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

"Baron."

"Mm, what?

"It shakes, so isn't it better after they get back?

I didn't know if I could get time when I got back, so if I was painting a design and a ponch painting of a scale stick and a barrel, I'd be embarrassed by Tesla to see how it went.

"When we get to the hall, there's definitely something going on. I don't like it because I have to cut my bedtime. I still have the verdict papers."

"No. I won't say anything if the Baron is good...... We'll try not to shake it."

"It'll help. I've been strangely busy lately. No, there's more to what I deserve."

"The Baron... wondered if you were making your own work..."

Tesla looks away and says sorry.

"Uh. Yeah. I'm aware of that. I'm worried I'll have to make more money. It'll take a while to grow up."

"It's amazing to say that you have all the seeds."

Enjoy the chatter like that, while beating the blueprint of the scale stick to a folder. Should I give this to Kabia and have it brought to the carpenter?

I rush to retrieve the documents I need to make a ruling on, and as I am rocked by the poke, I proceed to read them.

I'd like to give it to someone in government, such as the placement of a stall with a town opening, but in the future the rights are likely to be involved and it's difficult to do so inside. I don't have to worry about the neighborhood, as the Chamber of Commerce separates the stalls in the entertainment district. The verdict is rising to this point because of the temporary festivities in this hand. Check the line, rearrange only stalls where the smell of food is likely to interfere, and decide.

What's the next paperwork... that? Wish for more public toilets...... I'm positioning the numbers there even when I say there are more people. Men and women were also divided. Hmm, oh because you want to get more grade 10 jobs...... Isn't this the embezzlement of the Adventurer Alliance? Let's complain to Hartis. You're giving me some reason to smell a lie, but I need you to provide me with proof. The complaint has not been filed, and the people do not need it more, so it is dismissed.

Next, a petition for permission to marry a craftsman and a government girl...... I wish the results of the concoction had been achieved. I hope you haven't passed the carnivorous system and become a beast system or something. I'm sure of the identity of the girl in government, and the craftsman is a newbie to Ness's place. There's a little difference in age, but if he's convinced, I guess it's good. Looks like the house has some assets that just pay down to the girls, no problem. Anyway, we're a couple who can save up soon. Safe and secure, with the ruling.

By the time I got to the hall, I had cleared about half the folders I had brought just in case. Gap time, super important. Available or not, the amount of work changes dramatically. Sleep time, though.

Get out of the carriage with the box in your hand. I thought I'd head straight to the office and call Kabia, and the chat runs from the room. Is that it? Has he come home yet? It's early. Is it lunch?

If you think so, it grabs the hem of your clothes.

"Ok!! I'll explain. Please, give me time."

"Yes. Is that good in the office?

"Let's go!!

When the chat is somewhat exciting, he pulls the hem as it is. No, it stretches. Rushing after him, he enters the office. Inside, Kabia was sorting out the paperwork, but turned this one around with a surprise face.

"Baron, how are you doing?

"No, it's a bit about the magic props. It's not even lunch yet, is it? Tea, I was wondering if you could make me some. Oh, this is the adjudicated papers. Rejected from here."

"Okay. I'll check the paperwork. Do you want to pay for it?

"Just in case. What about Kabia? Listen?"

"In terms of mental health, I feel better not to ask, so please let me know when you need me. I'll make you some tea. Please wait. I'll check the paperwork in my room."

With that said, Kabia leaves the room with a box.

"Okay, chat. The honorable sacrifice of saying my clothes went out, but you figured something out?

I didn't have to stretch. But the grip is wrinkled. I need to stretch it out later......

"That's not true, little thing. Yes!! Okay, for a reason."

Small things, no... I don't have time to go to the garment store inside, so I'm still wearing the used clothes I bought at Norwetiska. I don't think you know what a lord is without a carriage, do you?

"Why, is that such a big story?

"If it does, the leader will talk abnormally."

Uh. I'm pretty sure you're excited. But with me being abnormal?

"I did a joint study with the scholar and the magician, and the conclusion is that there is a balance between the amount that is being converted from magic to magic and the amount that the nucleus is taking in magic from the surrounding area, or if it's bad, a lot of it."

"He said he'd take in the magic vegetables even if he kept them around there, but he's taking them in so much? I can barely tell from it. I feel the flow of converting magic into magic and returning it to magic again."

"Around there, magicians who have been researching it for a long time check it out. I got it, but there's always more while the magic vegetables are moving, so there's no mistake. However, the increase is originally really trace, and the conclusion is that the leader's magic is too efficient. I'd like you to introduce me to the use of magic. So on the contrary, it was loud."

"Hmm? Does this, maybe, keep the lights on forever?

"If I put it in a place with less magic, it might be Akan, but as long as I put it normally, I'll light it forever"

You're a permanent institution...... No, the energy for what the nucleus is working depends on something, but it's still a pretty big story on a scale. There could be an energy revolution.

"Big problem?

"It's going to be a big problem, so I'm keeping it down. At least I'm telling him not to talk about it. However, when leaders make magic props in the future, I think it will be problematic."

"Good. Well, it's a prototype, and by telling you not to. But right...... Was the supply better than the consumption? It might clarify the amount of vegetarian replenishment in the nucleus and how much it consumes."

"That's it. The point is, what happens if you put two fireballs of the same size, if three? Four of them are already in big trouble."

"This fireball is going to be a unit."

"There's no laughing, is there?

Thank you. They were leaking a bitter laugh.

"I know. But I guess I'm a little too busy cooperating in research. I want to build a magic prop to wear in the crossbow first."

"Was it the one that prevented the seizure?

"Yeah. That's your priority. If you can afford it, we'll cooperate."

"Okay. I want you to give this magic device away for research. Is that right?

"If you don't abuse me, I'm fine. It's Viscount Norwegian intertwined talent, isn't it? Do I have to believe it?"

"Here, I'll make sure I give it to you. Perhaps the history and manufacturing methods of the magic props will change, so it's a fuss."

Chat exhales loudly. I just heard a knock, so I'll have my tea carried. The chat was also a prolonged yell, so I moisten my throat when I cum.

Enjoy the aroma of herbs, including them in your mouth.

"But I wonder if anyone uses magic with that precision. I know it's hard to find again..."

"In fact, you boiled down to adjusting the flow to be as good with smaller fireballs. At the very least, we've been able to identify a line that equalizes."

"I'd be glad to have some interesting magic equipment coming out of this town."

"There's no such thing as swallowing..."

"Well, in secrecy. Talk to Viscount Norwegian intelligence. Uh, we should be able to talk via Kabia."

"Okay. If it's small enough to illuminate at hand, there are enough specifications. If you put it out, you can sell it."

Chat is calculating something.

"I wonder if I'll let it out to the private sector. I just want it to be military gear."

"Is it from around here? Ok. If you're a scholar and a magician, we'll coordinate.

"Thank you. Let me know if you're free because I want to clean up the demon prop thing."

"Yes. I'll be back."

When I say that, I get a chat - I walk out of the office. Busy. After the elves have granted permission to migrate, there's been quite a bit more around town, but they're all big. Sometimes I'd say I rarely say I live busily in the woods, but I guess chat is special. Uh, I want to ask the elf people about the oak, but I don't have time. I guess I'll ask someone......

But is it a permanent institution? Thankfully if you say you consume less energy for the event than you do. If you can produce enough heat to melt the iron and make it completely sluggish, it's your word. When the exam is over, do you want to formalize it and start coaching crossbows...... I guess the instructor is Rossa. As soon as Ray's organization is finished, it will go with the heavy-duty wall character, I guess.

Yeah, work springs up later. I'd like to have it slow for lunch...... Spread out the pending paperwork with a larger sigh. I can't help being stupid, so let's get to work. We'll do our best.