Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

It was in the morning ten days after the order that the desks and chairs that would serve as school equipment arrived.

It's quite early to have only a village full of craftsmen. Has this job been cleaned up as a top priority? Or was there no order other than this job?

Listen while I work at the restaurant for Teguruth, who went to pick up the product.

"So, what's the point of Teguruth?

Needless to say, it is about the situation in the emerging village of Couvesta.

Tegulous shook his neck sideways with a clear liquor in one hand.

"You don't see a trend toward improvement."

"I knew it."

As a former merchant, the story of Teguruth, who has seen various villages and towns, is credible, both good and bad.

"Handmade Chicken Skewers in Two"

"Yes," replied the cook's father in a low voice as Teguruth spoke.

Teguruth, who tipped the liquor, continues the conversation.

"I took that desk order and didn't seem to think at all about getting ready for shipping. And the mayor was right around the corner."

"The village of Kubesta has no idea how to transport it outside the village because of a lack of managerial perspective."

"The same goes for the management perspective, but that's a feeling that's solidifying into the artisan perspective. It's also a character that destroys itself with irredeemable stubbornness."

It's rare and spicy.

I pour liquor into an empty Teguruth cup, silently urging ahead.

"If you line up the good goods, even if you ignore some inconvenience, the guests will come, it's clear that you're thinking like that"

Teguruth, who dampened her lips with alcohol, points at me.

"The mayor's wife's wooden cage shop, with all that arm, could push through some impossibilities. But that's only because the surroundings admitted they have a proven track record and solid arms."

"You think the village of Kubesta doesn't have enough publicity?

"There's not enough technology either. Improve inconvenience in every way you can think of, but with that arm you won't make as much money as you can sustain your village."

When I was a pedestrian, I only dealt extensively with goods, and I have a definite eye for Teguruth products. Even when I stopped by the village of Couvesta on my way home from Aquas before, it was an assortment of readable craftsmen's immature arms.

"Did the mayor's wife say anything when she saw that desk and chair?

"Is that Melmie?

I saw the desk and chair delivered, and Melmie's first voice was, "Shall we rework it? was."

"They say the joints are sweet everywhere. I can use it for about five years, but after that, I should buy a new one. And the chairs and desks used by students in basic education are not considered enough based on material selection."

"It's too heavy for a child to carry."

Teguruth, who has actually carried a coyote car from the village of Kubesta to the city of Takakus, whines a real word and stirs up booze.

"Chicken Meatballs, Municipal"

"Thank you. Salt, can I have it?

"To which?

"In the salt of the no-layer on the cloud"

The cook's father responds to Teguruth's request, peeling and boiling the branches of the no-layer on the clouds to serve the salt made. Although the bark of the world tree can take salt if boiled in any object if it is above the cloud noodle layer, among other things, the salt that can be harvested in the cloud noodle layer is the finest product, and the sweetness and aroma of the sap of the world tree adds a fair amount of salt.

Teguruth, cheeky with a little salt on the hot meatballs skewer, closed her eyes and looked like she was going to bite her happiness.

"I'm glad I set up shop in Takakus."

"Thanks for that. Father, please give me two lever skewers and two skins."

"Yes. Mr. Mayor, do you have any booze?

"Do you have a hard guy? The guy whose oiliness disappears in an instant."

"Twenty years of Yoinsley's stockpiling, or a decade of Beautellarm. Both, Denieri."

"At Yoinsley's"

"Yes, sir."

I wonder if Denierie was the guy who made it out of tom. I remember it smelled like bourbon.

"The weight of that desk is the same as the ingredients, but it's also hard to hold."

Teguruth returns to the conversation.

"Is the center of gravity insane?

"No, even though it's immature, it's not where the center of gravity is weird to say it's a craftsman. However, I guess I still don't have enough experience. The top plate of the desk is too thick for the child to hold. On top of that, it slips and is hard to hold even if it is beautifully polished to the back"

I didn't care that much, but if you ask me, I sure do.

If a powerless child has it, it should be less slippery so that he can hold it without using his grip as much as possible.

"A normal workshop would be a place where parents and ancient stocks would coach and fix it, but the village of Kubesta would be full of young people and no one with instructional skills.... Maybe the village chief's voice is diminishing due to poor management"

The second half keeps his voice down and in a mood, Teguruth analyzes it that way.

If the village chief's voice is diminishing, the village of Kubesta will no longer be able to do so. Because the village chief is the only owner of an arm that can make a decent product.

"Can't we do anything about it now that the merchants have emigrated?

When asked, Teguruth nodded shortly after thinking.

"You look past the stage of how to handle funds already. It didn't look so wrapped up that the village could move in one direction with one word from the new merchant. Before that, we don't have enough products to sell."

Teguruth finishes eating the chicken skewers, orders fried chicken from the extra, and then continues.

"More importantly, there are the cities of Tacax and Kattera nearby. Products that are semi-productive do not work, especially since the Tacax city is widely done. Unless you can develop a novel product that no one has ever seen before, but it's a bad bet."

"From what I've heard, I don't think I have the guidance or the funding to get through product development."

Is rebuilding desperate?

"What's going on in the south?

Now Teguruth hits the question.

According to a letter from Kanes, the southern side of the world tree is also in critical condition.

"With the young gone, even the aging villages are dissolving and moving to nearby towns, or even selling dirt in villages and towns that aren't," he said.

"We need people and places to maintain the fields."

Teguruth nods as convinced.

It seems that some of the towns that sold off the soil built residential districts and workshops where it was a field, and some municipalities sought to convert their industries. The same movement can be seen around here on the north side.

The move to shift to the industrial side, where even fewer people could make efficient money if manpower was reduced, joined towns and villages that had similar ideas and settled into the form of launching a fund to create a joint industry.

"Speaking of which, you've had soaring cold gear before, remember?

"There it is. Lately."

It was when Takakus was a village.

A foursome amateur demon bug hunter who came snowworm hunting wrecked a quote nearby that caused food poisoning, making a scene all over the village.

"The Quadruple sent me to Yoinsley then, didn't they, Teguruth? How are you doing, guys?"

"I've been talking about the Mayor and Mr. Billows' martial arts for a long time until I got to Yoinsley. Well, let's put that aside and get back to it."

"You're talking about soaring cold gear. I haven't heard from you since."

I've had a couple of pretty cold winters, but I don't hear about soaring cold gear. Even though the winter when I fractured was what could be described as a big cold wave, the cold gear was supplied steadily.

Teguruth ordered a liquor replacement and talks it out.

"We expanded the breeding fund for coyotes in a town on the north side of the world tree. Along with that, the dye-making workshop, the dyeing workshop, the textile industry, etc. expanded everywhere. As a result, soaring clothing, including cold gear, stopped happening. They're chewing one hedgeway, so the price is adjusted well."

"The mayor of Hedgeway is a good business. It's a business person you want to hang out with for a long time because it gives way."

"As a grocery store owner, that's an assessment I'd like to be told. However, if the industry expands, there will also be more manpower to engage in it. Build a workshop and I'll take the place. As such, there is no place for former residents who have left in unusual villages and towns."

You mean there's no place for residents of emerging villages to go home?

"If the fields were crushed, you wouldn't have anything to eat. If we let the emerging villages have enough money to eat for a few years while we can afford the funds and dissolve it, we will also minimise the confusion..."

"There is no leader who takes the tone of great resolve to dissolve," he said.

"That's what I mean"

Once an emerging village is dissolved, there will be real refugees who will not have much money either.

That's going to be quite a burden.

Teguruth would also like to draw my attention to the fact that the city of Takakus should be able to identify its unbearable burden from within.

"Lever and Skin, Denierie from Yoinsley, Odo"

My father at the restaurant puts a plate and a cup in front of me.

The lever here is characterised by what kind of down-treatment it is, softness that melts over the tongue despite being well through the fire. The feeling that the taste of the lever spreads irresistibly over the tongue becomes a habit.

"Sounds delicious"

"Oh, be sure to ask me when you get here. It's delicious."

"Is it the mayor's favorite? Dad, I need two levers here, too."

"Yes. That's the last of today's levers. Oh, my goodness."

When Teguruth spoke, his father went right into the cooking.

I peek into the contents of the glass. Amber yoinsley denierie was poured. Paper labels placed on World Tree containers made of woodworking craftsmanship bear the name and date of manufacture of the brewery in Yoinsley.

If you lift the cup and smell the scent, several different kinds of woody scents will stimulate it in layers. It had a slightly heavy impression.

The aftertaste of the liver left in the mouth along with the fragrance is cleansed and refreshed if you include a bite. It's pretty tight liquor, just being deluded by the scent.

Decide to drink slowly and cheek the bird-skinned grilled chicken. I'm happy with the crisp texture.

"How many other municipalities are receptive to refugees besides Takakus?

"They say the city of Kattera and the town of Hedgeway are embracing, albeit in small numbers. Apparently the city of Cuttera has built a facility dedicated to processing blue beetle crusts, and we're looking for workers."

"Some of the craftsmen in the village of Couvesta are in that dedicated facility?

"I think it will. Hedgeway says there aren't enough Devil Bug Hunters."

"You're thinking about hosting refugees that will occur in the village of Gillica."

The village of Girica, which Jitsu was talking about at my wedding, consists mostly of demon bug hunters.

The money flow seems to be pretty painful, too, and I seem to be looking for a cheap place to buy iron arrows. The iron arrows you will need to stop the demon worm cannot go hunting without a certain amount of stock.

Even if it's not as good as Jicha's, with as strong a bow and precision as Billows, even a tree arrow will cite some results, but it's tough to have to tailor the big guy in the capital flow of Girica Village, an emerging village.

Perhaps the first to be dissolved would be the village of Gilica, a conclusion reached at the last meeting of mayors, the meeting of mayors.

By the way, I'm attending both the mayor's meeting and the mayor's meeting with Richay. Because the size of the takakus is extremely small within the city framework, they want you to attend both the town mayor's meeting and the bridging role of the mayor's meeting.

"What about Cateo Town?

"We're still overpopulated. They're just improving financially."

"A town with a history of boulders has a different local power."

"Looks like it was carefully tailored to the growing population with an industrial base. A lot of people roared at the mayors' meeting."

Too precise a crossing, so much so that the mayor of the city of Kattera laughed bitterly.

Taste knobs and booze as you continue to exchange information and public discourse.

By the way, Teguruth looked at me strangely.

"Do you mind if I eat in here? Mayors' wives, don't miss them."

"There's a sorority. Perhaps someone from the ancient ginseng men will come to this shop."

The store door was opened from the side I was telling you about, and Billows came in.

"Oh, Amane's eating out too."

"As I listened to Teguruth. You want a drink with me?

"Let me do that. I feel like I'm not having a drink with a bee and I'm self-loathing and I can't even eat properly."

Teguruth calls out to Bilose, who sat next to me scratching his head with gasp.

"Did you even have a fight with the young general?

"Oh, I had a fight. No, it's this way that's bad."

"What did you do to him?"

"I forgot the flower ceremony."

"Yes, Outo"

"Mayor, what is it, that word? Anyway, Mr. Billows, don't forget the flower ceremony."

"I know, you don't have to tell me. You had no choice but to forget."

"No, I met the girl today and the hosting was a young general."

"At this moment too, Mr. Billows' demerits are being passed on to the women, aren't they? Please visit Tegu Ruth's grocery store to select the items to reconcile."

"You're tight, you"

When I'm stuffed with billows, the store door opens again. It was the Variety Improvement Combination of Marcto and Ratze that showed up.

"Aren't you the mayor? The rum bird food here is still exceptional, isn't it? Especially the lever."

"Did Markt come for a lever, too? They're selling out today."

Marcto's desperate expression at that moment was more gloomy than Billows, who was shuddering next door.

The cook's father laughs bitterly and rides himself out of the counter.

"Still in the middle of a prototype, Boonjiri, you want some?

"Seven, please."

"You're getting back on your feet."

Plus, there's a lot of orders.

Ratze is also smiling bitterly.

"Suddenly you eat too much, Mr. Marcto"

"Boonjiri, that's a fatty area around the tailbone of a ram bird. If your father here is going to cook a sink of blush characterized by the flavor and sweetness that contains fat, he can even eat ten or twenty bottles. Oh, Father, I'd like some fries from the cartilage too."

Suddenly you're cheating on me.

The number of people also increased, so while moving to the table, the liquor was dispensed.

Ever since I turned it into a Billows consolation, I don't really remember.