- - Hubert in a strange tabernacle-like space.
When Hubert wakes up prompted by a definite warmth and a unique fragrance like a spice, a fabric roof… a tabernacle-like space seen on the battlefield takes into view.
It's well built for a tabernacle, and the ambient air is so warm that it doesn't seem like a winter tabernacle... where the hell am I? And, when you wake up your head and circle your gaze around you, you can see the beasts who look very similar to your dog up, down, left, right, even when you lose your mind, sleeping around your body.
I understood that apparently they had brought me this far and warmed my cold body, and Hubert had to say a word of thanks to them and somehow lift his upper body up and get up...... that's how I saw a slight sight of him saying, "Whoa!?" I raise my voice.
Obviously, someone dressed like a woman in the shape of a man was in the middle of the tabernacle... something suspicious in a pot placed there... formulating drugs or something.
"Oh, you're up?
... Arner, your pickup is awake. The water's good, but let's talk about it first. "
The man? says so in a higher voice than he thought... from behind the tabernacle, this again shows up a horned woman on the forehead he saw before losing his mind.
"What? Are you still worried about that?
Sure, it's not good to remain reliant on magic, and it's important to be careful that there's nothing like Mr. Narbant's, but that's why it's not a strange story that you don't use anything convenient at all?
I didn't have anything suspicious as far as checking my belongings, and I don't see how I'm using magic when it comes to this.
Then make sure you get a good appraisal here, because if you know the color, you can decide how to handle it. "
When a man dressed as a woman says so to a horny woman, the woman looks sinister and then mutters something...... glows that horn blue.
Appraisal and color. Two words caught in the mouth of a man earlier.
When Hubert is worried about whether there is any connection between the word and the light emitted by the woman's horns, the man slowly comes under Hubert, crouching in, and calling out.
"You know, here you are... it seems like you were telling me that you're here to support Diaz, the lord, but is that true?
"Yes, it's true"
"You came here by order of the king, didn't you?
"Exactly."
"Does anyone else ever order you to do something or plan something personally?
"Oh, there isn't, something like that......!
I just obeyed His Majesty's life… I'm just a civilian of the Palace in the first place, so I don't think I can do that. "
"Then naturally Diaz and his line have no malice, do they?
"There isn't. I can't believe you're malicious towards someone you haven't even met yet...
I'm really just trying to support Lord Diaz as a civilian... "
Even during such conversations, the man confirms that the woman is more flirty, and the woman keeps the corner glowing blue... so they both sigh out at the same time.
"Looks like you had a hard time getting over it."
And with that said, the man would tell Hubert his name, Ellie, and who he was, and where he was and under what circumstances now... and what Diaz, the lord, had done so far.
"... be, I see.
I understand the general circumstances.... I just regret my incompetence and detachment once again after listening to the story.
... and from what I'm telling you now, was this rally point, the one you see behind, that's Lord Diaz over there...?
After listening to the story, Hubert, who sat back behaving on the prepared bed, utters those words as he mouths the medicinal water that the girl named Ellie and Arner had formulated for him.
Over there where Hubert says, there's Diaz and the two girls and the wild Maires that Diaz has brought back and the Maires with kids who aren't wild...... apparently Diaz is obsessed with conversations with the wild Maires.
"That's your father over there... Lord Diaz, the Lord of Mair Badal, who rules the land.
... apparently I can't help but worry about wild Mayr now more than you can.
Well, with more mayrs, the productivity of the mayr cloth will increase steadily, and it's only natural to give priority to negotiating with the mayrs over you. Please wait a little longer if you want to talk to your father.
Stick around, head out hunting, stunning encounters with monsters, and finally bring you back to Maire... your father's luck is really jumping through. "
In response to that word, Hubert growls "uhm" with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.
I have no choice but to take precedence over myself. This is how other people explain the situation in the meantime, so I have no complaints or grievances about it.
More than that, Hubert wonders how concerned he is about the presence of Maire there... who only looks like an odd sheep... and he's worried about the sight that's spreading in front of him, and he roars "uhm" again.
Sheep that produce high quality yarn that understands the language and allows some conversation......
I can't believe such a presence really exists...
And the dogs in this assembly area.
... none of which he has a dark face, he really seems to enjoy it, he sings raw happily... this sight is as if his grandfather once told me -
- And when Hubert thinks about it, Diaz, Hubert's lord, comes over here scratching his head.
"Hey, I couldn't. They really want to stay wild.
Francis and Francois convinced me too... there's no reason to force me, and that's about it. "
Arner, who stared at Diaz's words about Hubert with a much more difficult face, returns the words as he softens his expression.
"If they want to stay wild, they can't help it. That should be done with respect.
... But Diaz, if that's all we're talking about, how could it have taken so long?
"I don't know, they're going to want to stay wild, but I'm going to ask you if you can accommodate the food and the bed as that.
If you're going to be a part of the village, I'll have yurt too, and I don't mind if you eat me full... "
"Isn't that... too convenient for anything at all?
I don't know if I want to go through a tough winter, but... "
Having heard such a conversation between Diaz and Arner, Hubert organizes the situation in his head based on what Ellie has just heard... and makes what he comes up with that sound like words.
"Um... it sounds like a gift, but let me tell you something.
This village is about to make a street and make money off the deal, right? So... is that a suggestion by the Maires, that's one deal too... shouldn't we think it's business?
This one provides food and accommodation until spring, and the Maires provide some of that hair, to the extent that it's not a problem to prune it... Mairecloth is worth it... and if you do it well, you shouldn't lose it.
If you start trading, there will be a bunch of merchants coming and asking for accommodation and meals...... why not just do it, thinking of it as that pre practice?
How much will be the difference between the food you provide and the value of the mair hair you receive, and how much will be the difference if you sell them next door… You may want to come and go several times during the winter to check there… and then advertise that this is a specialty of our territory "
In response to Hubert's words, Diaz and the others circle their eyes, glance at each other in arms, and show their reaction.
That's how Diaz, who was rounding his eyes, meditated and began to ponder the meaning of Hubert's words... when he was nervous that Hubert had imitated what he had done... and pounded that hand and said, "I see!" Raise your voice.
"Then why don't we embrace the Maires in that direction and go to the neighborhood and buy and sell as much as we can?
... Uh, so, who are you and why are you here?
Hubert stood up bitterly laughing at Diaz for accepting his opinion without even knowing his name, raising his name toward Diaz and presenting an old-fashioned ritual of subordination.