Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Come on, let's go.

I decided to go out because I was ready.

"Oh, what the fuck!?

Dwarf's grandmother was surprised by the umbrella made of jellyfish skin (skin?) called Hilia.

"Hmm? Yeah, you didn't have an umbrella in this day and age."

Most rainwear in the country is knitted in wheat walnuts, while adventurers and the rich are dominated by leather coats.

"This is an umbrella. A kind of rain gear. Look, use your old man, too."

Hilia is hated by the sea because she has skin (skin?), leaves skin (skin?) even when she dies, and is launched in large quantities.

After looking at me and wondering if I might be able to use it, what's with the umbrella and kappa? I thought I'd make it and I could do that.

Well, the breathability of what I've tried to make is from Wally. Kappa is unpopular, and the umbrella that blocks one hand is in the way because the wheat walla hat is an umbrella.

"... S, that's awesome..."

"There's no demand, but it's fattening the reservoir."

I think it's quite convenient, but it's hard to accept that Soyu culture is unacceptable, in this era (region).

Well, it's not like I want to spread the word, it's something I made for me. I don't care.

What a production rigging to arrive at the village chief's house.

Exactly. I didn't seem to work outside in this rain, I was working in the house.

"Get in the way."

"Ooh. Welcome. You're doing well in the rain."

and my son Navarra's grandmother, who was knitting Goza with wheat walnuts between the doors, greeted me.

"Oops. There's no problem with this. Is there a village chief?

"Otton would take care of the livestock in the cabin. Whoa, Nurb. Otton, call me."

"Heh. Okay -"

My old man, who uses a small room at the village chief's house, replied in the back of the house and, perhaps, left at random.

"What's going on today? Take the dwarf with you?

"Oh, I hired you to write it for someone from the village."

"Come on, Zage's gonna be pissed if you let a blacksmith in. But I don't even like you."

For once, I share my residence, but I don't like the fact that amateurs are doing blacksmiths. So I'm starting to rebel against something.

"It's okay. You said this old man was a tannery man and he didn't like blacksmiths. Zage's old lady's place won't be ruined."

"You're a dwarf tannery. That's unusual."

"Ma'am. But your arms are enough to serve the king."

I don't know if I'm going to be the best leather merchant in the world in the future, but I need you to work for me first.

"Ooh, bei. You made me wait. Well, sit down."

I said, so I didn't hesitate to have him sit in my seat. Of course, Dwarf's old man.

"So, what's today?

"I meant yesterday's report I went to the city of Barial and this Dwarf old man. Let's start with the report."

I put out the receipt stamp I got from the Adventurer Guild.

"Like I said before, I've put out a village escort request. Well, I don't think it's coming, but let me know in case you do. What a scratch."

"Right. Okay, thank you."

"Aye. Next time, don't come up with a request in the King's Capital. Well, it depends on Luck."

Luck also has a relationship with his buddies (?), so he can't come and play like that. There have been roughly twenty occasions during the past six months.

"Well, do what's good in that area as bei. I'll take responsibility."

"Copy that. I'll do what I want, so don't worry."

It's worth the effort just for you to say so.

"So, what's the Dwarf over there?

"Make my grandma's family, the five of us, part of the village, not this old man. I'll pay the taxes."

"Well, I don't mind being a part of the village, but why would you pay for it?

"Oh, no, tell me. What, I gave you a lot of permission, okay?

I've been thinking a lot because I thought I'd be reluctant.

"No, that's not true. Not now. You must have fallen in love with Dwarf's arm because it's about you anyway."

That's the village chief. You understand.

"But if you put in the dwarf, Zage could be furious."

"I also told Navarra's old man that this old man is a tannerman. I don't do blacksmiths."

"Right. Then there's no problem. So, what's your name?

"Oh, Ola, it's Geroga. Nice to meet you."

"Jeroga? It's Giron, the village chief. Nice to meet you."

We shook each other's hands and exchanged greetings.

"Dwarf's old ladies have just recently been busy with a lot of things, so we'll see about the family after they settle down. And maybe you should go shopping and tell everyone in the village from the village chief. We don't want to waste each other. I don't want to make you lose it."

"Oh, okay. I'll tell you when you're drunk."

Work is off on rainy days. It is the lesson of this village to drink to deepen intimacy during Koyu.

"Oh, and tell me that, too, because your store is full of Beastman guests. They've run away with everything orc attacked the village or something, but fortunately, they can get it accepted by a fellow settlement, and now they're just resting their bodies. You seem to be here for seven or eight days, so don't treat me like I'm underneath. You're a good customer."

"Okay. I'll tell you what."

Thank you, village chief.

Damn, you're a good village chief.

"Then it's the first tax and barrier souvenir. Behave yourselves."

Five members of the family took out thirty pieces of silver coin (one year's tax) and a liquor pot (twenty pieces) from the storage bag.

"Thank you very much."

d In the countryside, ko-yu attention is important.

Later, after the village chief's house.