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

Similar to yesterday, book burning and rough burning will be parallel. It was still cloudy yesterday, but there's sunshine today, so it's a sauna indoors. In the habit of a wet sauna, the temperature is also high. Just being there is going to burn me. The windows are fully open, but there is wind, so the air is caged. Even though it is a village with sea breezes, it is calm today. I'm not happy.

"Watch out for more hydration today than yesterday. Drink water regularly, even if you are forced to. Ignore the fact that I'm hungry. Drink or you'll fall."

When I scream like that, I hear you say ooh at the same time. I feel like a parent or something. I actually tasted the real salt and the federation definitely went up. If you work hard, you can do the real thing. Everyone who finds out about it has no backwards letters. There is only forward movement.

A reddish hell and a hint of red. Running around boiling about, watching how the fire is doing. Fire is desirable to a weaker degree than strong. That's best if you can keep a good flame, but not with this level of practice. Then I'll just have to dry it off over low heat, even if it takes time. If you put too much heat on it, it burns on the edge and it smells bad.

"I wonder if the turning of the fire is sweet. On the back, the fire hasn't gone up. It hurts when you lick it because it's rough."

There is a weak fire in the back of the box where the two artisans are watching. Obviously I see spots (mullets) in the boiling of the cauldron.

"Excuse me!!

They were all together and lowered their heads, but I could see one fluttering. I can't do this day after day. You can just burn it rough, but if you burn the book in, it usually exceeds your sleeping time. My health is shredding more and more.

"Village chief, can you turn the human outside to the burner? I don't have health on boulders."

"We can afford a guard's vacation, so let's turn you around temporarily. I'll make it up to you after tomorrow. After that, how many requests for backup will be accepted?"

The village chief replies with a reluctant face. This is still a test run village. We only have the minimum number of people required.

"Viscount Norweh will take care of it there, too. Believe it. After a few days, if you endure it, you can."

Again, turn to the three of us.

"Everybody, I want you to listen. It's hard now. But Viscount Norwe is never the one to abandon his men. Neither is His Excellency the Duke of Rostee. You worked there. [M] So you'll see. Always, people get more. Believe me, I don't have to. Believe in you Norwegian. There will always be more people!!

With that said, there is a hot object in the three eyes that resembles a fighting spirit. Catch the water you prepared for your beverage from your head and stand before the flames.

"Lord. You've already had your results. Believe it or not, I'm not talking about it."

With his head (or head) sitting in his eyes, he turns to them and shouts in Doth's dominant voice.

"Our heads are desperate and we can't burn. Let us weep. Move your hands when you're dying. Can you tell your daughter-in-law that we've fallen for the Lord!? When you protect our daughter-in-law, you make her happy before we do. You're not losing. Can you face my wife like this? Move, work, gut in!!

"Ooh!!

There is also fire in the fluttering human eye. Start adjusting in front of the fire abruptly. Its side, shining red, was like a ghost possessed by something.

Mr. Mermaid... are you even telling me that... But it helps. If you are motivated, your health can be temporarily deceived. Later we'll just have to do something about it in the rotation after tomorrow. I just have to get my head in... That could be the Faithful Point.

I can't follow up on personnel issues at the moment. Reducing the production of salt any more will increase the time for drilling technology. It makes no sense if you gain experience and experience when you succeed and don't let it continue.

This is the time for patience. I don't like gut theory, but I'll have it endured here.

From there, in hell, he runs around only to supply water and manage fire. After noon, I finally dropped the blaze of desolation. The temperature of the room drops at once too.

"Lord. We're the only ones from here. No, let me do it. Please."

When their heads say, the three of them bow their heads deeply.

"Harsh, isn't it? Might fail."

"I don't mind. If you fail, I'll make you succeed tomorrow. If we fail tomorrow, we will succeed the day after tomorrow. I've already decided. We make salt. Here, keep making salt!!

I'm sure the three of you will raise your head and stare into the momentum that just shoots through my eyes. Ha, this is the craftsman. A true craftsman. So, I think. So honor.

"My pride. My honor. You are the foundations of this territory. Encourage. Don't be afraid of failure. Go ahead, because glory awaits us."

"Yes!!

"Okay, I'll take care of this place. It's tough, but nice to meet you."

Speaking out with a bitter smile to the three desperate shapes, he smiles a good smile. Oh, these people must be, now, really craftsmen. For real, real craftsmen.

Over my back, waving, I leave the salt mill. Long time manual labor was fun. Sometimes it's hard, but it's fun to remember. Let it go backwards, feeling a touch of loneliness. This is how I have taken over in Japan. So I'll take over here, too. The craftsman, the Japanese artisan soul, gave it to him. The rest depends on the thoughts and work of those three.

My daughter-in-law is happy. You got guts, man, right? With that in mind, I smile a little bit. Oh, I knew working with hot people was fun.