"Hey, bei. What's the cost of the brarajam?

"The price? Ah, the price..."

I'm not even thinking about it.

That brarajam, it was two years ago, and there's still thirty kilos of sugar left. Not to mention it's been two hundred kilometers this year. Not to mention all you can take Brala this year. I guess the amount isn't hammering either. I don't think Wally would want to get paid for disposing of the inventory, but, well, if the chairman feels comfortable with it, do you want it?

"... uh... yeah, right. Well, why don't you get a sample of the minerals? And show me the shop."

It won't even cost you ten pieces of silver, such as brarajam, and that's what it would be for.

"Is that good enough?

"I don't know what kind of minerals I could pick in the village. Knowing the stones that will be mined on the land is very important as a user of earthly magic. Besides, it's worth a hundred gold coins to see where things flow from. It's cheap if you know it in Bralla Jam."

I'm sorry about this one.

"Really, you think horrible things about villagers, you..."

"If not, just give me a specimen."

That's not good enough for you.

"No, I'll show you. If it's your knowledge, it's going to be profitable."

The merchant's face makes me laugh. Damn, no merchants.

"Well, I'll ask you that. And don't have me take lunch before then."

I don't want to go back inside that leopard, so I took the new meatloaf out of the storage bag.

I don't know why meat is the most useful food.

I felt my gaze again as I wore one or so fleshballs.

"Yes, yes, I get it. Eat as much as you like."

I'll just get the meat out of the storage bag because I feel like I've already given up. You ate too much and you broke your stomach.

"Mr. Chairman, let's go."

I grabbed the chairman's arm and escaped from the spot.

"Oh, hey, bei! Me too."

"Old people don't eat that much."

Pull away without question.

I don't know the chairman yet, so I went out from the warehouse and came to the store.

"... I wanted to eat too..."

"Don't be stubborn, it's been a good year. Here, still eat this."

I'll get the bread out of your pocket and throw it at you.

Conditional reflexes and motor nerves seemed fine at the break of the year and caught it dangerously.

"What is this?

"I fried the bread in oil and sprinkled it with sugar."

It won't be nice to the old stomach, but I'll let you decide it's sturdy because I ate only that one and still haven't eaten it.

"... delicious..."

Have you eaten already? I guess it hasn't been five seconds since I threw it.

"Damn, don't look like a big merchant! Your majesty won't fall apart. Here!"

I can't help it. I gave him three more.

"Your pockets and bags are food chests."

I would love to see some food repo like that and any other comments. I'd love to.

"I'm going to Wang Du for a few more days, so the sample doesn't have to be today, but if you're busy, let me take a look at it on my own. What do you say?

"Right. I want to gather my fellow merchants at night, so I'll be fine for a moment or so. I'll leave the rest to Zanino. He knows more or less about it. Take your time in your room when you get bored."

One moment, by the way, is about two hours. There is a golden engraving number, and there are men in this king's capital who use some kind of magic prop to look at the engraving, and to tap the bell to inform.

"Oh, that's right. I don't have a bath, but I'll have some water to wipe my body. Tell Zanino when you need him. I don't care if you're free to use the room."

"If you have a bath, you don't have to worry. I can get the water out, and I can turn it off. Well, if you even get a place, I'll do it on my own. Rooms are reasonably appropriate and pleasant. If you're sleepy, you can sleep on the ground."

Villagers don't work when they can only sleep in soft beds. He is a sturdy, diagrammatically thick but superior villager. The penetration is no thanksgiving!

"... Sometimes a villager sounds just like a immortal..."

"Well, it's similar. Village roads are deep."

"I don't know how to spend my whole life..."

"What, I haven't either. I don't even know half the villagers."

Still eleven years old. It's still a long way to go...

"Uh, I don't know, Gumball."

"Oops. Even gambling. Look at that!

I'll do the Village Road very well. Absolutely.