"Speaking of, you don't see wooden architecture in this city, do you? Isn't that a lot of measure?

"That would be right. A house made of wood is dangerous."

"Why is the tree house in danger?

"No, you can't think normally. I didn't know when to start a fire with [ignition]."

Oh, I see.

There is such a thing as life magic in this world.

And there is a spell in the magic of that life that you can [ignite] at will at any time, and anyone over the age of a child who has finished the baptismal ceremony can use it.

In a city surrounded by walls like this, would a lot of wooden architecture make a big deal out of a fire?

Maybe a brick house is somewhat better in terms of safety when you think about it that way.

"Speaking of houses, there aren't many windows, are there? The buildings in this city."

"Right. You don't need a window, do you? Turn on the lights in [lighting] anyway."

"Everything has to do with life magic."

"Oh, thanks to the Lord's protection"

The Lord's protection…….

Is life magic really related to God that will be available in nomenclature using magic formations?

But magic so closely related to life certainly benefits a lot.

Sometimes the common sense I know is that magic can be a deviant idea in this world.

But with that said, I wonder if there could be a few more windows.

I'm not a shopkeeper, so with an open building, maybe that's all I can do.

"Well. Windows! There might be more demand for windowsills than glassware."

I was talking to my father looking at the city, and I flickered.

Glass dishes are clean, but in my father's opinion, they are "fragile and difficult to use".

Maybe it's not much of a commodity for the common people.

In that regard, what about windowsills?

If you spell it, you can produce it in large quantities, like bricks, and as long as buildings exist, I wonder if demand itself is everywhere.

Maybe there isn't much culture to put windows on, but it might be interesting to try to make it.

With that in mind, I took my first tour of the city.

"Welcome back, Ars"

After looking around the city for a few days or so, buying in a lot of what my parents needed at home with the money I got from buying and selling with pedestrians, I finally came back to the village.

On this outing, the forest land officially became mine.

That doesn't mean I'm moving to a safe house all by myself right away.

A large number of fallen trees remain abandoned near the building that was built as a safe house.

When I cut through the woods, I knocked down trees at every root and pioneered them.

At that time, the trees were kept together in several places, but they were just kept on the ground.

That's why I mainly bought tools in the city for my use, such as baggage trucks for dropping tree branches and hatsuka that I could take in the field.

There was more to it than I thought.

Again, the possession put on there, but that would be only this time.

After all, because from now on, the sales proceeds of the servant beast come in.

In the meantime, my servant beast decided to trade for the same price as the pedestrian dragon rider I had seen before under the name Valkyrie.

I recall a pedestrian describing a dragon rider as "property".

That was apparently true, as far as I could find out in the city.

The price of a pedestrian making money on his own feet in the tunnel for years and finally being able to buy it.

The degree of trust as a merchant also seems to change depending on whether you have a servant beast, a being that can also be a kind of parameter.

Such a servant beast, but if you buy it, it doesn't mean you can use it indefinitely.

Being a creature, you always need to eat, your health is limited, and naturally your life expectancy exists.

If I tell you, maybe a servant beast is something similar to a passenger car.

Ordinary people would hatch the production of this car by absorbing magic from egg to egg.

But I can hatch multiple eggs for a short period of time with [Magic Infusion], and Valkyrie herself, a servant beast, has succeeded in hatching eggs.

So to speak, they were able to produce and sell expensive cars in large quantities, and their rights were officially recognised by nobles as well.

I can't stop laughing.

I'm going to make some money with Gappoli.

Because her expression was too loose, her mother worried about what was going on when she saw me back.