The moon is out.
The moon seems to be one.
Is this world Earth?
According to what Saya told me, a year is like thirteen months.
Even so, the thirtieth of January is twelve months, and the thirteenth month seems to be a special month ending in five days.
At the end of the year and the five days that connect the new year, they say it's a festival period.
That means three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and one moon in the night sky... it's already Earth, isn't it?
Or a very similar star, I guess.
It's just probably not like the Earth I was on.
If I think about it normally, it would be the Earth in parallel worlds...
In any case, it would be "something similar and non-existent”.
Looks like 24 hours a day.
They also have magic tools like clocks that make time.
The week seems to be divided in ten days instead of seven.
They say last week, middle week, next week.
It's not what day of the week, it's one day, two days...
Every Zero Day is supposed to be a day of prayer to God on the day of rest, he said.
It looks like May now.
The area seems to be a warm region and feels closer to summer than it is to spring ahead.
With that in mind, I fell asleep.
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The next morning, as the area grew white, everyone was already working.
The guards, the volunteers and the villagers all seem to be having fun dismantling it, even though it would have been noisy late yesterday.
Looks like some people are new to dismantling, but advanced people are doing it while teaching.
I decided to ask the village chief to give me a little tour of the olive farm.
A stunningly sized olive tree is planted beautifully as it is aligned.
It's the same stunning olive farm on the Mediterranean side of the world where I was.
But this is the only number... Olives seem to have a hard time harvesting because of their small fruits and large numbers.
Using all the manpower in this village isn't quite a daunting task......
However, according to the village chief, the olives are in great demand for both the fruit and the oil that squeezed it, and the price is stable.
For this reason, the village can eat enough of the remaining olives, minus the annual contribution.
They say it's a relatively wealthy village.
Of course, they make their share of vegetables in a painting on the olive farm, and they don't have any trouble with food.
Looks like he's got a goat, too.
They say vegetables and milk are self-sufficient.
They say meat sometimes goes into the surrounding woods and so on, hunting rabbits and birds.
Other than at the festival, they don't crush important goats.
So far, they haven't had a problem with food, so they don't crush it.
I was also shown something like a big warehouse on the outskirts of the village.
It's a facility to squeeze olive oil from olives.
Even when it comes to equipment, it looks pretty tough because it's mostly manual.
Olive oil has a completely different flavour and aroma depending on the type of olive.
I was a little interested and asked how many varieties.
It looks like there are basically three different types of olives being made here.
There seem to be other varieties, but they make the most robust and quantity-pickable varieties.
The amount seems to be more important than the taste.
And basically, they don't make three different essential oils separately, but they make them mixed together.
I feel a little wasted...
Well, I guess it's production-oriented......
Olive fruit, by the way, can be eaten raw.
Olive fruits include so-called “green olives” and “black olives”.
“Green olives” were picked while the fruit was still young, with strong tannins but also refreshing flavors like fruit.
“Black olives” have been picked since ripening, and they are soft and have no crunch, so they are suitable for a variety of dishes.
You can take the seeds, cut them into rings and mix them in a salad, or you can go with anything like meat or fish dishes.
The olive fruit can also be salted and preserved.
It can also be used to soak olive oil from olive fruit, which is quite effective in preserving.
It doesn't feel like fruit, but it's a pretty good crop as an ingredient.
Plenty of polyphenols, good for your health.
Returning to the village square, many carriages had arrived.
Looks like support for the demolition came from the city and neighboring villages.
Quite a few.
"Good morning, Lord Grimm. No, I heard it. It seemed to work again."
Mr. Torcone spoke to me.
Looks like the family's here for backup.
"Good morning. Mr. Torcone, Mr. Nekol, Lone."
When I said hello, my people just arrived.
After greeting each of them, I was to go help them with the demolition work quickly.
Even so, I still don't have the courage to dismantle... I'm just supposed to go with you in the stream...
In the course of last night, all demons appear to have had their core removed and their blood drained as well.
They're just gonna dismantle it after...
Every demon has skin, horns, fangs and other uses, and they can sell it and redeem it.
So, a good demolisher seems to be in charge of that part, while others seem to be in charge of cutting meat and gut removal after that.
Saya joined in treating her guts because she was good at making sausages and wanted her bowels full for her bowels.
They're planning to secure a large number of them.
I was hanging out at all times.
Looks like Milky and his sisters and brothers, Lillii and Chappie joined him there.
As soon as some amount of meat comes together, the guards seem to deliver it to the city in a wagon in turn.
Also, the captain of the guard said that the danger of demons was no longer there, so he sent out a messenger of investigation to the territorial capital, other cities, etc. first thing this morning.
I was hoping that this would give me more information.
Sure, you're worried you don't know what's going on in the realm.
Unlike the world I was in, the transmission of information is pretty slow.
Even if something matters, it will take days to pass it on.
I didn't really feel like doing any demolition work, so I looked for something else to do.
It looks like a delivery clerk who delivers the meat he can make to town.
So I took the members who would not be able to talk in public and would be stressed, and started a meat delivery clerk.
On the road, we were the only ones, so we all went to Lynn, Sichimi, Fuu, Olyo, Nana, Renton, Torah, Tuttle, Fou, all happy to talk.
Olyo and Fou, while pulling the 'Home Carriage'......
Nana also seemed to enjoy playing with everyone by materializing.
The other members stayed in the village and continued to help dismantle.
When we found out we were going out in the carriage, Lily and Chappie had a look of despair with a slash in their face...
I was right back to work with Nia and Saya's follow-ups.
Those two are fine, it could be a good mother position......
By the way, Nia is not taking part in the demolition work itself, but treating everyone's support and anyone else who is mad at hand and injured with a knife.
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It took until evening to manage to complete the demolition work.
Seems to have finished distributing it to almost all residents at once, but we still have extra meat, so the rest of the meat was to be hand-split, salted and dried meat.
Mr. Torcone's family is late, so they're staying here today.
It's going to be a fun feast.
That's when Mr. Nekol is flabbergasted to see "Home Carriage".
Speaking of which, I was also quite surprised when you dropped me off yesterday......
And I was a little hesitant, and I talked to Saya.
"Um... to someone I know... has anyone used this carriage before?
"No, I've been using this carriage for a long time..."
Saya answers normally.
"Really... then my memory is wrong..."
"Eh,"
For a moment, hesitant saya.
"No... Actually, 20 years ago, when I was just a kid, a bandit attacked me and helped me where I was in danger.
I think the carriage of the person who helped me at that time looked like this carriage...
... So rude story... I felt like Saya was one of the women at the time...
I thought it was your family...
Because I had a grandmother and a young woman, and that young woman felt more like Saya...
I thought you looked familiar to me since I first saw Saya...
Last time I dropped him off, I saw this carriage and remembered... "
Mr. Nekol talks smudgingly...
"Oh, you... the girl from that time... are you that girl?
Saya was surprised, and shrugged.
"Ah... then... I knew you were..."
Tears overflow from Mr. Nekol's eyes, words clogged.
"Be so splendid..."
Saya is crying too.
"Oh... really... yes, thank you. I've never forgotten about that time. I lived this way now thanks to you, and I was blessed with my family. Thank you so much."
"Yes, it's fine..."
"Um... what about your grandmother then?
Unfortunately, he died ten years ago.
"Really... my grandmother who was so strong..."
We've heard a lot about you two.
About 20 years ago now, when Mr. Nekol was only eight, he was on a business trip with his father.
But Saya and the others who came by helped me where the bandits attacked me, killed my father and took Mr. Nekol away, too.
It seems Nana, who was my grandmother, defeated the bandit with an awesome spear judgment.
They say it's clearly in Mr. Nekol's memory.
He then asked the two of them to bring him to the town of Magne and put him in an orphanage.
Saya and the others said there was a place they had to go, they couldn't take them on a dangerous journey, they left it in an orphanage.
Same goes for Saya, but Nana seems to have been particularly concerned about Mr. Nekol's condition.
After returning from his journey, he went to see how things were only once and was relieved to see that he lived happily ever after.
Mr. Nekol then lived in an orphanage until he was fifteen, when he was to grow up, and then Mr. Torcone seemed to have seen him working in the city.
I can't believe that happened twenty years ago...
Is it a strange thread of fate...
Seeing the two of them talking, it seemed like Nana, with her face out the window of 'Home Carriage', was crying as she looked at them.
I couldn't just leave in front of Mr. Nekol, and I watched him secretly.
It's just that Saya had lightly told Mr. Nekol that she was not a human being, but a fairy 'silky'.
That's why he explained he remained young.
Surely you won't have to hide it from Mr. Nekol.
I know who you are.
The two of them were by the 'Home Carriage' for a while and talked in fun.
We left him alone and participated in the preparations for the feast in the square.