It has been almost a month since Rona and Lolo became friends.
I found some free time to teach both of them letters and Rona to teach me songs.
The two are workers, not to mention children, and it is not difficult for me to spend much time in training or studying in church either.
However, I have noticed that my gaze is softening as I spend time with my friends each year.
That's right, it must have been creepy because one day I thought I'd lost my memory and it was completely different personality.
I was lucky to tame my surroundings before being judged devilish or anything.
The bed stinks, and the rice sucks.
But I have to live here.
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Even this morning, washing his face with a well, as usual, something is different about the servants coming out into the garden to attend the training.
Several men are armed.
The equipment has swords, throwing spears, bows, etc., and carries cages, etc.
His brother Robert also held a bow and wore a shin pad at his feet in a brave style.
"Brother, what happened to you today?
I got a little nervous about the match, but I tried to ask Robert quietly.
"Yeah, it's gonna be cold soon. Pick up some firewood and hunt."
Are you picking up firewood?
I was a little surprised.
The image of the nobleman's son and firewood pickup, for example, is not very linked.
"Yeah, there's a good forest around the half-day walk. I'm leaving tomorrow."
Robert laughed refreshingly when he said so. He is a handsome man who looks very much like his beautiful mother.
"Are you in good hands?
As Robert and I talked, Rudolph, my father, approached me... Rudolph also wears a shin box and has a bow and throwing spear.
"Is your father going out, too?
"Um, Barrian, you and Lucienne will protect everyone while Robert and I are away."
With that said, Rudolph led Robert and seven servants off.
... Honestly, they left me in a situation because I hadn't asked about my plans at all... Well, I couldn't help but talk to my seven-year-old about my plans for hunting.
And I looked at Zillow, and he said, "No."
"You haven't said anything yet."
"It's impossible to follow. Bears and wolves are bad in the woods, Gabriel."
Zillow says "Gao" awesome, but ignoring it would be good.
I don't really want to be separated from my fathers.
"No, it's a corner, so I wanted to drop you off at the castle gate."
Yes, I've only ever walked back and forth from home to church. I was hoping there would be some excuse, but I haven't had a chance before.
I want to take this opportunity to spread some sight and hear and keep an eye on the atmosphere of this world.
"Ha ha, you wouldn't mind going as far as the castle gate. Would you like to invite Rona, too?
"Thank you, but Lorna's got a job to do, and I'm gonna stop asking her out."
Zillow is turning weird, but for some reason he assumes I'm in love with Rona and doesn't have the ear to listen no matter how many times I correct her.
"Let's go, the fathers will go"
I rushed Zillow and chased after my father on a small run.
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... Terrible, is this... slam?
After dropping off my father's small crowd at the castle gate, I stared at the town again.
I felt the environment was bad to get there, but sometimes I was desperate to go after my father, and I couldn't find much else.
Carefully observing the town thus is unclean enough to cause nausea.
A coarse wooden house like a digging shed is so dense that it emits an unspeakable stench like a piss-like gelo.
The public toilet in a Japanese park feels more hygienic.
There's horse shit scattered on one side of the road, so much so that if you care, you can't even walk.
And for some reason, wild dogs and pigs are fishing for raw garbage, and no one has the lust to care.
"Zillow, there's a pig."
"Yeah, I'm leaving you alone. Pigs eat anything, so if you leave them alone for a year, they'll be food over winter."
Zillow is flat, but is this normal?
The walls are about seven to eight meters tall, and the sun doesn't shine at all under the walls, but is there no problem?
There's shit rolling on the side of the well, but is the hygiene okay?
I'm starting to feel bad because of the shock and the stench.
There are maggots in the horse dung in front of me, and the maggots fly around annoyingly.
"Zillow, I'm sorry... I'm starting to feel bad"
"That shouldn't happen, I'm going to bust you."
I cling to Zillow's back and closing my eyes.
It's disgusting and I can't watch the sight in front of me.
"Zillow, is this a slum?
"No, it's a ghetto, but it's not a slum, because it's the first time a young man has left the aristocracy since he lost his memory."
"Was it too irritating," Zillow laughed.
I can't argue with just the fact.
It seems that the best environment I have ever felt unsanitary and insecure is the aristocratic district.
... I've come to a hell of a place...
I breathed with my mouth so I could not smell the smell.
Upon returning to the mansion, Lolo was mixing with several slaves to replace the straw in his bed.
When it comes to straw beds, there are cartoons in Japan where alpine girls sleep in fuzzy straw beds, but they're not really that good.
Straw is hard and has a unique odor.
If you don't dry or replace it regularly, you'll have a Nanjing bug in no time.
... Think about it, how many slaves do you need to support my (variant) life... the life I was complaining about was the highest standard of living in this world...
I was ashamed and thankful.
And I made up my mind.
The knowledge I have, that I use these to improve people's living standards.
This is my goal with the knowledge that I have come up with.
But don't rush it.
I'm still nothing, just a seven-year-old kid.
This magnificent "goal" is as important as risking your life and is not something you can do in a hurry.
"Zillow, Much (Much) Better... Thanks"
I smelled Zillow sweat and slipped down my back.
"Are you okay? Your face is blue."
Zillow is worried, but I appealed to her to cheer up by pretending to create a leioma (Kobu from Chi)... It's a little embarrassing, but these people are so overwhelmed.
Wash your face with a well to refresh your mood.
"I'm going to church after breakfast."
I told Zillow so and headed to the dining room.
I don't have an appetite, but I have to eat it... I quickly become infected with the disease even if I don't have the strength in that environment.
Build strong bodies.
I dipped the hard bread in the soup and cheeked the cheese with a strong habit.
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A few hours later, I was in the church library.
Master Linnell is the great man of the church, and he can't even leave me alone.
So now that I can read the letters, I do a lot of self-study in the library when the linneller is busy.
There are also scrolls of books, but most of them are booklets.
Expensive parchment is used, all handwritten, so the circulation itself is low, and the books seem very expensive.
What is the idea of protecting that expensive book from theft… it is "chained".
There is a reading stand in front of the bookshelf that cannot be taken out and read it on the spot.
I would say that church books are still, or many religious objects, but some of them are medical and military books, as well as other specialized books and cookbooks.
I decided to open the medical book, but it wasn't as busy as I thought.
Medicine using medicinal herbs is reasonably unclear, so if you leave it behind, the treatment of bleeding (sneezing), enemas, and cataracts is frightening.
Hemorrhage is the draining of blood to treat a disease. They actually make him bleed or make Hill suck blood...... apparently the purpose is to drain bad blood, but he's occult and creepy.
Enema has great content. Dilute the body fluids of pigs and pigs with vinegar and put them out of my ass...... at least I don't like it.
Extremely cataract surgery. He punctured the eyeball with a puncture needle... I don't think the risk of blindness is greater.
Thing is, it's at this rate... there were other things that seemed to have nothing but a placebo effect, such as melting and drinking the ashes that baked the Nantka saint's talisman with vinegar.
I began by wondering if I could get closer to a hygienic life by copying medical books and adding more doctors... but the level of medicine at the heart of this would not work.
Like some comic book, if I could make penicillin out of blue mold, I would solve a lot of things... unfortunately I don't have the knowledge of that hand.
When I sighed and closed the book, it was already sundown.
"Dear Barian, what were you eager to read?
A young skinny boy talked to me. Perhaps I'm here to tighten the door.
There are several other boys in this church besides the Linnell Master.
They show their identity in clothing at Holy Heaven Church, only the Linnelle master wears a long jacket and the other lads are black dyed qualitative outfits.
"A little medical book, but it's hard."
When I answered, the young lad nodded as impressed.
"Are you studying medicine at the age of seven... I wonder what you were doing when I was seven, haha, shame on you"
The young man closed the window as he had a sneering conversation.
As soon as possible, the room will be dark.
"Excuse me, Master Barrian, but the doors are closed for a while."
I left the library with a gentle greeting to keep the young lady out of my way.
Outside the church a bored zillow was rolling on the bench...... apparently counting the nose hair removed.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Master Barrian likes academics," Zillow said as I rushed over for a small run.
"Zillow, learn how to write. Rona and Lolo are studying."
"Oh, forgive me for all that."
Me and Zillow head home talking about no other love.
I've been a barian for months.
Somehow I had a goal when I lived... but the road was endless.
There is no rush, now is the time to accumulate strength.
Somehow I looked up at the sky and the moon was rising early.
... With that said, if the stars are arranged in the same way, you might know time slips, or if they are completely different, different worlds...
I've been staring at the stars of dusk for a while, but I didn't know anything about celestial bodies in the first place... well, fine.
We've got a target, time slip, but other planets, but different worlds... it doesn't make a difference what I do.
Now I'm just trying to do the best I can.
Go slowly, but surely, toward the big goal.