Isekai Ryouridou

When the sun was about midway between dawn and Jomtien - for a physical sense, 9: 00 in the morning.

Wearing a perfectly dry t-shirt under my vest, I decided to loosen up and head over to Luu's settlement.

There are several routes to get down from the forest side settlement to the lodging town.

The only routes I have actually followed on my own feet are the route through the suspension bridge of terror, which is closest to Fa's house, and the route which is closest to Lew's house.

With the most recent route, you can go down to the lodging town in less than an hour on foot.

However, since there is a suspension bridge in between, it is not possible to use Totos.

If it's a close route to the Lou family, it'll take nearly two hours on foot. Because it's an hour to the Lew family, and four or fifty minutes from there to the Inn Town.

However, using Totos would make it possible to drastically reduce that time.

Every day I followed, I was also able to drive my luggage, and now I was able to reach the lodging town in just about forty minutes.

Most importantly, if you're going the most recent route on foot, it's an hour, so in that sense, it's only been 20 minutes, which shortening. but still, until now, they carried huge amounts of luggage manually, so it was not even comparable in the sense of a reduction in effort.

Until now, Vina-Lou was given a lift to Fa's house every day to carry it.

Its effectiveness is immense because you can get two hours of round-trip work for another job.

Those two hours, of course, I decided to have them at the bottom of "Giva Burger".

Even on the day Vina-Lou went down to town, it went hand in hand with the step of getting Raina-Lou to baton touch and work on it in conjunction with the Poitan baking task that Sheila-Lou originally had.

If I may make a further point, it has also been possible to secure, albeit only marginally, two working hours for the two people who have until now been heading directly from the Lew family to the Accommodation Town.

Even forty minutes from Pha's house, and twenty minutes from Lew's house, until Totos arrives in the lodging town.

If it is on foot, it will take four or fifty minutes on the road, so the time will float for two or thirty minutes. Think back and forth, less than an hour in a day. This floating time can also be assigned to another job.

Anyway, because the working conditions connected to the Lou family were strictly arranged only for detention time, the time would have to be spent in Fa's house without excess, and Mother Meer Ray had pressed me to be careful.

This excess time was also used to assist you, and if you need more manpower or time, you decided to spend it picking up firewood.

That's how you rendezvous with the three ladies in the settlement of Luu and go down to town.

Today's members are Raina-Lou, Sheila-Lou and Lara-Lou.

The escorts were, as well as yesterday, Rud-Lu, Sin-Lu, and two boys whose names were unknown to the branch.

The boys in the division are in a luggage car, and Rudd-Lou and Sin-Lou are in formation driving through the Rudd family Tototos, Rudd.

"When it's Jomtien and Asta and the others head to the inn, they say two Ray and Rutim men will come down one at a time to protect them from the stalls"

That's what Raina-Lou told me on the way to Accommodation Town.

A total of eight escorts for each of the four - the same number as when they were on alert for the Zazz-Sung and other raids.

When it comes to being wild, it's wild.

But whatever the unthinkable Cycleus is, I guess this is a necessary measure more than the discovery of the presence of Zida, a boy who burns in revenge against the people by the woods.

But after all, when I arrived in the boarding town and stepped onto the stone streets, I was greeted with more anxiety and vigilance than before.

In the four hunters on the Kamadoku number, the materiality still stands first. More than until yesterday, when only two people, Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou, were escorts, I could feel that they were clearly disturbing people's minds.

All this has to endure, at least until we repair our relationship with Zida.

"Ah, good morning, Milan-Math"

When we arrived at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, Milan-Math was just about to come out of the store.

Milan-Math nods "Oh," and goes around the back of the inn ahead of time. To rent two stalls, I decided to go after them with four people: Raina-Lou, Rud-Lou and Sin-Lou.

"... there was a lodging stop yesterday"

and Milan-Math blushes as he pulls a gobble and a stall from the inside of the fence.

"You sell food to Westwind Pavilion too?

"Huh? That's a story we haven't even confirmed yet."

When I raised my voice of surprise, Milan-Math turned to him, "Well," he said.

"That's what the daughter of Westwind Pavilion said. I'm going to head out to the Grand Tree Pavilion in the South to see how good your cooking is."

"Really? But your husband over there seems to have such a strong aversion to the forest people and Gibba that you still have no idea how to fall."

As I answered, I couldn't help but reveal my thoughts in my chest.

"Besides... if I were to wholesale the food, I wanted to do the job first at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion."

"What?", Milan-Math rounds his eyes like a little.

"What the hell is that joke? Sell your food in my shop, huh?

"Yes, if selling Gibba's food in an inn for the people of the west is the first thing I wanted to do with Kimmus's Tail Pavilion. Of course, there are a lot of customers in the South Dai Tree Pavilion and the Xuan Ong Pavilion, but there are only South and East customers there."

"I don't know. That's probably not why you stick to my shop."

"No. Milan-Math has a lot to take care of, so if you say so, I don't know - because it seems very unethical..."

Milan-Math silenced himself with a bitter face.

Staring back at that face, I repeat the words "but".

"Now I'm also thinking about turning my back on extending my work hand a bit. I can't apologize if deepening our relationship is going to cause disaster."

"What? How much talk with the castle people is not going to get in the way of your business?

To Milan-Math and Dora's father, as well as to commercially connected people like Nair and Naudis, it is in the first stages that we have uncovered why we were to take the escort again.

Even so, it felt dangerous to give the name of Cycleus, so I only give an explanation to the effect that "opinions do not mesh with the people of the castle about the treatment of sinners who vandalized the grace of the forest".

"Until yesterday, that's what I was thinking, but then again, different circumstances came up."

"What. Are you sorry again?

"Yes. This is a story I was originally going to tell Milan-Math as well -"

So I was supposed to talk about Zida, the son of Red Beard Gollum.

Ten years ago, the son of the leader of the bandits, who was supposed to replace the sins committed by the people of the woods, appeared in this Genos burning with vengeance.

This story, too, cannot be spoken of inadvertently because if it spreads poorly, it can enter Cycleus' ears.

But I was thinking that I should only tell Milan-Math.

Milan-Math was also a clean associate in relation to the incident.

"The Red Beard Party? I miss you so much."

Milan-Math snaps grumpy, putting his short, thick arms in front of his chest.

"But you don't have to lose yourself for such a raw man. If you don't have a dark spot behind you, why shouldn't you keep working with your chest up?

"There's no darkness behind it, but it's true that some of the people by the woods have sinned"

"The sinners were judged. Who wants more punishment from you?

With that said, Milan-Math looked around not only at me, but also at Raina-Lou and the others.

"By and large, ten years ago, I wonder if you were all drooling children? Can I blame you for what happened a long time ago?... and the Zida kind of guy came at me without question, did you say?

"Yes, sir"

"That's not how much people around the woods are allowed to do because they hate them. The father who was treated like a thief would be mourning the untimely death of his son in heaven."

Milan-Math seemed a lot angry.

But I guess only Milan-Math deserves to be angry at the behavior of a boy named Zida, I guess.

Milan-Math even endured that sad fate while losing an equally important family.

"Anyway, leave that to the guards. Besides, there wouldn't be a big idiot in the middle of the lodging town that would attack the inn. If you imitate that, you'll be skewered by the guards."

"Yes...... but how about Milan-Math then?

"Yeah?"

"Is it possible to have my dishes handled in Kimmus's Tail Pavilion? I don't care about the boy named Zida, but I was hoping to wholesale food before Westwind Pavilion, or at least at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion in the same period."

Milan-Math has made his mouth a letter to.

And I say, "You can't do it," I say.

"Can't you..."

"Naturally. If I handled your dishes at our store, I wouldn't be able to sell any of the other dishes, would I? I can't do such a dangerous business."

"Yeah? But if they were guests of the people of the West, they wouldn't all eat Giva's food, would they?

"Still, if I ate your dish once, I wouldn't even look forward to what I or my daughter would cook. In the first place, we're not a restaurant that sells food."

Milan-Math has lost his wife early, so the quality of the dishes has been reduced in The Tail Pavilion of Kimus than in any other inn - and Camua did state so.

I'll hold my fist and say what I want.

"Then - should I be the cook's guide?

Milan-Math opened his eyes like it was now time to look up.

"Excuse me. It could be a huge bump offer - and I don't know how much you can do to me that I've never even dealt with Kimmus or Karon, but still maybe I can help you a little bit"

"Well, I don't have that much to take care of you! Or are you going to pay for it?

"You can't pay for that. But if that makes it possible for you to handle Giva's cooking even at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, it's a fine business for me too. … and I may repay you for all your help."

"I don't remember taking any special care of you or anything!

"Really? Then Milan-Math was helping us unconsciously."

I let my mouth down naturally.

Milan-Math is going to look so bitter.

"If it works, I think I'll be able to start working on the Great Tree Pavilion in the South early tomorrow. Then you can show your face to Kimmus's Tail Pavilion in your free time, so why don't you try putting me in the kitchen?

"I don't know if I'll even ask my daughter," Milan-Math said after all the worries.

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Two hours before Jomtien - in my physical sense, 10 a.m.

If you rent two stalls and leave Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, the first step is to buy vegetables at Dora's father's outhouse.

"Hey, Asta. Can we still have the usual number today?

"Oh, I no longer need a pra for a while from today. Since the dish to be wholesaled in the" Xuanrong Pavilion "has become a different contribution."

"Oh really? So, minus the pra's share, and..."

Until now, I've been in the middle of business and on my way home, but since I bought the luggage car, I've been able to buy all the ingredients I need at this hour of the morning.

Forty-eight arias and eight tinos for use in street food.

There are 100 arias to use in the cuisine of the inn.

In addition, there are 30 arias, 150 poitanes and 5 tarapas to be used at the bottom for tomorrow's stall.

Even if it's just for Dora's dad's shop, it's going to be so much.

Even after deducting the cost of the pra, the price was 82 red copper coins.

"Hey, because no customer buys so many Aria and Poitans every day. Honestly, we're a lot more nostalgic."

My father said that to me with a smile and a laugh.

Instead, Tara is smiling at me too.

He is a fatter father in a pretty good way and a more idle tara than Limi-Lu, but what it feels like to my eyes when I laugh is quite alike.

"Normally, it's impossible for Aria and Poitan to sell out. Time has passed since the harvest, and when it's time to say it looks like it's going to hurt, you're going to wholesale it to Doug's butcher as caron's bait. In that case, the price will be bought at about half the price, so the last two months have been really long overdue."

"Hey, it's a big help because even this one doesn't have to worry about out of stock....... by the way, is it ok to buy more of all 100 more arias?

"Huh!? You're buying me a lot more than that?

"No, I'm not sure yet. I thought if I could expand my business at the inn, that would be about the number."

Dora's father raised and lowered his thick neck in an impressive manner.

"If that really happened, we might lose one aria to wholesale into a dough bag! Of course, it's very helpful as our store!

"That was good.... Oh, but isn't that going to increase the cost of caron food and consequently even the price of caron meat?

"If it doesn't. We're not the only ones making arias. I wonder if the amount of aria that can be dumped without even selling to the butcher just decreases."

"That's a relief."

Responding while checking the number of arias, his father, who was equally checking the number of copper coins, tilted his neck wonderingly.

"That's how Asta always seems to worry about other stores. If the price of Karon goes up, isn't that more of a gain for Asta selling Giva?

"No. I'm afraid I'm going to be disgusted with those people, like a butcher or some other stall, so I just want to keep doing business in peace."

"Hmm. But if you're in business, it's normal for you to compete, so it doesn't seem like you need to worry about that."

"Oh, I know that's the right idea... but as a forest folk, I don't think I want to buy as much objection as possible."

To this word, your father made a rare and difficult face.

"The Astas are just doing business with dignity. You don't have to worry about anything. All the sinners are gone, too, so I guess we're just gonna roll in the right direction from now on, huh?

I hope so, too.

But at the very least, you'll need to settle your relationship with Cycleus and Zida.

Just having a little trouble replying and I was looking for words, Tara, who was silently watching this interaction, pulled her father's hips "hey".

"I don't know what you're talking about, Asta, but you can't if you're in trouble, Dad."

"No, that's okay, Tara.... Thank you very much, Father"

I didn't say anything to thank you.

Dad waved lightly before finally putting his hand over Tara's head.

Tara grins satisfactorily, though I guess she doesn't understand the conversation.

With my heart warmed by the appearance of my father and daughter, I let the story of yesterday's raid be told only by laying low the unique noun.

Fathers want you to be careful, because someone with a deep grudge against the people of the woods has attacked you since daylight.

"Yeah, well, I guess not many of those guys are still around. This one's gonna be fine, Asta and the others are gonna be the ones to watch out, okay?

I said "thank you" again, and then we left Dad's open shop behind.

As a result, stall commerce began again today.

Reaching the usual space, to the northern end of the outdoor area, only thirty customers were waiting for us today.

Although our store has lost 10 regular customers, 8 architects and a total of 18, we saw no change in momentum first thing in the morning.

"Myrmu Grill" is in charge of me and Lara-Lu, and "Giba Burger" is in charge of Raina-Lu and Sheila-Lu.

This placement has been fundamental since yesterday, as a prep for sooner or later putting the management of 'Gibba Burger' in the hands of the Lew family.

"Speaking of which, Li-Sudra's been helping you with your stall work for about half a month now, right? That guy, he's only been in the stall about half our time, and if he does, he's improving fast."

Lara-Lew mentioned it that way when she managed to take a breath after the first rush of the morning.

"To be clear, I don't think you've lost anything anymore compared to me or my sister Vina. Shouldn't you think about the price?

"Oh well. I switched with Li-Sudra all the time, and I barely saw her working, so I was surprised."

When that happens, Lara-Luu and the others had raised their wages to 1,5 times their initial salary and nine red copper coins, so did Li-Sudra, who had them working on three red copper coins, with 4,5 pieces - a fractional cut, five red copper coins?

"I mean, didn't you say you were going to change your face a little bit because you wanted to turn your earnings around fairly to your little clan?

"Yeah, you are. I was planning on switching to about twenty days apart today, so I guess it's time for a check-up.... Thank you very much, Lara-Lew. I think I've just been trying to develop my dedication lately."

"You're welcome," he shrugged his shoulder, then Lara-Lew said further.

"Then I'll tell you later. Last night, Rimi was making a scene again. Rayna, you're just gonna have to help me with my stall job, 'cause..."

I see. With Vina-Lou's injuries as an opportunity, even Raina-Lou has joined the battle, so that only Limi-Lou, out of the four sisters in the main house of Lou, is in a situation where he can't help commerce the stalls.

"Um, but what do you think? We were originally talking about a hold on Raina-Lou and Rimi-Lou until our relationship with the castle settled. While there's an escort this way, I wonder if there's any danger in asking Limi-Lew?

"Come on? We're all talking about that as Mother Meer Ray.... Well, if you only stay home with your injured sister Vina and Rimi like you did today, I guess you're just supposed to have a little more work to do with Mother Meer Ray and Mrs. Tito Min"

Then should I consult with Mother Meer Ray?

"Oh, but then Limi-Luu might talk to Lara-Luu every other day, but does that matter?

"Fine. Nothing. About every other day.... I enjoy working on the stalls, so I'd like to keep doing it as much as possible."

That being said, Lara-Lew showed more white teeth.

This kind of smile also looks a lot like Rudd-Lou.

At that time - a well-fitted western people stood in front of the stall fluttering.

"Welcome," he says, clapping his mouth.

It wasn't a customer.

"Hey, sounds like you're still thriving today. Doesn't seem to make a difference."

Dark brown hair and beard, bright brown eyes and yellow-brown skin burnt to the sun. A magnificent man who wraps a cloth around his head like a sandy turban, wearing a sleeveless torso and a barrel-shaped foot coat, looking cheerful and luxurious like a relative of a burglar.

The man who rode Camua and Melfried's plans and played head of the Chamber of Commerce - Zashma of The Guardian.

"I've been waiting for you, Zashma. Actually, there's something I need to report."

At a time when Camua and the Late Boy were leaving Genos, this Mitsuhito was in charge of visiting the stalls every morning to see if anything was wrong.

The story was that three Guardians were staying as guests at the Kimmus' Tail Pavilion in case anything happened, but this Mitsujin couldn't take on the role because of his broken face in Milan-Math as well.

"Hmm? Shall we talk in the back of that luggage car then?... Oh, no, because if it moves quickly, it will be obnoxious. You should move in a while."

Leaving it like that, Zashma just walked away.

After more distance from this stall, I guess I'm going to go around in the cluttered woods behind me.

Before they found out Zida existed, the Camuans were also moving in view of the possibility that this stall would be monitored by someone.

"Nah, you're a frigid man. Well, he's one of those frigid blonde guys, so I guess it's natural."

Lara-Luu didn't seem to like Zashma very much.

Well, I guess Keren flavored characters who delight in the role of playing the head of the Chamber of Commerce, etc. don't really fit into the mood of the people by the woods.

I don't think Kamihito resembles Camus.

Zashma didn't feel as good at it as Camus - and instead, it didn't seem to bring together anything like an incredible suction like Camus.

Well, in short, there's no such thing as a strange person as Camus.

"Then I'll leave you here for a little while. Leave a message."

"Yeah. I'm not careful."

Lara-Lew waved me around the back of my luggage.

Sin-Lu, who had refrained there, looks at me strangely.

"That fellow Camus is here, so I'll report yesterday."

"Right," Sin-Lu nods one thing.

There is still a blue mole on that face.

As he deflected with Gilr and Lulu for just one minute, Zashma eventually emerged from the back of the woods, being taken away by a branch boy.

"Asta at Fa's house. This man is a fellow man named Camua-Josh, who states that he promised to exchange words with Asta, but is that the truth?

"Yeah, for sure. Thank you very much for your guidance."

"Um," he says, and only the boy leaves.

"Oh man," Zashma smiled bitterly as she dropped that back off.

"That's a lot of fierce protection. Besides, hunters by the woods are powerful even for such children. The women are beautiful. It feels good to be alone."

I guess it doesn't suit the mood of the folks by the woods to slap that kind of light mouth again.

However, I guess he may be crude and secular, but he's not that bad of a sexually rooted person, either.

"So? What the hell is wrong with you? From what I've seen, don't you think you're doing it peacefully?

I'm going to tell you about yesterday's backdrop again.

Zashma gives an impressive voice as she strokes her burnt cheek into the yang.

"With the son of Red Beard Gollum! Isn't it the advent of a great fate?... but well, it's the mother that the Northern Whirlwind is after. Don't you just have enough errands for your son?"

"Yes, and he seemed rather resentful to the people by the woods"

"Hmm. I wonder if my mother grew up asking me that my father was caught up in a despicable plot. Ten years ago, my son was only about three or four years old."

Then you are younger than me or Sin-Lu.

Sure, that was about the right back length - but I still get chest pains when I wonder if I got caught up in that kind of hatred at such a young age.

Yellow eyes like a carnivore, peeking from beyond the red zabula hair.

That truly had no less fierce glances than a hunter by the woods.

"Zashma. Now if we were to lurk in Genos even to a person named its mother, the actions of the Camuans would be completely wasted. Do you have the means to communicate this fact to the Camuans somehow?

"Hmm. I don't even know if I'll catch up with you if you're going to crush Totos, but it wouldn't make sense to do that. If you can't find your mother, you can't pull back the North Whirlwind and others. That's it, that's it, that's it. Let's just keep searching."

I see. That makes sense, too.

"But you're a Masala hunter... if that's true, this guy is quite a pain in the ass"

To that word, Sin-Luu looked back at Zashma.

Always in the eyes of a deposited cleaver, the hunter's light dwells loosely.

"Let me clasp your mouth from the side. Man to the west, do you know what a Masala hunter is?

"Yeah? Sort of. I've never actually seen it either - Masala is a mountain bouncing tototoss from Genos about three days away. You have a reputation for being an excellent baroque bird caught in Masala."

"Barrowed Birds......"

"Except that the mountain of Masala also inhabits a vicious beast called the Leopard of the Gauje, so hunting for barbars is unlikely in a half-breed hunter. Masala's hunter is finally called the Leopard of Gaujeh by himself."

So you're saying it was that boy's haunted yellow-brown fur cloak that was the hunter's coat for him, after all?

Zashma said even more, looking at the floating Sin-Lu face of a blue mole.

"A leopard in a gauze is a ferocious carnivorous beast about the size of a human being, he said. But if you're thirteen or fourteen, and you have the power to tailor a beast like that, maybe you can make the hunters by the woods bubble."

"Right. … let me tell you a valuable story and thank you"

And, Sin-Lu saluted and clasped his mouth.

Zashma turns back to me as she strokes her cheek again.

"Then I guess it would mean that Gollum's partner and son have been lurking near Masala for the past ten years. So, assuming your partner is still there - it's three days one way to the mountain of Masala, so maybe you won't be able to say that there's a respite in time."

The deadline for the talks is six months later.

If we were to spend six days going back and forth, less than ten days would be free to move - and I'm not sure the Camuans might be going straight for that Masala mountain and do it.

"What should we do?... No, if he shows up before us again, we'd like to uncover a lot of circumstances, not make it rough. Do you have any other hands you can hit?

"I guess it's not called this. If that mother's mood is damaged, the prospect of" Whirlwind of the North "will also be attributed to blisters, so there is nothing else to hold back as calmly as possible.... but the kid got a hand wound, didn't he? It would be a hassle if the guards caught you with that body."

"Is the guard still no good"

"It's terrible. If the Count of the Example were this imaginary person, and the child's qualities were broken, they would either seal his mouth permanently or treat him as a tool to seal his mother's mouth."

Zashma shrugs her thick shoulders as she vomits a disturbing dialogue.

"Well, if that kid is using the inn, he'll get that story in my ear any day. Masala's hunter won't stand a chance."

"Really..."

"Oh. My job is to go out to every inn everywhere every night and drink, and gather information. This might give us a little bit of tension at work."

Thereupon Zashma smiled with evil looks of man.

"Speaking of which, you, how cordial are you with that vegetable sale? Ever since the Sung family's great sinners were killed, I've been bowling in the lodge a lot."

"Huh? Do you mean Dora's father when he sells vegetables?

"I don't even know his name. It's that vegetable guy you stop by every morning."

That can't be anything but Dora's father.

I'm getting a little heart rate.

"What happened to Dora's father? I'm not trying to get him involved in anything crazy."

"Then tell him that.... No, that vegetable dealer just talks about the people by the woods when they show up in inns everywhere like me every night. Those are really pleasant people, the great sinners have already been tried, so there is no sin in those left behind, we should be more grateful to the people by the woods, or something like that."

…………

"Sometimes it was going to work with people who hated the people by the woods, but well so far they didn't even call guards, and they seem to be doing it peacefully.... But is that a man from a farm in the south? Then you wouldn't even have to eat at the inn from the start."

All I got was the words "... is that right".

How the hell am I being helped by Dora's father, Milan-Math and Yumi?

I had to desperately contain the hot stuff I'd been putting up around my chest so Zashma wouldn't notice me laughing sooner.