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

Ask the cook in the kitchen that Alexoria only tests seawater salt after she brings it home, so rock salt is an extra flavor. Among them, it gives way to rock salt without habit.

I guess I'll start by actually salting it to see how much it extracts.

When I come, I head towards the warehouse. In case you want to handle it in the lab, I have some firewood and light it. Indeed, the temperature of the soap itself should have been about sixty degrees. Weigh the water and salt portions and put them into the soap vegetables where the surface is solidified only slightly. When mixed, it becomes loose with heat and moisture, shaking and shaking, and the wasabi comes up and chaps better there. Waste oil was also used, so it was quite brown, but it changed to a slightly white-flavored color. Originally formulated each time in a slightly higher oil content than alkaline. I also feel there is a build-up of salt water and oil. If it doesn't cool down a little, it won't harden, so I'll put out the fire and leave it there.

Maybe I should ask Ray about the East Forest that I was wondering about. We were talking about extracting intelligence and scouts from the guards and putting boundaries in the woods. Let's see if we can handle it by when.

When I come, I head to the troop room. Once inside, with a little bit of enthusiasm, everyone and the Knights humans are training. The knights salute me when they see me come in, and they all wave. Return the answer and head to Ray's.

"Is it a little better now?

"Yes, Baron. What is it?

I'm in training myself, but I don't feel good at all. It's the usual pimply ray. Something's wrong with this guy already. Too awesome.

"It's about the East Forest investigation, but I just wanted to check the dates."

"You're gathering information on the oak. Viscount Norwe has received the settlement and the location of the base. So we're currently in the process of extracting the personnel to be placed here from the guards."

Ray puts his hand on his chin and stares at the universe a little.

"I'm not saying there's no danger. I'm retired now, so there are a certain number of people who don't want to participate, even if they have a good salary. However, as things stand, we're starting to have all the personnel who can keep an eye on us to the extent that we don't have holes."

"So is it possible to execute?

"To say that it will only be carried out under the authority of the lord is also a futile story. It's usually about entrusting to the Adventurer Alliance, so you want to coordinate with the Adventurer Alliance and decide on the ultimate person."

"Hmm. This one alone seems more liberal, but I have to turn the money around to the private sector too... Is Hartis here already?

"Yes. From what I've heard, he said he's already in the field. It's in the start-up phase to the boulder, so I guess I can't get around to saying hi every once in a while. Because there's no point in being the head of an organization that's not working properly."

Hmm. Maybe he even came to say hello when he was at sea. Shall I show my face?

"Thank you, Ray. Keep it up."

"Okay. Everyone is inspired by the lord. Get in the mood and train."

Ray turns to everyone and the Knights and screams. Everyone answers with a honking voice, but I didn't say anything. I'm already scared that the heart-to-heart system is perfect.

Leaving the Lordship Hall, telling Ray, smiling at him, that he was going to the Adventurer's Guild. I also thought about the carriage, but as a person lacking exercise, I decided that it would be better to walk properly.

As they come, they walk to the central government and enter the Adventurer's Guild building. Bulletin boards have already been set up and the service seems to be starting. The request for the tenth grade system is sometimes referred to as the launch of a town, quite a lot. They seem to be handling the area more and more. Later it seems that people are also gradually getting in on the eastern forest demon thingy. It has also become personally a festive poem of the Adventurer's Guild that a group with weapons is already putting out a bag packed with goblin nose on the counter of appraisals.

Speak to the available receptionist and have Hartis summoned. When this one calls himself the Baron, he stands up and runs to the back. You don't have to be so hasty.

"Thank you for waiting."

Sitting in a new and spacious entrance, the receptionist earlier is out of breath and pulling Hartis.

"It's been a while. Baron. Is your lord better?

Hartis greets me with a smile.

"The meaning is both together, so I don't mind. If you like. Long time no see."

"Ha. You haven't changed the way they talk around it either. I'm afraid I'm late to say hello. To say you came directly to the East Forest... is this about the oak? I'm talking to Mr. Ray."

With that said, Hartis sits down when he recommends a seat.

"That's right. We're trying to extract former intelligence from the guards, former scouts, and keep an eye on them, but we're also talking about wanting scouts from the Adventurer Alliance."

"Hmm. It would be enough in terms of human resources. Are you telling me to let the Adventurer Alliance have flowers...... I do have a consolidated cash income and track record where I want you to hurry. We'll extract it from the staff."

"How long does it take to adjust around it?

"It won't take that long because the only threat is in the East Forest. I've already adjusted my personnel. All you have to do is coordinate with Mr. Ray."

"The journey. Now, I think it will be some long-term confirmation work. I'll take care of the supply and personnel fatigue."

"Yes. I don't mind there. Because I have a proven track record when I'm in Diawolf. I will visit the Lordship Hall once I have finished my current use and talk to Mr. Ray."

"It's a more troublesome issue than I thought, so we want to move forward with dealing with it early. Best regards,"

"I'm not talking about you lowering your head. I'd appreciate it if you assigned me as a job. We'll deal with it in a hurry."

With that said, he exchanges hands and Hartis returns to the back of the counter. I think I'm busy calling it a launch.

Well, I guess I'll go back one time, check the status of the soap, check the chat demon props. There's a bitter smile when you come and go.