Dream Life

March 5.

Leaving Teito, we arrived safely in Ezarrington City.

This time my father and brother are not planning to stay just for a respectful visit to Ezarrington Castle. That's why we stay at a hotel with a restaurant that used to eat lunch.

It could have been a cheaper lodging, but the owner of the Viscount family stayed at Cheap Lodging because he was told to stop, at least in the southern part of the country close to the Imperial Capital, because of his loss of character as an Imperial nobleman.

The bustling city of Ezarrington as a trading city, but more rushed than usual. It will be for the Fourth Regiment stationed to leave here four days later, on March 9th.

The Fourth Legion will head to Lark Hill in the west with half of the Second Legion that left the Imperial Capital today, but supplies will also be heavy as the cavalry moves the subject's 30,000 soldiers.

When we act together as far as the heavy forces, the streets are strained. As a result, it appeared that we were to carry horse feed and other tense supplies first, with some of the heavy units ahead of us.

Also, the fact that a lot of merchants are visiting because of the massive amount of supplies moving would be one reason the city is vibrant.

Heading sideways to a hotel in a rushed city where many carriages go.

The district where the hotel is located is a commercial district, and there seem to be more carriages here than usual, but the atmosphere of calm has not changed where the major chambers of commerce and others originally set up their shops.

Depositing the horse, he will wait in his room until his fathers return from the castle.

"It's been tough so far, but are you okay up ahead?," Liddy asked.

"Right. It's the same route from here to the central city of Netherton, but don't think we'll be okay because we're ahead."

It is about seven hundred and fifty kilometers from Ezarrington here to the central city of Netherton in the central region. Due to the flat road that continues and the reduced barrels of Scotch and lighter carriages, we intend to go more than thirty kilometres around the day.

The march speed of the Imperial Army on the other hand is about 25 kilometres per day from being accompanied by infantry. The leading Heavy Squad will also match that speed, so we should also be overtaking Heavy Squad in a few days.

Talking about that, my fathers came back.

"How was it? When I hear it, my father says," It's on schedule, "and my brother laughs bitterly," I didn't even see Uncle Rednap. "

It is unthinkable that a single Viscount will meet the Elder Lord Ezarrington, but it is not so strange for Count Adolf Rednap, the housekeeper, to respond. But the Count was too busy preparing for his mission as Legion Leader of the Fourth Regiment to meet him.

This was exactly as my father had planned.

It had been pre-adjusted to show that the Dukes of Etherlington and Lockhart were alienated.

However, for no reason it is unnatural to go against the liturgy of the nobility, which is why everyone was convinced to perform it.

If you attach importance to the Lockhart family, it's not surprising that Lord Ezarrington himself is busy preparing to travel. This time, however, even Uncle Rednap, the housekeeper, refuses to meet.

The nobles who found out about this must think Lord Etherlington lost interest in the Lockhart family.

The only concern is that the Neutralists have drawn their hand and the Crown Prince, the Leopold Prince, will make contact again, but so far there has been no excessive contact, and I do not think there will be any problems if we move further away from the Imperial capital.

In the evening, head to the Blacksmith Guild. For the banquet, of course.

Besides the banquet, I had business this time.

That's a story about going to the village of Rasmore in the Ezarrington branch.

If the Fourth Corps marches out, the blacksmiths' work will be greatly reduced. For there are mercenaries and adventurers, but the main opponent of the Ezarrington branch is the Imperial Army.

That's why I'm going to take this opportunity to finish my major parent class training. However, I am the lecturer for this training, or skilled person (expert) course, and I cannot talk about it without being in the village. This will mean after the Lockhart family returns to the village.

That adjustment was also to be made today.

Entering the Guild building, he is enthusiastically welcomed by the Dwarves, who were gathered as usual.

"Well done! Sieg Scotch!" The voice echoes in the hall.

My fathers are headed to the assembly room, but I'll be in the branch manager's office with Liddy and Sharon for future discussions.

Sharon replaces my secretary, but Liddy followed me just because he wanted to be with me.

Branch manager Ivan Kemp and ten key parents greet me.

"You've come a lot. How's the Empire? I've heard." Rumors are coming through, I guess, but I'm worried about the future of the Lockhart family.

"Well, we got it figured out. The Lockhart family has always been the same. As Gunter tells me, we decided to build a branch not only for Seawell, but also for Phyllobisher. I'm sorry, but I need your help."

"Whatever. But is it true the story of being able to have new booze? No, if that's what you mean..."

Talks abruptly broke out about being able to have new booze, and understanding doesn't seem to keep up.

"Don't worry. I can just have a little sweet-scented distillery liquor. I think it will be delicious enough without aging."

"Well, I'm not looking forward to that."

After we talk about that, we get to the point.

"The Fourth Corps leaves here on March 9th. He won't be back until autumn at the earliest. I have already contacted General Headquarters. Notification of approval has not yet arrived, but I do not expect to be able to rub it. All you have to do is make your plans."

There's going to be a bitter laugh about how hand-wound it is, but I guess it's natural for them because it's Setouchi to see if they can get to the Holy Land of Rasmore Village.

"My plans, but after this, I'm going to Welburn, and then I'm going back to the village via Fortis. It should be time to start building the distillery in Ars, so you will be present for a commissioning at the beginning of June. Then we can reach the village in the middle of June, sooner."

The training period for the artisans of Ars ends in August of this year.

This was the first time a distillation had been carried out outside the village of Rasmore, so Scott, the leading man, was to be present immediately from commissioning to full operation. The distillery will begin construction in April and the installation of the distiller will be around June. That's why I should be present when the time is right.

"Well, that's enough in Ars... and good luck to Nona," Ivan and the others said in a temper.

"I'm only planning on doing this. It would be more certain that you would come after July. What are your plans like?

"Nora and the others don't intend to either. I leave this way in mid-May and arrive at the village of Rasmore at the end of June. At this time of year, there will be problems on the mountain road, so we should be able to get there as planned."

Looks like we already had a plan for the outline.

"So it feels like we're going back to the beginning of September by taking the course until the end of July... then that doesn't sound like a problem"

The only question is when the Fourth Corps will be back, but I am optimistic about that.

The city of Lark Hill, close to the battlefield with Luke's Holy King, is more than a thousand and two hundred kilometers away. Even if we were able to march smoothly without any trouble, it would take at least fifty days each way, so it would take at least three months to get back and forth, and four months in common sense.

We'll invade enemy countries from Lark Hill, so that'll only take about two months. In other words, it's a minimum of five months, but given the fatigue of the soldiers, the regiment itself is more than six months away.

Later, we talked about the selection of the person to make the weapon, etc., but I am consulted that it is bothering my head.

"There are no mercenaries or adventurers in this city with great arms. When the Fourth Regiment is on the march, they don't have anyone to make it. I don't know what to do."

The Mastery course creates magical swords and protective equipment. At that time, they will make the right object for the target person, but there are no good mercenaries or adventurers and no one to make them.

This is because there are few demons and bandits in the southern realm of the Empire, especially around Ezarrington from the Imperial Capital, because the Imperial Army keeps security.

"I'm also telling Ulrich, this is not what I'm going to do with you. It's up to the branches."

Ulrich Drexler, the blacksmith guild's master craftsman, has been asked to issue a circular that each branch chooses who makes the weapons. Leave this unlimited, because those who give to the Lockhart family will continue. We already have a rugged arsenal that can be described as a national treasure. If you gather any more magic swords or Mithril protective gear, you won't be sorry just for the rush.

"I know that... can you lend me your wisdom..."

That's what I say and I bow my head. My parents beside me are bowing their heads together, confused.

"Even if they say so..."

"Um..." Sharon asked to speak.

When I snort, she snorts back, too, and starts telling the Ivans.

"You can just look for someone with good arms, right? Then why don't we hold a martial arts tournament?

"At the martial arts tournament... somehow I can tell, can you tell me a little more?"

"Yes, I suppose you should think of it as something of a Rockhart family mock fight even when it comes to martial arts competitions. Weaponry is what we use made of wood, but serious battles determine our wins and losses. It's to decide who to make the weapon against, so why not divide it up like a swordsman, a magician, and decide to win or lose?

Sharon said, "That's hilarious!" and Ivan and the others are concerned about the ride.

"But then, I've never done that to Nong et al. I don't know what to do just to get people together."

"Why not just ask the Blacksmith Guild, but also the Mercenary Guild and the Adventurer Guild for help? I think people will get together as soon as you advertise that you can get the weapons that Mr. Ivan and the others make."

It also makes sense what she says.

Ivan's arms are comparable to those of the Ars protégé. They use Adamantites and Mithrills that are rarely available in the Empire to make weapons. There will be many mercenaries and adventurers who don't want to miss this opportunity.

But there are also concerns.

If hundreds of thousands of kronas and hundreds of millions of yen worth of armaments are just available, it's not necessarily that there won't be anything to do wrong. With as much experience as my grandfather would be able to spot it, but it is difficult to spot it by ordinary knights and mercenaries. I don't think blacksmiths can spot wrongdoing.

pointing that out,

"Shouldn't we hold it in the village of Rasmore? I think the predecessors and Mr. Walt will spot you as soon as they get out of hand. And you have to go to Rasmore Village, so people who don't want to go won't raise their hands."

"That's right......" he tried to argue, "that's good!," Ivan and the others agreed first.

"I can do it for the festival, and it's just fine. This year's Dwarf Festival has been cancelled for convenience!

I still think so, but Sharon seemed to have another idea.

"If you want to do it in the village, I have my father's permission. And if we're going to have a festival, we can rub it later if we don't get General Headquarters involved."

I stab the nail to buy time because I can't think of her thoughts. But my father is going to be persuaded by the end of the day, and General Headquarters is definitely coming on board.

"Matt persuades me now. The general headquarters does not say no. That's settled! Sieg Scotch!

"" At the festival! Sieg Scotch!

As expected, the Dwarves just stand up and put up a jock that they've already decided.

"Just give me a minute. I'll check with my father," he says, leaving the branch manager's office in a big hurry. Then, as it were, head under my father, who is being welcomed in the assembly room, and take him outside once to explain the situation.

"... so what do you do?

My father changed from a smile until then to a look of confusion,

"I don't care what they say we do... do we have to do it in the village? Fortis and Pericritle, even if they're not fathers, must have someone who can spot the injustice."

"I don't think there's a problem with merit, but in terms of fairness, it can be questionable. Your uncle won't complain about that."

"Sure it is... Sharon, let me know what you think"

So Sharon, who watched with a serious look, starts talking.

"If it's a fair game, those newly obeyed can also have Dwarf's arsenal. And those in power who want firearms will always gather in the village. If not then, there should be people out there who wish to wait for the next opportunity in the village. If a good man were in the village, wouldn't that be enough to bottom up your power? We also had to disperse our forces between Kilnarek and the three villages in this Duke. I think we should adopt measures that can reinforce it a little bit."

Sharon appeals to her father with a serious look.

"I mean, martial arts tournaments to reinforce your power... if that's why you can't allow them to be held."

"Why?

"This is only a matter for us at home. I'm not willing to use the Dwarves to raise the bottom of my battle."

My father declares that he will not use the Dwarves.

"But the blacksmiths also have benefits, and they are happy to do so. Doesn't it hit you to use it?

"I'm sure it's something you don't even wish the blacksmiths could festive in the village. That's why it doesn't fit my mind to use it. Zach, let me hear your opinion too."

That's how you turn your gaze on me.

"I have the same idea as my father. Village defense is important, but I find it tempting to use the Dwarves' longing for the village. Once you do that, it is clear that this will continue in the future. There is also a possibility that the enemies of the gods will send assassins to match it."

Sharon drops her shoulders disappointingly in my words. I guess she thought about getting back her failures in Imperial Capital.

"I'm glad you thought of me. But neither I nor my father would ever admit to using Dwarf's feelings. Just remember that."

That's what I say and gently stroke my head.

Sharon nods "yes," but still looks a little regrettable.

Return to the branch manager's office again and arrange a few thoughts of my father to tell him.

"... if we do it in the village, we will think that if we are in the village of Rasmore this time, we will one day have a good weapon made, and there will be no good mercenaries or adventurers from other lands. Then it will annoy the people of other lands. So I can't agree to a martial arts tournament in our village"

Ivan's shoulders fall wide open, saying that they were delighted.

"Well, what am I supposed to do?" he said.

"We will have to recruit to the tunnels within the Empire. If we ask the Imperial Branch, we'll find three or four of them. If you still can't, there's a way to get Fortis to introduce you to a good mercenary."

"Right. This isn't about Nong et al... sorry," he apologized, but immediately changed his expression,

"This is not the end of a difficult story! We're going to the banquet!

That's what I said and got the jock up in one hand.