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

After a brief examination at the entrance to the town, we return to the Lords' Palace. Take a little rest this evening, prepare for the raid and the salt presentation against Norwegian and Rostee, and sort out the administrative materials that are accumulating in it, I guess. With that in mind, proceeding in front of the Lords' Palace, a familiar member of the administration rushes over.

"Lord. Beginning yesterday, Viscount Norweh will be waiting in secrecy at the Lordship Hall. Please hurry."

He comes to his ear and whispers in a whisper. Oh, I might have been licking Norwe. If I get a letter like that, will I run myself? I guess a quick fix is the motto.

"Preparing your meal has been touched by the town's gatekeepers, so we're moving forward. It's ready for you."

"Okay. Thank you. Get ready first. Everybody, go back to your rooms. Liz, why don't you change into a dress and... ah... take a bath? Sorry, I'm gonna take a bath first, guys, in order. I won't change the hot water, so the women use it beautifully. I can't meet Norwegian with this sticky boulder."

When I tell everyone, I snort back. It would be nice if everyone could take a slow dip in the bath and eat and sleep in a meal. To boulders, travel is tiring.

There is not much reason to keep the customer waiting, so I hurried back to the room and a set of courtesy clothes was hanging in the closet for me to deliver with my underwear.

"That. Did you get it delivered or did you go get it... What's wrong with you?"

Hurry up and join Liz, head to the bathroom. When I asked the servant I met along the way about the courtesy clothes, they finished it first and brought it to me. Apparently the money was paid from the surplus I had set aside from my patent savings.

"Thank you. That helps. After that, send someone to the bathroom who can help you dress Liz."

I am in a hurry, so briefly thanking you, I salute you deeply, and the servant leaves.

Enter the bathroom, plug, and produce warm water all at once. Hot water should be added before everyone enters. I don't have time to be sweating.

Take off your clothes with Liz, bathe in hot water, and wash your head and body. Liz's hair takes longer, and I take longer to sweat.

"Me, you're gonna dip first. It's cool outside, let me know when you get up. I'll add more hot water for later people."

"Okay. But you're busy, early to go home. Viscount Norwegian suddenly."

Whimpers as Liz grins and spreads vinegar over her head.

"You threw a letter about the raid. If I run my affairs together, that's just about it. I mean, it's more distressing to have you wait since yesterday"

"Yeah, let's hurry"

First, I'm soaked in the hot tub after washing. Moments, the tiredness of the carriage's traveling minutes, and intense drowsiness strikes me. I was on the middle of the night camp yesterday, and I'm coming... Even if you're nervous, drowsiness will strike you for the rest of your life. That's what I think, Liz finishes washing her body and soaks up, so she goes out for a replacement.

"Well, call me when you get up."

That's what I said, wipe your body in the stripper, cool at the window. A voice is heard as the sweat gradually begins to draw. Liz is standing at the entrance to the bathroom, so go straight into the bathroom, add hot water, and scratch with a water stick. Put your hand in and keep it at a temperature that says it's roughly forty-five degrees warm. Anyway, if you're ready for something, cool it.

Wiping his hands, he went back to the stripper and Liz was in the midst of being worn by the samurai.

"Is the sweat okay?

"It was warm, I'm fine. What about Hiro?"

"'Cause it's cooling and pulling"

Answering that, put on a shirt, put on pants, and get the sleeves of the courtesy clothes in place. I haven't heard of the official appointment of the Count yet, so it should be good with a shirt and sleeve decoration for the Viscount. Looking in the mirror, ask the samurai to confirm behind her back.

The thigh on the shirt collar hits my throat and it's disgusting. Ordinary cutter shirts are easier.

Turning to Liz, the dress was finished and in the process of wearing a pearl necklace.

"It's beautiful, Liz."

"Thank you, Hiro. But you can afford it."

"No, but it's praise doctrine when you want to praise it"

The bathroom is closer to the reception room, so have it wait in front of the door. Keep running with the hover and knock on the lot's room.

"Fia, the bath is empty. In order."

When I tell him in front of the door, I hear him say yes from inside. Return straight to your room and remove the expensive cloth wrap.

Keep moving to the bathroom and slip in front of Liz. My feet are the leather shoes I wore when I came to this world.

"Well, let's go"

Hide the rush in the back of your mind and give Liz a hand in the eagle fry loosely. Shizuku takes his hand, and Liz walks down the hallway. Deacon rendezvous in the hallway in front of the reception room, on the knock, informing me of the ascent. From inside the reception room, I hear a response in a nostalgic voice. Deacon opened the door, and there was Norwe, the same Niyaniya-faced.

"It's been a while. Dear Norwe, how are you feeling?

"Ha. I'm as relieved as ever. Yeah. I guess it's good. For the report, I'm a little concerned. With that said, did you get all those clothes? Oh, you opened a shop in this town. It's good over there. Wang Du's favorite. When I told Feng to pull it out, I was surprised that the owner himself was here. But this one's closer than going to Wang Du, so it'll help."

I say it all at once. Same thing. With a bitter smile, I recommend a seat. Ask him to sit on the couch in the upper seat. At the same time, have the herbal tea served in the glass. I gave the ice to the samurai first. I'm thirsty in the bath, and it's April. Cold drinks would also be B's.

"You really aren't a magician, are you? Cold tea? Nku...... Yeah, it smells high, too. Is this something? Neither do I."

"It's a blend of chamomile, mint and lemongrass. It's getting warmer, and I thought it would be nice to call it refreshing aromas and cold tea."

"It's not what the baron thinks. Because I usually draw more. Sounds like you. Delicious. I think I'd like to bring it back if I had leaves. Can I ask you a favor?

"Yes, I'll wrap it up later"

Enjoy the chatter of ice breaks with a smile. It doesn't have to be anything, but I see it's going to be a heavy story anyway, so let's start with a light story.

"As always, Mr. Liz looks good too. I can have a daughter like this, so I'm gonna run out of parental profit."

When Norweh says that, Liz dyes her cheeks shyly and leans down, whispering thanks.

"No. I was surprised when the dove came. I wasn't too worried about the raid, but all of a sudden it's a desire for more personnel? What do you mean?

Place the cloth wrap on the table and unwrap, according to Norweh's words. When you open the mouth of the fine hemp sachet of your eyes, pure white powder appears from inside. Soil magic produces small plates and puts a small amount on a plate and puts it out in front of Norwe.

"In kind."

The sound of both throats ringing echoes in silence. It's up to this acceptance decision to make my dreams come true. Norweh gently touched his right pinky finger to the salt and included it in his mouth. After meditating on his eyes and moving his tongue, he opens his eyes wide.

"Take salt from the sea. What a word. It means you can't reach anything you're about to reach, but do you want me to reach it... Salt, right? It's superb salt, too."

Norweh meditates his eyes with a great sigh of sigh, making him feel the thoughts of the universe.

"I thought you meant it because you told me to protect myself from the salt guild. But, you know, if you can't do it, I thought it was gonna be hard. Because it was a long-standing dream of mankind. Right, I can do it..."

"Yes, because I promised. It is the raw material of a dream that Norwegian and Rostee talked about together. I will make my dreams come true in this land."

"Ha. Your promise is heavy. [M] I guess any dream makes it real. All right. We'll take immediate action on the increase in personnel and the construction of additional equipment. What's your production forecast?

"It is currently over 100 kilograms of Nissan in three manufacturing lines. Suppose you increase the line after seeing the margin in line with the treatment of the external branching rack. Now we can line up at least twelve. It is forecast to be less than eight hundred kilograms Nissan with the addition of a cauldron shop at the current facility. If you can't, you'll be able to increase the line up to eighteen. Though sunshine is a prerequisite if we get this far. That's over a thousand kilograms."

With that said, Norweh looks surprised.

"Hey, less than a ton in Nissan? Can you afford about 30,000 people a year, just that equipment?

"Yes, salt can be produced permanently as long as firewood is supplied. In six months, firewood can be produced locally, so from there, the village alone will complete the salt making."

"You don't have eyes for rock salt deposits... It's too efficient. By the way, did I tell you to cross branches? How far can the equipment itself be increased from the source of production?

"If you're designing a village today, it's ten buildings. So 300,000 people a year's worth of salt can be produced in that village alone"

"Hahahahaha. Different digits of production. Efficiency. Will the matter of tariff autonomy to the countries of the east seriously come alive...... What about the scale of the village itself?

"Soon, you'll find out that's where the salt is produced. That's when you'll need as much response as you can defend. As long as it's appropriate, it can spread infinitely along the sea."

"With salt alone, you're going to be able to control the world. Well, shall we talk about turning the salt guild against the enemy... Okay. Proceed with the adjustment with your father. First of all, let's hurry up the construction and increase the number of people in the cauldron shop. I'm sorry about the village expansion itself, but the personnel can't make it. Maybe we should garrison the army. At the moment, I want you to maintain an environment that you can't protect."

Oh, I knew you'd be looking there... There are fools in this world who pull their legs too. I can't give that idiot a sweet face. A sold fight has to be smashed.

"But this, it's delicious. I wonder what. Salt is salt, but this is all I can taste. But when asked what it tastes like, I can't describe it. But delicious."

"Right. Originally, rock salt is the result of sea-hardened objects being shredded over the years, except for the salty part. Seawater salt contains its shredded parts."

"Is that creating this complex flavor... You've actually tried cooking it."

Laughing at Niyaniya, Norweh says.

"I just got back earlier. I can't do this evening on a boulder. Still a little bit of a stay, right? Tomorrow night we will prepare something that will give you a taste of salt."

"I'm glad about that. No, from the moment I tasted it, I was wondering what would happen if this were cooked. If you can eat the real thing, you're lucky."

That said, Norweh's expression peels off all at once. Oh, is that the point from here?

"Ha, sorry for completing such a delicious item in the corner, but I have to talk about fools"

Norweh seems sincerely disgusted and opens his mouth.