The Peerless Kobold (WN)

An act in the village of Viel

And when the silver-haired werewolf dogs who went out to earn money were caught up in the Valiant commotion, the village of Viel, frosted and deepening cold in the fields of turnips and Grunkor, had the appearance of chemo-eared cat artisans.

At this time when the cold gets real, we prepare wood, etc., and we invite carpenters from the town of Zergla, which became the mother of the village about half a day's walk, to carry out repairs to houses, water trucks, farm tools, etc...

This year, the familiar carpenter we always ask for was seriously injured in late summer (Banka), and the apprentices alone are in a difficult situation due to delays in their work.

It was therefore six days ago that Maril, acting village chief, sent people to the interactive village of Luqua to ask for carpentry work, and Grimmer, a pleasantly underwritten cat carpenter, took Barack with him to the village with both escort and help.

It is an eight-hundred arm activity, such as repainting the lacquer on the house wall so that the two of us do not get a gap wind, or repairing farm tools that were badly abused in the harvest season and in the fields of autumn sprinkled vegetables.

However, the last remaining waterwheel slip bearing replacement was a task that required manpower, and the waterwheel cabin was home to several villagers voiced by Maril.

When they lift the water wheel, which only swayed small after piling up affordable sized stones and stopping the river from flowing, the grimmer quickly replaces worn wooden bearings.

"All right, take your time and put your heart stick on the bearings,"

"Okay, come on!

"It's pretty heavy when it comes to wood formation..."

"Good luck, everyone."

With the support that Maril, who is just looking, sends with a full smile, the villagers gradually unload the water wheel they held and put their heartsticks on the newly made wooden bearings.

When the semi-circular “groove” provided on that bearing meshed with the carved “groove” on the heart stick, he made sure that the curved surfaces held by each other matched with a serious eye.

If the wax is large, the axis of rotation will flutter, and fine loads will accumulate across the water wheel, reducing its life expectancy, which requires considerable precision.

"Mr. Barack! I know it's okay, but can you take a look at it for a second?

"Wait a minute..."

Mixed with the people of the village of Viel until recently, the blacksmith who was lifting the water wheel approached his face and corrected him to see the state of the contact area.

"That's good. That's good."

"You don't give a shit about me, do you? And the precision of your father's" Mawabi saw "is wonderful.

He was caught pounding delicacies that fit in the tool holder at his waist while twitching (lying), etc., and his father's doya face floated in his brain and Barack accidentally laughed bitterly when he made him do it with meticulous eyesight (mesh) with black iron, which was difficult to delicately process.

Grimmer stained the junction with vegetable seed oil and covered the roof plate to prevent it from flowing in the rain.

"I wonder if this is the case... Maril, it's harder to hurt to do the right amount every day than to do a lot of oil every other day"

"Ugh, I'll be careful... our vigilante!

"It's us!!

Zeno, the vigilante leader who was about to be added to his activities to refuel the water truck, is arguing with the proxy of the flattering young village chief who is trying to reduce his work in no small way, but now all the planned repairs have been completed.

All you have to do is get paid and go back to the village of Lucua.

"That's it, why don't you stop by the dog-man settlement at last?

Grimmer nods at Barack's suggestion that Archer, even in his absence, could communicate with him, as the canine colony is situationally close and, as it stands, some elves.

"Not bad, Smith. Let's go look in your face."

"I'll make sure he's got his arm up since then."

In some cases, tools and blacksmith tools were transferred to small dripping ear cobolts, and the attitude toward work can be seen from the state of wear and tear caused by their handling.

When the cat artisans were talking like that, Maril and Xeno stopped pressing questions and listened to the conversation between them. Not only that, but the other villagers are also turning a gaze of some interest.

"Hey, both of you, cat people have interactions with the Kobolts in the sanctuary?

"When our village is attacked by a ghost tribe, we need your help."

"I guess that's a bunch of silver-haired high cobolts..."

"Maybe there is. The last time we saw each other, it wasn't like a cobolt."

Now that it is a rare species and does not live in the middle of the Easteria Forest, I have never seen a werewolf tribe or anything like it... I think Barack would think it would be like that, remembering Archer laughing with a sharper fang in his tighter body than before.

The Cat Warriors, inspired by Wallace's appearance to train himself through the Little Ghost raids, also trained, but I don't feel the difference with the main Dog Warriors has narrowed.

(Well, only a few of them are abnormal...)

At the end of his gaze, which temporarily opens his mind to thought as he twists his tail, the villagers, mainly Maril and Xeno, are starting to lean in and talk to Grimmer, who was surprised to see how it was going.

"Eh, the forest where the Kobolts are is sanctuary, so it's off-limits except for the villagers..."

"Hmm, we are the people of the woods... Lord Felias has recognized the village of Luqua, but we are not a people, and it is the“ original elves ”who believe."

Because the cats and lizards in the forests that lead to the "town guard du” are influenced by the elves, many believe in Artie, the goddess of the woods and riches that are considered the ancestors of the elves, like the inhabitants of the village of Lucua.

There is no point for them in naturalizing the sanctuary established by the Cathedral Church, and people also refrain from interfering in order to avoid clashes with subraces living around the local area, unless they publicly take cases such as denial of the authority of the State or the Church.

"Ugh, I can't hold you back when you say that... but maybe this is an opportunity"

After Maril, who nodded with some thought, exchanged words with Zeno again, he confronts the two of them.

"Hey, can we go with you?

"I have a good idea where I am, but I don't have many contacts..."

"Do you mind... what do you think, Mr. Grimmer?

"Well, those who know about the settlement deserve it."

Earlier, when Archer stopped by the village of Luqua to shop, he had heard about the events in the King's capital where Barack questioned the kingdom currency in his possession and the demonic knights that had begun, and we both know that the kingdom side knows where the dogs are.

Then the cat artisans accepted the favor and left the village of Viel early the next morning with four people, including Maril and Zeno, and stepped across the plain into the middle of the Easteria forest.