Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Goddamn it! are magic words. Just say that and you have a two-story house ~!

Oh, no, it took me half a day to build it where I first got it. It's already dark around here.

"It's hard to build a stone house, anyway."

"No, it can't be made in half a day or anything - from!

What a penetration. It was the Schuddu civil builders who came in. What's your name? I forgot. Is it okay with my parents?

"That's a gift of hard work and guts."

Even though it is a gift I received from God (?), don't do anything. The treasure's possession rots. Talents can only be strength if they are trained.

Don't say great things. If you're an idiot who says something like that, try to paint on painting paper. Try writing a story on the manuscript paper. Can you paint fine just because you're free? If you write letters, will it be a story?

Well, there are genius odds in the world. You'll be able to draw and write for the first time. But I can't do it. You can only paint inferior to toddlers, and you can only write elementary-size stories. I don't even have the taste.

It's the same dirt magic - rather than magic - I've lived in the world full of mysteries. Try it one by one, explore it, try it, fail it, repeat repetition of repetitive exercises. I was so grateful to my parents for keeping a warm eye on that.

Trial and error and training continue today. Well, I'm often called insane because I'm the type to hang in the shadows.

"If they say hard work and guts at that age, we don't have a place."

"I'm not complaining about how to raise an artisan apprentice, and I'm not willing to talk about it, but I'm mastering technology in a different way."

I don't think it's a good idea to steal a move. But I'm not going to spend the rest of my life on dirt magic. If you can learn from your ancestors, you'll lose your head and pile up money. Shorten where you can.

"If you have time to mourn for lack of standing, squeeze your wisdom. Ask those who move forward to teach. Let the goblins feed you the stubbornness that stalls technology."

What! If you want to rebel, destroy it. Out of the way of those who move on. But what the fuck, I'm not gonna do it, and if I'm strong enough to make fun of you, I'll spare you the knowledge and skill I have. That's because you go around and you come back to me.

"Mita. Dinner, please."

I didn't say anything more and asked Mita, who was there at some point, for dinner. By the way, there is no pretzel. I asked to buy out furniture and utensils and stuff, say the Vivel Facfinie - or the Kainers Home.

"Are you guys going to eat too?

For once, he asked me to come in the morning and said it would be over when it got dark. We're a worker friendly place.

"Are you sure?

"I don't mind. Because we're a system that doesn't matter how many people we have."

There are dozens of people behind Mita (I'm afraid, so I won't look into it correctly). Where there are more than a hundred people, there will be no bickering. Right?

"Don't hesitate, we have your share"

A all-purpose maid laughing. I can always only thank you.

"Can't you drink? If you can drink it, I'll serve it."

I still have the liquor that Kaina served before, and I have a liquor called Garmelia that I traded for food on the Devil's Continent. Oh, with that said, the ale I bought from the caravan was a barrel.

I figured I'd save it anyway, but I'm going to get the booze from the others, and I'll spend it here. I don't care who drinks ale at home.

"Ah, oh. If you can drink, please do. I haven't had a chance to drink."

Can't drink? Why? Couldn't you have bought it at Kainers?

"You can pay for food, but you can't pay for alcohol or preferences. The Shoodoo didn't have a job, they spent time in refugee camps."

That's pretty clear, isn't it, Kaina's guy? Well, if you depend on me, if you depend on me, I'll mendoxe you, and it's better to distinguish clearly. Does self-reliance bud?

"Well, I'll serve you liquor for dinner while you work for us, and I'll sell you for a lower price on the inside"

Should I also apprentice Kaina and let her simmer where she simmers? [M] Still, it's sweet because it's a previous life standard.

"That helps! There's no point in living without booze!

You're still a liquor-loving species with only Dwarf genealogy, what is the Shoudou tribe? If we run out of booze, we're doomed.

"Hey, Master Bae."

"I don't mind if I do. Father, you're going to have an acid bug."

I really want you to stop. It feels like they're denying the identity of the villagers. Yeah, I understand you deserve it, so stop poking around, too.

"Oh well. Then be. Can we get more people?

"That's a wish or a fulfillment, but isn't it because you're busy this number of people?

There were three of us here. I only have a long life and my age is unknown, but I feel like I've pulled myself off the front line. Probably the retired ones.

"That's right, but unless you get booze. The Shoodoo are a breed that can work twice or triple if you can drink!

I don't think it's as prestigious as it sounds, but there are racial traits. I don't know what's wrong with you.

"Well, I don't mind if you say so. I'll drink just as much as I sweat."

"There is one!

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow!

"Dude, you're not drinking today!

What cheerful people they are.

Well, whatever. I want you to start working for Janjan Bali tomorrow.