Dream Life - Life in the Other World of Dreams

On September 30th, the wheat harvest is also over, and tomorrow is the day of the harvest festival.

Nicholas' daughter Gene gave birth around 7pm when the music for the eve festival sounded slight.

The first birth meant we were all worried, but we gave birth to the girl safely.

And about the “Destiny Child” that I cared about, but I still didn't feel anything from Gene's child.

I didn't think I'd be born in this village. Because even if I was born near me at this time when I'm five, it's not realistic for me to take the lead and protect it.

Then you'll be born somewhere else, and you'll meet me at a stage where you can help me.

Gene's daughter is named Shelley and raised with my brother Theo and sister Selah, Mel's brother Lyle and Sharon's sister Eunice.

My grandfathers call me “Zach Cartel” about Me and Mel, Dan and Sharon, but will they also be called “Theo Quintet” or “Serra Quintet” in the future?

And the day of the harvest festival on October 1st.

The harvest festival is the best event in this village. That said, as much as the Bard of the Stream is coming, there is little that seems to be interesting.

Just like the Summer Solstice Festival on July 1st, the sound of the instruments played by the villagers exudes festivity.

Last year's harvest festival was bummed by the installation of distillers and magic training, so I didn't really enjoy it, but this year I was going to relax and enjoy the festival because my mothers' birth was over and the reform plan was somewhat successful.

Regarding the reform plan, however, the composting begun in restroom reform has apparently succeeded.

Apparently, this is because I don't know how much compost is being fertilized and I can't tell if it's working better.

Nicholas' field has become a test farm and is trying it out in several compartments, but we need to see if we can get the same results next year due to the amount of fertilization that went well.

All you have to do is worry about the parasites, germs, etc. that are in the excreta not being scattered with the compost. I can't look into this, and since the compost is getting pretty hot due to fermentation, I wouldn't call it total annihilation, but to some extent it would be. In the first place, if you think about safety, you can definitely use it as fertilizer for foods, cereals that put fire in, because it's considerably improved over the condition where excrement was left around the house - it was left in the grass around the house at first, and also near the water field at the worst.

I lack knowledge and tools. A hundred percent safe way is an impossible story for me as an amateur. Then you should think about lowering the risk more.

Whether it is the effect of compost or the occurrence of parasites, the result will not be achieved unless it is on a yearly basis. It seems to me that agriculture, which has no immediate consequences for me in engineering, is something that takes time.

Regarding agriculture, however, wheeled weights have been successfully deployed, and three units are currently in operation.

It seems to be improving the prototype and gradually becoming more user-friendly.

As for education, Liddy's patrol classes have worked well, little by little, but the adults are starting to show interest as well. Nicholas' wife Kate started classes for adults, but she has a lot of needs in her farming days and seems pretty busy.

And my primary interest is brewing, but distillation is well under way.

The number of barrels has also increased considerably and Scott's brewery warehouse has become considerably narrower.

If you thought it was time to build a reservoir, from my father,

"Build a reservoir of distilled liquor with proceeds from the sale of soap manufacturing methods. Think of it as Nicholas, because you're the only one who knows what kind of stuff to do."

It's a development that I never thought would happen to me, but that there must be something else as a priority for the village.

"The reservoir can be a little further. Because if the brewery is full, it's fine in the mansion. Shouldn't we use it for more urgent matters?

"That's what I thought, too, that Nicholas has nothing urgent to do now. Since distilled liquor will be a specialty of this village, I would say that its reservoir deserves to be invested ahead of time. And..."

Because my father cut the word trying to say something, he said, "Is there any other reason?," he asked.

"Oh, this is what Nicholas said, but you're the one who put the most effort into making distilled liquor. He said you'd be happy to do this."

I don't know what to say, I'm speechless.

"Well, think about the future and come up with a plan if you need anything"

So far, I can't think of anything I should be forced to make.

If I had a little more budget, I might spend money on building streets and opening forests in the east, but because of the small size of the budget, I can't do it.

So far all I can think of is an improvement to the mill.

This is also (...) more for me than for the village, just that I want to improve the quality of the bread that is the staple food.

And then there is the introduction of new cultivated crops, etc., but I am not going to hang the gold because this is also a personal reason.

I have a lot to think about, but today is the annual harvest festival so I decided to forget about work and enjoy it.

When I asked Liddy if she was going to the festival venue, she returned the answer, "Hmm, I'm still not good where there are a lot of people".

"Two girlfriends are waiting, so come on in. Instead, you'll be with me when you get back."

There was forgiveness for going out with Mel and the others.

Act with Mel, Sharon and Dan as usual.

The festival venue is in the heart of the village where the only liquor store is located.

This year's festival will also be served the "Scotch” made last year, and the villagers will get their hands on it with interest.

Exactly. Is the straightness too tight, or is it served by water splitting?

I asked him later about his reputation, but it wasn't as aromatic as Nicholas' first reaction. We need to think about a sales strategy.

By the way, as a result of Bertram's sending to Ars, king's capital of the Kaum kingdom, last December, he said the Dwarves were very popular with him, as he expected. They're talking about "buy it all out, don't hesitate to make it” from the Dwarves, and they're putting the distiller into full operation.

Exporting to the Kingdom of Kaum even in current production is likely to make a full profit, but how many minutes, there are many problems in terms of transport.

Ars is about 300 km from here. It takes about half a month in a wagon. Because of the high transport costs, the selling price becomes quite high.

Furthermore, there are many mountain roads within the Kaum kingdom, and the vibration of the carriage does not make a fool of itself. If you're transporting in pottery bottles, Italian Chianti wine - an old thing. There are more unwrapped objects these days - you need to wrap buffers made of straw or something like that, but you still have to be prepared for quite a few breakages.

I'm a Dwarf opponent who drinks like water, so I can sell barrels, but as far as I want to take the luxury route, I want to sell barrels as a last resort.

After all, I am wondering if it would be better to set up a sales office in a major town and bottle it there.

The festival venue is surrounded by a unique atmosphere of eating, drinking and making noise.

We also stroll through the venue, get a treat, and head to the slopes of Higashi Hill, which is pasture.

I hear music from the festival venue, but it doesn't feel noisy, and relaxing time flies by. The four of us have a treat while we talk about not having any other love, and where our hunger is filled, we head back to Kanga Hill.

On the way home, we were to make a stopover at Dan's suggestion.

We decided to head north around the hill to see the pond.

Originally wetlands were made by tributaries between Kanga Hill and Hill to the north flowing from the Arn River. In order to make the wetlands agricultural, they stopped the flow of the river, thus creating a pond about 100 m in diameter.

Although this is a pond, it is rarely used as an agricultural reservoir and is used as a source of water for waterways flowing between the hills.

The water in the waterway that flows south of Kanga Hill is sometimes close to the water source, making it quite clean and also a summer water play place.

It is forbidden to approach the pond itself by children alone, and we are not willing to go that far either.

He runs a grass boat through the water flowing from the exit of the pond and follows it back to Kanga Hill.

I was looking at the water and thinking about installing a bath in the mansion.

The mansion is at the top of the hill and domestic water relies on well water and heavenly water.

For this reason, there was not enough water to use for a bath and he hesitated to make a bath in the mansion.

I've always wondered if I could use this water, but I can't come up with a way to creep up the altitude difference of thirty meters to the mansion.

I would install a water wheel for water, pump it up with a pump that uses it as a power source, or use a windmill, but the amount of water used does not provide a steady force and the wind is too much.

(Thirty meters deep... A pump with a discharge pressure of ○ 3 MPa is the neck. Waterwheels and windmills are basically a low-speed power source... there's nothing you can't do, but it costs a lot...)

With that in mind, I arrived at the entrance to Kanga Hill.

(If the Mansion were around here, I wouldn't have to pump it up...... right! You don't have to make a bath in the mansion, you just have to make a bath at the foot of Kanga Hill. It's a little far, but if you think it's money and water, it's not so funny... you can make it a public bath. Fortunately, fuel coal is relatively abundant, and there is plenty of water. Boilers and tubs, if you have a simple building......)

I decided to make a bath on the south side of Kanga Hill.

(As boilers and buildings have no choice, let's make the tub with my earthly attribute magic. The level of soil attributes rises slowly, and it will be an exercise in digging tunnels for Scotch's reservoir......)

In addition to attacking magic such as flying stone debris, soil attribute magic can also be used for many other attacks, such as building dirt walls, digging holes, and turning soil into stone.

In fact, I've heard that the walls of a large city have something made of magic. However, nowadays the number of magicians of earthly attributes is small, and it seems rare to use magic for large-scale civil works.

It's my earthly attribute level, but sometimes Liddy can't use it, and it doesn't go up well.

Sometimes it's better to grow attributes that you're good at, and one of the reasons why you didn't use them very aggressively, is that I think you should raise the level of soil attributes in order to build a reservoir of distilled liquor in the basement of Kuanga Hill in the future.

When I got back to the mansion, I quickly started writing bath drawings.

(I want to make it big enough for my family, so let's make it a big tub for seven or eight people to put in. No, for one thing, you might want to make it available for the vigilante's training trip home... so that the boiler can also connect directly to a large tank made of rock, so that it can be sent to the wash area and tub... the building can also be a half-open ceremony with just a roof on it, and the cost can be reduced. Blindfolding should be a hedge......)

Create a simple plan, and the next day, go explain it to my father.

Explain the purpose, approximate cost, etc. of installing the bath.

My father doesn't seem so attracted to something called a bath, he doesn't look very good considering the cost and hassle.

"... for one thing, I don't understand the need for a bath. The tub is a luxury that can only be found in grand aristocratic mansions like the Royal Palace or the Duke's. We don't deserve anything at home."

I propose to make a smaller open-air bath in order to make people aware of the appeal of the bath.

"I'm going to make a simple bath to give Father a try. Permission to build a tub on the south side of Kanga Hill, please."

"I don't mind that, but your explanation says there's a cauldron, right? What are we gonna do?

"Put the baked stone in water and bring to a boil. The water gets a little dirty, but it doesn't interfere with the mood."

From that day on, my magic training will combine bath making.

First, mow the area where the grass is growing with a whirlwind blade.

Then, make it into a stone that is magically blocked with earthly attributes, and pile it up.

I can't build up a very large stone with the power of a five-year-old, but because Liddy can help me, I create something about the size of a brick and have it piled up.

Add more soil to the contiguous eye and petrify it to create stone walls. Put it up on four sides and turn the soil on the bottom into stone as well to complete the tub.

Now we can have a tub of 2m x 1m and 50cm deep.

Further, magically dig the waterway for drawing water from the waterway and install the borrowed belt ram pump.

And, I wrote briefly, it takes twenty days to do all this work.

I only have about one hundred and thirty Magic Holdings (MP) and I can't use the Magic “Stone Generation (Stone Creation)" that makes stones in a row. Not so much MP consumption per capita, but if you still make about fifty block-shaped stones, the MP is going to bottom-up.

This block was thickened to the part of the wall that would be able to withstand the water pressure, so nearly seven hundred pieces were needed, and it took about fifteen days just to make it.

As for magic, the way magic is consumed is different for things like this one that sustain themselves permanently and produce phenomena like wind blades and fireballs.

The magic of turning soil into stone or generating water has a large MP consumption when activated. Meanwhile, the magic of putting out fire or producing wind doesn't consume that much MP when activated, but keeps consuming MP to continue the phenomenon.

This time, the stone-generating magic imagined concrete, so it seems that stones can be made easily. Still, MP consumption doesn't make me stupid.

As for concrete, but since there is lime, I made cement with it, and at first I thought about using it to make a bath. But given the hassle of carrying sand and lime, I reconsidered that it would be quicker to build stones with magic training.

The pump was also installed and the bath was finally completed.

The next day, I use my nap time to start preparing for the bath.

Use the pump, strain the water in the tub, set a flame on the side in the meantime, and burn the stone.

At the end of straining the water, add the well cooked stone using the fire bass borrowed on the belt ram.

Making the sound of juice, the water turns into water, but the water that was still clear clouds white, and furthermore ash floats by the way, not looking good.

Clean the ashes on the surface when the hot water is properly warmed.

Two hours after I started straining the water. I could finally boil the bath.

(It's pretty hard to pump up water, and it took a good amount of time in this size tub. Maybe you should use cement to bathe ten or so people......)

Go get my father and show him the bath.

My father says, "You just have to dip in this," and starts taking off his clothes.

Under the clear blue skies of late October, my barebacked father sinks himself into the tub.

My father exhales "Phew," and meditates his eyes.

"Father, what do you say? It must feel good."

When I say that, I just say, "Right," and I raise my arms and stretch.

"It does feel good, but still, given the hassle, I wonder if I need to make it"

My father has not yet woken up to the charm of the bath.

But up to this point, it was exactly what I expected. That's why I had a secret plan.

My father, who was soaked in enough water, rises out of the bath.

And when my father is wiping his body, "Drink this and see," he offers a magically chilled beer.

My father was thirsty, too, and when he received it, he incited it all at once.

Drinking up as much beer as a big jock at once exhales like a puffer.

I was aware that my father's expression was changing.

"How about it, Father? Where I was, they said," Beer in the bath, "and they said," There's no better way to drink than this. "

My father doesn't seem to drink enough yet.

"That sure is good. And I feel tired. Is this the effect of the bath?

I feel tired because of the beer, I think, but I snorted silently,

"The bath has the effect of better blood circulation. Slowly immersed in the right amount of hot water can help you recover from fatigue and prevent illness."

After much thought, my father

"Allow bath installation. Think of something that the vigilantes and villagers can use. The funding is five thousand C (krona) (= five million yen). You can use Nicholas and Enos."

I guess it's because of the proceeds from the sale of the soap-making method, but my father seemed to get on with my “Operation Beer in the Bath” all at once.

Though my father thinks it's simple, I may not be able to tell you about people because I also thought I couldn't stop drinking my first bathing beer.

Actually, I was coming up with a fire attribute (...) magic cooling (cooling) for this operation.

Yes, the magic of cooling is not “water attribute”, but “fire attribute”.

At first I tried to make ice with the magic of making ice needles, "Isicle Needle” to cool it quickly, but first I tried to see if I could chill the beer itself directly.

At first, I tried a common method in the novel, a method of suppressing molecular motion, but I couldn't imagine suppressing the motion of a number of molecules.

The next thing I know, I've been thinking about the magic of freezing liquids, but I've been thinking about it as a physical phenomenon, and I can't grasp a good image. I tried freezing the water by imagining the image of moisture freezing in the air, the microvelocity shooting footage that could do snow crystals. I can do ice, but when I try it with beer, it doesn't look good because it feels partially frozen.

There was also a method of making ice as a last resort, adding that ice in a tatter and soaking every jock, but I wanted to knit a quick, even wooden jock, way to cool it to the right temperature.

Therefore, we decided to take heat away from the liquid by imagining the perche effect - the thermoelectric effect that produces heat absorption and dissipation at the junction point by multiplying the voltages between the heterogeneous metals. Because fire attributes are attributes related to heat, I thought it might be possible to move heat as well.

Imagine a heat absorption source in the beer and a heat dissipation source outside the beer. By flowing the power of the Spirit there, a pseudoperche effect is created. The result was that if the magic was perfect and well adjusted, in about five seconds, the beer, which was room temperature, could be cooled to a crisp.

The actual Perce refrigerator should have been inefficient, but is this magic formula efficient, it can cool quickly, and uses considerably less magic. Most importantly, it's magic that is treasured a lot because it doesn't look watery. I'm wondering if this magic can be applied to heating, cooling and bathing if it can be used as a magic prop.

After the magic of cooling had succeeded, he laughed bitterly, "I will spare no effort to drink well while I drink," but my father, who tasted it with beer, began to ask for it every time he drank.

I'm still chilling Liddy's wine, thinking, "I can make ice and I can cool it, so don't go bartender in the city."