Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

Leaving the city, Sola takes the road to the King's Capital as she is rocked by a carriage.

The boulder was only made in the territory of the Marquis of Beltze and Sola had a rugged face in the carriage that would not cause one malfunction.

He had his head troubled by just one type of tree making the woods.

"Whatever you think, it's a shirakaba."

Initially after leaving the city, the burning fields continued, but beyond one mountain was the herd of Syracaba. I guess I went into the plateau zone.

It's so strange that Sora looks so harsh because the growing Syracaba is splendid. The thickness of the trunk is not uncommon if it is pine or the like, but it is an unusual thickness as a silacaba.

I find things that look different worlds in unexpected places, and I get confused before I'm touched. Whether it's a problem with rational brain loss, or whether Syracaba in this world is the standard, there's no way anyone but Sola has made it popular.

Other common topics besides him are still burning fields around the city.

"I'm pretty sure the forest burned. I can't stop thinking about what caused the problem."

Zez also agrees, says Sania, who was letting the horse walk right next to the carriage.

Lulu adds his finger to his temples and mouths his thoughts.

"Even if it's definitely a fire, I'm concerned about three things: why there's such a thing as a giant soldier, the cause of the warrant, and the contents of the concealment."

Trying to get Sora's opinion, they follow that gaze when they see him crushing observation of Syracaba. I figured there might be some hint of fire in Syracaba, but of course there was no clue, and I tilted my neck in alignment.

If Sora thinks about it, look at her that the longest dating Razette would know, and look at the blurry Silakaba grove. Wow. I'm perfectly weak. I'm just going to watch how that goes. This one's going to spoil.

"Master Sola, do you have a minute?

Sania speaks to Sola, who sees no light. The unquestionable raw reply returned, but when I continued the conversation without worrying, his consciousness also seemed to be gradually inclined, shifting his gaze from Syracaba Forest to Sania.

"I don't know what you think of the city, but..."

That's what Sora prefaced.

"I guess the fire is abrupt and the response hasn't caught up. I guess they bothered to send a popular giant army to prevent the residents from mobbing. By sending an elite giant soldier, we have also folded our intentions into not abandoning him. But it probably won't last long."

"You mean mobbing even with giant soldiers?

Lulu asked the prophetically stained Sola's dialogue why.

"It's not mobbing, it's dying for the city's function. Anyway, it's a forestry city. If all the wood that is the ingredient has been burned, it won't be a job."

It's easy to plant and rebuild trees, in words, but I don't know how many years it will take to recover.

There are no skilled artisans left to abandon the city, and what remains later is the remains of a hollowed out forestry city.

It is a future that will undoubtedly occur if measures are not taken within the effectiveness of performance by the Giant Soldiers.

"I don't think it's going to have to be a job takeover if the skilled craftsmen are scattered extensively."

Sora smiles bitterly at Sania's words.

"Collect the material in one place, process it and send it out. Craftsmen incite not to be taken to work and maintain their skills. I also concentrate my work out of the reassurance that if I go there, I will definitely have a free artisan. The function of the city is irreplaceable, especially if it is also famous in other territories. You can't buy a reputation for money."

The heir to the notorious Kleinsert family says masochistically. If I had a good reputation to sell, I would buy it first.

The Marquis of Beltze also sent a giant army because he knew it.

While imagining the figure of the Marquis of Beltze, which Sola has yet to see, he rated it at least competent.

"I guess what I was hiding was the city's stockpile. Because knowing the amount of stockpiles can be a factor in seeing your feet when importing from other sources."

Zez breaks into a conversation between Sania and Sola.

"I'm not familiar with forestry, but what about the trees here? You're not that far from the city."

That's what I'm saying. I show the syracaba with my thick fingers.

Sora shook her head sideways against it.

"It's hard to do with this tree."

Silakaba is prone to rot and insects to eat. It is a tree that is difficult to handle even when it is growing on the ground as a raw tree.

Nevertheless, Sola had an idea of the machining method.

You didn't do Japanese to Dada, and Sola is alone.

Three days later, Sola and the others entered the king's realm, and two more days later they arrived in the king's capital.

A lot of people go and go, the merchant's voice flies and the kids run around.

Various shops stand on brick-paved roads, and well-designed iron signs light up the sun to claim. An animal man drank a grand cup of tea in a coffee shop, and old men talked to each other about old maniacs on the veranda of upstairs houses.

Sola observes the city with interest. It was rounded out, but I don't feel embarrassed. The people who noticed Sola are smiling and waving at me.

Residents are also accustomed to sightseeing while children of regional aristocracy are exposed to the enthusiasm of the Wang capital and their mouths are half open. Try them. I even think Sola is in the cool category and looking forward to the future. I try to find out which nobleman it is, but for some reason it was hidden.

Interested in that, the mid thirty speaks to the young back of a shopping friend.

"... your great son is a sightseeing tourist?

"Oh, was it a boy? It's just a girl."

"Oh, my God, how old am I that I don't know the gender of a young child?"

"If it was a boy, were you going to go for it?

"Ma-sa! That's my husband."

"Yes, yes, a treat"

They can't even imagine being intrigued by a no-locket story without realizing it was off the record.

Earlier children were the heirs to the kingdom's most hated and aristocratic “fat pig," Count Kleinsert.

Three shadows pass near the two depths.

Zez, Sania, and Lulu.

One instruction had been given to them, who had been acting differently since entering the Wang capital.

"Get the magic book, even if they say so."

Lulu said as he looked around at the signs of the many shops.

Sora's grief, it was entrusted to the Zeds.