Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

"No more... I can't... die..."

Yiliang, who was grabbed by Barletta and forced to walk all the way to the village, was falling down with a large letter beside the waterway divided into two strands at the entrance to the village.

Even while Ichigo is falling down exhaling his rough breath, children of extra strength and others continue to run in chasing the water to the village pond and still making a pretty noise.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Kazra. Are you all right, sir?

Barletta, the Spartan daughter, who forced her to run to the village with a good hand, was surprised by the good that had fallen, and hurried back to the mansion to fetch a cup of wood, drawing the water of the river flowing through the waterway and rushing to the good.

"Yes, it's water. Drink slowly."

"Oh, there is..."

When Barletta wakes her half body up with her hands on her good shoulder and leaning gently against herself, she leans a glass over her good mouth and drinks water.

I saw a good drink of water with constant breath, and laughed a little at the gap between me and normal.

"Hmm, I'm back... hmm? What's wrong, sir?

To Barletta, who is laughing at Couscous, Ichiya leans her little neck as she restarts her seat on the spot with her hands on the ground.

"Hehe, it's nothing. It's time to go back to your house for lunch."

When Baretta says so and stands up, she pokes her left hand on one knee and reaches out her right hand for good.

"Oh, is that already the time? Okay, I'll help you get ready."

Ichigo took Barletta's hand and stood up, paying the dust on his clothes, and the two of us headed to the mansion.

"I'm really sorry. I totally forgot about the cleanup."

"No, no, that's okay. It was enough for one person."

It was a good idea to help Barletta with the meal, but after a while I realized that the village chief had returned loaded the rear car with tons of scoops and other tools, and rushed out and apologized to the village chief.

I left the rear car, too, so if I do say I can carry it alone, it should have been quite a heavy labor to observe from the number of tools and extra boards brought back by the village chief.

"Mr. Kazra, Dad, we're ready for dinner."

Barletta, who finished her lunch schedule while Ichigo was flat-apologizing to the village chief, calls the two of them from inside the mansion.

When the two enter the mansion, in the living room there is a pot placed in the enclosure and other hot air, giving it a delicious scent.

In the pot, the freshly harvested potatoes divided by the neighboring villagers and the dongle-like nuts that Ichigo and Baretta have picked in the woods during this time are finely crushed and cooked with rice.

Apart from that, a small plate, similarly salted by stirring the weeds and arcadian worms they had picked in the mountains, was placed one plate at a time in each constant position.

"Oh, this looks delicious. Did you catch the Arcadian worm too?"

"Yeah, only six, though."

Ichigo saw two arcadian worms evenly placed in everyone's plates, and this time, relieved that they were not handed out only in large quantities to him, he lowered his hips in place.

It's not that I don't like the taste of arcadian worms, but the moment I put a uniquely shaped potato worm in my mouth like that beetle larvae still makes me feel unspeakable.

I heard Barletta knock on the mansion door when she started cooking rice for the two of us.

"Oh, I'm coming out. Father, please do this."

"Uhm."

Barletta passes the tree egg to the village chief, who was about to cook the rice, and on a small run he heads to the entrance to the mansion.

When Ichirano was receiving a cup of cooked rice from the village chief, Barletta came back in a hurry.

"Father, Isaac, Master Narson's user..."

"Well. Ichira-san, I'm sorry, but I'm going to take my seat off for a little while."

When the village chief hears Barletta's words, he immediately sets his eggs aside and heads to the entrance to the mansion.

"Dear Narson... Were you the nobleman who ruled this neighborhood before?"

"Yes, that use comes better... Um, I'm sorry, could you please go to the back room until I call you?

Suddenly Barletta's offer made me feel good for a moment.

But to Barletta, who asks me to look really sorry,

"Oh, yes, I get it"

And when I reply, I take my seat and head to the back room where I usually sleep.

When Barletta saw Ichiyoshi had gone to the back, she lowered the pan she had left behind the furnace, the cooked rice, and a good portion of the small plate to another room for some reason, and headed to the entrance to the mansion again.

"I was wondering if this village is going to be in big trouble after all the sunshine...... there's water on the storage pond, it's made up to the waterway somehow, what the hell happened?

"In the meantime, luckily, it rained and water was stored in the pond, and while the water was still there, we all worked together to dig the waterway."

When Barletta came back to the entrance again, a young man - Isaac - wrapped in skinned light armor on his body was talking to the village chief.

Isaac has thin plates and thin charcoal on his hands with leather paper stretched out of animal skin, carrying a long sword in a sheath on his hips and a round shield on his back reinforced with bronze on the dust.

Isaac is about 180 cm tall and his body is muscularly tight and devoid of luxury.

He's quite a beautiful guy, with short cut blonde hair on his neat face.

The tree, which grows a little further away, is connected to an animal similar to the horse he supposedly rode.

"Really... that's the crop you'll be delivering, but is it going to be harvested by the due date in two months?

"That's... most crops will wither before it rains, like whether the whole village can pay the usual 10%. Do you want to look around the field with me?

Isaac clouded his expression in such a way as "Again" when the village chief said so with regret.

"Yes, please. Actually, other villages have similar situations, except some, where there are starving deaths... it's good that this place doesn't seem that bad. Do we have food for ourselves?

Isaac turns his attention to the surrounding fields, saying so.

In many fields made in villages, many villagers are encouraged to farm because of them, and around them children play.

We decided that we wouldn't see such a sight if we were in such a terrible situation that the starving would die.

"Yeah, I manage to connect them using the weeds and stuff I've picked in the mountains. Thanks to the fact that we can no longer worry about water, we can't expect to harvest it in two months, but I think we'll be able to harvest the beans as usual in four months, and until then the village's food has managed to stand out by growing fast-growing leaves."

"I see, that's good news... oh, that smells good. Are you going to eat?

When Isaac wrote something on the leather paper in his hand, he let his nose cling to the scent drifting from the mansion.

"Huh? Oh, yes. I just made it and thought I'd eat it..."

"Hmm, did you? Excuse me for a second."

Isaac says so, pushing Barletta with the village chief standing at the entrance into the mansion, slightly into the living room with the enclosure.

The village chief looked wolfy at Isaac walking in on his own, but Barletta, who was with him, looks cool.

Arriving in the living room, Isaac looked at the arcadian worm and the stir-fry of wild grass on the small plate he kept, and nodded, I see.

"Is this... an arcadian worm? Speaking of which, you could get caught in the mountains around here."

"Yes, I haven't been caught much lately, but it's nutritious, so I can do something about it."

For the first time here, Valletta uttered words.

Isaac gives a sympathetic look to Baretta, who makes a smile and says with an unsatisfactory look, "Really..."

"I apologize for walking into the house on my own. Actually, I'm talking about other villages, but there were places where I had declared the harvest considerably less across the village than before, and there was an incident the other day where I discovered it in the same situation..."

In other words, I guess the lord side is pretty nervous too because of incidents like deceiving the yield and trying to deliver as little crop as possible.

It is even more so in times of large-scale famine such as this one.

"Oh no... I can't believe that Master Narson cares so much about our lives that someone would do something to betray it..."

To Barletta, who looks sad at the revealed facts, Isaac

"I'm sorry I doubted you. Please don't be offended."

and gently bow your head and apologize.

To Isaac bowing his head, the village chief panicked.

"No, no, Mr. Isaac is just doing his job fully. Please raise your head."

And when he said and made him raise his head, Isaac thanked the village chief and Barletta, "Thank you," he said.

"Now, quickly, but let me look around the village. Mr. Balin would like to accompany you."

"Okay."

When he escorted Isaac out of the mansion with the village chief, Barletta took a small breath and headed to the perfect waiting room.

"Hmm, noble use? I wonder what you're dressed like."

Yiliang, who asked Barletta to stay in the back room, was falling asleep in the room, listening honestly.

I was very intrigued to hear of the use of Narson, a nobleman, as to what he was dressed like, but I cannot refuse to do so at Barletta's request.

Besides, I'm still wearing my everyday clothes in Japan (today in English: "HUNGRY!?" and a color thing t-shirt written on his back) would surely be suspicious first if a person named Isaac, the use of Narson, saw him.

I'm sure Barletta thought it would be a good idea to tell me to back off worried about that.

"Thank you for waiting, Mr. Kazra. You can come back now."

When Ichigo fell asleep and was delayed in his thoughts, Barletta came back to call for Ichigo.

"Has the user gone home yet?

"No, now I'm looking around the village fields with my father. So until my father comes back, I won't be outside..."

"Oh, it's okay. I won't be outside until you tell me."

To Barletta, who says sorry, Ichiya answers with a smile.

"Thank you," Barletta smiled in a hospitable manner, too, to such a good appearance.

"So shall we have a meal? It's bad for my father, because warmer tastes better."

The village chief has gone around the village fields, so he won't be back for a while.

Ichigo...

"Right, let's eat it"

And when he stood up, he went with Barletta to the living room.

Meanwhile, around that time, Balin and Isaac were looking around the village fields.

The villagers working in the fields, while concerned about the two of them, are using the oxen to plow the fields and pull out by hand the weeds that have begun to grow around the vegetables that have just sprouted.

As for whoever was working in the field, he did not use the agricultural tools provided by Ichigo.

"Hmm, looks like you've just sprouted, but there's water in the storage pond, and there's water flowing from the waterway, so the sun doesn't seem to affect you very much"

"Yeah, it was worth the hard work we all had"

To the village chief's words, Isaac followed the waterway with his eyes.

A deep sense of respect boils down to wondering how painstakingly the villagers dug this extended waterway that leads outside the village.

In this village with fewer than a hundred inhabitants, the personnel used to dig waterways would be minimal, and civil engineering work in a situation where there was little food, as we saw earlier in the village chief's mansion, should have been unimaginably difficult.

Well, the truth is, thanks to the massive amount of food and tools that Ichigo brought in, all the work went on crisp, but there's no reason for Isaac to know that.

"Gentlemen, you've worked really hard... Well, about the crop you'll be delivering in two months, but I've been looking around, and the harvest is still going to be tough, so I think you should deliver the wood as it was before"

Looking at the waterway for a while, Isaac started talking about taxes when he switched his head.

Although how many waterways have been pulled off and water worries are no longer present, crops do not grow quickly.

Determining that the village as a whole was still severely food deprived, Isaac decided this time to switch the form of taxes from crops to timber.

"You won't be able to get as much wood as you did last time, so I was hoping you could deliver about 80% of the wood last time, okay?

"Okay. That's 80% of the last time. We will definitely serve you."

Isaac smiled when he heard the village chief's reply.

"See you in a month. It will be tough in the future, but please work with the villagers and do your best."

Isaac said so, shaking hands firmly with the village chief.