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

"So you're talking about the premise that the army moves."

Over breakfast, Lot says.

"Still, I can't say anything because we're at the hearing stage again, but the Count says we're talking about a decree, and he's starting to prepare the army, and he says he'll be responsible for this now. I'm guessing it will work, and if it does, there will be troops in the village of destination today or tomorrow."

"I don't know the details, but if you're talking about being trapped, is it more likely that no harm has been done... A church would be a misdemeanor. I hope it stays properly protected."

The dollar says with a slightly bitter face. I haven't given you any details about the mermaid children to keep you from worrying. Because the method of obtaining information was a pretty obnoxious one, and the information itself was not a very pleasant story. I'd rather not know it originally than let it bother me in vain. I may be arrogant, but there is no such thing as a happier fact than not knowing. It's not a good idea to share information. I'm the only one who can spend time stuck in a situation I can't get my hands on.

"I hope it's not that bad. You should really be a little kid when you say kids. You can't live without a guardian. In that case, church officials are bound to take refuge. It is difficult to think of in a village-sized community to say that something will be done until it harms church officials. So I'm not so worried."

The Church is only a place to give thanks and give thanks for their service. It's more immediate because the spirit is to say thank you for fulfilling something than to say faith just because God exists. Therefore, a certain budget comes out of the lord and maintenance is carried out.

The people also have trouble without a place to thank them and a place to express themselves. Maybe God won't make it happen this time. That's what I think. In that sense, the church is an important institution.

For this reason, a considerable amount is paid to refer to the budget as a service facility as well. However, I can't live a wealthy life because that budget will also be used for cooking and caring for orphans. Church officials also often find it relatively difficult to enter a wife or other person whose life preceded her husband.

"Still locking kids up in church, the act itself is disgusting...... The mermaids live so hard... I can't allow you to unilaterally grab that crystal of love."

Tiana also looks outraged again.

"Come on, the rice won't taste good if you're too frustrated with what you can't do on your own. Let's just eat and train. Rain will be about to come down, and you should take your time this afternoon."

Looking out the window, cloudy weather is increasing the thickness of the clouds and it's about to rain now. The humidity is high, and I wonder if the situation of the soap people is a bit of a concern.

With all that chatter, after breakfast, everyone heads to training. Chat also asks the servant for the example magic props and goes toward the troop room.

When I ask the butler, the man in the preaching says he unhooked his traveling costume and went to sleep. He was already confused when he arrived, so he seemed right to say he couldn't talk until he had a rest.

"I am now asleep in peace. The horses seem to be getting pretty tired too, so they ate a meal and fell asleep while being rubbed"

"You got it pretty impossible. It took less than five days to get on the road. Now let's take it slow."

"I'm in awe"

Deacon backs down with a calm face. Unlike the hustle and bustle of the morning, the building is calming down because it is ready to be greeted.

I'll head to the warehouse and check on the soap.

The cold and hardened soap is obvious and cannot be removed by snuggling into the pan. Put the fire in the pan, warm around the pan, dissolve and unplug. Then there is an indescribable odor from the brown juice of those there. I don't know what kind of smell to describe it as, but it doesn't smell like fried food or anything like that. I can't express myself by mixing various odors anymore. It was just waste oil, and it didn't smell that bad, but I don't know why it smells so bad just by salting it. Will you look into making a little more soap next time you go back to Japan? It is also poured into the barrel for disposal once the waste solution has been used. A solution that is slightly alkaline in ingredients but not that strong. I wonder if I could dilute it and flush it into the river or make it a disposal site away from town. Check the groundwater vein in "Detection," it flows beautifully from north to south. If I accumulate, I will dispose of it across the river on the east side where there is nothing.

The removed soap is mostly out of color and the smell is stopped. Seems like it would take a lot of salting, but it doesn't feel like it did, and it's solidified. I just regretted it a little when I saw the back. I'm stunned and puffy like a few kids. I can see the bump on your cheek. I don't like to see lotus seeds or anything like that, so when I see you say this, it makes me a little sick.

When I cut it with a knife, the one inside seems still moist. If I cut just a little bit and rubbed it with water, the foam would appear and it would feel like it was being washed. However, I am concerned about the lack of moisture after washing. Glycerin and others will also be extracted together during salt analysis, so I wonder if that is affecting...... I guess a trade-off as odor and soap quality. Is there no need for salt analysis? I'll think about it when I start to soil the oil too much, but in the current situation, it won't affect me when I soap it that far.

The hurry would be to cook the seaweed, ash it and have it brought from the sea, and make a soap out of it. If you are a seashell, have it baked at high temperatures by a blacksmith guild. Aim for mass production of hard soap in sodium hydroxide. I'll do my own patch test to use the salt analysis. Still a good amount though.

Thinking about it, I'm going to finely chop the soap I made this time. Add a little soap to the washed pan before it boils to heat with hot water and collapse. It comes down from the fire where it becomes more like a thick stew and drops the temperature as it scratches. Let it dry like this, I wonder if I can make a stiff soap. If I mix the essential oils around tomorrow, it will be good to dry and done.

When I looked at the clock, it had been quite a while. Sounds like it took me a while to cool down the soap. It's a little early in the afternoon, so let's go on with the paperwork in the room. When I left the warehouse thinking so, it was starting to rain softly. It's getting darker and darker when I look at the sky. If we keep this up, we're going down the road. Yeah, I want an umbrella, but I guess it's time to start producing oil paper or something. Replace your jacket with an umbrella and run to the hall.

Please leave the damp jacket with the samurai I met along the way and ask her to wash it.

Back in the room, Liz still looks like she's in the middle of training. Taro and Hime are round amidst high humidity, two amiable lay down in the box. The same was true in the village of Toluca, but the rainy days do not become very active. When I started working on the paperwork to see if there was a problem with what I was doing as an adult, Taro and Hime would come along on my feet in a chair to see if I could stand up. I just put my head out on my desk and look back, and I stare at you with my eyes telling me to stand down. As for the processing of documents, there are a lot of minutes ahead of them, so I think it's until lunch to throw a bone toy and play. Whether the flying disc is more accomplished or not. The popularity of bone toys is a little low, but if I take it happily because I say I can still play with it, I drop it at my feet.

After several repetitions, Liz returns.

"The training is over?

"Yeah, I'm done for today. Rain or sweat. Disgusting."

"What if I already took a bath? There's still going to be time for lunch."

"I might be happy with that. I'll tell everyone."

That said, Liz is getting out of the room, so I'm heading toward the bathroom, too. Anyway, it's time for the man in the preaching to wake up. After I took a meal and even had a bath, I'd like to hear the report slowly.

As usual, take a bath in the order of the women, the men. Taro and Hime looked strange because of the slightly different time, but were they happy to take a bath without sleeping, or puffy.

When I went up from the bath, I said that I had just been able to schedule a meal, so I took a meal. It was a sautéed bird, but he was very concerned about the sauce, so it is a sauce with a lot of creativity. Herbs are also intricately intertwined in terms of aroma, which can no longer be said to be simple. Everyone beats their tongues and honors Alexandria.

I'll drop her off shy of going back to the kitchen and ask everyone what they plan for the afternoon, but it still looks like we'll all be playing.

"I told Liz, but I think you need to get some rest, too, because you're working too hard. If you want to play, you should take your time."

That said, back to each room from the kitchen. Liz, as we talked earlier, seems to play, so she leaves the room. Taro and Hime had lunch and took a bath, so they are starting to sleep with Kuten.

That's a peaceful time. With that in mind, I hear a knock as I proceed with processing the middle documents in the slightly dim room. When I responded, I was a butler.

"The decree woke me up better"

It hasn't been that long. With that in mind, I recapitulate the paperwork. Tell them to take care of it in the reception room and have it ready. Well, I hope I can hear more about it.