Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

We arrived at our destination, the mine candidate, after a few days of itinerary from Rafen.

"I thought it would take longer to get to the realm of the mountain people."

This time I'm even taking you to the carriage.

"This is what I'm saying about building streets. If you have a path, you can move twice as fast as three times the same foot."

I snort after Adolf stirred up the hot valve all the time here.

I'm sorry. Every night I hold Celia and the others, they go outside.

"No, I can't stop being done next to my head."

Then let's not borrow it.

I'll try to get closer to the mountain again.

To the east seems to be an example mine with a huge large mountain range whose summit is unseen, a rocky mountain protruding to the west with a potun like a child in that large mountain range.

Potsung is a few hundred meters high, and if it's in the central plain, it's a mountain that stands out more than enough.

The surface is not so inclined, although the rock skin has peeled off and no trees or grass have grown, and you will be able to climb easily to the top of the mountain if you avoid all the cuts.

It doesn't even look like just a rocky mountain, but it also looks reddish overall.

Spring water is overflowing from all parts of the mountains, but the quantity is small and it is unlikely that full-scale farming will be possible.

And it has some weird color, weird smell.

"As you showed me last time, it's a great mine. The surface is covered in red scrapstone…"

The man Claire brought in...... I forgot his first name.

The man finds a rocky mountain indentation and hammers it.

"Fine iron inside if peeled off… this will be the best iron with just a little purification"

"So you're going to dig a hole in the mountains?

"Yes, that would take a lot of stones..."

He walks into a stream that flows nearby.

"You don't have to go into the mountains. You can also take a lot of sand iron from these streams. These areas are enough land to be called iron blocks."

Well, if that's what you're going to say, maybe we can rush the development.

"You might be able to build a massive melting furnace, not a small furnace, anyway"

Adolf comes out of his mouth.

"Steel would be better quality..."

"Above all, the massive accumulation of ore…"

"Not just miners..."

Adolf and Claire started talking, so I'm out of the ring with Celia.

I don't know what I'm going to do with it anyway.

I can only leave what I don't know to you.

Shifting his gaze, he saw a cabin sneaking up on the mountain.

Smoke is climbing out of the chimney.

I'm free, so why don't we take a look?

"Those are the people of the mountains who said the people of the fire... that they would trade food for iron"

"Yes, he told me he was friendly and would never attack, but I'll be vigilant."

At Celia's direction, the escort begins to take defensive posture.

"I don't think it's going to hit me all of a sudden, but let's talk this through first, just in case."

Later, I won't go down if I can rub it.

Besides, if you're hostile anyway, only beat it first.

I thought it was just a few when I rode closer to Schwartz, the cabins lined up dozens to hide in the indentations of mountain skin, forming a settlement, albeit small.

The cabin was not made of wood and was made of baked clay or soil that was not known.

Smoke rises from almost all of that, and you can hear the sound of hitting the cane and the metal.

Apparently it's true to say people who make iron.

"What, when I think I haven't been here lately, suddenly..."

You heard the hoof. A man comes out of one of the cabins snuggly dirty in coal.

You must have mistaken the mountain folk for coming to exchange. The man obviously looked at us with heterogeneous armor and weapons and flipped over and shouted out.

"Who are you people! The people of the meadows!? Now you're attacking me!?

One person after another comes out of each cabin to the scream of a man, but he looks at this one uniformly and peels his eyes off.

"Shit."

Make Celia stop trying to pull a knife.

"Relax, that's not hostile... I'm threatening you"

I didn't bring out a weapon, and it's dozens or so.

You won't be able to do anything about the convoy, a heavily armed cavalry.

That said, is it easier to talk to me if you threaten me a little?

"Village chief here...... I don't know if you call me chief, but bring me a guy who can talk to me anyway. Unless you attack me, I can't do this either."

That said, I dared Celia and the others to maintain their fighting posture.

What was guided was a relatively large hut, like a rally hall, a small building with or without ten people.

There was an old man sitting inside who looked like a bump when he put the convoy at the entrance.

My face is black and coal, and one eye is crushed.

"I'll do a summary here. [Framme]"

"It's Agil. He's doing lords under the mountains."

You don't know what to say anyway, and the referral would be fine.

"Quick, but they're all threatening. Can you tell me why?

I just came because I saw the cabin, but that doesn't connect us.

"You can pick iron from this mountain, right?

"Of course, we live by slapping iron"

"Apparently. We want iron, too. That's why I'm here to dig out of here."

I can't help but preface it.

I'm not going to torment them, but I'm not going to shy away.

"... will you throw us out"

"No, I don't care if you don't get in the way. Why don't you guys get out of the way when we start mining?

I notice something strange when I say that much.

I thought it was a very similar clan to them because they seemed to have a daily relationship with the people of the mountains, but this man who says framme, old but nearly 180 tall, is also in good physical shape.

Even the big men, most of them smaller heads than me. Much bigger for a mountain folk.

"You're not a mountain folk."

Framme closed her eyes and nodded slowly.

"Dear Left, I am not a mountain people. More than forty years ago, the meadow... I forgot the name of the country, but it was burned out in a war, chased away by a bandit, gone down and picked up."

Framme led me out of the assembly hall.

There's a bunch of worried people looking at this one.

"He who came from the meadows as I did, the people of the mountains whose tribes perished in battle and disease, and their mixed blood. This is where these people came together."

When I look at those gathered, there is certainly a huge difference between the back and the skin.

"Well... that's funny"

I thought there would only be death if we entered the realm of the mountain people, but there were different stories.

But for that, the population is small.

There are only about 4,50 people at most.

"Was it forty years since you came here? It's been a long time, but it's a lonely settlement."

Framme laughs and says.

"I don't have food. Water's bad, babies can't live 80% of the time."

Flamme throws a sole in a cage that he thinks is for food and gives it to him.

That was a big rat I smoked.

"This is such a great treat. Moss in mushrooms on small bugs... fishing for even unthinkable things roughly by the time I lived in the meadows. Sometimes the mountain folk give me meat to exchange for iron tools, but lately I've stopped coming."

I'm sorry. Maybe it's because I put most of my tribes under my umbrella and gave them weapons.

Don't tell me because it's going to get messed up.

"Above all, the water, the spring water flowing from the mountains, becomes poisonous when put into your mouth. I know, but there's no other water, so I have to drink it. And babies are unbearable."

You seem to have a very pathetic life.

It's no big deal in terms of numbers, and it's not offensive.

It doesn't seem like a problem to leave it alone.

"I see. I see. We dig mountains and make iron. But I'm not going to try to do this to you... even collect sand and iron for food and water."

I'm not going to talk to you any more because you're not jamming me.

I wouldn't have expected it as a blacksmith group, but the crude sword that the mountain people used to use, if they could only make it to that extent, is worthless to them as producers.

We'll have to collect blacksmiths from somewhere.

"Digging the mountain... that can be quite a rub"

"What?"

Flamme pulls out the great sword that was on his feet.

"You!!

Celia pulls out her sword aggressively and comes forward, but it doesn't look like she's going to be slashed.

"It's..."

What caught my eye was the sword, the brilliance and sharpness clearly visible even in the dim interior, a delicacy rarely seen even in the blacksmiths of Wangdu.

"Did you make that?

"Yes... and I can't make it again"

I fall back again.

Looks like it's worth talking to again.

"We've been beating iron for decades, and some things have been handed down from generation to generation. It's not like you can only make crude products."

"Then why didn't you give it to the mountain people?

There's no point harassing them for bringing valuable food on a regular basis.

"Because I can't take the ingredients. There are few trees here, and the stones on the surface of the mountain are of poor quality. There are better fuels and better quality iron..."

"Where is it?

"Behind the mountain...... dig a little and you'll be right out"

"Then you can dig. I'm not stupid."

But Framme shook her head.

"Mine the mountains and you can rub it with them. This one doesn't have much vitality, it's very rubbing and so on."

"They?"

(i) Put your breath down and pronounce slowly.

"He who dwells in the mountains... are subpeople"

After the settlement, I'm going back to where Adolphe and the others are making a scene.

"Are you a sub?

"That's what I heard"

"Well, a settlement of dozens or so, if you don't do harm, you can leave it alone, but you're a demon with a sub."

"Because you don't want to put your ass on when you're going to get around it well."

Adolf and Claire sigh.

I've never seen a sub before, but there are vampires, so I'm sure there are.

"I don't know if you're a subhuman or a demon, but I'm here because I don't know. I just want to settle for it."

"But even if they say in this mountain..."

The mountain is as big as a child compared to the Great Mountains, but the giant child must be a giant.

You wouldn't know how many months it would take to search for hundreds of people.

"I hope you come out of the other side... like a cave in the mountains"

Try it out loud towards one of the countless empty caves.

"If you have anything to live in this mountain, come out!!

"... No, you won't"

"Exactly too..."

Don't say it later.

I'm getting embarrassed too.

I want to hit the entrance to the cave with the hammer I brought for the digging while also hiding the lights.

I wish I could just sound it and come out.

"Oh, dangerous!!

The cave ceiling suddenly falls as she flies in response to Celia's voice.

Did the knocking shock cause you to fall?

"I can't believe you broke the mountain with a hammer...... are you really a person?

I guess it just went down a little bit.

Don't exaggerate.

What a reply I got when I tried to decide on a planned place in town anyway because I couldn't do anything more.

"Golluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Who broke the entrance?!

"Look, I got a response."

"All alert!!

One person after another came out of the mountain cave and was immediately surrounded.

I have an axe or a hammer in my hand.

"You guys! The ones who destroyed the entrance!

"... you're angry"

"That would piss you off if they hammered the front door."

Celia and Adolf sigh.

They have weapons in their hands but are more angry than murderous.

I don't think they're so bad.

"Just fine. I just wanted to talk to you guys."

They are much less tall than the people of the mountains who have popped up.

But not with a small body, but in an amazing shape like a vertical compression of a man of good stature.

Words make sense and they're not demons, are these the ones who say they're subhuman?

"What, talk? Beat our mountains..."

"Don't be so annoying, you don't like killing each other"

"Naturally! We are barbaric goblins..."

Take up the hammer held by the man who was leading the way and raising his anger quickly with one hand and shoulder.

That's pretty heavy... it's close to my spear, isn't it?

"One Hand My Hammer!?" What the hell is this guy? "" Oh, hey, don't go first. "

"We're not going to kill each other either. I just wanted to talk to you about the mountain. Now take me to someone I can talk to."

I go into the hole in the mountain where they came out on their own, but I don't know because it's dark in the back.

On top of that, it's narrow and I think I'm going to hit my head.

"Fool, this way. If you move on your own, you'll be back."

The man who took the hammer rushes forward and walks forward with the lights

This guy's a good guy, let's give him his hammer back.

"Don't throw, fool!! What a power... are you really a person...?

"Dear Eigil..."

"Ha..."

"When you get here, you have to be ready."

Celia and the others have no choice but to follow.

The other men seem intrigued by the women and wander around a little.

"Don't put your hands on a woman. You have to fight when you get your hands on it."

"Let it out! Besides, it's not a hobby to be such a big woman."

"Big!?" "Me too!?

Calmly observing the men is mostly lower than rare, and not a single one is higher than Celia.

Funny guys.

"Are you people?

"We've been Dwarves here a long time. From our point of view, you don't look better to people. How can a weak meadow people hold my hammer with one hand?

"I don't know why you can breathe, but you can't answer me."

"Well fine. I don't even think I'm going to argue, and I'm taking you to [Barbano].

"Barbano? Is that your leader?"

"We don't have a leader. We all live as we please and make as we please. Barbano is smartest and powerful enough to talk to you."

Does power have anything to do with negotiation......

When I look behind me, the Dwarves are walking around to surround Celia and the others, but it's unlikely to do any harm.

Interesting views of Celia and Rhea, trying to touch them and flying by surprise.

Claire looks at it at a little distance if it's too big.

I wonder if it's because you're a man to Adolf, you're not hesitant to get close.

"Hey, what is it?

"Why are your feet so thin? Won't it break?

"Your hands are thin, too, if you have a rock, will it crush you?

"It just seems a little long and light. Can I lift that?

I laughed when I saw Adolf in a question attack.

You might want to take this opportunity to work out a little too.

Walk in the dark pit for a while and you will exit into a wide open space.

It is a space reminiscent of previous goblin holes, but surrounded by lights, slightly coaly but not rotten, and kept clean.

It was seen as a space where enough people could live.

"Barbano! I brought the guy who rammed at the entrance. He wants to talk."

The voice of the leading man echoed in the hole, and one man came out slowly.

He has a large metal cup in one hand and a heavy gavel on his hip.

Long stretched mustache on thick hands and feet, a body considerably larger than its peers around.

"Whatever you think, you're the boss."

Walking slowly, the Barbano man stood slowly before me.

Come on. What kind of negotiation will it be?

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 22, winter.

Status Count of the Kingdom of Goldonia King of Mount Great Lords of Eastern Goldonia

He's restructuring.

9100 Property Gold Coins (100 Labor) 20,000 Debts

Weapon Dual Crater (Great Sword) Big Spear

Family Nonna (Authentic Wife) Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room Pregnancy) Melissa (Concubine) Maria (Concubine Pregnancy)

Rita (Maid Length) Katrine (Concubine) Myra (Concubine) Rare (Self-proclaimed Meat Slave) Yoguri (Neto)

Casey (haunted) Sebastian (butler) Mitty (concubine) Almachlor

Another Behavior Pipi (Subordinate) Luna (Commander) Ruby (Luna Subordinate)

Child Suumiu Ekacherina (daughter) Antonio (son) Kuurou Rose (in-laws)

Subordinate Celia (Deputy Secretary) Iridina (Commander) Leoporto (Staff Officer) Adolf (Home Affairs Officer)

Claire & Laurie (merchant for you) Schwartz (horse)

88 Experience, 9 children who gave birth.