I was able to sit around in front of Miss Tanya's house and wait for three minutes to get the long-awaited book.
The moment I saw it, I got nervous.
Worse than expected.
The binding is worn out. There are no signs of brutality, so it's probably due to aging.
It was a failure to take this out.
With anger in mind, I turned the page because I took it out.
I know you should really read it indoors, but I can't help it.
Instead, the words I read were written in words and sentences, and I slammed them into my head.
Now is the time to show your temper, your guts and your obsession.
The title of the book has disappeared, but it can be read as "Practical Beekeeping." I won from the title.
"Wonderful...."
When we open the inside, it is a detailed description that can only be said to be over-technology, given the current state of the village.
The type of bee suitable for beekeeping and the radius of activity in the operating temperature are clearly indicated by the quantity. Of course, there are pages that mention how bees are handled, how honey is harvested, and how overwintering is carried out, as well as how the resulting harvest is processed.
This is the amount of information enough to act as an apprentice beekeeper in one book.
In addition, there are things that are the same as or more important than what is written. It is the age when this book was made.
There is no doubt that it is a fairly old copy. From the characteristic of the typeface, it is presumed to be a copy of a book from the early days of the late ancient civilization, its grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
To be clear, this is an incredibly valuable and archaeological material that came out of a village house.
I would definitely show it to Father Volke. He'll be absolutely thrilled, too.
"Huh. This is really interesting."
It's a very polite copy, but there are some parts that don't make sense.
Orderly characters, solid regularity. Just because I can't read doesn't seem to be a typo or a typo.
If my view is correct and this is an early copy of the late ancient civilization, it leads to an era that leaves behind the culture of the darkest and earlier ancient civilizations.
"Looks like a hint just popped out of nowhere. Great, this is a really great book."
"Really? Well, that's... going to help with beekeeping, right?
"Yeah, it looks like a really great book in that respect. We need to load more details, but that's all we can do to keep bees. Other than this book, you will gain practical experience."
I close the book carefully.
It is terrifying for me to read any more of this valuables here. At the same time, it's terribly pleasant.
"Tanya, what kind of background did your father have in this book? Would you please let me know if you knew?"
"Eh... I thought you said it was a family heirloom."
I don't know. This is worth the words.
"Anything, my ancestors got the book and started a beekeeper. He used to know his name as a great beekeeper..."
It's just a legend, but my dear descendants laugh bitterly as they don't believe it.
"I'm sure that's true. Your ancestors must have read this book. Beekeeping is a very advanced technology."
Trials and mistakes would have been made, but the chances of success should have been high. After all, experiments are being carried out scattered by the authors of this book, or by the pioneers to whom the authors referred.
"Besides, this book is very old. This book itself is a very valuable item. It's never an exaggeration to say it's a treasure."
"Oh, no. I mean, it belongs to us.
"It's just a treasure. Your ancestors must have cherished and protected this book."
Put your hands gently on the cover of the book.
How long has this silent wise man been gone?
I wonder how many people have been given that wisdom.
It seems that it has been a long time since Miss Tanya's family was unable to read this book. Still, this silent wise man escaped the tyrant of time as a family treasure and came to tell him now.
I break my heart and protect books I can't even read.
It's troublesome.
I can't see the meaning.
You can't help it if you give up.
But the book was left here. I've been tied up.
Miss Tanya lost sight of the beekeeping techniques passed on to her family, and now she's connected.
I feel a strong will. A brave will to resist the tyrants of time.
"Tanya, your generations' ancestors and your parents have kept you safe. I wonder if you want to take over the contents."
"What's in it for me...?
"Beekeeping technology that your family has inherited. Now, why don't you take over?"
"Am I a beekeeper?
Miss Tanya murmured with a stunned face as if she had been exposed to a dream.
"But I can't... read a book..."
It doesn't matter.
If you can't hear the voice of this silent wise man, I can pass it on instead.
If life makes sense, I am definitely living for it now.
So there's only one thing you need.
"Tanya, you want to take over this lost technology, you don't want to take over, that's all."
Just the will to fight the tyrants of time.
Will you bury one knowledge in the vast flow of time?
Is it for someone who jumps into the flow, grasps the knowledge, and succeeds next?
"It's settled. It's always been a dream."
Her words were quick. I've already thought about it.
They must have looked at their parents, admired them, and recruited them after their parents died.
"I... want to do it. I want to try it. Like my father, like my mother, I want to try it."
Welcome, comrade who dreams of living.
And thank you, comrade, for your dreams.
I offer my prayers of gratitude to the comrades of Miss Tanya's family.
Your battle is certainly rewarded now.
One knowledge was inherited that was supposed to disappear.
"Now, you're going to be busy!
It's a big harvest in autumn, but it's not good enough!
But if we hurry now, we might make it in time for next spring. Since small test runs are required at first, it is better not to be exhaustive at the earliest. Slower than slower.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to borrow this book. It's a family treasure, so I think it's important, but I want to keep it in the temple church and read it."
"Er... I wonder if you'll take care of me."
"Of course! Those who treat this book badly will not let you die badly!
Specifically, as a result of the challenge of developing a grubbing agent, it will be used as an experiment for a large number of poison recipes.
If the guinea pig is the opponent, I know the lethal amount, but I don't have any interpersonal experience. I would be happy if I died alone.
According to the book, if used well, it will replace anesthesia or become a cardiac agent, so I want you to suffer as long as possible for the development of medicine.
Miss Tanya and Miss Micah looked terrified as they burned the feeling of justice.
Rest assured, I'm not a villain.
With a scary face, Miss Tanya lent me a book.
Quickly, I will take it and head for Father Volke. Much damaged, but the priests of the temple are also experts in storing books. It will prevent further deterioration and may repair a little.
I'd really like to run, but Miss Micah is with me, so I'm trying to walk slowly.
"Micah, may I ask Mrs. Yuika to leave a message?
Looking at the girl walking side by side, she relaxes her cheeks with joy.
Yeah, that's fine.
"Beekeeping is likely to start. Asking Tanya to take over the beekeeping business. Are these two points? I think we'll need to have a detailed discussion later."
"Nh, okay. Can I read that book with you?
"Of course. It's a lot of hard stuff, but when you finish reading it, you can grow a lot. It'll be fun."
Share this amazing knowledge with us.
When I had a full smile, Miss Micah smiled shyly.
Friends are good. My heart warms up.
The voice of a third party disturbed such a tranquil air.
Hey, Ash.
The moody voice belonged physically to two older boys. This is Miss Tanya's brother, Jikil.
One of the group members I was with when I was in distress in the woods. Behind you is another member of the day and other boys who usually hang out.
They're all healthy kids who play in the mud and get scolded at home.
Yes, what is it?
"Let's hang out."
It seems unusual to invite me to play. Due to the tightness of the eyes and the unfriendly attitude of the people behind it, the type of play seems rough.
Even when I went into picking wild vegetables in the spring, it seems that I am disliked by the younger men rather than the village children.
"Unfortunately, I have an important book to bring to the church, so please invite me to the next opportunity."
Decline politely.
There is no time in this world to be malicious to others. When it comes to slowness, it may be better to set up a place for discussion and build a relationship... but someone who doesn't make sense through profit or loss is my area of disadvantage.
"Are you afraid?"
Yeah, I'm scared.
Smile and admit Jikil's insistence, which provokes you with a loud and cheeky voice.
I don't want any unnecessary injuries in this village without a doctor. With tetanus at the forefront, even a small scratch can be life-threatening.
There's nothing to be afraid of, Jikil. I suppose you can tell from my reply. Jikil's face turns bright red.
"Let's go, Micah. I don't want to expose this book too much."
"Don't run, coward!
When Jikil yells at you, the rest of your friends get along. [M]
It's such a smiling curse that you're uncomfortable or weak. That won't upset my mind.
Just a little bit.
Before I want to say anything back, I'll just walk away.
Micah has to be late, so when she sends her gaze, she looks more regrettable than I do.
It's cute, but I think it would be nice to be the daughter of the village chief's house.
"Ash-kun, can I say that? If Ash-kun were serious, they'd be here...."
No, it's impossible by physical means, because there are a lot of stray stones.
Even with Jikil alone, it's tough because he's two years older in this growth period. With weapons, I'm pretty confident, but with boulders it's not a way for kids to fight.
When Miss Micah looks at me and whispers, Jikil's line of curses gets worse. [M] Then, Miss Micah's face became more steep.
"I'll complain!
"Well, Micah, don't worry about it."
Try to calm down, but humans are more noble creatures if that calms them down.
Rather, I smile bitterly at Miss Micah, who seems angry at me.
"Yes, Micah, suddenly, it's a problem."
Heh?
I shocked him, but that's the aim, so I read the problem in a surprise state.
"True strength of bravery, false strength of barbarism. What does that mean?"
"Eh? Um, uh... I'm sure it was in the temple book..."
"Yes, that's the direction."
It is a word made from the anecdote of the dragon god, which can be exalted with the god of war, among the three pillars of the temple.
Ryujin said, strength has courage and brutality. Dragon God, to speak of the difference, the brave shall know the claws. All the barbarians know is to strike with their nails. True strength is in courage, and barbaric strength is the manifestation of weakness.
"Strength has courage and barbarity," he said, replacing it with a modern language that is easy to understand. A brave man does not wave violence, but a barbarian does naughty and hurts his surroundings. True strength refers to being brave, and barbaric strength is the reverse of weakness. "
The proverb that came out of it was "true strength, false strength barbarity." Miss Micah has been studying these literary rhetoric lately.
"Ah, okay! That's... eheheheh, is that what you mean?
Looking back at the meaning of the words, she seemed to have understood my intentions and Miss Micah smiled in a good mood.
If you put it bluntly, they're barbaric, so let them go. Yeah, yeah, we laugh and nod, and then we walk straight to church.
I haven't solved it, but I'm glad I didn't have to do something nasty with a rare book.
It seems that it was too early to say so. I saw signs of people moving behind me, so looking back, Jikil had just picked up a stone.
Imagine what that behavior means, and a cold will flows into my thinking circuit. In general, they would call this murderous intent.
Pushing the book aggressively against Miss Micah, I step forward to serve as her shield.
"I don't suppose you're going to throw it."
"Are you complaining?
Certainly. I don't know why you don't like me so much, but I will never forgive you if you hurt the book.
Once things have started, try to persuade Micah to keep the book alive and try not to do so.
"I declare. If you use it, you will be judged to have waged any kind of war, and we will attack you thoroughly with all kinds of weapons and tools."
I'll use a lot of stronger words to mislead people into believing that I'm beyond their control.
"Again, I'm going to attack you thoroughly. Whether it's a spear, a trap, or a poison, it keeps attacking in every way, for years, decades. If you throw that stone now, I won't forgive you for the rest of your life."
When I mentioned the method of attack, did you remember that I was at the mercy of the hunter, Jikil?
Keep an eye on it for a while, make sure there is no movement, and turn your back.
I think if you keep staring, they will run away, but it feels troublesome to hunt them down and pull them away from me afterwards. The biggest factor is to evacuate the books indoors as soon as possible.
As Miss Micah was hardened, she was pulling her hand towards the church, and she murmured as she lay face down.
"Ah, thank you, Ash-kun... for protecting me."
"I did what I had to do."
That beekeeping book is a very valuable resource.