Hakai no Miko

"Again?!"

The anger of the Ethereal Horse burst into Eldore's Royal Palace.

In this age, when kings are considered absolute power, people are as good as they can be said to be soft rather than warm. It is rare for such a pale horse to absurd his voice. It would also be natural that many of those who served in the royal palace doubted their ears first.

But there was no reason for the Ethereal Horse to yell either.

Once again, the news jumped in that Solon had caused a disturbance.

Recently, "I wondered if this would happen," he said, thanks to the addition of several elf female officers who Eladia had educated to be able to assist him in his administration, which had also somewhat reduced the burden on the Ethereal Horse.

To this consideration, the Ethereal Horse was so unwittingly tempted to worship at Eladia's feet.

But there are never many affairs that elf women can take over their shoulders. This is a time when prejudice against men, women and the fae is still deeply ingrained. Even in Michena, there was all that rebellion. Not to mention the elf ladies who have been sex slaves in the past, which can cause disturbances that don't come from the good if they don't stand out much. In the end, the Ethereal Horse's intense duties remained unchanged.

If I came to such a place and was once again heard that Solon had caused a commotion, I couldn't help but be angry with the Ethereal Horse.

"Shemr! Grab a rope and come with me!

If this time you are joking about a disturbance, I will no longer forgive you. As Shemr hopes, I will tie him up with rope and feed him to the wolves of the plains.

He was an Ethereal Horse headed where Solon was with such swordswallowing determination, but the sight of the disturbance he actually saw was not what Ethereal Horse expected.

"Kid! Help me! They're gonna kill me!"

If you admit what you look like, speak up pitifully and ask for help. Solon is what was envisaged. But it wasn't the Dwarves chasing that solon around.

"Dear Father-in-law! Please don't run away!

"I'm running away! Are you telling me to die?!"

"It's not! So, father-in-law, don't run away!

It was Michena, Solon's adopted daughter, who was chasing Solon around.

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"Do you know how Master Soma bleaches cloth?

When asked why the Ethereal Horse, who managed to calm down the two disturbed, caused such a commotion, Michena abruptly cut it out that way.

The Ethereal Horse does not know the intent of Michena's question and asks the other way around.

"Bleaching has even stained important clothes?

Often, silence fell between them.

Apparently, I didn't think Ethereal Horse would understand without explaining it from the beginning. Michena coughed one up before speaking out.

"Do you remember that Soma built a spinning and weaving factory for the work of widows (kafu) and wounded soldiers?

The Ethereal Horse nodded naturally and showed it.

The first enforced by the Ethereal Horse to comfort the people of the Holmeer Country, who have become new subjects, is a remedy for the socially weak, such as widows and former soldiers whose labor is no longer suitable (I wonder) due to the loss of good men who are workers as a result of the war.

And as one of its remedies, Aoima had built a large spinning and weaving mill that would serve as a working gateway for widows and former soldiers.

In this era, cloths with a wide range of uses, such as clothing, bandages and packaging, are more valuable than modern people think. As you can see, in ancient Japan, we were forced to pay cloth instead of exempting labor from paying taxes.

Rural women were also familiar laborers such as spinning yarns from hemp, cotton, and beast hair as a side business, and earning income by selling woven cloths.

Sometimes the subjects to be put to work were mainly widows, and spinning and weaving, which was less resistant to them and more likely to be in sufficient demand as a commodity, was just the best way to combat work.

It was from the reflection of the case of a widow in distress by the spread of a grain shedding machine who was subjected to private imprisonment by the villagers that the spinning and weaving started by Aoima as a measure of the widows' work from the time of the Bornis rule was carried out on an even larger scale in this Eldorian country.

In addition, to avoid competing with existing rural by-products, the cloth was now consolidating its position as an important Eldorian export alongside soap and whiskey, as it used flax-like plants, which through Joash were deliberately used as raw materials for luxury cloth taken from foreign countries, and further exported the bulk of the produced cloth outside the country.

"The cloth that has just been made is still dirty with a mixture of different colors of the fiber itself that has become the material. If you are a commoner, you use it as a cloth, but you must bleach it if it is to be wholesaled to a merchant."

To Michena's explanation, the Ethereal Horse understood "I see".

To process the cloth into clothes, etc., it must be stained. However, I could also imagine the Ethereal Horse to the point where the staining would be uneven if the colour had arrived on the yarn itself that would be the material.

"And it's that way of bleaching, but first put the cloth on plenty of water. Then you can put ashes in there."

"Ashes?!"

Suddenly the pale horse raised her vegan voice to the bleaching method she had not anticipated. Besides, Michena nods cocklessly to show.

"That's right. What ashes to use and how to blend them are artisan secrets, but they put ashes in anyway and leave them for days"

The Ethereal Horse snapped his neck to see what it would be like to put ash in it.

Speaking of which, I remember hearing stories about ash being alkaline, as used to neutralize acidic soils. The Ethereal Horse convinced himself that maybe that would have some effect.

But once again, I raise my surprise at Michena's next word.

"Next, beat it with a wooden stick after washing it thoroughly"

"Do you slap?!"

If I tap it with a wooden stick, the fiber will be damaged.

Michena explains to the pale horse who brings such a question mark to mind.

"Yes. They said that doing so would take away fine trash and stuff. Wash again and again with more clean water to remove fine debris"

While finely crushing the debris tangled in the fiber, I guess I'll knock it out with impact. The Ethereal Horse was relieved that it could be understood.

But it is also between the bundles.

"Then we soak it in the milk of a rotten cow."

"Ku, rotten milk?!"

Beating with ash and sticks is understandable somehow.

But just as rotten milk is unexpected. What are you gonna do, stink the cloth?

Even though the Ethereal Horse is bewildered, he goes on to explain Michena even more.

"After that, wash with water. Wash over and over again. Wash even until the color drops"

The Ethereal Horse has been a jerk in the number of processes.

"Right. That's what I'm doing..."

"No. The hardest part is going to be"

The Ethereal Horse says, "Huh?" He opened his mouth like a fool.

"Next, I'll expose you to the sun"

"On a daily basis?," asks the Ethereal Horse in return.

"Yes. Occasionally, I even expose myself to the sun while watering it to keep it dry"

"Uh... how long?

When the pale horse asks even as she has a bad feeling, Michena answers with a face up.

"That depends on the weather. Winter months when the sun becomes weaker naturally take that long. We're going to expose it to the sun in the first place, so not unless it's clear. If rainy or cloudy weather continues, it will take even longer. They're going to repeat these series of tasks over and over again until they reach a satisfactory bleaching."

The Ethereal Horse flashed.

I only thought that if I removed the fiber from the plant, I would yarn it later and weave the cloth.

Michena approaches the Ethereal Horse zucchingly, pointing to the exposed powder on her desk and sodium hypochlorite.

"But with this, it won't be long."

"In a moment?

Pressed by temper but confirmed by the Ethereal Horse, Michena affirmed.

"Yes. - Now the craftsmen are in the research phase on which processes they can use this and which can be omitted again, but it's a huge effect and a shortening of the process anyway. With this, you'll clean up the cloth in the warehouse waiting for the occasional bleaching now and then"

In this era, it is a series of tasks carried out by a single farmer or specialist cloth maker to remove and spun fibers from plants and weave cloths with their yarns.

However, since spinning and weaving in the Eldor country was not uncommon remedy for weak widows and wounded servicemen lacking limbs, the division of work had been carried out on its own, resulting in large-scale industrialization. In addition, the mechanization powered by water trucks, bull horses, etc. recommended by Ethereal Horse was applauded there, and the production of cloth in Eldor was enough to overwhelm other countries.

However, the mass-produced cloth will also have to bleach to ship in that way. However, because the bleaching would take as much effort and time as Michena had said earlier, there was a massive accumulation of cloth waiting for the bleaching, which was compressing the warehouse.

Plus Michena says with heat in her words.

"And the whiter the cloth, the more valuable it is."

This was because white was thought to be clean and white or a color that showed cleanliness and nobility. It was also thought that just placing a white cloth on the wound would prevent putrefaction, and that wearing white clothes would even repel the disease. For this reason, pure white cloth was rarer in the centre of the continent than in those of high stature.

"And with this, it will be bright and white like never before. It's also a surprising whiteness"

Michena even said something as if it were some laundry bleach commercial.

Soon the Ethereal Horse realizes what Michena is trying to say.

"... I mean, can you sell it high?

Michena nodded firmly.

"Yes, you can sell for many times the higher price you've had before. but the tail makes money on the tail. You can save money on your warehouse, and if it sells high, it's a good thing."

It was the Ethereal Horse and Michena who had been staring at each other for a long time, but they turned to Solon when they laughed niggardly, as they had indicated.

"Wait a minute, kid. It's poisonous, isn't it? If you smoke, you're gonna die. I thought you told me to make that?!"

Solon panicked when he felt himself in danger. I let my gaze wander trying to find a way out, but Ethereal Horse and Michena masterfully work together to block that way out. And they jizzed Solon to the wall.

"Dear father-in-law," said Michena.

"Mr. Solon," said the Ethereal Horse.

To Solon, who closes his escape route and loses his complexion. The two smiled nicely, saying with a different accent.

"" Please make this ""

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After this, following the study and trial and error of Solon, a factory for the manufacture of the exposed powder and sodium hypochlorite, which will be the first in the continent of Cerdeas, will be built in the Eldor country.

The white Eldorian cloth, bleached with exposed powder and sodium hypochlorite made there, was rare as the finest and spread throughout the continent as well as in the western region.

Spinning and weaving in the Eldor country also develops exponentially when sulphuric acid is found to be even more efficient in later years instead of rotten milk. Such spinning and textile development will bring tremendous wealth to the Eldorian countries through the export of cloth.

In addition, the impact of such developments does not remain just that.

The cloth produced in large quantities made it inexpensive for the common people to have clothes that had previously been considered for a lifetime, and it was also natural for even the less wealthy common people within Eldor to own a few clothes for the season.

The loosening of such garments was to give the point of view of beauty to garments that until now had only served as a protective device to protect the skin from the cold and minor dangers of everyday life for ordinary people.

This has led to the explosive development of an unparalleled culture of clothing in the Eldor country, which later sweeps the entire continent.

Spring on such a sign of the future, Aoima, who returned to the royal palace after inspecting the vibrant spinning and textile mills, took a trip to the chemistry lab on a whim.

Since solons are busily killed by the mass production of exposed powders and sodium hypochlorite, indoors the clean-up of chlorine gas occurrence accidents is left unattended, unlike a few months ago.

Inside the chemical laboratory, where window panels and glass fragments remained scattered, a peek into the pot, which had likewise been forgotten to be cleaned up, left only a few white crystals at the bottom with moisture evaporated and left behind. Keep your nose close to it and you'll have a faint chlorine odor.

"Sodium hypochlorite, hydrochloric acid…"

Oh, my God, the Ethereal Horse spilled a bump.

What comes to mind is the news of a family fatality that I saw on TV when I was in modern Japan.

But he shook his neck left and right as soon as he had a hazy face. Then I smile bitterly.

"Totally. What the hell am I thinking"

So blurry the Ethereal Horse walked away from the laboratory as if fleeing the idea.

And the lab where no one is anymore.

Out of nowhere, I could hear Couscous and the girl sneaking and laughing.

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Future generations chemist Mark Randy writes of this series of events in his book, The Chemical History of the Continent of Cerdeas:

"On this day, the Son of Destruction, Soma Xaki, was a vegetable of the Mother Sea if she slept, and also an important element in supporting the lives of the animals, but once (once) she unleashed it, she corroded the metal and unleashed the terrible demons that took the life of the creatures".