Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

January 16, 7451.

"Okay, then?

The carriage railway from Weed, via Beglitz and to Zondir leaves at exactly six o'clock in the morning.

The time now is a few minutes before that.

It should be noted that Marr and Limby, who were accompanying me as far as the Wang capital, are returning to Beglitz after splitting the carriage with Uranus during the course of yesterday.

In addition, the military horses on which His Highness rode decided to be kept by Xenom.

"Yeah, there's no problem. Anytime."

His Royal Highness Richard sits in the middle of a passenger car for the public, looking around uncommonly at the surrounding seats and the freight cars connected to the rear.

I could have made the luxury version of the passenger car available in advance by mentioning it first, but this happened when His Highness was asked to try a regular vehicle with the average passenger because it was already in commercial operation.

Even though we are starting commercial operations with general passengers, the fare is not an amount that can easily be given between Weed and Beglitz at 100,000 Z per adult per way (baggage that can be brought in at this rate totals 250 cm and weighs up to 100 kg), so the majority of the passengers we normally use are about members of the Chamber of Commerce who go out for business.

It should be noted that active employees of the Administration and the Knights are given free full line tickets (free boarding and disembarkation anywhere in the territory of West Dart) with a maximum of two tickets per year.

Of course, the soldiers of the Knights of the Kingdom stationed in the villages on the front line say that the officials of the administration, who were usually so easily difficult to travel or return home to in order to take days, also consult and use the convenience of their vacation.

I was happy to jump up when I did a ticket (subject to the accompaniment of the Knights) to Tor before this.

He said he was going to Golden Week where he could get a clustered holiday after preparing souvenirs for his parents and brother and wife who work at Weed, so I thought he was cute for his former habit of hanging out.

If the baking egg engine is completed and full mining and refining of fuel begins, it can be a little cheaper, but this is still so fast that it is considerably cheaper than hiring a carriage and escort, so more than half of the seats are always filled for the price.

"Lord Gried, by the way..."

"Ha"

"This Cenlo seems to be the end point, but will it stretch to the Midwest Dart or beyond?

"Yes, as you know, I'm going to extend it to the King's Capital."

"You haven't started work on the extension yet?

His Highness seemed to wonder about the tracks that only stretched in one direction.

"Yep. My territory is still only this west dart, so I can't go on my own......"

As for the three Earl Territories lining up from the Midwest Dart to the East Dart, maybe no one should complain that they were starting construction now, because they would eventually be mine under previous arrangements.

But as far as I'm concerned, I didn't want to do that until it was properly promulgated, and above all, I just wanted to give priority to the doubling work between the villages of West Dart and Zondir-Beglitz-Weed.

"Hehe... sounds like you. There's no way out."

Is this, like, complimented?

"No, if the minister is your father's loyal subordinate, he must take the initiative and set the example."

"Right..."

His Royal Highness seemed to wonder if even a few more thoughtful words would come out, but he seemed nosy at the uninteresting dialogue, opening and closing the lid of the ashtray (laughter) planted on the elbow of the seat and saying, "What? What's this?" or whining.

Yeah.

Everyone told me that there was no equipment to block the wind and rain, but I didn't need to attach an ashtray, but this is a matter of mood.

I myself don't smoke, but I just think ashtrays are a must for elbow hanging in long distance train seats, for no other reason.

A drink holder?

I don't want such a weak thing.

... Well, can I have it? It would be convenient if there was one.

"Then passengers. First flight from Weed on January 16th, leaving on time!

Because he tells you His Royal Highness the Prince is on board, or a slightly higher voice.

"Departure progression!

The carriage railroad moved slowly.

"Oh."

"Ooh."

"It's working!

His Royal Highness and the knights of the escort voiced their admiration orally.

"Uh-huh."

At the corner of the Knights of the Leagues' squad yard, one orc was tied up and bit by a monkey monkey.

"... chip. This guy can't do this anymore."

Claw looked down at the oak drooling of covetousness from the edge of the ape when he struck his tongue.

Oak's eyes have not set his gaze with flutter while paying attention to the headbag Claw is raising.

I've had Bucks and Knucks used to interrogate me many times since I captured him, but I just keep letting him consume drugs in jail, without being able to communicate one busy thing, to this day.

I don't care what you think. It's nothing but futile to keep this oak any longer.

but it was a good sample that this is what happens when you keep taking drugs.

With that in mind, it is no exaggeration to say that drugs are considered an abomination among the Knights, and for that reason alone have been kept alive to this day.

"Hey, how are things with those villagers?

Claw goes on to speak to his squire, who refrains on the side.

“That village” refers to a woody settlement that was in the vicinity of Zondir, not exactly a village, but only one settlement belonging to the city of Zondir.

"Yes, I've been quiet for a while without making any particular noise here."

"Right."

The knights, who guarded the drug-invaded wooddust and barracks, suffered from withdrawal symptoms coming from the drug run-off initially, causing constant noise.

However, the so-called withdrawal symptoms have subsided in the past few months, and even when I show Bucks and Knax, I am losing my obsession.

They were completely out of medication, placed under the surveillance of the Knights, and those with severe symptoms were tied to their beds and restrained, so if time went by, the medication would fall out.

But many times the memory of intense pleasure engraved in the brain will remain for the rest of your life.

"Hey, you, keep this guy back in jail. Follow the latter."

When Claw ordered his squire to throw up and throw it away, he walked out to the Knights' quarters.

- I guess it's time to keep the wood dust and those knights inside the Knights... no, no, it's still early?

At any rate, we have to see what's going on with them.

One of his tasks is, of course, to keep a good record of the extent to which poisoning symptoms recover and what symptoms he will experience if he continues to give a certain amount of drugs.

The time now is ten o'clock.

"That's fast..."

His Royal Highness and the Knights of the Guard flaunt with an incredible face.

From Weed to Beglitz, take just four hours for about fifty kilometers of itinerary.

At an average speed of more than one or two kilometers an hour, it's a bit too high for the common sense of an oath to think about.

Moreover, there are three stops along the way, so the maximum speed is considerable given the stopping time and acceleration and deceleration.

Since the start of commercial operations, it has been possible to increase the speed of operation while watching the situation and finally reach the planned speed even when driving for the general public, which is not a special operation with a magical hoof.

In horses that don't let boulders wear magic hooves, the limit would be around here with six heads standing.

"Uh, Your Highness. This train keeps going to Zondir and turns around, so if you wait here...... hey"

In two and a half hours, your man answered that he was leaving from Beglitz Station for Weed at 12: 30.

Because Zondir and Beglitz at the end of the line have a slightly longer parking time because of the size of the station (rather than the city's population).

"It's a little early for lunch, but if you can afford this much time, it's also possible to run a few errands, eat a meal, and then go back to Weed"

The number of copies is a little high because it is fairly close between Beglitz-Zondir and expects many people and loads to come and go.

Specifically, with the exception of this transterritorial train, more or less one service operates every three hours.

Naturally, the number of users continues to grow as prices are set cheaper depending on distance, and the slaves are still rough about unloading and loading new loads.

"I didn't know I could make that weed and grits back and forth in half a day and have some leeway..."

"And it didn't shake at all."

"The ride is not comparable to the carriage"

I grin bitterly at His Highness, who is blurring and whispering as he looks at the loading and unloading of his luggage.

The first person on board, they're all together, what the hell.

Speed and ride are important, but so is the amount of loads.

The biggest point, for example, is that this train alone can carry only six horses with about 20 passengers and tons of luggage.

The coefficient of friction (mu) with the ground is low, it's unique to railways.

"We have your inn, too, so why don't we move?

I called out wholeheartedly wanting to go home soon, but His Highness remained blinded by the loading and unloading of authentic baggage, which was not too much at the halfway station, and by the easy inspection work using parking time.

Nature and sighing, but I went to the store that stuck to the station building to buy tea because there was no art even when I was staring at it.

My sister, who was a clerk, looked at my face and panicked (maybe she was worried that the container would return), but when I gently said, "Don't worry about that because I'll return the vessel properly," she carried me a basin with tea on it.

"Bean tea, please"

When I said that and handed it to each and every one of them, His Highness, who was obsessed with the giant iron wheel he had first seen, finally remembered my existence.

It should be noted that His Royal Highness forgave me from entering my home because it was a sudden inspection and told me that I would stay at the inn with the knights tonight.

I went back to the mansion.

After seeing Alson's face for a long time, holding him and stroking his head around scatterly, he took a bath with him and talked to Mizuchi as he played with one of his precious sons.

Naturally, it's about Alson's status.

'There is a definitive difference between Alson and Miko in saying…'

"Ahhh."

Alson grins with a full face at his seriously faced parents, drooling covetousness from the edge of his mouth.

I'm in the mood to swing my favorite rattle.

'You're lying......!?

After all, Mizuchi seems to have been devastated too.

I can't help it.

It took a lot of time to calm down.

'From your eyes, is there anything unusual...?

I look around and ask horribly.

'I don't think there's anything strange about it at the moment. Bartolome (Pat) says he's a normal kid too...'

'Right...'

There's no way Mizuchi would keep his mouth shut on me if it was something strange.

I will write out a description of the MP in Japanese that I can see in [Appraisal] again, but naturally I didn't get any new information.

"The lower the number, the less self-control, obsession, etc. with desire, and when it reaches zero, it becomes impossible to defy the underlying desire...?"

I snort back at Mizuchi's whining, too.

Well, Alson hasn't been three months since he was born.

There's no way there's self-control over desire in the first place... is there?

So how much is Miko?

There is no reason to think about it.

Not a monster, compared to the animals there...... even Miko is still a baby.

There is no reason.

Babies who can stand hunger and drowsiness even slightly?

That's unusual.

'Whatever it takes, it looks like the level will soon rise, and you'll get some experience'

Is that the only way?

Well, I don't care if you force me to gain experience and aim to level up, I don't know what to say a few days off.

Whatever you do, you don't have to hurry.

"Tomorrow, I'll go see the slave baby. More samples will be needed for comparison. '

'Well... I heard you were born yesterday... and I'm sure you were Mr. Domock's slave.'

"Domok? He's the one who makes you do wheat south of the city, isn't he?

"Yeah, that Mr. Domock."

The Dmocks have long lived in Beglitz, a squire who has served as a deputy in history.

I remember his face, but not even a slave owned by a squire on a boulder.

"Then I'll go tomorrow."

"Yeah. That's how it is."

'And then there's Alson's level up... what do you think we should do?

'... only enough to put a blade on your hand and scratch the right monster...'

Yeah.

Is there still only that degree of idea?

If Alson could do the act with some sense of purpose, he would certainly gain experience, even if only slightly.

But now Alson is an infant.

I don't think there's any reason to have a sense of purpose other than instinct.

"It's worth a try."

Even so, giving up from the start is unacceptable.

Evening.

Alson left it with his maid and Mizuchi and I went out to dinner.

Of course, when I got to Beglitz with His Royal Highness when I left the capital, he asked me to dine with him at my mansion.

However, I am grateful because I would like to summarize the results of the inspection, but I was told that I would refrain.

If I did this, I might have been fortunate to have been turned down by His Highness on the matter of eating together.

Well, if I did, I wouldn't have talked to Mizuchi about Alson as of today.

About Alson, it doesn't solve anything if you're depressed with all your parents poking serious faces at each other.

All we need now is moderate mood swings.

It's nice to be able to talk to Mizuchi because it's hard for me to keep holding on to Alson on my own.

The way to go is the usual drill.

In Beglitz, it's the lower part of the store, but it always keeps sea urchins and other seafood, so it's been around for the past year or so.

At the end of the day, it's bad for the owner, but it's not the kind of restaurant where His Royal Highness eats.

They are also staying at Sankrat, the finest in Beglitz, and when they hear about the restaurant over there, they should be introduced to Kamran first, so they'll never be winged face-to-face.

"Ugly."

Enter the store through the open door.

"Welcome!

The store's billboard daughter, the shop owner's daughter, responds well.

Yeah, yeah.

The menu is just totally more tavern-like, even if you can call me elegant.

I was led to the table at the back where I was always sitting.

"Beer and clouds for now. And sashimi, please."

"Oh, I'm in chilled tea"

Alson is still drinking boobs, so Mizuchi's drink is not alcohol.

"No, I'm tired this time"

"I'm back with His Highness. Good luck."

"Oh, it took me a while because I can only run down the street."

When I answered with a shoulder flattery, the beer was carried first.

Drinking the cooled tea here is about reincarnated, including me, so it's going to take a while before the tea is served that needs to be cooled down after it's boiled.

"Excuse me, but I'm going to get you a drink first."

Tilt the jock before even hearing Mizuchi's reply.

I am also used to drinking beer at room temperature a long time ago.

I have tried to cool it down temporarily because I wanted to drink it, but unlike Japanese beer, cooling it doesn't make it feel messy.

Rather than that, the oath beer is so-called ale, so it tastes better at room temperature because it has a good mouthfeel.

How difficult would it be to do this together until we could have a lower fermented beer such as a lager or a pilsner.

Does anyone want to make it?

I'll buy you every craftsman.

And when the tea and food were brought in.

"Or, my lord?

I heard a familiar voice.

Face up towards the entrance in a moment.

One of the knights who was escorting His Highness just walked into the store.

There are a few followers behind it.

Why did you come here...

"Mizuchi, I see His Highness."

There was an inadvertent voice.