Ekaterina finally traveled, even though her hair was pulled back by her brother's lonely expression.
When Alexei drops me off and Ekaterina boards the carriage, the door closes and the carriage moves out with the sound of pissilli and reins ringing. Alexei was staring at her sister without being slight, and Ekaterina kept waving until she couldn't see her brother like that. No, even if you can't see it, note.
But when the carriage leaves the castle gate, it just stops its hand and lowers its hand to its knees.
And then he sighed loudly and sank into the carriage's back.
... now there's something missing about Pushu. Probably the energetic one who lives.
Wow!
Why did you make such a cheap contract, my idiot!
Siskon's brother said he misses me. Even I in Bracon have decided to miss you without your brother.
Every time your brother pulled it off, yes, he was happy to pull it off, that's why you were!
Wow, I won't see you for days until I get back. I don't have a brother under the same roof.
"Ma'am, are you feeling any worse"
Ha! I did!
I hear a weighty voice and Ekaterina returns to me. He stretched his spine and smiled next door.
"I've shown you something ugly, forgive me, Sir Forlì. I don't have any problems with my health, don't worry."
Yes, the carriage is boarded by Forlì, the forest farming chief, who was close to his brother and best friend of his grandfather.
I thought he was going with Aaron, the mine manager, and after Alexei talked to Aaron about something, he said he had business at the old mine and left first. Aaron was quiet about something when he left, so maybe something went wrong in the mine.
Nevertheless, Forlì congratulated the Mountain Gods on remembering and said that Alexei always made his offerings when visiting the Mountain Temple because he was also in a position to pay tribute to the Mountain God as the duty of the Forest Agricultural Director.
Hold on, yourself! Get back on your feet!
Do you think I can represent your brother in such a zama that I miss him just a little bit? By the time your brother becomes in charge of national politics one day, you swore that I would be able to take the place of the Duke's administration on my shoulders and try to break your brother's overworked death flag!
This surrogate to the Mountain Temple is an opportunity to take on the work of your brother in the meantime, of that memorial. What are you going to do if you don't stick around?
You know, Alasser, I thought of that in my last life, and I was traveling alone!
If you add up to the life of the lady Ekaterina, instead of Alasser...
Ah... just because the numbers sting, let's not add up.
Anyway, it's not like you're going out in this big area and you're saying you're lonely.
Anyway, it's the knights of the six horsemen who escort the two carriages Ekaterina and Forlì ride. The escort knight, who was following Prince Mikhail's outing, said it was definitely a four horsemen.
In addition to that, Yurnova's hounds are following Leader Dog Regina and three other Ekaterina carriages.
Of course, he's accompanied by a maid of honor, an escort, and a combat maid, Mina.
... escort, I wonder if there's too much. Mr. Aaron seemed to have just taken one ordinary offering.
Brother, I'm worried about you. It's Cisco, so I can't help it.
And you should have asked Mr. Aaron to ride with me. Wouldn't Mr. Forlì be tough with his grandchildren's little daughters for a long time?
But Mr. Aaron seems to be single, so I wonder if the Duke's warrant for a long time with a single man had any obstacles.
"I'm afraid you're with me, Sir Forlì."
Ekaterina said, Forlì let down his sun-burned face so close to brown.
"I'm just glad your daughter wants to learn about the territory."
Yes. Forlì usually says he doesn't like to travel by carriage or on foot. That's what I'm riding with Ekaterina this time, because Ekaterina asked me to tell you about the territory of Yurnova in the meantime, if you're going to be on the same path because of it.
Forlì familiar with forests and agriculture in the territory of Eurnova. There is no hand that does not take advantage of its time with the living.
"It's an extremely unpretentious topic, such as farming, to the young lady."
"No! It is the most important thing to the lives of the inhabitants of Yurnova. Professor, please."
Ekaterina, devoured by the flavor, took out her notebook and glass pen.
From the main products of the Eurnova territory, I was taught once again.
First, lumber typical of Black Dragon Cedar. The royal capital's buildings are mostly made of stone, but they actually use a lot of wood inside. As its building material, Yurnova's Black Dragon Cedar is said to be most trusted.
Speaking of which, I've heard that there were so many fires in London as to devastate most of the city, almost at the same time as the famous fires that occurred during the Edo period in the previous life. When I wondered why the stone building burned, he actually said that wood was also used. Around there, the same seems to be true of the Empire.
In retrospect, the main streets of the Imperial Capital are very large. Four carriages are on both sides of the street, with a wide driveway (that is, four lanes) that you can afford to pass through. Perhaps that has the aim of preventing an extension in the event of a fire.
As an agricultural product, livestock products first. Not only meat, but also dairy products such as cheese and butter, are distributed as commodities to the Imperial Capital, he said.
In Eurnova, unusual species of sheep and cattle are often born. Probably for the blood of the Warcraft to enter. There may be times when temper becomes rough and troublesome, but there may be good changes such as stopping being sick at all, slightly glowing wool or producing a medicinal effect on milk. They say it is good to have one head in the herd, because distracted individuals also stand up and protect their companions even if they are attacked by a warcraft when mixed with the herd.
Most importantly, once you mix such an individual with a herd of cows, the whole herd becomes proud of the protection of the iron walls that do not lean on the male as well as the warcraft, and the rancher has held his head? I don't know.
And fruit trees. They have the most apples, peaches, different berries, etc. It seems that some fruits are not in the concept of previous life.
But the winning head is the grape. Wine brewing is also thriving. Mr. Forlì must be an alcoholic, who told us all about what flavor of wine he makes in every brewery.
... I had no idea. In my last life, I was in Shimodo. Excuse me.
It's a strange species, and in recent years, it's the rice noodles (Tensai) that have been the focus of our efforts. Satou Daikon.
As a matter of fact, it seems that the most common sugar producer in the Empire right now is the territory of Yurnova.
The sugar used in the empire is the most imported from the countries of the South. Although widely used, it is much more expensive than in previous life.
In the kitchen of the School of Magic, I was allowed to use it with the same feeling as I had in my previous life, but the only reason I could do that was because it was actually a celebrity environment of nobility. Speaking of which, Flora, a native of the civilian population, was cautious in the use of sugar. The apple pie and sweet stuff system in the repertoire was taken after your mother died, she said, a Baroness recipe.
In Eursein territory and elsewhere, sugar based on sugar cane is said to be made, but not in large quantities.
Among other things, it was your grandfather and Mr. Forlì who were found to be able to produce vegetables that could be grown in cold weather as raw sugar ingredients and encouraged them to grow as highly cash changeable crops.
Yeah, even in Japan in the previous life, it should have been Hokkaido that produces the most domestic sugar. The ingredients are also vegetables. I imagined Okinawa and other sugar cane when it came to sugar ingredients, but I guess it's the difference in the size of agricultural land.
Though the mountainous territory of Yurnova is not a large area of agricultural land either, it is quite secure with the opening, which has been going on for four hundred years since the time of the opening Lord Sergei, so that the agricultural land is systematically allocated to the crops that support the lives of the inhabitants.
But for convenience, I translated it as "pickled vegetables," but come on.
What is it, "it moves a little"?
"I resist when I try to pull through," is that a plant? Is it Mandragola?
They have a walking plant type warcraft in the Yurnova forest, and it's its subspecies or toddlers who look like turnips that feed on sugar......
No, he says it's an individual who couldn't be an adult from a preschool for some precise reason, and a certain number is something that occurs. The forest people living in the Yurnova forest have long known this existence, sweet and delicious wild grass (okay?) I liked it as. Mr. Forlì, on his younger day, introduced him to his grandfather, who also found that he could use his men to study and successfully cultivate it and use it as a raw material for sugar.
By the way, you don't need to take the seeds, but if you cut the area that hits the neck of the dice (though it looks like a turnip) off all the time and plant it around the leaves come out in pieces, it's going to grow again from there, even if it's rather finely chopped... that's vital. But potatoes. Because if I dumped the peeled skin in the garden, it sprouted out of there and I had potatoes, what essay comics have I read in my previous life, and something similar... maybe?
I'm talking about my favorite thing in the whole thing, the project cha system. Fantasy or a different world project, huh?
But Mr. Forlì's story was interesting because I learned so much. Soon I walked into a small town and the carriage stopped at the inn I was planning to grab lunch in, but until then I was so completely enthusiastic about the story.
"The lady is a really study-keen, unusual young lady"
and Mr. Forlì was laughing, but I guess he told me a particularly funny and strange story, anticipating that I was lonely or thoughtful away from my brother.
Thank you for caring as my best friend's grandson.