Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

March 19, 7450.

We left the village of Rad in the morning, and we arrived in the village of Larks just around lunch.

He then took a break for lunch at a diner run by Lord Sir Muir's brother and immediately left.

And forty minutes later, he put the village of Zorge, and fifty minutes later, the village of Mead in sight.

The current time is around 14 o'clock, which means that the day is still high.

It's a slow walk for making me wear Breeze Horseshoe, a breezy hoof, but I couldn't help but get any faster than Cunningham, who suffers from motion sickness.

As a result, Zenom told me last night that the railway line is currently reaching around the middle of the villages of Haros and Damon.

As of this year's head... Er, I was about to pass the cultivated land in Mead Village on January 3rd, so I was able to extend it by 16-7 in just over two and a half months or 12 weeks.

In short, in a week, it will be about one or three cents.

At that time, the construction speed was about 150m per day, which meant that it was just over 200m.

Especially since I've been able to add another construction team since last month, and I'll be used to the work, so it's obvious.

I'm glad to hear you're making progress on that.

We're going to put in another construction team at the end of this month or around next month, and at this rate, we're going to open it up to Weed in three months?

I entered Mead Village alone with a hock-face while calculating the skin of a raccoon I didn't take.

Naturally, Cunningham also seems to have noticed the tracks, and he has some kind of voice asking Zulu.

Zulu was also proud to answer, "This is something called Tetsudorosen, a revolutionary carriage capable of carrying large amounts of luggage at high speeds".

No, a loyal slavehead.

I don't think that's what she wants to hear.

Conscious of nature and the edge of his mouth hoisted, he only slowed down the velocity of Uranus a little and lined up with the carriage.

"You know as many decent guys as this, right?

That's what I said, and Zulu seems to remember that she was a reincarnator, too.

He looks a little lit up and shuts up.

Are you ashamed of what you've said and bragged about?

"My lord. That's right...... but isn't this a fine 'track' too? Besides, they even lay it on the board like it was in the whole line" Trail "...... it's amazing!

Cunningham, who only saw me for a moment, immediately tells me like he was excited as he put his gaze back on the track.

"Mm-hmm. It's a 'carriage railroad' for the moment, and horses tow. I just had to do this."

Cunningham turned his gaze to me again when he answered with his shoulders flaunted.

"I see... but the rails, anyway, have to cut out gravel and massive plates..."

Oh? I like the edge of your eyes.

"I made a round saw."

It's not Zulu, but I'll just brag a little too.

"Huh? A round saw is, you know, spinning...?

Fluffy.

I'll nod to Eagle Deep Fried.

"Bye, 'Electricity' too!?"

Cunningham has asked to get himself out of the carriage carrier.

But even though it's not impossible to think calmly, is it that way?

"No, not that far on the boulder..."

All I can think of is a bitter laugh.

There's no way you can make electricity or motors in this day and age!... yet.

"So how?

If there's no electricity, there's only one.

"It's manpower. It feels like a manpower round saw plate with a mounted type. Sometimes the gears are combined to ensure RPM, and the rotation force is not very strong. For example, cutting a timber mouth like cutting lumber in oak requires considerable force, and the reverse eye (Sakame) (* cutting from the top of the roots with vertical wood (Sakame)) is a bit tight when it is a woman. First of all, I'll be fine."

The round saw board made by Tor is quite large, like a saw that rotates between two aero bikes, to put it simply.

The blade of the round saw is the tungsten super hard steel that I made with a diameter of 40cm, but other than that, it is an excellent product that is made to be compact from large gears and increase the hardness of the gear material.

There are also plenty of bearings for smooth rotation and planetary gears to avoid losing a little torque, multiple detachments (flywheels) to take advantage of the stability and inertia of the rpm, and freewheels that can be considered essential for bicycles, which have somewhat complex mechanisms in this era.

Also, it is sold that the cutting surface of the material is quite smooth.

It is mandatory to hang stones for furniture, etc.

In particular, many challenges remain.

First, as I said myself, I choose a user (also called a rower).

For use, it is necessary for a pair of rowers to do bicycle rowing on both sides of the board.

Is the ideal a slave to a resilient man?

It hurts that kids and old people can't do it first.

Still, the gear ratio involved in the rpm is ultimately about 1: 25, so the limit is 50 rpm for a second and 3,000 rpm for a second, even if the speed at which the pedal is rowed is two rpm in a second.

There is also resistance of the wood to be cut, so even if the gear ratio is increased more than this, there was no choice because if someone with extra power did not do the rower, the blade would bite the wood and the rotation would stop.

This is also why it is difficult to cut the wooden mouth horizontally against the wood of the lumber.

Huh? Should I turn the blade into a fine eye?

It's a pain in the ass to make many kinds, and if your eyes are fine, it's hard to take care of them.

I wouldn't even make a small, thin yasuri like that.

Even Yasuri for the round saw right now is a feather I end up making without being able to make it with Tor.

Besides, if I were a rower, I'd be alone, vertical or horizontal, but I could cut the diagonal freely.

Well, if I'm gonna do that on purpose, Wizard, uh, but it's gonna be a good workout, too.

Me, Mizuchi and Zulu both manage to make time and sweat on aero bikes once or twice a week for about 30 minutes.

I'm also seriously considering letting the Knights do it.

Note that we tend to lack torque for manpower, so in addition to their considerable leg strength, the slaves who row bicycles also need to breathe in each other's breath.

Also, in order to cut the plate properly, the speed of shifting the material to be cut by identifying the number of revolutions of the saw blade must also be changed.

It also takes some getting used to on the artisan side, but this one is not that difficult.

That said, it is certain to be effective enough to compensate for those weaknesses.

Clean cutting of many boards out of long wood in the first place demands considerable craftsmanship as long as ordinary saws are used.

Normally, he says he won't get it unless he trains at an engineering store for years.

However, as long as there is this round saw board, it is easy to cut it in a straight line even for inexperienced apprentices who can attach gauges as long as it is mounted.

Of course, it is so fast that it is not comparable when compared to cutting with a normal saw.

Only if the lumber is cut in a straight line.

Now, four of these round sawmills are fully operational and make as many as 300 to 400 sheets each day of plates that are 20 to 30 cm wide, 3 to 5 m long and about 2 to 10 cm thick.

As a result, one of the four cars is a little less aerobic for the Mountains (Dwarves) and dwarves (Halflings).

I saw Guine rowing with Ruby, my Dwarf combat slave, saying hihi-hi the other day.

Then, about the material wood, but the wood also leaves when cutting open the track land, and I am not in trouble because there is enough to roar beside Beglitz.

Prepare to crush him for half a day, and if I go, you can cut him down as many as you want.

The trees on the track land up to Weed have already been wiped out into bands of 10 m wide.

In addition, it also cuts down trees there because it opens the outer perimeter of the cultivated land in Beglitz.

It is not an empty chunk beating (air bash) because it can also scratch the wood cut at the corners, but it has to be cut down with a vacuum blade (vacuum blade), but thanks to it, it improved enough to instantly get it out of anywhere in my body when it comes to vacuum blades (vacuum blades).

Well, it's useless magic to me right now.

When the trees are diminishing, you can stretch your legs to the Dart Plains.

Trees grow enough to be swept and discarded, and you won't have any trouble with them on a century-by-century basis.

I'm not really worried about water retention because it's flat ground.

It would be low enough to lead to disaster like a landslide.

Natural sabotage? I don't care about me right now because someone ahead of me should think about it.

"Ah, is it manpower? It's tough."

Oh, my God, you're done with a word, you bitch.

That round saw board, the two factories, they can't help but say they want their hands out of their throats.

Even I was very impressed with the round saw board, so I'm doing 10 million on Tor for its design and mould.

Now I'm working on a lathe prototype in parallel with the press brush up, and as soon as that's done, I'm saying I'll be working on a horizontal milling machine.

When that happens, the grinder will also be able to do so due to time issues.

Besides, if you can do crown gear, you can make vertical milling machines and ball boards.

Regardless of the round saw that needed electric motors, they were all inventions from the nineteenth century onwards on Earth that became an industrial revolution.

I don't think you can hit a bee if you're impressed.

We arrived at Beglitz.

Come to think of it, I've only had about two weeks to be in the realm since I got in this year.

Heading to Knights headquarters in a bit of a depressing mood.

I know Mizuchi isn't here because he shouldn't be stuffing the administration this time of Monday, but Ralpha and Guineh should be joining the group.

You have to introduce them to Cunningham first.

I'm looking forward to Cunningham.

He entered the arable land and deviated south from the tracks, aiming for the Knights headquarters on the eastern outskirts of Beglitz.

Slow down for a few minutes to the point where the adult makes a loose run.

I could hear the squire and knights expanding into the squad yard raise their voices.

"This is our Knights headquarters."

I entered the premises with a voice, struggling with the young squire who raised his spear in front of the gate to salute him.

"Call the knights Balladik and his wife Brigadier Firefrid and Akdam."

commands, and leaps off Uranus and deposits the reins with one of the left, as he drops off one crack of the gatekeeper rushes out toward the practice field.

The well-informed squire handed it to Zulu when he removed his saddlebags from Uranus, and towed his horse to give him a drink of water.

When Zulu puts my saddlebag on the carriage carrier, this one starts removing the horse from the carriage as well.

Speak to Cunningham, who got off the carrier and stopped by my side.

"You can join the Knights from the start if you want. They say you can use both swords and spears, so if you try a little harder, you'll soon be a true knight."

With that said, Cunningham looked just a little harder.

"Um, the Knights are fascinating, but I still decide, as you initially talked about, to learn at least six months in the administration. Can I join the Knights afterwards?

I hear her answer and nod.

Yeah, that would be good, too.

Have them work under Jabba first by appointment.

The remuneration is Z500,000 per month.

With very few exceptions, such as Jabba and nobility, it's a veteran management salary that will last decades.

Experience cashier-related practices for six months and at the same time gain an understanding of the work flow of the administration in general.

Then go full to the Knights.

The pay there goes down a lot because it goes according to the rules.

In addition to having the Knights take charge of accounting, supply and other accounting duties under Marie, they are naturally trained as soldiers.

Dawn, who became a brilliant knight, said he would discuss the treatment again and pay the due amount.

"Shall we go inside?"

I accompanied Cunningham to the main building.

"I am the squire Grinner Akdam. Call me Guine."

Cunningham also exchanged words of greeting by holding the hand offered by Guine.

"All right, you're all done saying hello. Well, shall we talk about the future for a moment? Have a seat."

Make sure Claw, Marie, Ralpha, Guine and Cunningham have lowered their hips and start talking again.

"First of all, it's about Cunningham. Over the next six months, I'll have her work in the administration. After that, I'm going to ask the Knights to join us if they don't have any particular problems."

They're all paying attention to me without saying anything.

"Swords and spears can be used there, but your current strength... I'm sorry it's been a tough way for you to put it, but don't expect too much from what I just said is the average Knights squire. Cunningham. If you regret it, keep it well arched for six months working for the administration. If you need someone, these guys will always hang out with you."

I noticed Ralpha looking dissatisfied.

"Ralpha, do you have something to say?

For the most part, while working in the administration, you must have realized that you would be paid quite a bit.

Just for the gold deceased.

"If you want to join the Knights later, why don't you let them join you from the beginning? The Knights will have us reincarnated, and Ethel will be comfortable."

Oh?

I can't believe this guy worries about someone else...

Unexpectedly speaking too unexpectedly, he makes a loud noise and swallows spit.

"... you wouldn't have told him that. She was in the 'militia' her whole life. Unlike me, when he died, he was an active 'self-defense officer', and his rank was the same 'three lieutenants' as mine."

That's all I said, Claw opened his eyes and said, "Is' Three Lieutenants' Ensign?!? I didn't know."

That said, you never told these guys about my militia days.

Honestly, I don't know, because as far as I'm concerned, I really didn't think it mattered decades ago.

"Mm-hmm. You're familiar."

I just said with a little admiration.

Anyway, Claw said he was in high school, so I didn't think he knew anything about the militia class.

"You're familiar, that's common sense. See?"

When Claw tells me to laugh with his nose elsewhere like that, he asks his surroundings to agree.

but no one nods.

"It's not common sense. You know what?"

"That's right. I wasn't interested in the militia at all."

"You always say that, don't you? Your common sense is someone else's insanity."

The total scratch from Ralpha, Ghine and Marie makes Claw a little soggy......

"But hey, 'three lieutenants'... you're the lowest end of the cadet, right?"

I didn't.

You're right, but do you say it in front of Pepe or something?

"That's right, Al heard 'land', Ethel, you too?

He said he was a demand department, so I guess he decided to land!

I didn't say that.

Besides, it was a different matter of whether or not you could tell where I was saying it.

"Yes, this is Northeast Side Squad Division VI."

"No, even if you say that, I'm not sure you were in the Northeast."

……

See, that's what I say...

"Cunningham's job title is' Department of Demand 'unlike my' General '." Department of Demand "is like a supply unit. You're working with Marie on accounting and supplies, but she can call you an expert on that."

If you find out, you impressed me. Keep your face shut, kid.

And when I tried to go on, I talked again.

"I knew if I was a militia, I'd be empty. You can ride a 'fighter' or something, and you look great."

Oh, yeah.

Sure, fighters look good and admire them.

"Oh, yes, yes. But even if you didn't die at the time, you'll never get along with a fighter."

"You don't have anything to do with your head, do you?

"There is a great deal, Azuma. At least 'physics' and 'math' and 'English' in 'high school' have to have the contents of the 'textbook' completely in mind. It's och to be fired in elimination right away, even if you get 'aeronautics'. I heard about Eagle's manual, about a box of these big 'cardboard' boxes, no matter how smart you are, if you don't fully understand that, you're fired right away."

"Ugh, even a good arm serves as a brain muscle gorilla, right?

"We're just talking about 'comics' or 'novels' like that. 'Land' or 'sky', but 'executive self-defense officers' have always been tried, so Bonkla doesn't work to forget what he learned in 'school'."

Of course, he studied pure military science such as senior executives' courses (AOCs) and command bureaucracy courses (CGS), but the familiar disciplines of English, mathematics, physics, and history also looked like they deserved it.

There's not a single guy who gets grades in all of them and doesn't study desperately because he's also involved in future promotions and eventually retirement.

"Anyway. At least we can expect Cunningham to be more knowledgeable than anyone else in this world by putting in supply measures. Supply and military operations will involve the administration, and we need to get a better understanding of the work of the administration."

That's what I said, and I forcefully ended the conversation.

Anyway, we have to talk about Fio and Grace.

Yeah, they were married, and we should talk about my marriage first.

You can talk about the Fios by getting tangled up in it.

"Then it's mine. Naturally, this Knights of the Earls of the League, but for the Royal Army to be garrisoned, we also gained command of the armies to be garrisoned in the county territories of Lancel, Dressler and Ellers other than the League."

Neither Claw nor Marie is surprised to hear from Ralpha or Guine about this matter and seemed to know it.

"So, it's going to be about the beginning of next year, but I'll also be the one to count those three counts. I'm going to name the Marquis right after you."

Naturally, he seemed to know about Count Dressler, but was very surprised to learn about gripping all four Earls lined up on the Dart Plains.

Of course, about naming the Marquis.

Everyone congratulates me frequently.

Ralpha and Guine were also as happy as they were about themselves.

"And then we'll get married by this time next year"

When I said it, I quieted back like I hit the water.

"Gee, marriage... isn't it already?"

said Guine with her eyes rounded.

"Oh."

Turn off your expression and answer.

"So, Second Lady...?

Marie asked after her throat rattled.

"Don't be."

Answer in a flat voice.

"Um... who are they...?

I was questioned by Cunningham in such a manner as fear.

"I am the daughter of His Majesty the King. You're Brigadier Sir Michael-Forcaine, two or three years down....... heh. As you can imagine, it's a political marriage."

I answered with restraint as I clapped my shoulders.

"Michael-Forcaine...... you've heard of it. You're a Puppet, right? Is Mizuchi...?

Claw sends a serious look.

"It's Hume. I haven't told Mizuchi yet... hey!

Ralpha, who suddenly stood up, ran out of the room.

I thought we should talk where everyone is...