The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

"How much is this? 4,000? Bought it."

"There was just a hole in the bottom of the pan."

"This is beautiful.... Why are you putting away an amount of money that you can't buy? You're so mean."

"You don't have anything to do with underwear or clothes?

Elves flock to mobile sales cars prepared for the mansion's garden.

He who takes the goods and sees them first.

Those who hear from behind it which goods are valued to what extent.

Those who, after the hustle and bustle have calmed down, keep a short distance to see the goods slowly.

The first to buy in condiments such as pepper and sugar with a deposit.

Each character can be seen.

"Don't you have to see Mr. Aloys?

Isaac spoke to the village chief, Aloys.

"You're just challenging me to meet with one hand of luggage... And there's a position."

Regardless of the young people who came with them as escorts, you can't jump on a gift in the name of the ankle bill prepared by someone in the position of village chief.

He seemed interested in what was, but he seemed to suppress it with a sense of responsibility and self-control.

"But Mr. Mathias seems to be unbeaten by others to interrupt..."

Mathias, known as the elders, sees the goods securely in his place without being pushed out by the youngsters.

"That Jiji - Ohon. Excuse me."

I should have been near Aloys earlier, but if you noticed, the front row.

I just said, "I have a position," but Ding's light weight is questioned if Mathias the Elder behaves lightly.

Aloise hurried to bring him back.

"No, I'm sorry. It's a hundred million bucks to get to Dwarf this year. It's been a long time since I've shopped."

Mathias' hand to apologize had a deep pot.

Looks like I already bought it.

"Elders... We're going to negotiate, so weigh yourself in."

Aloise looks distraught, but he doesn't pursue it harshly.

Are you concerned about your position as an elder?

Or I didn't even know if Mathias was giving up because he was originally a person with a brown side.

"You seem happy. Above all. I'm glad to be here."

Morgan said, smiling.

- Give them the money before the talks and have them experience shopping first.

Because this was his opinion.

Isaac seemed to be thinking "I'll have him shop slowly after the talks," but that's too late.

It would be nice if the elves would take the money out.

If I was going to say no, I might have left without buying anything because of the thought of a severance.

Even if you are going to say no, it is possible that letting you shop ahead will change your mind in a good direction.

Even if it's the same act of "making people shop," the effects change depending on the timing.

So I was going to let him shop first and grab my heart.

There was a day long in Morgan with more experience in life than Isaac around here.

"But isn't 20,000 leads high in one pot? We used to have about 4,000 leads of pot like this."

Mathias seems unhappy with the price of the pot.

"Mr. Mathias shopped over 200 years ago, didn't he? I think prices are just changing."

"Oh, so is that. When you're in the woods, it's hard to feel the movement of the public."

That's what Mathias laughed at.

After two hundred years, 10 generations, as opposed to a few generations, have changed for humans.

Salaries and prices continue to change over time, so they weren't the same as they used to be.

"The sense of money, etc., will get used to as we actually go out with each other. Don't worry, the merchant you're calling today is strictly telling you not to do the acorn business."

In fact, the Braak Chamber of Commerce, an acorn chamber of commerce, is also staying in preparation for the bid after the talks.

But even if I had the money, I didn't even bring the merchandise.

I was just made to put up with watching the Wight Chamber of Commerce and the others trade to their elves with their fingers crossed.

"Surely there are no humans...... If I trust you too much, you try to fool me. When we relaunch our interactions, we need to educate young people not to show too many gaps for each other."

I guess something happened to Aloys in an era of interaction, too.

Give me a bitter look.

"It's not too bad to stand talkin ', but it's tough on old people. In the meantime, let's bring some people inside to talk."

Mathias looks tired and hopes to meet inside the mansion.

(What, what was your energy earlier?

Everyone's thoughts were the same.

What was it about watching the pot with the temper of "losing to the young too" earlier?

Maybe you ran out of power with that?

"I'm sorry I didn't realize this. I'll show you inside."

In the meantime, Morgan leads us to the mansion.

The old man says he's tired.

I can't leave it like that.

"Follow me, too."

Aloise called out to those who were a little far from the carriage.

No more vigilance, no more shit. Saggy cut, but just in case.

Among them, there was also a mix of Bridgets who had finished shopping.

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The talks were not held in the conference room, but with desks lined up in the hall for the party.

Of course, it is needlessly small compared to the Wellrod family mansion.

It's the mansion of a country deputy, so it's enough to be slightly smaller.

But still, about fifty people go in, so this time it doesn't seem like a problem.

However, given the increased interaction, it would be better to prepare a slightly wider area as well.

"Well, first of all, about the resumption of the interaction, but this is not a problem. I've spoken to people in the surrounding villages, but as long as they don't suffer such significant disadvantages as war use and enslavement, they can admit the deal."

First, Aloys cut out the story.

Because if we do not talk first about whether it is possible to resume exchanges, this meeting will not proceed.

"But my opinion broke when it came to earning money. It is also deeply rooted in the opinion that it is okay to remain in the present life, regardless of generations or men or women. But..."

Aloys turns his gaze to Bridget and other elves.

Those who have already finished shopping.

The decorations worn by the elves seem to be dominated by things like jade and amber.

It stands out a little because of the mixing of light reflected in small diamonds and emeralds in it.

Bridget seemed to mess with it with her hands rarely.

"After all, self-sufficiency seems to be enough irritation. Of course, a rich life is not everything. However, it is better to have more colour in the quiet life"

Aloys was born and lived in an era of interaction.

I am not dissatisfied with my current life, but I am also attracted to my life when I was not indisposed by seasonings and preferences, starting with salt.

"But suddenly it's unacceptable to mobilize the majority of the villagers to make money. Would it be a good idea to sort from the hopeful at first for about two or thirty? Some participants from surrounding villages to see how humans are doing."

"Of course, you're welcome. Instead, I'd appreciate it because at first it's easier to attach an escort to keep things from getting into trouble."

Morgan took Aloys' offer instantly.

To tell you the truth, I just want a little more, but you took the first step.

That's enough for now.

Besides, there were concerns that the sudden environmental changes would affect not only the elf side, but also the human side.

Over the centuries, the city slowly deepened its interaction in the form of barter.

In other cities, a rejection may occur on foreign objects that suddenly appear.

It is safer to recognize the presence of an elf in small numbers.

It's much better than telling them "I want a little less people" and telling them "hire a lot more people".

"As you get 100 meters of maintenance per person...... Three kilometers a day for thirty. In a month or so, you can build streets from Tilly Hill to Wellrod."

Randolph calculates the maintenance speed and surprises himself.

It's smaller than using civilians in labor, and it can make a fast and sturdy path.

I can't be stupid with just thirty people.

"Is this the magical power of the elves," he breathed.

"However, there is one condition. I ask Lord Isaac to marry Bridget for friendship."

The air changes in the words of Aloise.

This is unexpected.

Morgan quickly turns his mind around and Randolph is upset.

"I'm saying it's for friendship, isn't that essentially the same as offering hostages?

Isaac asks Aloys.

When I looked at Bridget slightly, he was smiling and waving at Isaac.

I guess she was listening to this story in advance.

I don't see how upset I am.

"You don't know because Master Isaac is young, but from a human point of view, a long-lived elf woman remains much younger. I mean, young, beautiful women will always be there for you, without getting old. As a token of friendship, it's a great gift."

Alois ran out without staring.

Are you going to push me off that I'm only a wife, not a slave?

Seeing that reaction, Isaac decided.

"Grandpa."

"Uhm."

Morgan, who replies, seems to have the same thoughts as Isaac.

The two nod at each other with their eyes.

"I can't accept such a thing. I feel looked down on how young and beautiful humans would be to send a beautiful woman. I don't want you talking about this one."

Isaac said no kickingly.

It was Bridget who was surprised by this.

"Hey, what's wrong with me!?

Raise your voice in protest, but Isaac remains faceless.

"No, I'm not dissatisfied with Mr. Bridget. But I am dissatisfied with Mr. Aloys' decision to treat women like objects, hating slaves. You can't do business with such an unreliable person."

"I agree with that. Resumption of interaction from years of severance. You should have a more authentic credit building. I think we need a little time to figure out how to get along with someone who does that."

Isaac and Morgan blame Aloys for his judgment.

Randolph tried to say something too, but I missed the timing while I was thinking about it.

Even if you two blame me, there's no upset about Aloys.

On the contrary, he is happily face-to-face with Mathias.

"At least these people seem trustworthy."

"Yes."

Aloise nodded at Mathias' words.

And Isaac and the others look at each other.

"You tried us!

Isaac protests roughing up the discourse.

"I'm sorry. But like I just said, man prefers an elf woman. On the occasion of the resumption of exchanges, it would be natural to be wary that you might be trying to trick us into treating us like slaves? I wanted to find out who I was dealing with directly."

I guess Aloys was also worried about whether it was really okay to resume interactions.

Maybe he wanted to have the certainty that he could resume.

"I see. The anxiety is that we were each other. I don't know how to be sure, but let's build trust."

The same was true of Morgan, who was anxious.

So I don't even know how Aloys felt about trying.

I don't like that they used my grandchildren, but my personal emotions are bearable given the profits I get from Elf's street maintenance and water treatment work.

Then I thought we could move on.

Because it is consequently safer for both sides to continue to interact and forge friendly relationships rather than to part with mutual incomprehension.

"Right. We just need to know each other a little bit from now on."

Aloys reaches out his right hand.

Morgan shook that hand back.

- Humans and Elves, Bicentennial Recovery of National Relations.

It is that moment.

"Still, did I get the wrong candidate? I used to be seen by an elf woman even as a child..."

"Hey, Elder! It's my fault!

That air-breaking conversation is about to begin.

"No, I think Mr. Bridget is an attractive woman. But I know that there are things in the world that are much more important than getting one woman. That's why I said no."

Isaac stops that conversation.

It's not the line of a man who thinks about taking over the country to take away one woman.

But the word itself was a good answer.

"You seem to be growing up blessed with good parents, good families"

Aloyce looked satisfied and told Randolph what Isaac thought.

"No, this kid is just growing up on his own"

Randolph replied in the light.

Really Isaac grows up on his own.

Even if they say it's because of their parents, they feel strongly ashamed.

But thanks to this incident, the anxiety Morgan and Randolph had recently been dispelled.

Because I could feel "Isaac is growing straight up".

Looks like you're falling for a woman here, the ahead is considerate.

I was relieved because I was able to give the right answer, considering the right time and circumstances.

But Isaac was different.

The truth is, we were in danger.

(Thanks for the lactation, Mr. Bridget!

I just felt like saying no because Bridget wasn't my type.

Elves have slender bodies, either because they travel through the woods.

This was confirmed not only by Bridget, but also by other female elves with the same body.

“Because I want to feel the wind (boobs) in my previous life," Isaac bought the opener.

So I could give up lightly even if I was cute.

So is Tiffany.

She's still cute, and I know she'll be cute when she grows up.

- But even when I grow up, my chest swings small.

At that point, Isaac's interest became dim.

Putting the luxurious attribute of a cousin and childhood tame girl on the scale was no match for the weight of breast fat.

That's why Tiffany's engagement was honestly celebrated, too.

No one but Isaac realizes that the weight of chest fat created this flow of talks.

And that must not continue to be noticed.