When I stopped by the guild to buy Mr. Rhina's kiyo fruit, Mr. Ellis took me into a separate room and gave me the rest of the cost of the franc's flowers the other day, 1998 2800 astr.
I will accept a large number of coins in exchange for a bill of lading, from which I will ask my sister to hold 100,000 Astres as the cost of ingredients.
I did not receive the previous gold coin threateningly, but this time the silver coin was received. Can I assume that I've become familiar with this world enough to shop on my own?
When I receive the money, I come up with one good thing and take a piece of gold out of the money I get and put it in front of Mr. Ellis.
"Mr. Ellis. Can you do me a favor and keep your mouth shut so I can give you a tour of the ranch in the suburbs?
"That's possible... Isn't this too much as a co-op to the guild?
But what do people who live outside the city walls earn about a million Astres a year? One gold coin is the same price as that.
"I don't mind, if it's a lot, make it Mr. Ellis' share. There may be something I can do for you."
Mr. Ellis looked at me and said, 'Okay, the reference is for 300,000 astr. I'll take care of the rest' and he wrote me a reference on the spot. You're surprisingly serious, I sleep a lot during the day.
Either way, the three of us take the letter of introduction, circle around the city wall and head west. Our first transfer was on the northeast side, so this is where we're going for the first time.
The northeast side of the Wang capital was a meadow, but the southeast to southwest side is stretched along a thin river, with high tree walls visible ahead. It's big enough that you wouldn't suspect it's a city.
There were three watchmen at the entrance, but when I show them a reference from the Adventurer's Guild, one runs with it and the other leads me inside with polite response.
He was a middle-aged man named Nazab, saying that it was the ranch manager here who was in the room he was put through.
"I saw a reference from the Adventurers Guild. You want to take a tour of our ranch?"
Nazab, who looks skinny and nervous, stands up and asks for a handshake. To see this reaction, Mr. Ellis seems to have lifted up a lot and written it. Then I'll take care of the gentleman and be elegant.
"Yes, I'm sorry for the sudden favor"
"No, I don't mind. You do a lot of business with the Adventurer Guild. So, which one would you like to see?
"In general, if possible. I don't mind if it takes a little while."
With that said, putting the gold coins on the table changes the color of Mr. Nazab's eyes. In this world, bribery and authority are very effective and, in a sense, easy to do.
"Of course I don't mind. Let me show you more."
Mr. Nazab, with his gold coin in his pocket, walks out with a full grin.
... Now, what are we going to see? My sister said she would follow me this time and didn't give in, but hopefully it won't be traumatic......
With Mr. Nazab's guidance, we walk through the ranch.
On the road, he gave me a brief explanation.
"Our ranch keeps about 10,000 elves, 3,000 cattle and about 8,000 pigs. It's the largest in the country."
"Are there other ranches?
"Yeah, I don't know about other countries, but there are three places in the country combined. If it's just the number of livestock, there are more sheep kept by nomads and chickens kept by farmers, but you can't beat them on a scale."
Mr. Nazab is proud to give further details.
"From here we ship around 10 elves and 3000 litres of milk per day, a few cows and 8,000 litres of milk and about 10 pork"
... I think there was some context that bothered me so much right now.
"Will Elf's milk also be a product?
"Oh, if you're wealthy, you probably don't know. It's lower than cow stuff, but it's about half the price, so there's demand. From the elves you can squeeze about a litre of milk a day, so feed the child elves half a dose and turn the rest to the shipment"
It's low-level. It's my feeling. It's going to have a rather odd premiere and be traded at a high price, but the treatment of elves in this world is really bad......
Walking in a slightly awkward mood will finally set foot in the ranch breeding space.
"This is a cowshed. We have established a system in our ranch that teaches elves and lets livestock take care of them, making them small and highly productive."
Mr. Nazab was right, the elves in worn out clothes were taking care of the cows in the cowshed and squeezing the milk by hand.
Everyone is barefoot (dash), but I don't see any extremely skinny kids like Lynne did when we met. From my point of view, it's slender enough, but the elves that fly around tree branches gently seem to be originally like that.
Lately Lynne, who seems happy with a full tummy, came back from looking thin and faded to looking skinny and slutty, but her sister said Zului stopped there.
Anyway, I'm skinny in shape, but only a good percentage of my stomach is scattered with dusty and swollen children. They vary in size, but that... they're breeding it and they're squeezing the milk, so I guess that's what I mean...
But what scared me more than anything was that the eyes of the working elves were as vain as if they had lost their emotions.
"What's wrong?
"Oh, no. Is the work done solely by the elves? What about human supervisors?
You must have wondered at me for stopping and bawling, asking Nazab's voice a question that he hastily addressed.
"There are about 30 people working on our ranch. Cheng Elf alone will manage about 200 cars by himself, so we don't do detailed supervision or anything like that."
"Is that going to do the job right?
"I'm giving you proper instruction. I'll look around at the end of the day once and punish you if you haven't done your job properly. Elves are somewhat wise, so I'll do my job well."
"What does punishment mean? Food... don't feed or something?
"No, because draining the feed affects the amount of milk. Basically, hang naked and whip (peel) your back or butt in front of other elves without showing off. There are ways not to wrap collar screws around them, but if they're semi-affocated, that affects the work."
I'll take it for granted. I hear that in the original world, when cattle and horses were used as labor, they were whipped, and that similar things were done in times when there was slavery.
But when they actually said it in front of me, it made me uncomfortable to get my stomach burned.
Continue your tour withstanding the discomfort and take a look around the pigstyles, compost mills, wells, etc.
In addition to drinking water for livestock, the well is said to give the elves laundry and water bathing at a rate of every three days. Let's take it as part of our product management...
"This is where we make livestock feed."
In the crude hut guided, a number of large pots had been boiled in the dim, and a large number of elves had broken nuts with the likes of Nata in their hands.
That looks familiar, kiyo fruit.
"We have elves, cattle and pigs on our ranch, but all the staple foods are kiyo fruit. That's something you always take care of in your purchases for the Adventurer Guild. Oh, then break the fruit, remove the pulp inside, and gently boil and feed. The shell will be bought when you take it to a commercial guild, so the actual feed cost is like free."
The fruits of the kiyo, which are carried one after the other by the haulier's elves, are piled up with mountains in the cabin. I wonder if some of that stuff Mr. Rhina was collecting? I recall Mr. Ellis saying that he was buying a permanent anniversary because it would bear fruit all year round.
The fruit pulp of the kiyo fruit was like chestnut at first glance, tightly packed in the large fruit and the yield seemed to be good, but the colour was gray and not very appetizing.
"... can humans eat that too?
"Is it the fruit of kiyoo? It's hard on top and it's not very edible. I also hear stories about crushing it and then exposing it to water and eating it in times of famine. It's only animal feed. At our ranch, we mix that with the staple food, the cattle mix the hay and straw, and the elves and the pigs mix the leftovers out of the city."
"Is it leftovers?
"Yes. Vegetable and fruit skins, cores, heta, etc., and egg shells. Squeezed cusp of fruit that makes oil-taking biiz beans and fruit liquor. Fermented custard of barley wine, etc."
Even in the original world, leftovers were often used in pig feed. Considering that, I also feel like normal as a livestock feed......
I watch the elves quietly crack the fruit and take out the contents.
From me, the elves with all the beautiful girls with a beautiful look. When I wonder if they are being fed leftovers, I feel like I can't wait.
A pig is good and when asked why an elf is no good, he gets cramped with answers, but the percentages of appearance in people's values are huge.
No, pet dogs look cute, but I don't feel uncomfortable wearing a collar to keep them. Is it a big deal that words make sense because they still resemble humans?
While I'm thinking about it, the tour goes on, and I see a stone building.
"That's a pig treatment plant. Elves and cattle ship alive as a service application, but pigs are made here into meat and processed products before shipping. It's a little irritating..."
That's what Mr. Nazab says, sees Chirali and his sister. Ever since my sister came here, she looked blue and white and was silent.
"Uh... this is good. Next place."
"Yes, come here then"
And finally, we're going to step into the compartment where the elves are kept.
"We raise elves born this year here. As you probably know, childhood elves grow fast, so it's about a year or so until you become a Cheng Elf. Let them have a brief daily conversation during that time and an education so that they can count up to 500 in number. This makes the elves do it between themselves, but the tutoring is done primarily by humans. Along with the daily screw wrapping, it's the most laborious task here."
"How do you do it with tutoring?
"It's still before you start squeezing milk, so it's effective to unpack it. I'll give you an order where I hunger strike for a couple of days, and if I can do that, I'll feed you. You remind me that if I give a human order, I can get a feed. Repeat that over and over and beat him with a whip (munch) or stick when he makes mistakes or behaves defiantly. And when you plant your loyalty and your fear of humans, it's because you can make submissive slaves."
That's the kind of thing that is bad in nature (tachi) even when it comes to teaching animals.
But I've seen a lot of elves today. It would be highly effective to recall that appearance of working obediently without trying to keep an eye on humans as threatened.
They have a total of 12 buildings and keep and manage all the elves born on a month-by-month basis.
At first, it was a building housing an elf born this month, with about 50 babies sleeping in a large room. Oh, I knew the elves were freshly born. But they're a little long ears.
Numerous adult elves move around busily to take care of a large number of babies. Apparently there are several similar rooms in the building.
"... wouldn't the mother take care of it?
"No, because leaving it to the real parents is inefficient. Parents and children will be separated and taken care of at the rate of one adult elf per 10 child elves at this time of year."
This world, really, don't let terrible stories come out normally.
"For three months like this, we will grow up to the equivalent of three years of age in a human being, and from the fourth month on, we will do simple work, while educating and educating like we talked about earlier."
In another building that was guided, small elves about kindergarten children were forced to crush and fine-tune their egg shells with collars of disproportionate size on their bodies.
"Do you wear collars since you were such a little girl?
"Yes, the elves are sturdy, but they still fall out of pot at a young age. It's not free to have you wear a collar, either, so you'll grow it all together up to three months, and after the fourth, you'll wear a collar and manage it individually. While you're here, identify the individual by the number of the tag on the collar."
Speaking of which, all the elves I saw at the competition had their names as numbers.
Elves of children who are still young enough to call themselves girls, who look like they are called young girls, but who have been collared for the rest of their lives. The brilliance had already been lost from the eyes who would silently perform simple tasks, even though they would want to play.
By the way, this task is the first to be done, and when it grows a little more, they make it do cage making, rope making, clothes repair, etc.
The clothes the elves wear seem to be worn by the people of the city. Speaking of which, many elves wore men.
and a human with a stick there comes looking around.
The children's elves continued their work without raising their faces, but were clearly threatened.
"Do you hit that little kid with a stick?
"Yes. Tutoring is more effective from an early age. Of course, we will add and subtract it so as not to compromise the value of the product. If your arm becomes unusable, you will have to dispose of it."
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I don't want to see places where kids get beaten up, so I urge Mr. Nazab to show me somewhere else. It broke my heart to abandon the children, but where I bought them up here, the newborn children would only be matched by the same eyes. If you want to change it, it has to come from the beginning...
"Next... oh, this is the elf breeding room"
"... Huh?
I was thinking, understanding the meaning of the word but I was delayed for a moment.
Mr. Nazab casually opens the door to the room.
"Hey!"
"The work is done in the morning, so it's empty now. Cattle and pigs will breed on their own if the time comes to leave them alone, but the elves won't, so I'll gather them in this room for a swooping mating under surveillance."
Happy or unhappy, there was no one in the room, just hay laid on one side of the floor. No heart or smell a little slutty.
"It's not a beastly and pleasant place, so let's go next"
When Mr. Nazab says that emotionally, he goes to the next room.
"This is like a birth room. I usually let them work on the ranch, but when the birth is nearer, I move them here to have children. We do a dozen seeds a day, so it's roughly the same number that we can give birth to."
There are dozens of big belly elves in the peeping room, and some kids are groaning like they're in pain. Some elves still seemed busy working here.
"Ugh! Ugh, give birth... ru..."
Just about to start giving birth, so I rush away and leave the room. The childbirth scene of a child who only looks like a teenager is just too irritating. I can't even show it to my sister.
"Well, it's not really something to watch and feel good about, either"
Mr. Nazab guided me through the next building with a bitter smile about how he interpreted my actions.
"This is where you have grown elves. It's empty because it's on the job now."
The buildings guided were, at first glance, warehouse-like places.
In a dim building with no windows, there is a three-stage shelf of about 50 cm on either side of the aisle.
I tilted my neck wondering if I really made a mistake with the warehouse, but the next moment overlapped with some memories of the original world, and my spine became zombie.
This is the Jewish Forced Shelter I saw in the image.
Will it inevitably take this form when we try to accommodate humans with maximum efficiency?
As my eyes get used to the darkness, I see countless blankets on deep shelves. Based on that number, they're sleeping two or three people per meter to fold. They also use the bottom steps, on the floor, and there was a blanket.
"Sleep here at night, let milk squeeze 0.5 liters in the morning, feed and put to work. When I come home at night, I'll let the milk squeeze the same amount again, feed it, and if I do my job right, I'll let it sleep."
Exactly the life of the livestock itself. Of course there won't be any holidays or entertainment.
Even though it's noon, this dimly gloomy space continues all the way up ahead, with many buildings of the same kind. That was a sight that just made me thin and cold just imagine.
"Well, now I think I've looked around for the most part...... is there anything else you'd like?
"Is there no hospital or something?
"You don't. Some injuries and illnesses will be dealt with on-site, and livestock infected with major injuries or infectious diseases will be disposed of."
"... Really? There's nothing else I'd like to see, but I need to ask you one question. Are all the elves here individuals born on this ranch? Some individuals used to be wild elves?
"Some individuals used to be wild species, but now they're all breeding individuals. Wild species are a little tricky to deal with because they know the outside world."
"I see...... no, thank you very much for today. It was very interesting."
"No, more importantly if this one helped. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to come."
One of the first gold coins I gave him seemed to be working quite well, and Mr. Nazab gave me a lift to the ranch entrance and smiled and shook his hand after the ranch. I feel nauseous.
But anyway, I was able to confirm the status quo. Speaking of greed, I also wanted to find a fellow candidate, but now I should be satisfied with the information alone.
"Brother..."
My sister, who had been following me with a blue face all the time, hugs me in her arms so that I can cling to her. The hand was trembling in small pieces.
"Sorry, that was tight..."
"Yeah...... but I'm also glad to see it. Brother, can you help those people?
Tell Rhina not to hear me or whisper (sayin ') in her ear. When Rhina sees it, she frowns in the shape of a riddled face and walks to think about something.
"Right...... I have an appointment with Lynne, and I don't know how far I can go, but I'll just try to do it"
Honestly, I'm not sure. It's totally out of my hands to help an elf with 10,000 people just over there.
Besides, 'Wasn't it treated the same way as the livestock of the original world? Why are cows and pigs good and no elves'? I haven't even been able to come up with an answer to the puzzling question.
But my sister, holding my hand, said happily, 'Yeah, you can definitely do it, brother!' That's the answer to everything for me.
If Kaori wants it, I'll do everything I can to make it happen. That's a sin to me, and a reward to my sister for not abandoning me.
On the way home, I'll spin my thoughts in my head.
In order to achieve the goal, funds, bases, peers, force, knowledge, and connections. Everything is missing. But we have to do it. That, too, while definitely keeping my sister safe.
The warm sister's temperature coming from her arm gave me courage and vitality as the cold winter breeze blew on her...
7 December 418 Continental Calendar
0.001% progress towards continental reunification at the moment (based in the village of Lynne's hometown)
Asset holdings 33,083,200 Ast (+17,888,2800)
Subordinated Lynne: Elf's Bow Rhina: Adventurer