"This is where the nobles live."
I've been on my first journey in my life.
That said, unlike the trip of the previous life, it wasn't that far away.
But it took longer than I thought.
There is no way to get around like a car or a Shinkansen.
Get in the wagon pulled by the Service Beast and follow the bumpy path.
Maybe it hasn't gone that far even after a few days of travel.
The village where I was born and raised was near a vast forest, and there was a city where nobles lived three days south of it.
There is a house of nobility on a small, high hill that seems to be just a little uplifted, around which there is a city.
The city is surrounded by brick walls.
Apparently it's a castle wall city.
You're quite a crowd.
"Oh, look over there."
I see the merchant pointing that way.
It only looks like there are walls.
But the walls seemed relatively new to me.
"You're just buying bricks because you need them. That's why."
The peddler says he's rebuilding some of the walls that surround the city.
They're partially demolishing it, expanding the city, and building new walls.
Some bricks seem to be reused, but they were still overwhelmingly short of bricks.
That's why I bought it to make up for the lack of bricks.
"I wonder if there's going to be any more special needs?
I see. However, you can still make bricks in this corner. It won't be profitable to bring bricks from afar in a while. "
I see.
Does that mean that it will be difficult to make profits from bricks as before?
Then we need to put together a good deal with this nobleman.
I regained my temper looking at the walls.
"It's Raymond, the Fontana house slayer. Thank you very much."
The next day I came to offer my servant beast to the noble Fontana family.
I have come to the center of the city to achieve my purpose.
But unlike my expectations, I didn't go to the nobles' house.
I am here because I was in a square in front of the stables, far from the aristocracy.
Well, if you think about it, it might be obvious.
Horse-type service beasts have large bodies.
There was no way that such a creature could suddenly pass through the hall where the nobles lived.
To put it further, I never met the lord of the nobles, who was the top of the list.
We don't have to go out of our way to meet peasants or merchants.
Raymond, one of our main men, seems to be responding.
The pedestrian side also wanted to make connections with the aristocrats, and didn't seem to want to meet the aristocrats directly.
When I glanced at the side of my face, I looked nervously, and the edge of my mouth rose slightly.
"Hmm. As I was told in advance, this beast is likely to be able to ride."
"Yes, that's right. I think it would be okay to put on your armor and ride in good shape. I would definitely like you to use this service beast with Fontana, and it's up to you to join these people."
"Hmm. One of them looks like a child...."
"Yes, in fact, this Ars is the one who raised this beast. It is the father who is next."
I see. If that's true, we'll be able to continue producing this beast for a long time. "
"Yes, this beast is called Valkyrie. I would love permission to produce and sell this Valkyrie."
I heard Raymond and the merchant talking, kneeling to the ground.
But when I heard the story, I almost stuck my mouth in it.
Valkyrie was the first name given to a child, but not a species name.
However, the merchant introduced the name Valkyrie to Mr. Raymond as referring to the beast I grew up with.
By the way, the real Valkyrie is on the lookout in the village.
He's my partner, so I can't sell him.
This time I brought three Valkyrie Juniors to this city to offer them.
Well, that's fine.
It's going to be a little confusing, but that's all I'm talking about.
It won't be that much of a problem.
That's what I was thinking as I listened.
"Okay, that's good. I'll issue you a permit later. I'll let Fontana know."
"Ah, thank you."
"Good, good luck in the future."
"Yes, sir."
"But maybe this Valkyrie can't be used in battle."
"Eh? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
"The horns on my head are in the way. This will shake the good stuff. Hey, anybody home?
Ha.
Cut off the horns of this beast.
"Yes, sir."
No, wait a minute.
What the hell is this?
Are you going to suddenly injure the Servant Beast you gave away?
The two horns, the biggest characteristic of the beast I grew up with, are cut off while I look stunned.
I had no choice but to keep it quiet.