--- Klaus in the woods, near the border, in a planned location

Klaus, who built a few small yurts beside the makeshift path through the woods and used them as a base for building a gateway, spent days waiting for his wife, Canis, to come back from the neighborhood while checking the quantity and quality of materials, such as wood and stone, that Ellie bought from the neighborhood and making simple drawings of what kind of gateway to build.

The drawings are generally ready, and the necessary quantities of materials are being made available.

The next few days... I can't wait for my wife's return to work as long as I have someone who is supposed to bring me a canis.

As a personal feeling, it was time to look at the face of my beloved wife, and as Klaus thought about it while running a pen through the yurt on the drawings... the dog tribes who were looking around started howling all at once about what they had sniffed.

Then, from somewhere... a howl echoes in reply to it from a considerable distance, and Klaus, who heard it, puts his pen in a hurry, carefully covers the ink pot, and then stands up... rushing out of the yurt.

The howl now belongs to my wife.

Howling is said to be a shameful act among large breeds of dogs, but it is a very natural way of greeting among small breeds of dogs, it is a way of communicating information, and it is inevitable beyond engaging with small breeds... howling with a shameful voice.

I was familiar with it, and Klaus looked across the road with a joyful smile on his face... Eldan was carefree, and a few soldiers from the neighborhood thought to be his escort came into sight, followed by a big horse and a large carriage... and a canis walking towards Klaus with a smile on the side of the carriage.

For the first time in a long time, Klaus ran out of sight of his wife, and the canis ran out of sight again... and Klaus with a full smile said,

"Welcome back."

That said, the canis smiled softly.

I'm back.

And give it back.

There are people's eyes, so I can't even hug them, but still holding each other's hands and smiling... when they're happy to see each other again, the crannies start to have dark expressions.

"... what's wrong?

When Klaus asked, the canis turned its gaze toward the carriage with a dark expression... stopped and stared from the carriage platform where the wheel stopping was finished... people mainly from the human race and various Wesen elderly, women and children appeared.

I don't know if it's all about 20 people, but he's lean... and his expression doesn't make me feel alive.

"I'm sorry... it was a sudden story, it was a winter season, and I didn't get much manpower...

Whether people like to be labourers go somewhere else to earn money or farm in winter...

I gathered Klaus because he said it was good for old people, women and children.... "

Klaus smiled and nodded back to the crannies, holding Klaus' hand and staring into Klaus's eyes.

At this time of year, when the cold is toughest, I knew that there would be no good workers to recruit to work in the neighborhood.

When I recruited the people, only the Dogs came, so I could have predicted the area.

The wages you were going to pay weren't so high, and most of the money you were preparing was directed to the materials… I knew this was going to happen.

The fact that Klaus came here to make money at this time meant that there was a reason why he couldn't make money, or that there was something in the winter fields that made farming impossible, so... Klaus, who had been recruited after knowing about the area, looked at his face and nodded again... he turned back to the canis and shouted.

"I explained it before, but this is fine at first.

There are a lot of simple craftsmanship and powerless jobs... if you can do what you can, if you can eat lots of delicious food... if you can go back there with your wages and spread your reputation.

Listening to that reputation, new people will come again, and if they are eating delicious meals every day, they will get better, and they will definitely work... that's how we should move forward slowly.

First you build a temporary gateway, then you make it into a full-fledged gateway... I honestly don't know how many years it will take to finish everything, so let's go slowly!

... well, everything around here is sold by Death!

Diaz used to do it in the occupied territories with Zhuuuuha's advice, building some fortifications, destroying them, opening up land and clearing forests… Klaus, who was looking at it from the side, was trying to build a gateway that imitated it.

I don't hate and respect Diaz as a canis, but I still have some doubts about whether it's really possible or not... I can't shake that feeling off, and I can't smile and keep having such a complicated look.

Klaus smiled bitterly at the look on the canis's face....

"Well, whatever it is, let's eat first!

Guys! Let's make you a delicious meal for the people who came to work!

And that's what I'm saying.

Then the dogs who came back from the tour to the base said, "Wow!" with a cheerful voice... as soldiers and people who came to work began to look surprised, they began to make soups from dried meat and other foods pulled out of the yurt.

----In the wilderness, Hubert.

Sahey brought three Hawks and Emma started riding horses and mapping the wilderness faster than ever.

From the grasslands to the area where oil called black water springs up past the rock-salt deposits.

How to make it a new territory, leave dried meat and silver coins there, visually check from the sky, borrow the nose of the dogs, make sure no one lives there... make a map after careful surveying...

In four or five days, we will be able to produce a map that will be fine even if we submit it to King's Landing.

There were some rocky mountains in the wilderness that were supposed to be secured as territory, but there were no terrain features like this in particular, there were no sharp elevation differences, and most of the maps that were being completed thanks to this were blank paper....

Looking at such a map, it looks like such a lonely territory, but with such a large rock-salt deposit, it would be worth it enough… but Hubert was worried about adding more value to the wilderness… walking through the wilderness with some dog tribes, looking at the map nearing completion and leaking his words.

"At least there's a river nearby, there's a lake nearby, and if there's a source of water, we could open it up... but with this feeling, this wilderness remains wild.

It's not like Death's golden lowlands. "

It was not the canine tribe that responded to the words that I said to anyone... A horse named Eisia was walking a little farther away... Emma, who was driving a golden horse that was allowed only by the royal people to pass on to the royal family from anywhere, heard Hubert's words with her long ears, and proceeded to the side of Hubert to love the horse and speak.

"What is the Golden Lowlands? Is this the first word you've ever heard?

"Oh, is that so?

It's a fairly famous anecdote to Death's activities during the war... I thought Death told me everything... "

And when Hubert returns such a word, Emma returns it with a bitter smile.

"Mr. Diaz doesn't talk much about war.

Of course, if you listen, you'll answer, and I don't hate to talk, but... there's a verse where I assume that what I've done is not something I've tried to talk about, and I'm not proud to talk about it in the first place, and I don't have the opportunity to listen to it from time to time. "

"Oh, I see... that's certainly what Death might be like...

During the war, I was only attracted to King's Land, but I was still working as a civilian and gathering war-related information as a job, and one of the anecdotes I heard was the Golden Lowlands... It was a anecdote to protect the occupied enemy people and the wheat fields from enemy soldiers, defeat the enemy soldiers brilliantly, then fall to the enemy fort, and finally open the wasteland all the time... what a mess I was talking about. "

"What? Huh? What's that? What are you talking about?

Tell me too!!

Hubert tried to talk with a bitter smile to Emma as she ate the horrible story that had been thrown out of Hubert's mouth and shook her tail loosely - when the dog family walked around shouted.

"Ah, stars! Mr. Hubert! The stars have arrived!

When the sun began to set, Hubert, responding to the voice of the dog tribe while pointing to the starry sky, said, "Let's talk again!" and then I started to take out the measuring instruments.

Some of the measuring instruments are used while looking at the sky sun and stars… Hubert, who preferred measuring while looking at the stars as his personal preference, adjusted the instruments he took out and set up the map… He starts to look at the sky silently and look at the horizon at the end of the wilderness.

After seeing her, Emma exhaled a small sigh... well, she nodded that she would always have a chance to listen to her story again... and spoke in a small voice to Aisia at her feet, saying, "Please," and running around running around until Hubert's measurements were complete... enjoying horseback riding.