"Shall we go, gentlemen?"
To the words of the deputy captain, Thor and his men took back the load.
The stay in the swamp also ends today.
Leaving the camp in the middle of the morning, we reach the marshy shoreline fortification trail before noon.
Thor and Sola finally took a breather as they washed black mud out of their leather shoes.
Yuryl is also taking off his breath avoiding cloth and breathing easier.
Moo, who wasn't mud damaged because he was on a hauling sled, was jumping down when he climbed the decaying stone wall vigorously.
And I was just rolling down and having Tor just erase the result.
The young men of the Thunder Asthma Regiment also have a loose face with their hips down on the ground because of the loss of the eye of their tough regiment leader.
Tor thanked the deputy captain for three days of hospitality.
"You've taken care of a lot. Thank you."
"No. Welcome, we had a good experience!
The deputy captain's woman, who did the trick of putting a cobble on her chest, has asked with a serious eye.
"How was it, my thunder asthma group?
"Right. I have control, and I see good motivation. It's not bad for discipline."
"Bye!"
"No, I'm not willing to make an instant decision. I'm sorry, but I've been invited by other camps."
"Really...... Um!"
The woman, who suddenly intensified her discourse, tried to continue her words with a determined face.
"I was stopped by the captain, but the tradition of the Thunder Asthma..."
"I know. You're doing that on purpose."
Thor felt that a long period of work in the mud and perhaps an unsavory meal also meant something.
Because of his care for Moo, Sollgham didn't look like an irrational pusher.
Apparently, he was right, and the deputy looks out for him as surprised.
"Wow......! I've never seen anyone figure that out in a single time."
"I don't know exactly why. Still a giant tangle?
To Thor's inquiry, the deputy captain turns his eyes round again.
This seemed right, too.
"Yes, they say the battle against the mud poison giants will last longer than three days. Naturally, but I don't have time to eat properly or anything. A warm and tasty meal can be invigorating, but also relaxing. It takes at least six months to create a body that withstands the poison of a giant. How much dissatisfaction I have leaked, because neither this swamp nor giant is the kind of opponent that will help me!
He's a freshly screwed deputy at once, but he also sounded like a bunch of young people who were sitting around because their voices were too loud.
The members rise up in a panicked face.
The woman, slightly pulling her jaw at the look, looked up at Tor as she blushed.
"Excuse me. I apologize for overstating the extra"
"Never mind. Well conveyed."
I can hear horse groaning from afar around there.
Arriving first was the Thunder Asthma carriage.
It takes turns with the members who came down with the wooden planks, and the deputy captains carrying the skin of the rounded snake get on board.
He said he would have the skin peeled in the city and use it to exchange it for gear, tents, and other camp sites.
There aren't many materials out there that can be picked in the swamp because there's a limit to how much we can carry in the carriage, and we consume the majority of them for what we use.
"Snake meat dishes, thank you for letting me know. I'll make sure you don't throw it away next time!
Waving as he left, the deputy captain gave him a gentle grin.
A child standing on a stone wall somehow arms back.
"Yeah, hang in there! Moo's always gonna take over!
"You, can I say something good like that? Toe, I'm not gonna help you next time."
"No! To-chan's not tasty, I'll eat it!
"Even To, I like it delicious"
"You shouldn't be selfish anymore!
Talking nonsense, Garoud's manipulative carriage also arrived.
Tor and the others are also in charge of the snake skin and hurry in.
Long stays are strictly forbidden due to adverse effects on horses.
Tor conveys his gratitude to Garoud, who left before dawn and made it to the noon meeting.
"Sorry about earlier in the morning."
"This is what I do. If you want to work, make him a horse."
"So is that. Was it a rest stop after this?
"Oh, I don't want you to push me any further today. So I'm going to stay the night and go back to the city until noon tomorrow."
A little off the road, but more or less two hours from the swamp there are also the remains of the fort, so that we can squeeze in the wind to an extent.
One day outbound, three days in a marsh camp, a day and a half back on the road.
A total of about five days is the time it takes to explore the marshes.
I'm going to increase my camp stay to four days if you get used to it, but then I'll only be in the city once a week.
Sollgham, the leader of the Thunder Asthma Regiment, said he would only return to the city about once every ten days.
The next day, when they returned safely to Boundary Street in Dadan, Tor asked them to quickly bring the snake skin to the shopping area and replace it with a bill.
Then, with his legs, he headed to the armor store behind the familiar alley.
"Hey, buddy."
"Whoa, aren't you a hero? Can I come here and sell oil?
"It's not oil, but if it's a new job, I brought it."
"Hello, Mr. Lamou"
"We're out of time"
"Oh, is that Mr. Beppin 'to Sola? You've come a long way. I got a good look at the sunny stage the other day."
"Did you hear Moo? Grandpa."
"Of course you let me hear it. Mummy."
To her husband, who suddenly made her sing a nose song, Moo returned a full grin that seemed to spill.
"So, what's next? Oh, blue striped serpent leather? Hmm, what are we gonna do with which one?
"Which one?
"That's back leather or belly leather."
"What, there's a difference besides color?
To Sora with her neck hanging, the old master politely explained by rubbing her nose head.
The back part of the blue striped serpent, the blue skin, is slippery due to fine scales, and is also resistant to changes in condition.
In contrast, the belly area, the silver skin, is large and thick in scale, making it resistant to impact and durable.
"So a cloak or something is recommended for leather on the back, but armor or something is a tough belly leather option to tear down"
"So, do you want my armor with that? Which one do you prefer, gloves or leather shoes?
"If it's easy to walk in the mud, it's blue leather. Make your choice of gloves."
"If my legs are blue, my hands are cuter in blue."
"Right. I'd like that, too."
When Sola, who likes blue colors, chooses leather on her back, Euril places the same order.
The two aligned laughed happily with each other's eyes.
"Moo, I like it when the dolor doesn't come in!
"That's hard. With the hippocampus leather, the serpent's leather also plays water well. With the kid's back length, the mud will come deep down to his knees. If it's too long, it'll be hard to move."
"Right. Can you think of any good hands?"
"I don't have a choice. Leave it to me."
"Fuck you!
"So, how long is the finish going to take? Oh, man."
"Oh, that's right. I might get some time this time. We're running out of manpower."
"Too much persuasion, and finally my son ran away?
"No! It's up there in Bossaria."
If you ask me, I don't have the appearance of a silent eldest son with a jaw beard off.
"I'm sorry about that."
"Congratulations"
"Oh, if you'd like, you could even show him in the face when you go over there. He's unfathomable, so I'm worried he's doing well..."
Thor and his second son, who was working behind him, unwittingly blew into the words of the shopkeeper who shelved himself brilliantly.
Moo, who sees it, asks with an innocent face.
"What's up? Toe. Grandpa, did you say something funny?
"No, excuse me. Well, I asked you, old man."
"Well, give me a long neck and wait."
The next day, the slow down Tors headed back to the swamp two days later.
Next up is the "Burning Bearer" camp.