Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Three days later, in the morning, Barletta was being taken by Isaac to the garrison camp.

Silvestria grinned as she greeted Barletta.

"Hi, Isaac told me about you. You want me to teach you martial arts?

"Yes, I'll do my best, thank you"

"Yeah, okay. Seriously, the results will always come back, so let's do our best."

"Yes!

Sylvestria turned to Isaac when he asked a nearby soldier to pick up his training equipment.

"Well, this girl did take it on. Should I just teach you so you can go all the way?

"Yes. From swordsmanship to riding, please do everything the nobleman's younger brother learns. As for riding, it is sufficient to be able to ride it to some extent."

"Mm, roger. Looks like we've got some time, let's just take it easy."

"Yes, thank you"

Barletta also smiled a little nervously at Sylvestria turning a smile.

Such a gentle response was unexpected for Barletta, who had imagined a tougher person.

But if you give it back, you can also take it all as a stance that it depends on Barretta's motivation.

It is very dangerous to relax into a sweet response.

Let's get started.

When Silvestria received the wooden sword the soldiers had brought, he threw it at Barletta.

Barletta receives it with one hand and looks a little troubled.

"Uh..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"I'd like to change places if possible..."

"Really? Then move the place? Where are we gonna do this?

"It's good in the woods off the village. Because I always practice there."

"Rikai. Isaac, I'll do it later. You can go now."

"Yes, I did. Best regards,"

The two left Isaac on the spot and turned their feet to the woods.

"All right, let's get started"

When he reached the woods, Sylvestria laid his sword.

Make a grip on your left hand and turn it behind your hips, keeping it close to your hips to secure it.

The sword in your right hand points the tip of the sword at the other's face and is a middle-stage structure with your right half in front of you.

The wooden sword is always the same as the one used by Barletta, with a blade crossing of about 60 cm.

"I'll attack, will you try to take it well? You're learning how to shape, aren't you?

"Yes, for once...... in my practice with Mr. Isaac, the one that used the shield was the predominant one, don't you use the shield?

Silvestria nods at Barletta, who says as she lays her sword.

"Even when the shield is unavailable. Rather, it's more when you can't use it, isn't it? Usually more when that's the case, let's prioritize this one."

"Oh, I see."

"Okay. Here we go."

When I put that down, Sylvestria put a mid-section poke in Valletta.

It's not so fast, it's a slow poke at the assumption of being accepted.

Barletta captured the sword's movement firmly and took it as if it were a sword belly, as Isaac had learned.

Add a twist and flush to pay.

"I'll move your legs, too."

Silvestria looks straight at Barletta as she walks sideways one by one.

Barletta also matched it, moving her legs in the right direction as she took the intermission.

The two move slowly to draw a circle, centering on the tip of the sword.

"I'll make it a little faster, so take it all"

"Yes."

Similar to earlier, Sylvestria rolls out a mid-section poke.

When Barletta takes it, she immediately draws her sword and slashes the upper section.

This is also a slow attack.

"I'm gonna keep going."

Barletta takes all the slow attacks that can be applied to the upper, middle, lower and rhythmic levels.

Slashing, being rolled out alternately with poking. As Barletta was taking it, Sylvestria whispered "oops" and leaked.

Every time you overlap a blow, your attack speeds up slightly.

"Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi... Look, move your feet properly too"

"Ha, ha!

The spacing between cancer and the bumping sounds between the wooden swords slowly narrows to match the voice of Sylvestria.

Eventually she became silent and the order of the attacks became irregular.

Barletta moves her hands and feet desperately and sheds light on her attacks.

But gradually there was disturbance in the movement, and something that had not been accepted became noticeable.

A sword tip that slipped faster than Barletta received is stuck in its throat.

"Ho, that's it. Well done."

He drew his sword softly, and Sylvestria smiled.

Barletta is out of nervousness or her body is not tired but her mouth is dry and her breath is rising.

"You're amazing. I hardly had time to be coached on what I heard."

"Oh, thank you"

"Besides, you're a lot more powerful than you look. If I run into you properly, I'm going to lose."

"Uh..."

Barletta mumbled, realizing that the force had gone into it.

Sylvestria doesn't look particularly concerned, okay, nodding.

"The basics of receiving seem to be fine, so you'll be typing in next. Don't be in a hurry, let's do it carefully."

"Yes!"

Silvestria smiled at Barletta, who replied well.

When Barletta is encouraging training.

Ichigo and Leese were walking side by side in the city close to the centre of Isteria.

Today Reese is not in armor, she is in her everyday dress.

On strong advice from Narson and Zirconia, we both decided to take the day off.

Therefore, Reese asked for the best in an attempt to make a more promising getaway to the city, and to this day.

River construction is also closed today, giving craftsmen and servants a simultaneous break.

Eira and Marie were also ordered off, each of whom should be enjoying their vacation.

By the way, it was Reese who ordered the two of us to rest.

"The store here is so delicious. Eira and I often come over for lunch."

In front of a wooden, tight building, Reese stopped on her feet.

Stone plates are placed at the entrance and today's featured menu is written with stone brushes along with the price.

Food prices used to be soaring, but now prices seem to be falling a lot.

The release of stockpiled food for distribution and market intervention on the part of the lords, as well as the security spread by increased harvests in the barn zone and the introduction of water trucks, have been affected.

The fact that the wealthy people who had received them and were buying food rushed to sell stockpiled food would also have applauded the price drop.

"Oh, that's a fashionable shop."

I glanced inside through the entrance and it seemed like there were few guests in the little beautiful store.

At lunch I came pretty early because it was crowded and I couldn't get in, but that seemed to work.

"Good, I think I'm free. Come on in."

With that said, Reese teased her own arm into a good one.

Suddenly, Ichigo turns a blind eye to the act.

"Hey, why are you putting your arms together?"

When Ichigo tried to pull his arm in, Reese looked up with an anxious look.

Look at that, Ichigo stops moving.

"No?"

"Yes, I don't hate it..."

"Mm, good."

Reese immediately smiled and walked straight into the store.

"Dear Leese! Hiccup...... Huh!?

When the two entered the store, the woman who was removing the bread from the stone cauldron behind the counter raised her surprise.

"It's a hiccup. Is your seat available?

"Yes. So, go to the back seat... Um, could you possibly be with him?

"No, sir."

When Ichigo immediately denied it, Reese looked up at Ichigo with a glossy look.

"Oh, you don't have to light it, do you?

"No, what are you talking about..."

"Well, that's good."

Reese let go of her good arm when she laughed mischievously and sat down in her seat.

From the side, it's time to suffer the judgment whether you let it go or to get to your seat because it's a joke.

A few guests in the store were also paying attention, but when the two sat in their seats they turned a blind eye.

From time to time I feel a glimpse, but no one seems to talk to me.

I don't know what to eat.

Reese looked up at the menu table on the wooden plank hanging high above the wall.

There seem to be many dishes made with bread wheat, such as baked river fish and potato bread.

Turning to the back of the store, a stone counter was embedded.

The fire is kindled beneath it, and soup and porridge appear to be made.

The two seats sitting were at the window, and the open window saw the people crossing the street.

"Omelette bread, bread wheat salad, fruit liquor and... hmm, too much soup if you ask for it"

"I've been thinking about you, Leese, you like liquor."

During the meal at the mansion, Reese was always drinking fruit alcohol, not to mention during the meal.

It's diluted with water to make it easier to drink, but it must be alcoholic, so you should get drunk if you drink it.

However, Reese drinks no matter how much she drinks, and has never seen her drunk or blush.

"Yeah, I like it. Fruit liquor is my favorite. I like cereal liquor, too."

"It sounds like you drink every day, but you don't get drunk or anything? I don't always change my complexion."

"I'd be a little drunk if I drank it, but I wonder if it would make me sick or crumble. I don't care how much you drink."

"That's amazing. Does Mr. Narson get strong, too?

"I wonder if you've ever seen your father drink. But my dead mother loved alcohol, and she was so strong. Probably inherited it."

The same goes for her appearance, but apparently Reese is a strong heir to her mother's blood.

I also wonder if drinking at a young age of 14 might help me grow up, but so far it looks fine.

"But I've been drinking less lately than before. I don't drink much at night."

"Oh, really? Why?"

"Because if I drink when I'm tired, I'll still be sleepy, and I've been working late lately. And I'm not sure what it is, but I don't think I want to drink as much anymore as I did before."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yeah. Suddenly in the last month or so"

Decide on the menu while we talk about that, and call in the clerk to order.

The clerk seemed intrigued by the two of them and saw a good thing for themselves.

Reese takes a cup of copper with fruit liquor that was carried earlier and sticks it out as far as the table.

"Yes, good luck."

It's not even noon yet.

Kazra smiled bitterly and took the cup, hitting it on a cup of kachin and lease.

The two spent some time chatting sloppily at the store, even after they finished their meals.

Mainly Leese wanted to hear a good story and seemed interested in what kind of life she was living in the village of Grisea.

It was nearly noon and the store started to crowd, so I rolled out to the city to get out.

Reese was paying for the meal.

"Oh, salt's for sale"

Walking through the luxury commercial compartment, Leese said there was a store she wanted to go to, a pedestrian found himself selling salt at a simple dew shop in a carriage.

Two types are sold: pure white salt served on a plate and gray salt placed in a bowl.

In front of the pure white salt was a wooden plank marked 'Yakishio'.

Pretty pricey compared to gray salt.

"That's milling salt. The salt is higher than Gregorn's, but the other salts are a little cheaper. For that matter, the quality is poor."

Looking lightly before leaving the scene, Reese said so in a whisper.

"Heh... Is baked salt the salt that once put through the fire so it doesn't dissolve in the moisture?

"Yes, yes."

Salt that hasn't been put through the fire will absorb moisture in the air, and over time it will be too much.

The water coming out of the molten salt is known as "garlic," and was used in Japan more than in ancient times to consolidate tofu.

In order to prevent the salt from dissolving, it is stored in a bamboo called salt, blocked from the outside air, but it is inevitable that it will still become damp.

Therefore, a method was devised of using roasted (broom) (flat barbecued earthen pot) and the like to saute salt and make it last longer by completely skipping moisture.

At that time, it was discovered that passing through the fire would alter the properties of the salt and render it almost moisture wicking, and the generalized one is the baked salt.

Incidentally, the common salt sold in Japan is called purified salt, and you don't have to worry about moisture wicking to fry it.

"Since Gregorn salt got two discounts, milling merchants have also been competing to lower their prices. However, it's obviously not very popular even if it's cheaper because it's of poor quality compared to Gregorn salt."

"Bad quality, how exactly is it bad?

"If it's terrible, there's sand and garbage all mixed up. I think it's because we're making clutter to do the quantity."

"That's not popular... isn't that what Gregorn territory stuff is?

"Yeah. You don't really have a lot of garbage or anything mixed up, even with colors. It tastes delicious."

I walked around the city talking about that and reached in front of a small, shabby shop.

The store looked like a trinket shop, displaying a lot of accessories and groceries for women.

They handle affordable goods there, and many seem to be low-priced for upscale commercial zoning stores.

When Reese joyfully enters the store, she looks at the products on the shelf and shines her eyes.

"Hey, isn't this cute?

Take the silver earrings that follow the rata from the shelf, pinch them with your fingers and let them shake.

Ichigo stared at it and tilted his little neck.

"Does Reese like this? You look cooler than I look cute."

"Yeah, I think so too"

"What the hell?"

Reese smiles happily, even though she makes a return that doesn't make sense.

"Isn't this cuter?

Ichigo glanced over the shelf and took a copper pendant that followed the flowers.

An elegant dish with fine workmanship, shiny polished and shiny.

"Oh, you have good taste. Cute."

After that, and for my hands, the two of them continued their cute and not cute rigging.

Exploring the store from end to end, Reese returned to the shelf where the copper pendant that Ichiyoshi had taken earlier was being worn.

A pendant following a flower is placed in the palm of his hand, with a shivering view.

"I think I'll buy this"

"You liked it so much"

"Yeah. I thought it was a memory of a day called today"

I look up at the good standing next to me and smile with pleasure.

"You exaggerate whatever that expression is."

"That's not true. This is the first time I've ever been out with just two guys."

"Oh, really? You've never even been out with someone you met or anything?

"When I have to get out, I always try to put my squire on. I mean, I'm resistant to walking with people like that."

"Oh, you are as you are... I'm not wearing anyone today, okay?

When Ichirano said so, Reese looked back at the store's entrance.

In the distance, I see people crossing paths.

"I think there's a personal clothes escort around there."

I'll look you in the eye, but at first glance I don't know which one is the escort.

But I guess there's a soldier in private clothes somewhere, like the one who showed up when I bumped into Reese in Isteria before.

"I'd really like to go out and never mind anyone's eyes, but you have no choice."

……

Reese, who had a slightly lonely look on her face, quickly returned to a bright smile.

"Isamu doesn't want anything? I'll buy it for you if you want."

I took the silver bracelet that was in the near field and said, "How about this or something?" Let it accompany your good arm, "he said.

I feel the opposite is the position to say dialogue.

"I especially... and I'll buy you that pendant."

When Ichirano said so, Reese's expression shone all the time.

"What, it's okay!?

"Ouch. Tell me if there's anything else you want. Your brother will buy it for you. Don't hesitate."

"Wow, I don't know what to do. Actually, there's a gold pendant over there... I mean, do you have the money?

"So I have about 7500 Al in cash"

"Hey, why do you have so much? I mean, that's too much to carry... where did you come from?"

"The provenance is the jewel I sold off to Mr. Claire before. I brought you some of this."

Yiliang took the gold pendant when Leese went to the shelf with her eyes on it.

It's a very cute dish, inspired by birds stuck in branches.

"Wow, you're using gold chains, not leather strings."

"Yeah, it's beautiful, isn't it? Leather strings can be snug, but gold chains are so beautiful. Silver would be nice."

Call the store owner and pay the price.

That should be called a goldsmith, or 3500 al.

It is 3.5 times the price of the new American guard's initial salary.

The owner who received the money is a hockey face because it is a rarely sold item.

"Wow, thanks! Hey, put it on, put it on!

"Yep..."

When Ichigo tried to give him the pendant, Reese said that with a full grin.

She swells her cheeks for the sake of leaking her dissatisfied voice.

"Oh my God, you can do that for me."

"All right, all right. Just take off the one you're wearing right now."

Turn your hand around Reese's neck and chain from under her long hair.

As she jerked off trying to put a clasp on her, Reese sounded somewhere emotional, "Whoa," she said.

When Yiliang left, Leese touched the pendant with her fingers and nodded contentedly.

"I see, it's certainly quite exciting"

"What are you talking about?"

"My friend's daughter said it when we were meeting for tea at our mansion before." This is the situation that thrilled me during my date! '"

"Oh, you talk like that"

"That's all I'm talking about. You know, who's nice, who's dating, who's broken up."

"Every world is the same as what girls talk about... I mean, you were having a tea party."

"Yeah. Sometimes they call me or call me. Oh, that's so important."

"Hmm... by the way, was this a date?

"If this isn't a date, what's a date?"

"Indeed."

Leese then nibbled for a while as she jerked off her pendant in front of the bronze mirror in the store.

The two looked around even after they left the store and went back to the mansion at dusk.