Since then, the rain has stopped, and I walked early to regain my lag, and by the time I reached Ellistar in the evening.
Approaching Ellistar, fields and houses were found along the streets, as were houses planted with spicy looking yarn cedars, which were not often seen around the village of Bersch.
The streets, which had been heading all the way southwest, turned loosely towards the northwest, and as the scattered houses began to densify, they saw the castle of Ellistar, the residence of Baron Julio Brigall, standing on a small high hill beyond the houses.
Large stone buildings are dense on the hill. The slopes of the hills piled up stones everywhere, enclosing the outer circumference of the hills and becoming the outer walls of the walls. On the north side of the hilltop was an even more walled part, with several buildings, a step high, and a main circle. There were five towers in the main circle of the castle, and the three in the centre seemed to be joined together to make it the residence of the castle owner. I saw many windows.
Ellistar was a military stronghold set up in an extended period to the north of the Kingdom of Radis that arose in the more southwestern central part of the continent in an era even older than Lehne was born. I guess the outermost part of the hill was the city at the time. Downtown is now spreading under the hills.
As we entered the downtown, there were few people but in the evening road, and the shadows of the building stretched out into the sunset covered the path turned into cobblestones without gaps.
At first glance, it was a lonely impression but many people felt signs behind lacquered and stone walls on Ishl.
Several people were talking to the gathering, or people who didn't move in one place to work or do chores, who were trying to make fire about whether they would even start cooking in the back of the building, who would climb stairs, descend, perhaps children, the movement of small people running down some back road, which was something that was not felt in rural villages, the appearance of another complex folded city with signs of life for many people in the big city.
Unpopular roads closed in the shadows of buildings seem to be heading towards the city centre. When that fortified hill came as close as I could see it, now at the end of the road, I felt the stirring and vast space of many people. Walking straight on down the road, he reached the square on the south front of the hill. This is the end of the street leading from the village of Bersch.
The square was flooded with open air merchants and persistent noise in the evening. Until just now, an unpopular city seemed to lie.
He who tows a luggage truck with his goods on it and quickly rears the square, he who gives in and wraps each item in cloth, he who still wanders around in the meantime with regret, he who ignores the noise of the square and just crosses the square.
This one has nothing to do with the power of magic equipment, the normal appearance of the city that everyone sees, can you say?
Crossing the corner of the square sideways through the hustle and noise of the market, a wide loose staircase path came into view behind the square, in the front. The staircase connected to the exterior of the castle fortress on the hill, with a castle gate in the back. The castle gate was open, and a cathedral temple was seen in the dense back of a large building.
Ishur enters the path that stretches southwest of the square. Immediately the road hit, breaking there to the left and now walking south. I also saw people coming and going on this path, which is not even wide enough.
Eventually the road went out to the banks of the river. The river is not that wide, but both banks are covered with stone piles and the river is dotted with canoes.
The river is known as the Ellistar River under the same name as the city, and it merges with an unnamed river that flows south of the village of Bersch, as well as countless streams that flow out of its wetlands dotted further south.
A number of shops also existed on both shores, with people packing and unloading in front of the shops or standing by for a few people.
A short walk along the banks of the river saw a splendid bridge made of stone. Turn right down the road that stretches from that bridge, this time to the north. The roads are slightly wider, there are rounds of luggage, and many people come and go.
"It's here, isn't it"
Ishur looked to the left and right of the road a short distance from the river.
I have already heard of the approximate location of the Frontera Chamber of Commerce run by Seville. Cross this road over an earlier bridge, through the city and all the way south to Frontera, which became in the name of the Chamber of Commerce.
Shall we first look at the building lined up to the right of the road?
Since there are signs on and around the doors of buildings, such as shops, workshops, etc. that follow crests, sales items, etc. in iron, and plates that watermark and carve store names, etc. on copper plates, it is decided to check each one of them.
That's how I started checking the right side of the road. Fifth case, I was able to find the desired Frontera Chamber of Commerce safely.
Large wooden door with "Fullne Frontera Chamber of Commerce" and raised copper plate, one glass window on the side, that's all on the front side of the stone shop. The interstitial mouth is not that wide. Same as it was during the Edo period in the previous life, the merchants change the tax amount at the mouth of the mouth, so I guess this is what happens when it's not as big a store, but since nothing is placed in the store, I feel a little lonely compared to the open-air merchants in the market as I did earlier.
I don't know if I'm making much money, but I guess I'm not retailing because it's a "chamber of commerce," and I'm talking about dealing with oil, alcohol, etc.
I guess you can come in from the table, but we'll go around back here as Japanese originally. Too much of this consideration would not damage it.
Go around back through the Chamber of Commerce building and next door. The bottom of the foot appears to be slab from the middle and sewage flowing underneath. Large streets of the city usually have sewers on one side or in the center, and stone and wooden plates are fitted. It is often heard that pre-recent European cities had bad smells due to the lack of sewers, etc., but the cities of this world seem to be somewhat decent around there.
Behind the Chamber of Commerce was a small vacant lot, with common wells for the surrounding houses in the middle, laundry garages, etc., where baggage cars, wood, old furniture, etc. were placed from house to house and the laundry was dry and cluttered, but unpopular even though it was evening.
Back of the Chamber of Commerce, coming in front of a building like an old wooden warehouse, the door is empty. There's one person inside, there's a sign he's moving.
Leaving her standing in front of the door, a slightly wider middle-aged woman came out of the house with something like a hatchet in her hand.
The woman, for a moment, had a stuck look on her face, but I guess she had been informed that Ishur was coming to visit, and she immediately smiled,
"Oh, nice to meet you. You're Ishr from the village of Bersch? I've said."
The middle-aged woman was called Furne, Seville's wife.
"The village birds are good. It's been a while."
"Me too. It tastes nostalgic."
Seville and Imal cheered on the incense of the rewarmed souvenir bird and missed the taste of the village.
"Really. Water's good, and you're eating good food, I'm sure."
Ishl was also added to the Seville family dinner that day, and the four of us were to surround the table. We were all in a good mood, including Seville, as the number of people grew and the table became busier from now on.
As soon as Ishur was invited into the house by Furne, he was put through the living room and served tea. Furne and I introduced ourselves. When we were talking about the Chamber of Commerce, Seville brought Imal back to the store shortly after. He said he has gone around his customers to collect money and put his face on the Merchant Guild.
Seville was probably about forty, slightly small and her hair was covered early with gray hair, growing a mustache. He was a ripe person who had been treated by the public as a merchant year after year.
Imal was about twenty years old and tall, but a little skinny, unlike his father Paul. Maybe it resembles my mother, who said she was premature. I chatted with him for 10%, and he didn't feel like my father at all because he had a good perception and was not talented. Only my eyes were a little giddy and resembled Paulo.
"Faro, how are you?" said Seville.
"Yes, very"
Very, you guessed it by adding a few words. A grin comes to Seville.
Seville was also from the village of Bersch. At first he worked as an apprentice at the great store in Ellistar, but there he was still liked by the great store people in Frontera, who had come to train as an apprentice, that he married Furne, who was its ally, and had a branch in Ellistar.
Seville also said, "Sama," said Farro. Ishur came as an apprentice for his abode, so first he worked downstairs, and although he thought he was strangely well treated, his father Else was a cousin to Ektor, and once Ishur also hits a relative of the Bersh family. Not so much the main muscle, but maybe that's how he was treated. Or maybe Farro wrote me something because the Belsch family and Seville should also be exchanging letters.
At the end of the meal, there was talk of the Warcraft in the story of Seville and Imal, who started drinking.
"I overheard it in the city today, so I told the guild and asked the people who knew it."
Seville tasted a cup and turned to Ishur and said.
"Yesterday, a warcraft called the Great Tooth Bear came out at the end of Ceuta, he said. It was over twenty years ago that I came forward, and this time I came out, it was like a mountain, and I drank a cow or a horse."
Was it big news, rumors spreading fast? It's just getting a lot bigger.
"Didn't you see Ishr? You were carrying tax-paying wheat with you. Weren't you around yesterday?
Imal also turned his face to Ishur and asked.
Ishur told us yesterday how he encountered the Warcraft. The next day, he also talked about horseback squads and archers from the Knights Branch Garrison being dispatched to the scene.
"Wow! That was really dangerous. Big fang bears are so strong, aren't they?
"I'm glad the injured are not. But I can't believe the Knights put out a heavy cavalry... that's pretty good."
Seville was normally listening to Ishl, nodding and admiring, but suddenly clouded her expression, putting her hand on her chin and working her way in.
"What's going on?
Imal speaks up.
"There was a demon on Frontera Street about ten days ago. I don't hear anything after that."
Frontera Street is the street that connects Ellistar to Frontera.
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"Do you have something?"
Imal said worryingly.
"It was quite a while ago, but in the eastern part of the Holy King's kingdom, a lot of demons came out of the mountains. I heard there was a lot of fuss at the time, but that's when the demons came out."
Demons are supposed to be the dead coming from the underworld, the bottom of hell. The Cathedral Church also has hell and heaven. Hell is also called the underworld, and heaven is called the Spirit world. Heaven, the word is seldom used.
The devil is a person-shaped demon that was portrayed in a book borrowed from Faro. It has almost the same appearance as a demon in Christianity, but is not as intelligent or sociable as a human being, but it is clever and atrocious, flying through the sky and using powerful magic. It is considered a fairly strong demon, although it is just not comparable to a dragon.
"When a strong warcraft approaches a person for some reason, anything weaker than that tries to escape that warcraft. There are two theories: that some warcraft are pushed into people, and that demons also have easy ranks and sequences, and that strong demons can use weak demons to some extent, and that strong demons bring weak demons when they attack people for some reason."
Along the way, Seville tried to stir up the remaining liquor at the bottom of the cup and drank it away.
"It is thought to be the cause of the sudden increase of demons in this region, where there are few demons."
"Is that what's about to happen again?"
I asked Seville.
"I don't know. Rumors are just spreading that there are more warcraft in the Borderlands and the eastern parts of the Holy Kingdoms."
"I see. Well, let's hold back a little on our liquor and oil shipments and buy them up now. To such an extent that the Alliance does not stare at you. You may also want to tell Furne's parents that it is good to increase their inventory depending on the item."
I put my index finger up and said it in half of a joke or face, and Seville and Imal looked flashy.
From the next day I was just briefed on the items handled by the Chamber of Commerce about Imal and taught how to keep books.
Selling the products gathered in Frontera in the central part of the kingdom at Ellistaire by purchasing them cheaply from the headquarters of the Frontera Chamber of Commerce will be the main business of the Fullne Frontera Chamber of Commerce, which bears the name of Seville's wife.
The main products to be purchased from Frontera are distilled wheat liquor that is carried in barrels, along with small quantities of oil, salt, textiles, etc.
"Ishur, take a look at this"
It was the blackish powder, the brown sugar, that Seville had deliberately taken out of the good-looking jar to show.
Frontera was a trading relay for brown sugar grown in the southern part of the continent. It had made a high profit by sourcing its luxury goods from its head office, that is, selling them on its own route to wealthy people such as the barons, clerics and merchants of Ellistail. Brown sugar was, in fact, the most important product handled by the Chamber of Commerce than alcohol and oil.
After a few days of turning around about Imal for deliveries and collections to wealthy people such as large merchants and landowners in the city, drinkers in pleasure districts, etc. and remembering the main trading partners of the Chamber of Commerce, learning business customs, etc. about shopkeepers Seville and Imal, he was to go to the residence of the biggest trading partner, the Baron Brigal family.