"I'm not showing you the curriculum or anything in particular. I just showed it to you. I guess I don't know anyway. If you can remember while doing chores, you can do it yourself."
After all, that's the kind of old snail craftsman you used to be.
"Yes, thank you"
"Franz, keep your voice down!
What! You complained earlier about loud voices! Which way!
"Oh, my God, he said something. Right. I don't care how broke the gate is anymore."
"No, it's nothing..."
Don't you just have too bad a personality before stubbornness or something......? Well, let's all go home.
But just because you don't have a good personality doesn't mean you don't have good skills.
More often than not, people with personality difficulties have a hell of a talent. That's the hard part.
"Okay, so what do you want me to do first?"
I guess they do things like work downstairs. I think I can polish the horn of the sea lion with a sleigh.
"Franz, go down to the settlement at the foot and buy lunch in the cafeteria"
They said things that weren't even possible to look at and remember! Plus, there's an unscrupulous distance to the foot! I just came up the stone steps!
"If you didn't go and buy it within three seconds, you're broke!
"Wow, I get it!
I ran right down the stone steps. If I resist here, it will all be over. The planner won't talk about it.
I thought as I went down the stairs.
Ten times more than I originally imagined...
The extreme lack of successors was also a human problem.
Or I can't train under such a personality breaker than a decent person. Well, nobody's supposed to grow up.
Perhaps other craftsmen were more or less such terrible personalities.
In an age when it was hard to get out of the village to work, some people must have had to do artisanal apprenticeships even though they were snored out. Because we continue to do so with that value, we have no disciples at once, and we are about to perish.
Mr. Bendrow may have had an unreasonable eye for his apprenticeship as well, but that's just a survival bias that he survived... No matter how much kerneling makes that income, you can't normally endure under such a human being.
But I don't want to perish.
Whether or not there will be more kennel artisans will also solve the problem of the Great Horn Black Zika.
Besides reviving local industries in the countryside.
We have to endure this place at all costs.
"... let's at least endure three days"
I'm not sure any more. There seems to be a hole in my stomach...... The record so far seems to be three days. And you're so unreasonable, you can't even tell me it's broken because you endured three days.
I ran down the stone stairs, thinking it was a tough future.
Lightly support your body with a black magic wand. I didn't think even stone steps were worth using.
Secondly, there was the sound of retraction and something moving the bush.
"What?... Sika, I guess. Another beast, even if it isn't."
For animals, it felt like they were watching, but even animals don't have to be human.
And then I realized something more important.
"I didn't get my lunch..."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! It's no longer just a parsley... I'm not even a disciple.
I want to pay as much as I can if I can pay to get away from that trick, but that's not even the problem......
I bought a lunch box at a store that was almost the only one in the original settlement.
It should be noted that the aunt at the store also told me which of Mr. Bendrow's favorites he liked. The region is on my side.
"You must be getting hit with that guy's parsley, right? If you hate that guy, don't hate the settlement."
"Oh, yes, I'll think of that separately"
"Really, all the scum has left you as an artisan...... My kids and all three of them would be better off going to the city and starving to death, so I went to the king's capital..."
Is it also like you can't be a kennel artisan unless you have a bad personality...?
"I think this chicken's breast lunch is fine today, but give up that I was unlucky then because I have a 30% or so chance of suddenly being pretty. Because it's only luck anymore."
"Isn't that cold or something?
"But when it was warm, he said, 'Why aren't you cold!' Cause sometimes it seems pretty."
"In time, Mr. Bendrow, you're going to be assassinated..."
"There is no assassination, but the kennel artisans who were in the settlement fought and killed each other, drastically reducing their numbers. It was before I was born."
That's a much scarier world than the old black magic industry!
Not good.
I didn't think it was going to be this far.
Shouldn't this technique of keratinism be interrupted already?
Or since Mr. Bendrow died, I've felt so much better about letting the technology play...... If the work and the workshop are to remain, we can do something about it......
"It's time to go back. Because it's more dangerous to stay cold."
I went home feeling dark.
Along the way, I discovered some big horn black zika. It was so gigantic that if I didn't know anything, I'd think of it as a nussie in this forest.
Look at me and you won't get away with it at all. It no longer even means being afraid of humans. Most of all, it would be impossible to defeat such a thing without such specialized bows and spears.
"They must think they're at the top of the ecosystem..."
I thought they were watching Girosilo, but I wonder if they would send me about a gaze if the humans were running.
Hi, it feels like there's something else out there - there wouldn't be a guy who would benefit from attacking me.
There seems to be countless people in the settlement alone who are complaining about Mr. Bendrow... but you're not supposed to think I'm attacked and Mr. Bendrow is going to be sad, so I'm not supposed to be attacked.
I quietly climbed up the stone steps and even reached the workshop as I sweated.
Something about the air is different from before.
It's quiet.