It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

There is no entrance to the village, go down the road between the farmland cultivated.

Some agricultural land remains weeded.

"I can't believe it, it's time to seed the wheat because it's supposed to be the autumn mouth. Wheat or rye?

"Yes, I heard that 60% wheat and 40% rye are planned this year to avoid handicaps."

"Is that fenced rough farmland a fallow?

"Yes, goats are currently grazing"

"Wouldn't pigs graze?

"Is it a pig? Maintenance in this village is not possible due to the high unit cost. It is also difficult to reproduce in winter because it crushes it. Besides, boars breed in the southern woods you were visiting earlier, so it's less important. Goats have more milk than meat."

Is that Sanjuku-style agriculture? I thought it was a medieval culture, but its possibilities have been increasing.

But the tunica that Lisatia was wearing must have been around ancient Rome, and as far as the fabric is concerned, is there likely to be cotton?

"Is it also grown with cotton?

"Because the neighboring village is bigger, we grow it there."

Is it cultivated after all? I think the cultivation of cotton in Europe was at the end of the Middle Ages.

I'm not sure about the civilization situation.

I would love to get cotton butter if I could.

Through the farmland, you can see about 40 houses all the time, a village of about 150 to 200 people. That's a pretty big one.

"Everything around the house is farmland. Please stay at my house tonight."

I knew it would happen. I have the inn look, but I can't help but have no money.

Inns, blacksmiths, churches, grocery store-like things gather in the middle of the village.

Is the village chief's house a splendid and large house in the center?

"I'm sorry. I don't have the money to spend here, so I'll take care of it."

"No, never mind. I'm the benefactor of my life, and I'm the special medal for today's hunt. My father would love that."

He groans at me.

Much away from the town centre, you can see only one house away from the edge of the village.

Next door is a barn-like building.

"I'm home. Do you have a father?

There is no introduction to the boulder, there is no reason to enter the first house, and I stand in front of the door.

"Welcome back, Liz. How was the trap situation?"

An old, hair-colored man, whose blonde is almost out of gray hair, advances to the door.

The eyes are stubborn and disappointing muscular. He would be over 180cm tall.

I heard you hurt your back, but I see a slight bare gesture of shelter, but I walk almost normally.

"Yeah. It was tough. So... there's someone I want to introduce you to..."

Lisatia continues her words as she leans down with a bright red face.

"Uh, I'm Akihiro, the benefactor of my life... who proposed to me"

I end up with my father and I gazing at each other.

I wonder if there is a slightly more convenient introduction, but how come it is so far de direct ball?

"Uh...... Yes...... Nice to meet you. My name is Akihiro."

Honestly, I don't know what to say or what to call it.

"Right...... Nice to meet you. My name is Ast. I want to hear more about it. Inside."

The father also invites me in with a slightly awkward look on his face.

Through the hallway you can see the earth and tears between the living room and the counter.

I guess each room continues on the other side of the hallway.

When I dared to get to the living room table, a woman who felt a little calm as Lizzatia got older was preparing tea for me.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Teesia. I can't prepare anything, but first, just tea."

Tea was herbal tea. I just don't know what herb it is.

To be honest, I don't know what it tastes like because of what the bomb said earlier.

"Well, I can't even tell what's going on. Can you explain first, Liz?"

Lisatia will explain my struggle with boars and then my suicide bombing from checking the status of the trap.

First, thank you for saving my daughter's life.

Ast starts talking.

"It was my responsibility to set the trap and hurt my back after I left. But isn't it premature to say you saved your life?

Ask Lizzatia.

Turn to me and overlap the words further.

"No, it's not like you don't like it. As far as its appearance goes, I guess it's the right one."

Continue with a deep sigh.

"You know, hunters are abominations."

"Abomination?

There was a word that I had never heard of.

"Hmm. Aren't you from the kingdom of Walanica? The tax rate for each village established by the laws of the Kingdom is five public citizens for cereals. It's just that this is a headache. Since hunters are unable to produce cereals on a commercial basis, meat and skins are sold in the village, and cereals are purchased and taxed."

Continue gradually darkening your complexion.

"As long as there is a huntable ceiling, it is difficult to pay off taxes. The number that can still be hunted in time is depressed if tanned, etc. Therefore, it becomes a burden on the village, but also a necessary and evil treatment of the meat supply. Many also have an aversion to the life experiencing the death of creatures. Above all, due to the high mortality rate of the hunters themselves, there also remains a deep-rooted bad reputation for saying things that are out of God's blessing"

As far as I'm concerned, I just think the tax system is dumber than a hunter's problem.

It is too inflexible, and certain professions are too oppressed arbitrarily.

"Is it difficult to change saddles to another profession?

"We make hunters our business from generation to generation. I told you it was necessary evil. You can't live without eating meat."

Second, raise your head and cover your eyes with your palms.

"The current tax system dates back to the time of our predecessor. Until then, it was a percentage according to income. And that's when the tax rate went up."

Constantly, the tax rate of 50% would be very tight. The medieval wheat harvest multiplier should have been about 4 to 5 times.

If they take half with 4x, I'll only have enough to eat, except for next year's. I can't even take emergency measures.

"Hmm...... Yes, I understand the abomination."

I think it's useless to think about it even though I don't know what's going on with the current situation, and I dare not explain the circumstances here.

Honestly, I was a leader at an IT company SE. I can't help explaining.

That it was a management position at the Chamber of Commerce. One day abruptly in the light, in the forest of the south? That I was flown by.

I found the trap, so I waited and I met Lisatia. I intervened because it was dangerous.

"That's why I'm saying there's nothing on the status quo. Forget about marriage, I'm terribly afraid, but could you please stay overnight?"

I can't even make excuses, so I asked for frankness.

"Was he a merchant? No, these clothes... Wool, that's pretty good too. I've never seen anything so refined in spinning or weaving."

"Right. I don't even know how to weave at all. I've never seen a cloth like this."

Teessia groans as she sighs.

"Mother, it's a weave."

Oh, I see. Were you in charge?

"Even the merchant must be from a big store. Bad house, but stay as long as you like."

Dinner was a soup of rye porridge, root vegetables and boar meat. I was surprised that there was usually pepper in it.

I have a brother, but he is currently hunting at the request of another village and is away, so I have to rent the room.

Rent hot water and wipe your body with a towel.

Think about what's to come in a comfortable bed.

"To secure the cost of living for the moment. I don't know what 35 old men can do. Ha, I miss Halois."

Moaning, I meditate my eyes.

"Don't you dare, just rest now"