Returning from town to port, the garrisons (old soldiers) were busy swimming around.
At once, the main hall was built with two small rooms, about six tatami. Not very much, but I can't hold more than fifty fishermen.
Well, I don't know how many great guys there are (be angry that they insulted me if I said a horse), but, well, they're in numbers, and they're not that many, so they'll be fine.
Move the end out of the way and enter our store.
I don't think there is any damage because the construction is strong and the boundaries are tightened, but as the owner, it is my duty to confirm it. It's not a translation, but, well, I stopped by to sell it because of it.
Drive the seawater out of the store once in the junction.
The dust builds up - but it's closed, so the seawater is cloudy. Plus, Plankton's carcass is said to be under sickness, so we have to replace the sea water regularly.
The survival junction in the sea stays intact, replenishing the empty shelves with goods.
Oh, by the way, I've hung a storage bag.
As I said before, there is no concept that I said this, and there is no theme, so the product is appropriate.
Leave as Sapple thinks, feeling dishes and cups made out of orbit, ceramic dolls, quails and hand mirrors, hair decorations, knives, mitzvah spears, medicinal herbs, etc. By the way, I do the junction processing.
The store was small, so it didn't take much effort, but it was close to lunch when I was at ndam time.
"... would you like to go home and eat here?"
The Occasions know that when I'm passionate, I lose track of time and immerse myself, and they'll tell me again and flush it out, I suppose. I'm sorry I'm a habitual criminal already!
I removed the lunchbox for this occasion from the storage bag.
The contents are two eggs with honey hanging from pancakes and sausage soy sauce. Vegetable soup.
The warmth and aroma are perfect goo as it seals in the junction in a raised state. Really, Saple, seriously genius.
If you're eating with gratitude, I'll have a gatekeeper at the entrance to the store.
A soldier appeared who was.
"Bae sama. Sorry about the meal. Wol wants you to come."
"Aye. I'll be there as soon as I eat."
"Okay. I'll tell him so."
I'm sorry.
Eating sapphire dishes is the top priority first. The others are second only.
Make sure it tastes good, and thank you for the treat. I drank a cup of coffee and then left the store.
Outside, the permanent garrison was still busy swimming around, and it was still going to take some time to get back to normal.
Enter the Lordship Hall sideways with such a sight.
There was a rush inside the Lordship Hall as well as outside, with the civilian mermaids swimming around to the right and to the left.
The mermaid swim is rough, so push out the sea water at the junction and head to Mr. Ur's office.
"Mr. Ul, here he comes."
"I'm sorry. I'm calling you."
Ur, who was magical on the crystal balls, stood up and did not hesitate to sit down because he had recommended it to the couch.
"So, what can I do for you?
Yeah? That's a saying. Hey, aren't you there?
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am referring to the Imperial Soldier you caught earlier, but let me say that the one who insulted Master Bei was the Sixth Prince."
"Huh."
"… interest, none, …"
"Neh. I don't know, a pin."
I feel comfortable with General Halyar, and it makes sense, but it's a country. It didn't come out noble. What comes out is adventure tan, adorable stories, and then silly stories. Any power struggle in the ocean in the first place would be nice.
"What does the prince say?
"Yes, we demand treatment as prisoners"
... Huh?