"Let's start with a little dedication before we introduce ourselves"
I forgot who told me from the caravan, but I have heard that in Northern Europe we drink first in greetings of encounters and signs of friendship.
I'll take the glass out of the storage bag and give it to the good-looking Gatai gentleman and pour him some fine wine.
"Wally, I can't drink. Now forgive me."
It's a little tight - but I made coffee cow milk. I can't drink other drinks because they are in barrels and bottles.
"... good, you know..."
"The extent to which I heard it. I don't know what kind of country the people are in. Isn't that against the manners of your country?
I apologize if I did.
"No, it's our courtesy"
You look like a nasty guy from the point where you get a tasteful grin.
"When you say this, what do you say?
Coffee cow (sheep) Ask with milk.
"Brage. In the language of this country, I mean toast, but that includes prayer, friendship and good fortune. Our country is cold and hard to produce crops. Hunt beasts, keep cattle, and grow crops that become slight. It's a word of hope born in living those days."
As in previous life, living in a cold region is tough. Knowledge doesn't make any sense. I guess there's an unimaginable life there. You know that. - There's nothing I can tell you. But there is one thing I can say on this occasion.
"Welcome to my village. Brage."
I gave a word of welcome with all my heart.
"... brage to this encounter"
We bumped into each other's bottles and glasses and tilted each other together.
I thought you were a scumbag because you have that stench, but you're not quite a good-looking guy. I like it.
I put the bottle and glass on the table and laughed out of either.
"I heard rumors, but don't really betray the way you look"
"That's wary. He's a fucking cheesy kid."
I mean, what rumors are going on? Seriously, I'm curious!
"As it is, well, you seem to know me, but let's go introduce ourselves. I'm bei. Maybe that's what they know, huh?
I don't remember naming the longer one to the caravan opponent, so I guess they think it's bei.
"I am King Hainifinie's brother, Calferion Anibali. How dare you?"
That's kind of a sparkling name for my name. I heard it was taken in the name of a hero, but maybe he's from Northern Europe?
- No, not the king's brother?
I don't think he's in a position to come out of something like this, but there are a lot of circumstances in the world. I just think there's a translation in the village - blonde. Why don't you let the air readable good boy flush.
"Uh, you want me to call you Calferion? Or is it an animation?
I don't know the Nordic customs very well, so I don't know which is your first and last name.
"I don't mind the animation. You're just the head of a caravan in this country."
Sounds like your brother Wang who understands quite well the story and reason. Well, you know, I don't know anything about my brother - maybe the type.
"My brother Wang goes to another country, and it fakes its identity, too? Sounds like you could do some kind of story."
"That's Bobra Village Little Sage Which. Foresight..."
No, I haven't. In Koyu's case, it's generally going in the wrong direction.
"Well, it's a situation in Anibali country. That's not what I'm talking about. So, you asked me to sell the product, but what exactly do you want?
Well, I guess it's food from that mouthfeel.
"Give me some food. I'd like to ask for something that can be transported to my country, focusing on what I say is wheat and root vegetables."
To the words, I turned my eyes to the tent where Anibali was.
There are three tents. Six big horses that would be Nordic species. Six luggage trucks, too? As a caravan, it would be the smaller one. It's not a very transport power that can cover a single country.
"Is it just Anibali?
"Oh. Just us."
So you could have asked for this from the beginning...
I don't think you're an asshole without thought because of the feeling, and I don't even think of you as a country with money. And then... So this one's got what you want, huh?
Watch Anibali, but the expression is harsh. but I don't even feel like I'm stuffed with cutting feathers. It feels like I'm watching my every step of the way to identify this one. [M]
"... would be nice. I'll sell it to you. Enough to fit in those six."
I'm not saying what to do. Maybe you know something about storage bags.
"I'm sorry. Would the price be good for a hairy cow, a hundred heads and this?
and placed black stone - coal - on the table.