Dream Life

Tria Calendar August 1, 2017.

Leaving here in Wellburn, it became the day to return to the village of Nostalgic Rasmore.

My brother Rodrick and his brothers were back here two days ago after finishing their “revelations” in the neighborhood's major cities.

A samurai who goes to the village with her sister-in-law, Rosalie, but eventually became two. It's Angie, who was originally a samurai with rosary, Angelica Colridge and Elena, who danced with Dan at the ball, Eleanor Masefield. We both had swordsmanship minds, and it seemed to be the deciding factor that we were supposedly fine in the peripheral lands.

Baron Ferdinand Oldham, who partakes of internal affairs, was told a bitter laugh until this decision.

"... it was tough. It's unprecedented, such as half of the samurai giving hope...... I was surprised at first. Welburn Castle (here) should be a very popular place to work, but until I spoke to the head samurai, I wondered if she was dissatisfied with my methods..."

Rosalie had two sisters, but they said this didn't happen when they were two.

"... When you were Rosalind's sisters, you were the admirer of the young, the Imperial Capital Plymouth, but the only person who wanted it was the maid who was in charge from the beginning... This time there were even those who really ate it. I broke a bone to convince him..."

They said Angelica and Eleanor had been candidates from the beginning, and I had no problem just getting recognition from my parents, but when I solicited hopefuls on Uncle Borderline's proposal, I gathered more hopefuls than I thought. For this reason, they also talked about increasing the number of people, but Rosalie said she refused because she was going into the Lockhart family.

Rosalee thought that if she took many of the samurai, there would be a quarrel between her and the "samurai" on the side of the Lockhart family. Well, we only have Molly, wife of Walt Vassel, head of squire, and Tricia, daughter - now wife of squire Will Keegan - and they have a stronger impression of being "helpers” than samurai. For that reason, I don't think that much consideration is needed, but I just couldn't seem to imagine the circumstances of the country lord's house on the "princess”.

Of the samurai, by the way, I haven't heard who ate them down.

Rosalie and the two samurai wore polished and beautiful leather armor and wore narrow long swords.

All three travel by horseback, not by carriage.

The carriage would be better given the safety, but he chose a ride he was used to because he was better at horseback riding than a lousy squire and because of his long journey.

We're on the Rockhart family line, but compared to the outbound route, we're joined by three brothers, Rodrick, Mel's brother Sims, and Rosalee. Jonathan Water, the head of the distillery to be built in the future from the blacksmith's guild, and ten artisans to learn distillation techniques, plus two young blacksmiths to learn manufacturing methods such as distillers (pot stills).

One of those blacksmiths, what a Kurt, the son of Dagenhardt, branch manager of the Blacksmith Guild. When I heard the story, he couldn't forget the distilled liquor he drank during the big banquet and wanted to try manufacturing the distiller.

When I checked with Dagenhardt to see if I could let my son in training learn how to make a distiller,

"Well, it's not a bad thing to get a lot of hands on. If someone has to go, you should let the guy who wants to go. Well, if Bertram's going to be a master, his arm won't fall off."

The blacksmith Beltram of the villages of Dagenhardt and Rasmore was a pattern of old knowledge. On second thought, Beltram has been invited by his grandfather, Govan, to come to the village of Rasmore. My grandfather used to be an adventurer, but basically he lived here in Wellburn, so it's not a strange story if Beltram was ever here.

(With that said, you've never heard of the old Beltram story. We always talked about booze, so you didn't get a chance to talk about it...)

Another blacksmith, but what a young woman she was.

She's a Dwarf woman just turned twenty years old named Doris, a Dwarf, about a hundred and forty cm tall, but quite beautiful with her wavy, rich brown hair and loving big eyes. I know very well that Kurt with me is conscious.

When I heard the story, she also drank scotch at the grand banquet and was captivated.

However, in her case, her parents disagreed that she “just started training as an apprentice, so she doesn't have to do anything new”.

Still, it seemed like a stubborn dwarf, and I really didn't give in to wanting to make a distiller. Somehow Johnny was going to be in between, and he went to talk to Dagenhardt about the troubled quote, and he was allowed to accompany him in a position like Kurt's when he said he had an assistant when he made the distiller.

This is how Johnny was spilling it on this matter.

"I get caught up in this a lot. Well, compared to that time (...), it wasn't a problem at all..."

I felt like I had a slightly distant eye when I said "then," but I had no idea what that meant.

Johnny takes good care of himself and spins his head fast. That's why I'm trusted by the blacksmiths, and I get consultations like this one. I guess these points were appreciated and promoted to the head of distilled liquor making.

With the addition of thirteen blacksmith guild groups to the five brothers, the number of people - thirty-seven - is close to double the number of people going. This was joined by one carriage loaded with the Rosaries' luggage, two carriages of the Blacksmith's Guild, and four carriages.

Incidentally, our carriage is loaded with spices, ingredients, and even rare cloths, skins and other materials obtained in Wellburn.

The outbound route was loaded with distilled liquor, but the return route didn't have that big a deal, so we decided to bring the necessary supplies back to the village as much as we could.

Here in Wellburn there are many supplies inflows from the southern part of the empire, many rare. Spices such as dried fruits, herbs and peppers, especially in the South, and sugar are available relatively cheaply. It is also easy to get the hides of demons and beasts that are only in the cotton and plain areas that can be taken in the central part of the Empire.

Of course, the carriage is not full because Doctus plans to purchase books, etc. that serve as writing equipment and teaching materials, but the contents of our carriage just looked like what the merchant had bought.

Furthermore, it felt like a bit of a merchant squad because Uncle Borderline considered the safety of his beloved daughter and attached two platoons and forty men from the Knights as escorts.

A famous frog horse given to the brothers for their wedding celebration, but all four riders were decided. My father and my brother are in order, but my father liked the horse and recommended it to me.

I'm not so familiar with military horses, but all four of them are great military horses, even if I look at them. But I turned it down.

You wondered,

"I think you'd be chosen by enough horses?

"I think I often go into the woods as an adventurer. If you do, you'll keep all these famous horses locked up in the stables. Besides, it's cheaper to rent a horse in a guild."

To be honest, if I could ride this horse around freely, I wouldn't have thought it'd be fun. But if you only use it as a means of getting around in the streets, you don't have to be a famous horse. I also need to keep it at the inn when I go into the woods on request. Naturally, it is definitely cheaper to rent a horse because of the cost of leaf feeding (maintenance costs). What's more, one of the reasons I thought it was pathetic to trap a horse running around the meadow in a narrow place.

My father didn't seem too convinced, but in the end, Rosalie and Sims were going to ride. My brother and Sim were active knights and were immediately recognized by horses. And Rosalie was riding quickly to see if she was compatible with the horse, too. Only my father could recognize the horse inside, and in the end, he took a day to make the horse recognize him, and finally he made it into his own horse.

I don't need to worry because being recognized by the famous horse of the frog is a testament to being a first-class rider, but it's still the last, and my father was a little dented.

8: 00 am.

A row of the Lockhart family in the Great Zone was assembled in the square in front of Welburn Castle.

In addition to the Hubert Raswell Border Birds, there were civilians headed by the belly-hearted Baron Ferdinand Oldham, martial officers headed by Baron Manfred Braceford, plus Baroness Barbara Harding and dozens of samurai lined up to see us off.

Uncle Borderline says, "Ask for my daughter," and takes the hand of my father, Masaias. The figure wasn't that of a politician, it was just the figure of a father putting his beloved daughter out to his wife.

When my father said, "I'll take care of it," Uncle Borderline nodded many times.

And I said to Rosalie, "Watch your body," and I hugged you. Rosalie accidentally burst into tears at the words and said "Yes... Father" was the best she could do.

Baron Oldham and the Knights Commander also come to me to say goodbye. And he exchanged greetings with martial arts officers and civilians. Some of them were Philip Inglis, who completed ten days of training for the Lockhart family.

He stood in front of me yesterday evening in a mock fight, bowed his head deeply, and apologized, "I'm sorry about that time," he said.

"I was sweet. That's what I've figured out in the last ten days. From now on, all I have to do is work for my brother… I will work hard as a knight for my country, for your house, and for the inhabitants of Ingris territory. I learned from you how ready I am..."

I feel like I'm mistaken about something, but it's hard to point out when it's declared with a clear smile, I just had to snort.

(Don't you think I'm ready to live for everyone? Well, if this boy is going in a good direction, I have no problem...)

The Philip said, "Be careful on the road. Thank you," he said and thanked him, returning to the line of refreshments and drop-offs.

There was a heterogeneous population in the square.

It was a bunch of resilient Dwarves blacksmiths. They go to learn distilled liquor making, like they came for the grandeur of Jonathan Water and others, but they were more in the mood than the departing themselves.

The guild leader, Dagenhardt, was grabbing Johnny's arm and shouting at everyone heading to the village.

"I asked you! You are the Dwarf's hope for everything in Welburn!

Johnny, while slightly drawn, said, "Yes. I'll do my best," he responded.

The Dagenhardt further comprises:

"Don't lose to the craftsmen who are going from Ars. They're ahead of us, but you guys can definitely get over it... the Ars guys get the Rathmore Village Scotch, but we don't. It looks like you can turn it around a little bit, but I need you to do whatever you want..."

From Ars, the king's capital of the Kaum kingdom, the distillers who received the intentions of the Blacksmith Guild headquarters have begun their training last year, but they seem to be saying come home early. Furthermore, the protagonists behind Dagenhardt were also snorting heavily at his words.

Johnny's face was drawn to the words and the faces of his parents.

I'm going to get you out of here.

"That's what Dagenhardt says, but liquor making isn't competition. You'd better do it carefully until you're convinced. It should be sooner."

My parents look a little bumpy. We seem to have noticed that we are not very popular.

With his head on, Dagenhardt stands in front of me and bows his head, "I'm sorry, but I need you to do something about these guys," he says. He looked up before I said anything and laughed.

"Come visit me once in a while. You're always welcome."

When I nodded, I said, "Tell Beltram I said hello, too," and left.

Enough said goodbye.

Although it was damp at first, it had a bright look, like today's sunny summer sky.

My father's "Ride!" Everyone rides on the signal.

And he said, "Let's go!" By order, the Lockhart family. One line followed Welburn Castle.

From Welburn to the village of Rasmore is about six hundred twenty km.

Since this time two platoons of the Northern Governor's Office Army will be attached to the escort, we will proceed at our own pace, without the need to act together with the merchants as on the outbound route.

Some dangerous areas ranged from the city of Low Cliff in the northern part of the Caerm Empire to the academic city of Doctus, but were never raided.

In Aurella Street - the main northern street connecting the adventurer's city of Periclitle from the commercial city of Aurella - the Lockhart family is said to be a bunch of fierce men who have unharmed and exterminated triple their enemies, so much so that the bandits are also said to give up their hands if they see the "crest of a risen lion," or the Lockhart family crest. It is also significant that two regular platoons are attached to the formal equipment of the Caerm Empire. Against all this power, no bandits in line can get their hands on it.

And another factor is the presence of a carriage carrying a blacksmith's guild crest - a hammer and a gold floor. Common to the Lockhart family and the Blacksmith Guild is "booze”. In other words, if you're at all careful with the information, you'll find that this guild carriage is involved in “booze”. The bandits may also attack if they are carriers of weapons and protective equipment, but given the Dwarves' obsession with alcohol, they have to step on two feet.

If the Dwarves forget me in anger and put on a bounty without threading on the gold, the mercenary regiment would set off on a crusade, not even the Knights of the Nations. Of course, the Knights don't get caught on the bounty, they move to sell their favors to the Alliance, but there shouldn't be any bandits to attack until they take that risk. If he was there, it would be the bandits below the third class who fail to gather information, so it's the mountain of Sekiyama that sees the knights and gives up the raid.

The journey went well and we arrived safely in the village of Rasmore on August 24, twenty-three days later.

The village is as peaceful as ever and many villagers welcome it.

Especially to my brother and his wife, "Welcome home! Master Rod!" or "Welcome, young lady!" It took a voice, and each time, they were waving and responding.

A distillery along the Finn River was visible on my left. Since the smoke is gaining momentum, the distillation must be taking place. Scott's distillery alone is now narrower, and two more distilleries have been built.

There was also a change in "The Hall is Hill”, which houses the Lockhart family mansion. As more barrels were being stored, a stunning reservoir of red bricks was being built.