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

"But, Father. It was helpful, but it's somewhat impeccable to say it from the side. Tell us after the results"

"Ha. I'm sorry. It was such an odd hand. I wasn't convinced."

Rostee giggles. Well, if they say it's a violation of manners, but it's not nearly as eye-catching. It's a necessary act to get used to.

"But what they read my hand was chilled. You've seen a lot of expansion, have you?

"I guess the movement at the beginning is like some kind of fixed mark. It's a move I don't know much about in the regular army. However, with some reduction in the elements, I could see what we were after. I could see Norweh eating up on the bait. Oh, I thought this was typical of a commander who gets hit by fate."

Rostee says with a cool face, but wraps his tongue around it. This grandpa. He's a raw trader, head of the military. I'll take a good look. This is another game, no matter how many pawns you say you're playing in vain as you move in a military conference. I'm scared.

While saying that, the carriage slowly enters the resting area and stops.

Deacon descends first, takes Rostee or Norweh's hand, and directs him to the ground. I jump straight down.

The Norwegian ministerial delegation was preparing the tea, so I would produce hot water and give it to them. Keep producing warm water for horses. There are a lot of them this time. Fill the loaded barrels with water and let them go all at once. Each one shall be cut off from the care of his horse. Beginning with Ray, every man is in a mood in massage hell.

"But you're busy too. Mage, that's also a treasure for humans who can use hydromagic wherever they go...... Yours is awesome. At that age, even with training, over-returning is likely."

"I'm used to water already. If you grow water in the bath every day, you'll get used to it even if you don't like it"

A voice comes from Rostee, who is in the car seat with everyone on a large cloth laid on the meadow.

"Ha. Is that training too? Good. Sorcery that makes people happy. If you go back to your territory, will you look for a few people? Some people will want to work with that thought."

Rostea leans the cup briskly and dampens her mouth with tea.

"Hmm...? This tea is something different too...... Somewhere soft. It's not the air... It doesn't feel pointy. I've been drinking all the time, but why? What the hell is this?"

"It is also hard and soft on water. Water is drawn out through long underground paths. In doing so, a variety of objects blend in. That causes hardness. It's a minor difference, but you know better."

"Knowledge. Is that what you mean... Suitable for reason. Hmm. Are you saying that the underground stuff melts down and has this effect? Interesting. I learned."

"It would be a difference in consciousness when producing water. Well, it's a minor difference. Never mind."

Resign from Rostee's former position and head to Liz's.

"Are you okay over there? Is there a problem?

"Yeah. We're all playing with reversi. Bettyasta's getting used to it."

"This is interesting. The more you play, the more you discover. I didn't know this kind of thing had been developed... I'm not going to study abroad."

Bettyasta says tear away. Little by little, this man's nature has been exposed. No, I know you're seriously good at your job, but your personal life is a little subtle. No, I guess it's good that you're doing enough work... It's hard to convince.

"Is Lina okay?

"I'm looking at something from the side, so don't worry about it. We enjoy it."

"What about Kabia?

"This is a reconfirmation of the approval documents received. I have something to do, so please don't worry."

My salute returns. Hmm. Looks okay.

Taro seems to be Liz turning on the lead and taking a walk after tea. I am intrigued and sniffing around my surroundings.

After that, it keeps producing water for the horses. My carriage horse knows who's going to give me water, so I'm going to stop by straw and hit my body with what I call a rind. I think it's a testament to my love, but it jumps.

The break is over, and the carriage begins to move on again. Is lunch next?

"Well, let's talk about the future policy a little bit, too, shall we?"

Norweh sits on the cushion and smiles briskly.

"Is this about the East Country?

"Mm-hmm. From what I've heard, it's going to be too much. If we don't decide where the drop is, we're in trouble with foreign affairs and politics."

Well, it would be too much to say economic belonging. It's just important as a deterrent to say that you can take it to a situation where you say so.

"To what extent have you looked at the current situation as a dropping point? My opinion is that supplementary is better."

When I say that, Rostee meditates and conceives.

"Right. The signing of the treaty, this is a matter of certainty. Norwe can geographically mediate the products that flow into the eastern countries. I guess that's where you adjust. The more influx, the faster it screams over there. Around the roots of major industries without realizing it."

Yeah. I think it's reasonable. It is similar to letting a large company outsource the manufacturing parts of a major part to grab it and go there.

"If that's not all you're talking about, is that the salt you were talking about? Master some of the necessities of life. You'll notice up there around there. How will domestic industries be affected by unrestricted inflows? Is that the form of asking for concessions for each inflow item after you've made them aware of it? If this happens, it will be profitable to return to the original situation."

"Yes. I think there is no problem with that balance. With regard to salt if possible, I would like it to continue to function as a rope fitted around my neck, so please do not include it in the subject of concessions."

"Okay. Because the abundance of wheat will also come true. If the neighborhood is accommodated without taxes, it will also help as the kingdom of Varanica. The price is fixed. If the market expands, sales channels will also expand during abundant crops, preventing losses. The same goes for other crops."

"That's a controversy around what to do around processed products. For off-the-shelf products, concessions are made for each item in question, while replacing the off-the-shelf model. The more you concede, the more wounds will spread."

"I'll think about it there, in line with the lab's research plan. We should replace this one with a new one while turning it into a trash can that spits out the old one. Lizzatia as a relay point is also important."

For example, carriages will also be replaced by this new model within the kingdom of Walanica. But existing carriages run out of places to go. You can sell it to the east country. The quality seems to be better for Varanica products, so I would be happy to buy it. You can go with all the new models with that money.

"Build a massive gathering area around it. If you can, it's a national policy, so I'd like to have a national budget."

"There's a place for staff to live, so that's all it takes. As for the flow, does it feel like scrutinizing over here and leaving the logistics hub to 'Lisatia'?

"Right. I can't even get around to administrative tasks, so I'd like to ask you there. It's only until the staff resides, isn't it? I'll take care of the operations."

"The plan says there was quite a bit of land on the south side, wasn't there? Looks like the field's going to expand to the west, too. Let me build it on the south side."

"It's across the street, isn't it? I don't have any plans right now, so I think it's good. It's a warehouse that rains storms anyway, isn't it? Relocate if you need anything."

"Okay. Movements after the signing of the Treaty, then, will make this area a policy. It shall be made in writing and disclosed to His Majesty the King and to the higher echelons of the Enlightened. Proceed to the effect that a decision of the Minister for Foreign Affairs and the Minister of the Interior is required with regard to the changes covered by the Treaty. Well, besides, we should squeeze everything out."

Ah...... Rostee is black...... I'm an exchanger, and I'm talking about sacrificing my brother. I guess I just squeeze it. If that makes you feel better. I wouldn't have lost my sense of balance.

"Well, that's about the hard story. Shall we continue? Father doesn't come from the side either, I'll explain, so please come in with me."

"Uhm. Tell me the trail at the beginning. I think I'll be able to play if I know where it is. There's blood inside."

Seeing Rostee's pleasant face, the war runs. I don't like it, this guy is serious. Ahhh...... I guess it's time for Chess to lose. I wasn't that strong originally. Ha...