A wall over twenty meters high, surrounding the King's capital. At the top of it, a passage is provided, which, like the walls of the castle, circles the king's capital.
If you go up this aisle, open to the citizens, and face north, you will see the mountains coloured with red leaves.
I was now at the foot of the mountains, on the southern slope of the most Wangdu neighborhood.
"This field is planted with three varieties of grapes"
Describing next to me is a little middle-aged woman with a thick book in her hand. She is in charge of real estate at the Merchant Guild and guides me through 'My Moving Destination Candidates'.
(Nice view)
Dozens of trees planted without rows and one rope stretched from row to row along the row, just a little higher than my head.
The way you stretched the twill along the rope was as if the trees were holding hands together. The house of grapes hanging in front of you is often fat and the colors vary from black, purple and green depending on the row.
"Below the slopes are the breweries and warehouses"
The real estate aunt points to a sturdy building on a stunning roof, made of stone and wood. Standing up along the hill is a unique brewing odor.
Beyond the brewery and warehouse, the flatlands expand, and further behind it you can see the king's capital.
(Golem carriage is about enough)
Rubbing his jaw with one hand, I think.
From where I now live to the pleasure district, five minutes walk. Time alone will not make much difference, but some examinations at the gate, and some hassles to keep the carriage.
(Hmm)
As for me using up my strength in a whorehouse and walking down the street fluttering every night, I don't think it's a very good environment.
After crouching down and sneaking up on the beans, I turn my face to my real estate aunt.
"Now we'll show you to the next property"
Enough here already, I guess that's what you guessed. Mouth to mouth, the real estate aunt walks out and heads to the golem carriage that was parked outside the field.
When I got in the back seat, I closed the door and she went up to your podium and waved the reins.
"I'll be here"
After about half an hour, my real estate aunt opened the door for me, and I'm going down.
From Wang Du to Zhenxi, this is also about enough for a golem carriage. In front of you are stone walls about three metres high that extend long to the left and right and heavy wooden doors provided on the walls.
Weeds coming out from under the door, like pubic hair sticking out of your pants. As my aunt struggled to open the door, I frowned at the sight in the back.
"That's rough enough"
On one side. Anyway, grass trees stretch all you want. According to the flyers, they should be wide enough to beat the vineyards, but their gaze barely passes.
What is hard to see is a bungalow building integrated with the wall in front of it and a trail with bricks that disappear into the back.
"It's been a few years since the administrator's gone."
A middle-aged woman who looks at weeds and weeds far beyond our heights and answers without changing her face.
He said it used to be the Baron's garden, but it has been abandoned since because the house was torn down in 'Second Prince's coup attempt'.
Apparently this building is the only one regularly cleaned.
(If people don't live in the house, they can't do it.)
A dwelling is a rapid deterioration when there is no more entry or exit. And once it's damaged, it takes a lot of work to get it back.
(In order to maintain its value as a real estate, you have to clean it.)
Convinced, I turn to the black space behind the grounds, ahead of the weed cut.
(Is that the pond that was written on the flyer)
They must have dug it as part of the garden, big enough to call it a swamp. Me and Dangolow made it in the garden forest, but I just can't do this size.
(Only there high score)
Dig the ground with your heels (heels) as you nod, drop the beans in your back hand and bury them again.
"I understand the situation. Next please."
My statement concludes the tour here. The rest is Wang Douchi, so we head east on the Golem carriage.
Then he hung up until evening and looked around.
Gentle sunset, after noon in autumn.
A three-story luxury collective home on the corner of Middletown southeast of Wangdu Central Square. In that three-story corner room, a window was opened following the curtain.
Nice weather, nice wind.
Sleeping beauty in pyjamas, stretching out looking at the high clouds floating in the blue sky. Even when it comes to pajamas, it is a thin white coat similar to a white shirt, underneath which is underwear.
She's Tauro's, "Exploded Bottom Sister". I just woke up yesterday because it was a working day for a reduced whorehouse up to once a week and I worked until the date changed.
(Won't stretch.)
Drop your eyes into the flower pot placed by the window as you exhale the air you inhale into a rich, well-shaped cup of chest.
It grows there with seven or eight lustrous leaves, a tree as thick as straw. Would the height be enough to spread the palm all over the cup?
"Ambrosia"
It is a young tree that plans to wear legendary fruit, which is the main ingredient of Elixir. I don't mind until I sprout from the seed I planted, but it only grows slowly after.
On the contrary, for a time, all the leaves have fallen and are about to wither away.
(Huh!)
At the next moment, like the woman who appears in the rise of the epoch, the exploding bottomed sister who holds her abdomen down and kneels in.
It was the organs that nurtured the next generation of life, equipped only by women, that issued the alarm in the form of a sweet tremor.
(Why are you here)
The staring tip is the flower garden under your eyes. There stood a thirty indestructible man, who could also be her natural enemy, with a familiar middle-aged woman.
(He was indeed a merchant guild and should have been in charge of real estate)
When I rented this place, it was she who handled it. And the flower garden is a merchant guild managed vacant lot.
Flowers are planted in luxury residential areas.
(... it's possible)
Exploding bottomed sister, who had something meshing in her brain, spares her time doing herself and wears a hooded coat to keep her awake.
And as he slipped his foot into the sandal, he hurried to the flower garden.
(Sounds like I can hear you somehow)
A Merchant Alliance golem carriage, parked in a vacant lot. Hooded Exploded Dressed Bottom Sister leans into its shadow and pretends to love flowers to clear her ears.
"This is just land, but there's a room right around the corner to let you in. Why don't you live there and make this your home garden?"
A middle-aged woman is selling. As I thought, Doctor Slime is going to buy or rent this land.
(Exactly what I thought)
I guess I'm going to plant something and grow it.
Other people in Ambrosia bring more high-quality fruits and vegetables than I've ever seen. If he wants land, I just think so.
Thirty Road men, after a little thought, look around at the surrounding buildings and open their mouths.
"Is it okay to transplant a tree? If it's big, it's about the height of the bungalow roof, so it could affect the sun."
A Merchant Guild real estate representative answers to that, 'If it's not on the north side of the property, it won't be a problem'. I guess I got interested, the middle-aged woman asked what tree it was.
"There are some, but a lot of them are fruit trees"
(Fruit trees!)
In response, you're struck like a lightning strike, Explosion Bottom Sister.
(Ambrosia? Are you bringing Ambrosian trees here?... Wait, I didn't decide to be Ambrosia)
A woman in a hooded coat sitting back beside a carriage, desperately stopping at the feeling of her horizons narrowing at once, 'This is not good'.
(But what tree, then? And where are you going to bring it from?)
But from the sea of thought that fell once, I can hardly float.
That's why she didn't notice. At the end of the meeting, Tauro asked me to come back to the carriage.
"... Um, what are you doing?
I raise my face to the voice of a man who is very unspeakable.
I guess I found out it was me. There was the face of Doctor Slime who, once surprised, had the next strange look on his face.
(It melts!
This is not consciousness, but the reaction of your exploding bottom sister's body. The feeling made to remember in every battle makes the spine sweetly paralyzed to the tailbone.
"Shit, it's not. I was just taking a walk and looking at the flowers"
But suppressing it with reason, the explosion-bottomed sister who, when she rises, justifies herself in a hurry. She doesn't even know what's 'different' herself.
I felt a suspicious glance from a middle-aged woman standing behind me and hurriedly took the hood to reveal herself.
"... We're out of time. That said, you lived around here."
The look of a real estate agent changes from being directed at a suspicious person to being shown to a customer, and the little middle-aged woman bows her head as she greets her.
Safe explosive bottom sister, but questioned Tauro's gaze as if admiring the painting.
(... Ah!
I put aside a little while to understand what I am now.
What I'm wearing is a coat that I just grabbed. Instead of staying up and making up, I haven't even done my hair.
If I had done my hand to my fearful head, I would have had a brilliant bedtime.
"Then that's what I'm talking about!
When I blush my face in an instant, I put my hood back on and run out in sandals. Behind that, a distracted real estate aunt and a thirty way man with arms and nodding over and over again.
Let's hear Tauro's, heart's voice here.
(Sleep tight explosion bottoming sister?)
White shirt under a woven coat and a good scent rising from the open chest.
Always put together an aura of "The Woman Who Can" without gaps. Her, "Slumpy and Alarmed Daily" appearance is fresh and truly wonderful.
(Saw good stuff)
That was the reason for the snort.
A pleasant neighborhood in Wangdu, surrounded by a brighter light than noon at night in autumn.
A short walk south of the boulevard running east and west in the middle of it, I was walking up the outer stairs of a partially three-story building by myself.
"I'm home."
When you open the doorway on the top floor, in front of you, the five-year-old larvae and dangouts of the magpie butterfly. They perceived my signs and waited.
"All right, quick debriefing."
Lift the two of them up and move to the living room. Place it next to the turtle that was there and we'll talk about the real estate property we've been looking at today.
"First of all, it's a wine farm in the northern hills. It looks pretty, but I don't think it suits us."
Though the sun was good, the water was low anyway. The rain seems to be enough, and there is no pond.
"Making a new pond would be difficult on a well-drained slope"
Zaratan, king of the pond, in the words he went on, gives a sinister atmosphere.
Why did the guild leader say 'best recommendation' for such a place? Probably because I call myself a pharmacist.
"Potion making and liquor making"
Seeing as the technology was close, I must have thought that the furnished brewing facility could be used. Or maybe he tried to make me some wine.
"No knowledge, no skill."
I can make potions thanks to root magic (acacic magic) lent to me by mysterious stone statues.
If you activate this, you can create a bottle-by-bottle potion from the universe.
"How about you guys?
Ask him if he can make wine, and Imoske and Dangolow can shake his body left and right, and Zaratan can pull his head in a little.
If we continue to hire this farm worker, we will be able to do so. But then, we can't move the garden forest here.
(If you were a magician living on Zaratan's back, you would have been different)
I think I'm seeing the ruins of a building, on the back of a long-lived tortoise.
It was written in a black cover book that Zalatan gave me, but the magician was also lent root magic (acacic magic), like me.
(The upper limit is D-rank, but you could have used all the magic.)
And the daily usage is once for D, three times for E, and six times for F.
I can use S, A and B the same number of times, but in this world it's too broken to be used. If it had activated "The Magic S-Rank of Making Alcohol" or something like that, a wine would have appeared that emitted enough light to burn your eyes.
(If I drink it, I'm going to die)
Instead of the flesh, the soul cannot stand it, and it will be completely extinguished? Imagine me shrugging my shoulders.
(Well, I don't know if there's such magic)
Regardless of the number of times, he was definitely an all-powerful sorcerer. Even the elves, who excelled in magic, would not be able to shoulder to shoulder.
Hundreds of years ago, but that's why he was given the title 'Honorary Elf' by the Elves.
(Apparently, he was pleased.)
Zaratan told me. But I don't have that kind of purity when I'm in total elf distrust.
"You're inferior, but you're the only one I can treat as a little under the Elves."
Because it's about them, I think it's like this. The 'honor' I put on my head also means' be honored ', which probably doesn't mean' above the elves'.
By the way, Zaratan said he didn't speak to his friend's friendship because he wasn't as annoyed by the Elves as he was at the time.
"The next thing I did was go to the west garden. Bobo like an untreated body hair, but the sun wasn't too bad, and most importantly, there was a big pond."
I'll change my mind and talk about the next property.
I've been checking the area, but all I know is this much. Ask the plants if there is anything they want to hear. Ask Imosuke and Dangolo, who knows what the soil tastes like.
"What about the seriousness?
"Have you been lying?
What the two say is, 'If it sprouts, the surrounding situation will pass on to Imosuke' beans.
"I've sown it all over the place."
I got up early on purpose and picked it in the morning. There's no reason to forget.
There seems to be nothing else, so we talk about the property in King's Town that then headed.
"It's not bad, but it's narrow."
Of course, there are many times more garden woods now. Still, once you see the expansive landscape of the suburbs, you feel inadequate.
(And you're narrow, the rent is high)
Large and cheap, suburban land. The downside would still be that my commute time would be extended.
I rely on street stalls for dinner, but this one can be done in Wang Du before I go home, so I'm fine.
With that in mind, I will talk about a vacant space that is a flower garden and a house with a garden.
"That's all it was in the flyer, but you had one other unusual property. The place is southwest of here. Faced by the walls, it's the most corner of downtown."
Rough all-you-can-eat vacant land surrounded by high slab walls. When I walked past in the Golem carriage, I noticed the 'No Entry, Merchant Guild' sticker and asked my real estate aunt.
"They had a pretty big house built originally, but it exploded a while back, and then it went on fire. After it burned down, there was a big hole in the ground."
To three people who show interest, I carry on the word.
"I lived at the time with one borrower elf and two people who lived together"
Two of the people were out on the job and safe, but the elf woman suffered a major burn and was picked up by her companions living in the Wang capital, apparently.
(But it's unusual for an elf to live with people)
Besides, while the others live in luxury residential areas, she's the only one downtown. Maybe there was some kind of situation.
The incident happened, by the way, a while before I went to the elf whorehouse to beat him up. Around whether he attended the Pilot's School or was hired by the Merchant's Guild.
"The cause is still unknown. That's why they're creepy, and they don't have borrowers. So if I choose, they'll make it extremely cheap."
It seems that rainwater accumulates in the hole that was made of the explosion, and they are having trouble being the source of mosquitoes in the summer.
As a merchant guild, if living allows people to get their hands on it, I guess it's just enough.
"Hmm."
"Not good."
Because of the word elf, an unpleasant wave arrives from Imosque and Dangolow.
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna borrow it."
I don't have any advantages other than cheap, and I don't have a house left, so I have to start where I build it.
In the end, the day's conclusion was as planned: 'Wait for information from the beans'.