Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

While me and Arner were exchanging words with each other, Senai and Aihan, who were bouncing around the woods energetically and enjoyably, stopped moving once more to see if they even found something... and then ran out with a tattered and awesome momentum.

There is one big tree ahead that runs like a selfless obsession, and me and Arner, who did their gaze that way, leak a voice saying "Oh, I see" in a different tone when they realize what tree it is.

The tree, with its large leaves and plenty of fruit, was a walnut tree, a favorite of the two.

Running over to the side of the walnut tree, the two take the knife and hand wipe out of their backpack and start picking up the walnut fruit that rolls around them.

Bend your knees, knead in, pick up the noose as you rot your eyes to see if you're trying to pick a good noose, scrape off the outer skin with a knife, wipe the shell clean by hand, and then go to the backpack cage.

That's how you pick up about 30% of the wax rolling around and then you get up and start looking around to see if you're looking for your next prey.

"Hmm......

The Senays don't have to bother to teach you the rules of winter preparation. "

To Arner, who shrugged so as he stared at the condition, I return the words as I processed the mushrooms I picked.

"Based on how the Senays are... will that rule be around" No Harvesting Too Much "?

"Right.

Overharvesting from one tree can be a hindrance to new sprouts, as can other houses that want fruit and the beasts.

It is strictly forbidden to overharvest because if the beasts starve and die, we will also starve.

The other Senays keep to the rules of falling to the ground and not getting their hands on things that are going on too long, dumping as much forest waste as possible. "

"I see.

… oh, it looks like the Senays have found their next prey "

They found something, and the Senays waved their hands full of power, "Over there! Over there!" he said... me and Arner break up the conversation and turn to the Senays.

Rendezvous with the Senays and take their feet in the direction indicated by the Senays, where there is a tree figure with plenty of little red fruit...... apparently the Senays have found the Rowan tree.

"This is also a fruitful Rowan."

And when I say so, Arner returns his voice with such a sinister look as he did earlier.

"... is that tree named Rowan?

It's unusual to bother naming a tree with poisonous fruits. "

"Sure, that's poisonous, and it's not yummy and edible, but it has a convenient use as long as you unplug the poison.

Rowan's fruit has the characteristics that it won't rot in the winter, so if you drain the poison and turn it into squeeze juice, mix it with intestinal meat or apply it to dried meat, the meat will be less likely to rot.

It works on fish as well as meat, and mixing it with bread dough should have worked "

When I say so, Arner changes his expression and brings his curiosity-filled face closer together.

"What...!

Did that poison actually have such a drug effect......!!

So! How the hell do you pull out the poison!?

"Phew, if you expose yourself to winter chills and chill, that'll get you out of the poison.

They say they don't eat Rowan's fruit until winter, because they know about it. "

As Momentum-pressed me and Arner have such a conversation, Senai and the others rush to the roots of Rowan, take the rope out of the carrying cage, tie the stone of the appropriate size that was in the vicinity, throw it on Rowan's branches, tangle the rope, pull it, and draw the branches to hand.

Having so clearly grasped Rowan's branches, Senai and Aihan take one Rowan's fruit after another and throw it into their backpack.

"... At this rate, the Senays' cage is going to be full in no time.

Then I go back to the village and take another trip to the woods... and go on like that?

We have to prepare for the winter, but we don't pack that much roots, so we don't know one thing about adding or subtracting. "

When I find a forest potato leaf at the edge of my sight and say so while thinking about whether I can somehow dig its fundamentals back with a battle axe, Arner returns the voice that made me play it small.

"No, because I was only going to look at the way I studied the rules today, and it's not going to end like this.

Since there is also firewood, it will be necessary to harvest it on a luggage basis again and again with the help of the horses.

I have to hunt for an old male beast... and I still have a lot to do "

"... I heard earlier about keeping females from hunting, but is that an old man also the rule?

"It's a rule to follow that you don't get your hands on breeding females, but if you're older, you're talking about my personal preferences.

When it comes to dried meat, whether it's young or old, it all tastes similar... so you don't have to use young and delicious meat, do you?

"I see.

If that's the case, I need to be aware of the traces of the beast as well as the nuts and mushrooms.

In some cases, using matabi powder... oh, no, does that gather regardless of the male?

Well... it looks like a rich forest with lots of nuts, and you can hunt as many black gees as you used to hunt if you try to come to the woods early in the morning and spend all your time until winter "

And when I say so, Arner, smiling, returns the voice he played at the moment.

"You seem to be manly, above all!

Unlike Spring and Summer, where we can manage even if we do it properly, the meadow winter is really harsh and harsh... it's a season where people and livestock are lost one after another if the parents don't have manhood, which can also be described as a show of manhood.

When it comes to winter, we don't have enough livestock, we don't have enough manpower, and we don't have enough manhood, it's really hard and uncut and miserable... that's the only thing that made my heart rough when I looked at a stockpile that obviously wasn't enough, and sometimes I couldn't sleep because of it "

That's what Arner said, cutting off his words and meditating his eyes... putting some thoughts around him before continuing his words.

"I'm glad you don't seem to have to worry about that this winter's preparation...... no, how many years would you shake such fun winter preparations!

... Blessed are the good guys and I'm really happy!

To Arner's words I... I don't know what the hell he's talking about, even though winter preparations are just beginning and I don't know if I can have enough reserves... to try not to betray this oversized expectation with that in mind... to put the war axe back in the mood while sticking it to the very roots of the forest potato.