucky.

"You just want to get to work early on collecting information.

I'll gently shake Camilo's future story.

"The best part is today, isn't it? It's easy to make excuses that I'm listening to this to do business.

"After tomorrow?

"When you're done with that corroboration, you run. I think I'll get a star today. Mr. over there would have been sudden, and the cover-up wouldn't be complete. Ma, let's just settle in the inn.

"Okay.

I look at the city from the top of the carriage. All races are urrowing and lively.

This is a commercial city, so I guess it's this lively gathering of different people from different lands, but I wonder how normal cities and villages look. Could it be something with more air sinking?

I'm pretty sure the first thing to focus on is Helen's rescue. It's gonna be the last time I'm gonna be useful, but there's no way I'm going to get distracted by that. Let's get our minds together.

With such a small determination, the wagon headed to the city centre.