Fairy Tale Chronicles

"... I think I'm starting to get a lot of straight stitches"

"I feel like I can sew straight, not"

Two days after the start of armor making. I had just sewn up a few stitches that I no longer knew how many I had sewn, and Spring Vegetables and Mio were talking about that when I saw how well the armor was on hand.

"If you've gained proficiency, is it something that goes up so fast?

"Normally it doesn't go up. It took me a long time."

Mio answers honestly to spring vegetables asking questions while working on new armor. Perhaps the benefits of the apprenticeship system and others are growing faster, but they are not as dramatically affecting the growth of skills entering intermediate.

The growth in the skill of spring vegetables is at such a slow pace that it is not necessary to talk about such a tiny matter.

"And I'm not too tired of working on it, is there something?

"If you work with good tools in a proper workshop, the consumption of magic and stamina will be lighter. But that also makes consumption 20% and 30% lighter."

"I see. You're not on that level either, so maybe there's a reason around it."

"Well, it's possible."

Mio agrees with Spring Vegetable. At the time of the game, there was no such thing as a growth-enhancing feature in the workshop, but this world is not like the game. There are as many similar elements as there are, but there are more where there are significant differences.

As a matter of fact, Ursus' workshop is now the temple and sanctuary of the Horn, with its repercussions due to its escort without his knowledge either. No one is aware of this, but the rapid growth of spring vegetables is due to the fact that the workshop has become a sanctuary. It is the effect of Hiroshi becoming a god, albeit tentatively, but no one has noticed with the Japanese since then because they have had less opportunity to work in workshops other than cooking.

In the first place, there are no specifications for players to gain divinity and become gods in the game, nor should there naturally be specifications related to the backbone of the game such as speeding up the growth of skills. There are exceptions such as the apprenticeship system and training centers, but that is also limited in effect and not as influential as the differences in growth rates can be felt with skills entering intermediate.

Furthermore, no one has noticed this again, but Urs' workshop has gained the ability to greatly enhance the resilience of the human being inside since the time when Solomycen was rooted. Its function is further enhanced around planting the world tree, and spiritually, physically and magically, it is no longer so depleted as long as it does not get its hands on extravagant tasks.

Most importantly, not everyone can benefit from this if they train in this workshop. Regardless of improving resilience, the benefits of promoting growth only work for what Hiroshi has recognized as an apprentice, body, or employee. That also varies greatly depending on the length of the training history and the distance from the macro, so the impact is completely different from that of the Spring Vegetables, Mio and Nola, and then the Gino and New America teams.

Don't get me wrong, the function of this hand in the workshop came after the Horn created the Gods' Supper and tentatively raised its own character to God. It's all due to our qualities and efforts that Lime is growing strangely fast and that the fams are gaining strength as fast as they can count from above, even in Ursus. There is nothing more than education as a master of grace from the Horn.

"Well, whatever the reason, it's good to have your arms up, and let's keep up the good work"

"Mm-hmm. If I keep working on it, I think Spring Sister will soon be able to work on scaling it up"

"I hope so."

Two people working faster and faster with that conversation. It has now reached an incredible working speed of around two minutes from cutting to completion of the basement and about a minute and a half until the stitching of the scales is finished.

That's not far from the enhanced medal production capacity of the Temple of Alfemina, but in three days' time the numbers are likely to be complete enough for troops of that size in the regular army.

"That's right, what about the master?

"I'm doing something in the True Fire Furnace building right now. He said he's going to be here all day. Maybe it's a task to build the core of God's castle..."

"I see."

Mio listens to the trend of the macro from the spring vegetables and puts the needle once convinced. I'm not physically tired, but I just feel like I'm about to take a breath.

It should be noted that Mio did not know the trend of the Hong because there was no Hong for breakfast. The reason Spring Vegetables knows is simply because at the time they finished cleaning up their breakfast, Hongkong had appeared and had been declared to be coming to the True Fire Furnace Building.

"It looks like it's time to skin it."

"Oh, yeah."

Mio takes his seat and glances at the rest of the ingredients as he stretches. Check ingredients on it and nod small spring vegetables.

"Besides, I need to think about lunch in a little while."

"A bowl of dragons?

"If that's all right, I'll make it a bowl of dragons, though?

"No problem."

Lunch, the name of the dish that came out reflexively rushing my mouth with the word, a bowl of dragons. Probably due to the fact that I've been processing dragon ingredients so far, but as an ingredient, there is something plainly more like it now.

"With that said, you've hardly ever cooked dragon meat except roasted a whole tail."

"Mm-hmm. There was a glass of meat I had to eat as a priority like jizz or something"

"Normally, a bowl of dragons or dragon steak is a good point to reach for cooking, right?

"When the dragon has a rank, the story changes"

Spring vegetables and Mio wasted sloppily on a topic that somehow didn't matter because it became an air of rest as it was. I'm just getting a little tired of it because I've been stuffing my roots for three days and making exactly the same thing.

No matter how rewarding, I can't help but get bored if I keep doing the same work all the time. Around here, the world tree and Solomycen can be said to show a faint ability to restore mental fatigue.

"In the meantime, I'm gonna skin it"

"Well, I'll experiment with a little bit of Lesser Dragon meat,"

Once interrupted, to return to the same task again, it's something that needs to be put back in a lot of mood. In the end, both of them were temporarily moving on to another task with their mood swings.

"... Well, it's the first time I've ever made a big deal out of Shinto Steel, so I'm in the mood."

At the same time. Hoang, who had collected various materials from all over, had tightened his expression in front of a true fire furnace.

What Hiroshi is about to make now is a vessel that delivers the core of God's castle, the Mori Lo crystal at its center. It does not inhibit the transmission of energy and controls it without rampant emission of energy, on which it has just the strength not to break.

The only material that meets its properties is a special alloy mixed with various additives in the divine steel. In order to make that alloy, the difficulty and importance of it are extrapolated, as much as the Macro is purifying himself precisely before he bothers to start working on it.

Firstly, mix the bone marrow of the three great warcraft of God's ingredients with the hair loss separated from the guardian of Hirohiko and the Great Spirit Peak, the thread deliberately spit out by Ra the potato worm, and perform a slightly special ritual. Where the rituals have made the reciprocal materials familiar and gel-shaped, and fixed their properties as important additives in this one, they enlarge the fire of the true fire furnace and put in the firewood of the world tree, which has been divided again in the divine area of the Great Spirit Peak.

For the record, this material was collected yesterday after leaving the Temple of Alfemina when we went to the Great Spirit Cave. To make the core of the castle of God, there were not enough ingredients in subtle quantities.

As a matter of fact, the true fire furnace uses God's spark, so there is no need to use any fuel to start the fire. To be more precise, there has never been a spark in a true fire furnace since the first fire was put in.

Yet the fact that firewood was deliberately put in is a good indication of the need to burn the world tree this time.

"... the spark is doing well. The quantity of ore is sufficient. No problems with additives. And then, if I don't screw up, the first step is done."

That's right, take one deep breath and throw the Divine Iron Ore into the True Fire Furnace. From there, the reaction is observed with serious eyes, with the addition of powders and liquids made from various plants that can only be taken in the Great Spirit Cave, which must be put in when purifying the Divine Iron and the Divine Steel.

Hundreds of times by the time of the game, no, at least a thousand times the work I've done. Tens of thousands if you say by the number of ingots, no, even with that skilled move that has made about another digit higher if you do poorly, a subtle task that could fail if you make one wrong step every time.

Capture that minimal change and add the gel-shaped additives you just made. Infuse massive amounts of magic into molten iron that adds a touch of radiance to promote change.

Along the way, magic abruptly rebels and is pushed back. I didn't overflow and stop coming in. Obviously they're willing to reject it and try to hold it back. To that stubborn reaction, but the macro does not flinch or deceive in any way, carefully exploring the wavelength that the opponent seems to accept.

The first gateway when refining Divine Iron or Divine Steel. That's this magic rebellion. Regardless of the amount used for Lime costumes and new tools of the Macro, this time it is purifying hundreds of kilos at once. Moreover, various special additives are used to make it the core of the castle of God, and the properties are much more awkward than they normally purify. For this reason, its repulsive power is also strong, and if you make a mistake, you can lose your life with the magic that has been pushed back.

An hour of patient continuation of such a dangerous battle. Finally, it preaches molten iron and moves it into a new reaction.

Therefore, the second gate of this refinement work stands. Now he started hitting and changing and sucking up enough magic to mummy the average person in an instant. No, it's not just magic. Life force is sucked up at the same time.

Originally, the refinement of Divine Iron and Divine Steel is a major task of risk, sometimes dying normally along the way if they do not possess sufficient vitality and magic. Unlike other metals, which are only about as damaging as working in a hot room for a long time at best, Divine Iron can suck up its vitality with refined work itself. I guess I have to bet one or two of my lives because I create and process things that are named after God.

Most importantly, this time there is an overwhelming amount to be taken compared to when the Macro made the same amount in the past.

"Still sweet......!

Bark loudly and twist down the molten iron as you see that you are about to throw up blood reflexes. Plainly, I've suffered the most damage since I was flown into this world, but I can't afford to care about that at all.

Furthermore, the more work progresses, the higher and higher the macro itself is, but I am not aware of it at all.

Stubborn, anti-bone spirit-rich Shinko. I just managed to break through the first phase of making that a practical product, and the Macro sighs one while watching the reaction go on.

"This one's tough. After all, games are all about games..."

Uncomparably tough work when you learn skills in a game. Unexpectedly a heckling bug appears in its excess ferocity.

Making things is fun. It doesn't bother me at all as much as the task is a little tedious. But the task that just feels like a life-threatening one is, honestly, no thank-you.

"This time, you should have a potion..."

Other members will die three times, and a few times will consume so much that they are depleted of their magic that they have passed out of stamina that they will rarely use potions. Macros will also take three primary potions without straying. When I gave it to the kings, I was told to leave some as insurance, and what I had set aside was a useful form.

"Something tells me that when I'm pushed just like this, I really doubt that Master Alfemina or anything is human enough to say..."

Still blurry and ambitious, while unconsciously gathering energy through the gas collection method and restoring the various resources drained through the gas practice method.

As a matter of fact, just because we can withstand this task in the first place, it's nothing but fraud that we already call human beings, but we don't know that by a magnificent man who doesn't know how much the so-called God is.

Without knowing, continue the task of being pushed to the point of extinction if the weak God.

"It hurts again..."

Pull a chunk of divine steel down to just about the right temperature for forging out of the furnace and subdivide it into several pieces before entering what can be termed a production in a sense.

However divine steel is, the forging work itself is very much the same as other metals. Impact to drive out impurities, align ingredients, align composition, and create even more cluttered shapes. At that time, it is not particularly necessary to carry out verbal attacks like Hihirokane.

But it doesn't mean that Shinto Steel is a very important metal just because it doesn't need verbal aggression. Instead, we have to speak with strength and skill, without words or anything.

Firstly, a blow. Shake the hammer down with all your body and spirit where you need to be the first to tap it, both shaped and composed. Impact is reflected by more power than knocked in. Ignore it and take another blow. Shock to the left foot for some reason. I fix my expression with desperation, even as I'm about to move my expression for a moment to such a power that I think I'll be broken my leg.

In the game Fairy Tail Chronicle, the biggest reason for players to succumb to Shinko after breaking through Hihirokane's mental attacks. That is this counterattack.

Pain caused by combat and other issues of regulation is greatly restricted, Faircloth, but only a small portion of the content may experience pain beyond regulation. Most of them are unproductive, but at best they drove their fingers mad at carpentry work, they cut their fingers off as mistakes when cooking, and most of them are usually avoidable if they are careful, inevitable if they are cautious, and very few feel pain beyond regulations.

The most painful part of this is the counterattack from this divine steel. The pain is so much so that I can only assume it's on a nonfrenetic pretense that many blacksmiths have succumbed to their knees without withstanding the pain.

For once, I feel less and less painful with skill correction from around making the product a few times, but those few times are tough anyway. As a result, only a small number of players were trained in advanced blacksmiths up to the upper limit.

Because of this, the first successful processing of Shinto steel by Hiroshi took place after the example incident. At the time, there was sometimes mental strange instability in the course of treatment, in which he had no consciousness at all, but rather was trying to be convinced that he was living, that he was becoming decent, by feeling pain. Perhaps otherwise, no matter how bullied and accustomed to the price and pain, the minute might be bad when it is said that the basic heckle's macro was overcome only by inertia.

Most importantly, for hectic but unexpected reasons, there is no denying the possibility of leaving it to inertia to get over it is the troublesome thing about a man named Donghong.

"... Now, the end!!

Fight the severe pain for an hour or so and somehow finish tapping on the first part. It only hurts and hasn't taken any damage, but I honestly don't want to do it more than once.

Besides, there are signs of no pity at all this time, and it's tough to have to look fine no matter how painful it is. Normal Shinto steel is the strength inside, because no matter how painfully I let my face fall, my face collapsed with tears, as long as I finished beating it to the end.

"This with one trinket? Seriously, I'm being considerate..."

Far into the excess harshness, take a deep breath and change your mind. Lick the divine salt, rehydrate it, and re-tune it with the gas collection and practice method to move on to the next part.

Keep it that way for about three hours, keep forging even without taking a meal, and take another deep breath when you've finished tapping all the small parts. Wear as much water as you want from your head to cool off the sweaty heat all over your body.

"Well, the biggest difficulty or. One battle and go!

Wipe your head thoroughly with a bath towel and face the hammer again with a chunk of divine steel in your hand.

To be honest, I don't like working any more. If I can throw it, I want to throw it away. But it's too wasteful to do this far and get away with it at the end.

More than that, there is a reason why Rayot has already been asked to do pioneering work. I honestly want to ask you to spare me all kinds of people from snoring at me till later for that. Perhaps every spring vegetable will completely cover the macro, but rather it is visible that it makes it even more uncomfortable because of it.

Either way, if it's hell, it's still better to do it in one go. For such a pitiful or hectic reason, Hiroshi decided to face a mass of Shinko steel.

"Hmm!!

Shake down the first blow with your temper voice so you don't get scared. Impact on Mizo. I can do something with my guts that I'm about to catch my breath for a second. Pale next blow to avoid showing weakness. Heavy counterattack around the lever.

Even then, if one heavy blow after another aimed at the steeple comes flying as a counterattack, it will test the guts of the macro. I was just ready to go blind when a shock so bad that my skull was about to be crushed went into my eyeballs, but the flesh of the macro, which was further worked out in this task, managed to hold back the damage by just glancing large.

Continuing the battle for three hours with a hunk of divine steel that comes to break my heart with that hand, I finally hit the last blow in. The moment I try to wave that blow down, something zombie runs on my spine. Follow that intuition, no, activate extra skills reflexively without even having the awareness that you followed your intuition.

"Immortality!!

The moment a defensive move is activated that is still impossible to activate for a long time, the last blow hits Shinko. Counter Strike from Shinko Steel. An unintentionally stomping macro. The hammer pattern is crushed, the work clothes I was wearing are blown half way up, and where my legs are heavily engulfed in the ground, I manage to escape all the shocks.

Even though he said he used rigid immortality, his body is not safe. The joints on the right shoulder are detached, the wrists and elbows have cracks, and the ankles on both feet are sprained and swollen as they are stepped on. There was also a lot of damage to the knees, hip, hips, etc., and it was a miracle that not a single place had led to a complete fracture.

It's hard to tell by the looks of it that's it, but if you put the body of a macro in a nutshell, it would be full of creativity.

A statement once made by Zhenqin that there must be an opponent who needs the defense of a macro. That is the brilliantly centered form. However, it was unexpected that just about anything was produced, and that was also processed by Hiroshi in the game era, and that Shinto steel, once processed in this world for Lime's birthday gift, would come to its position.

"Hong-kun!?

"Master!?

"Dear Hiroshi!!

"Obviously there was a loud noise!!

"Hey Macro, are you okay?!?

It sounded so loud that I could hear it all the way outside the True Fire Furnace building that the Hon would only be flashly damaged. Spring vegetables and Mio go first, Aeris follows, and finally Tatsuya and Makoto jump in with the fams. Ginos, apprentices, wait in the workshop.

At that time, he falls into the front row and manages to just kneel down. Spring vegetables in love women who manage to stay where they are, trying to run over to their sides unexpectedly to see how an obviously undesirable macro looks. On its behalf, Tatsuya approaches beside Hiroshi.

"It's been so long since the Tower Golem, but seriously, what happened?

"Hey silly... I saw you make the core of God's castle..."

"... so much?

"Even though it is merely a forge of parts or all the time..., this body in the frying phrase used in the immortality of the Kamikaze in the Kamikaze counterattack..."

Turning a blind eye to Hiroshi's answer, Tatsuya hugs him to heal the healing magic and goddess.

"Really, it hurts and I'm tired and dying, and honestly don't do it again..."

The fam and the staff are complaining in a blurry manner due to tiredness. If it's ever been a category of making things, I'd say that a macro who didn't leak dissatisfaction with any tough content per se doesn't want to do it again. Only then did I understand how spectacular the task was.

Without looking at the sisters like that, Lime, holding Hirohiko, walks over to the place and to the macro and peeks into his face worried.

"Parents, does it hurt...?

"Cuckoo...?

"Thanks to my brother, it's much easier to hurt... It's just... it's so lame..."

"When it gets rough, it gets easier if you rub your stomach or your back. Lime, I'll rub you."

"Cuh!"

Seeing a macro that also speaks out, Lime tenders the macro's abs with his little hand. Doing so a little tickling, the macro pulls power out of his whole body to make him like Lime. In the meantime as well, the body continues to heal wounds with tremendous momentum, transform itself, and fill with magic and stamina, but its glaring changes have not been noticed by anyone, including the Macro himself.

"In the meantime, we'll talk more about it later. Once you've done the magic of human cleansing, you can take it to your room."

"Shit..., please..."

That's all I'm saying, an ambition to let go of consciousness. If you are willing, you can still stay awake, but it is not a bad environment if you skip consciousness unless there is a separate emergency. I decided to leave it to fatigue and honestly sleep one night because I haven't done any particular kind of work that the Macro has to wake up and refrain from.

"... when this is the case, we can't do anything after all..."

"Right..."

"I wish there was some good way I could make allowance or something without burdening you, but you can't really come up with it..."

"It's okay to touch the master for a long time, only during battle and in an emergency..."

"So it's a little different for us to get over some more feminism so that we can make allowance or something, in fact..."

A bunch of women blurring into sighs as they drop off Tatsuya, who walked away carrying a macro, and took the cleaning tools in their hands. Considering the cause and the initial condition that came here, the current state of the macro has improved so much that it can be called a miracle. Though untouched about some of the underlying traumas, the phobia of this hand is the kind that we will treat carefully over time.

With regard to that, a few things have stopped me from flying consciousness but I have also stopped being frightened, so the macro is trying too hard enough. Even if the best was the full healing of the Horn, it is not fair to force any more effort and strides on the Horn alone.

Therefore, I think a lot to lighten the burden of the macro, but I can hardly think of a guy that this is another good way to do it. Still, the improvement of the Macro himself has been significant lately, usually enough to treat the wound at close range, but if it is extremely depleted physically and mentally like this one, it is not even known if it is okay to come close.

Even healthy people usually don't care when they're tired. They touch and squander in vain. It is all the more important to note that you are a man with a mine as clear as a macro. In addition, it raises hurdles in thinking about ways to take care while lightening the burden.

Spring vegetables contribute too much if they simply lighten the daily burden. Perhaps if she hadn't worked so hard, there would have been no improvement so far. No one would say that Spring Vegetable's efforts were insufficient, etc., because it was only at a time when I was swept away by emotions that I was properly distancing myself by suppressing my natural desires as a maiden in love.

Still, when the various highs fall, there is a reality that the only way to deal with them is to throw them round to Tatsuya, and they are really depressed by the fact that nothing can be done.

"… it will probably be difficult without any further cuts, and I think we should leave things like waking up and carrying the body to Master Tatsuya and think about how we can tell the condition of the wound even if we distance ourselves"

Make a suggestion that Aeris would be the most realistic as he sweeps away the rubble after True Harp has removed it. This kind of thing is the right material. Originally, it is not a praiseworthy act to stick to the near-age opposite sex, no matter how much you are nursing. There are also health and arm problems, so all you have to do is swing to Tatsuya regardless of your phobia of women.

"Nora thinks it's enough to clean it up instead of her parents."

"If I was a parent, I'd be more than happy to work as soon as it's healed up," he said.

Everyone on the spot is strangely convinced of Therese's feelings about Nora's opinion.

"Hey, where do I keep this?

"Exactly what's around there, shouldn't you touch it poorly? I mean, I've been working on it just now, so it might be hot enough not to touch it with my bare hands."

"Okay, leave it like this!

Fam returns the safest answer to Lyme's question, which was silently being cleaned up, in addition to the elders' argument. As for the parts I was just making, I don't know what happens when other than the worker touches them poorly.

"How do you fill this hole after that?"

"Soil cracks, you're eating up to the ground."

Makoto and Spring Vegetables begin the discussion with a clear end to the removal of debris and others and a frown on the last remaining difficulty. This is just how difficult it is to work on a forge.

"Mio, don't you know any good ways?

"... the underlying crack is just shallow in the surface, so I think it would be fine if it was lightly cemented. Perhaps the earthen hole should be filled with dirt for now with first aid and fully redone after all the master's work"

Mio who sees the earth in a rather complicated and strange way and proposes to put it behind him for now. It is unclear what kind of work Hiroshi will do after this, but after this earthwork is properly repaired, the work will definitely be considerably delayed.

"In the meantime, it looks like we've done a lot of cleaning up, and I'll be back."

"Yeah. Thanks, Elle"

"No, I just want to hear more about you, so I hope you'll let me know when Master Hiroshi wakes up"

"Copy that. I'll have Octogall contact you."

"Please"

That said, Aeris returns to the temple with metastatic magic. With admiration for its vividness, we decided to get back to work.

"Time to take a break!

"Aye."

Construction site in Marriage North. Work was currently well under way on the road connecting the planned exploration site in the Justia Plains with the temporary harbour.

Approximately thirty kilometres from the port to the destination to be explored. Current personnel will probably be able to get there in about two days. We plan to wait for materials and follow-on personnel while we make some progress from there.

"Still, it's cold around here..."

"That would be cold compared to Dar. Still better off around here, huh?

"Yes, yes. My hometown's already starting to snow, huh?

"No, were you from Glist? It's hard to go beyond twenty degrees in the summer..."

Worker from Dar, who sweats dry and rubs his rapidly cold body and trembles. Farlane workers thrive on their hometown stories in the burning fire as they look at him like that. The soldiers of the escort who took turns there mix. A circle of people like this was made here and there.

Even if you say Farlane in a bite, it's a long, big country to the north and south with almost tropical regions to the south, close to the poles. Naturally, there are also people from various regions who are seconded civil workers, and there is so much variety in the climate and terrain that it seems unlike the same country to be talking about.

And a point thirty kilometers north of Marriage, the current location. This is over 300 km north from Urus, but not so different from Urus in terms of climate. The average temperature drops from two to three degrees in the north, but the minimum and maximum temperatures are not that different. Although winter precipitation is low compared to Ursus and Marge, and average temperatures are slightly lower throughout the year, average winter temperatures can be warmer than Ursus, resulting in areas with little snow.

But even though it hardly snows, winter is winter. Nor is it a climate where you can spend time without heating or cold protection. Currently, due to the period of winter's entrance, the morning and evening have finally begun to reach a kettle of temperatures, but for Dar humans, many areas rarely fall below ten degrees even in winter, there may be no choice but to feel so cold as to tremble.

"Still, is it true that this whole neighborhood is going to be submerged?

"True. Well, it's pretty close to the ocean around here, so if you say it's going to submerge, it's like your ankle at best."

"'Cause that's fine. I mean, around here, what does that mean, going to pioneer things?

"Was that around, like, to the knee? A little further east, well, about thirty kilometers east, the whole land is slightly shrouded, and it comes from the waist to the chest."

"Uh-huh. That's a pain in the ass..."

"Oh. So if we're going to put a non-submerged road around there, we need to think about a water escape and design it, or it could trigger a catastrophe"

Some fed up look on the faces of other workers in the words of workers from this area. The roads we've built so far are also built to float dozens of centimeters of road for a few carriages. If they hear which one gets higher and higher after this, one or two disgusting faces will be natural.

"Damn, if we're going to flood this place, I want it in that water dar..."

"That's a serious nonsense."

"I mean, can't you just cover up the river embankment and not flood it?

"It's not good because some fish and birds can only be caught during flooding times, and because the soil is being replaced, the land is rich."

"Well, that's hard."

To the words of the locals, other workers roaring small. Nature is well made, and in areas that submerge every year, like this land, ecosystems are built that assume it. If you imitate it in a way that breaks it down in a detour, it's not much of a deal.

Therefore, Farlane's plans for exploration are not in the direction of not causing a flood, either, but of protecting the roads and cities from the flooded rivers. The failure to bring the pioneering location to the side of the Great River, convenient for logistics, was also due to the fact that the land along the river floods to the point of the ankle whenever it rains irrespective of the season in a range of about a few kilometres wide, so it was decided that it was not very possible to do the pioneering work properly.

"Well, there's a pretty nasty problem with any land when I say I'm going to pioneer it. Besides, if no one's ever lived here before, there's a hard problem."

"Must be."

The workers stand up after a break, laughing and nodding at the words of the worker, who is also the squad leader and civil engineer. About two hours until the sun goes down. It is another stepping stone to make the ensuing dinner delicious.

This pioneering work has been blessed in many respects by the fact that the countries participating in the Azma Alliance are taking it seriously. A particular blessing would be the dispatch of a decent cook.

The cooks do not have any hands on the pioneering work itself, but during the day they dismantle what can be eaten out of the monsters that the soldiers of the escort have planted and serve them with authentic outdoor cookware that they are holding for lunch and dinner. Exploitation of such favourable conditions is rare.

Whatever you do, whether or not the rice is delicious involves a lot of morale. It may be trivial for you, but I also have a glimpse of the authenticity of the Azma Alliance here.

"You've worked well today."

"It's been a long time since the guys from Dar did their best."

"I wonder what's for dinner today?

"I've been dismantling things, so I guess there 'll be another delicious one"

"The Dar people will be amazed."

At sundown, the workers who cut the work walked to the cook. Workers who uncover unrecognizable people at their destination and look unexpectedly suspicious.

There was a man who could tell he was still a young, obviously noble person. Its sharpness of vision is undoubtedly already involved in the work involving the state. Someone like that is talking to the site director.

It would also be natural for the workers to look strange.

"Chief, it looks like today's work is done. May I say hello?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll explain now..."

"You don't have to panic about anything, but don't be too transgressive. When they get anxious, they get in the way of pioneering work"

"Yes, I'll be careful"

A noble figure tells the chief that when he sees an obvious worker back. If you look closely, you can see that you are not so old as yet an adult. But everything I see has the same style as I think it is.

On-site director embarrassed and obviously frightened by such a person. It is a very disturbing sight.

"Thank you for your hard work today! His Royal Highness Prince Rayot of Farlane has come to visit. Don't worry, I'm not talking about punishing someone or anything like that. Your Highness is not so loud about attitude and language, but that's not why you're allowed to do anything. Don't be rude!

"Chief, isn't that as intimidating as it sounds?

"Also, sorry!

"No, I don't care if it gets that far..."

On the extended line of dating a macro, Rayot also has many contacts with ordinary people. Therefore, I know perfectly well what the title of Prince Wang of Farlane will say about the power, but when it may be as flashy as this one, there is a lot of difficulty in dealing with it.

The workers who are nervous and slightly intimate about Layot showing such a blatantly troubled look. Pretty tricky if you did it for me, but I'm usually totally vegan about this one anyway.

"Pioneering work, hard work. That's Rayot we're talking about right now. I heard that material and backup from Dar had arrived and came to see if there was anything wrong. Temperature and weather don't matter, but tell me anything else. deal with it whenever possible."

To Rayot's words, the stirring increases among the workers. I don't know what to say, but the names are only clear, such as the personnel seconded by each country this time, and their identities and positions are close to the bottom. Normally, people like Rayot can't be concerned, and they basically can't complain about being used and abandoned.

For workers who are accustomed to treating people like they don't even think of them as people, they don't think about dissatisfaction at a time when a decent meal comes out and they are given some solid tents and bedding, and they get paid as well as time off.

"That was a much faster arrival than the queen had heard..."

"We have heard that this voyage was somewhat calm in the ocean and, moreover, easy to catch the tide. The wind has always been good, and the sailors who have carried us have said that this is the first time in their lives that a good voyage has ever taken place."

"I see. I guess that happens because sailing can vary a lot depending on the weather and sea conditions"

One of the Dars answers Leiot's question. I'm convinced to hear that answer and move on to the next purpose, Rayot.

As a matter of fact, the favorable conditions for this one involve a raffia. Deciding that she had not been able to redeem her witch for her crude nature, she decided to carry all the ships involved in this pioneering task under the highest conditions until the pioneering was over.

The other gods have also acquiesced because it is an overruled act, but a convenient development for everyone but the Evil Gods. It's only a secret that we weigh ourselves because if we put on any more raffia, we'll be able to scratch our own tibia.

"Well, I don't think there's any art to just inspecting. Whispering, but I'm bringing a plug. Have it for dinner."

That's what Rayot left the cook with, roasted giant bird Argentavis momomo meat. As an ingredient, just halfway between Hellhound and Wyburn, the royal palace cooks are just the right rank of bird meat to brush their arms.

Afterwards, he talks a lot with the workers while eating, and somehow skilfully talks to them to find inconveniences that we didn't even realize, and then gets along quite well, then walks away with metamagic.

"... I didn't expect to have the opportunity to speak directly with His Royal Highness the King of such a big country..."

"Me too..."

The workers talking in the tent like they said they were not going to get excited after Rayot walked away. He has also accompanied me unexpectedly in my downward care stories, and my fondness is climbing eels.

"It's just that there's a guy who talks about going shopping for a woman at his usual rate, but I'm a little whimpered..."

I can't tell you that.

"I mean, whoever tells His Royal Highness that is just foolish through the brave, right?

That's just what the state chose directly to send out, and the nasty part seems to be more or less quite good sense. At the same age as his own children if he did poorly, there was not a single human being who could talk about going shopping for a whore at the end of the day.

"Are you okay now?

"I don't know if it's perfect, but I'm fine enough to eat and talk."

"I hope so..."

Later than usual dinner time. I woke up. Hiroshi had declared that before the dinner dragon steak.

The fams have already finished dinner because they don't know when to wake up. If the spring vegetables didn't wake up after thirty minutes, they were going to finish it first.

"Still, it's a dragon steak or something"

"It was a bowl of dragons for lunch, so it was in the flow."

"No, I couldn't afford lunch today. If I did, I'd eat it after that..."

"I thought so, so I kept your share more."

A macro who hears the words of spring vegetables and drops his gaze on the steak in front of him. As Spring Vegetables put it, Macro's steak is more than 50% larger in area than the rest of its members'. It's not thick because it cuts meat at just the right thickness, both cut and eaten.

"So, what happened in the end?

After the greeting you will receive, Aeris asks as you lay your hands on the dragon steak served like any other member. I was really busy on this day and didn't have time to eat dinner, so I asked my companion to let me know when I was worried about making something to go with, or if I could fix it with instant ramen.

Speaking of not expecting it would be a lie, but I didn't aim for it otherwise. Without joke, executives, including the Great Cleric, were so busy worrying.

"The resistance of Shinto Steel has been tremendous due to the additive problem. I haven't been reminded of a guy with different specs in a long time."

"The resistance of divine steel?

"Shinko all the time, when you forge, amplify the shock and reflect it. That's all. He's just a really hard guy to forge and get into the wrong order. If you don't convince them, forging won't be easy to use, so it's really hard."

"Oh, the fact that that's close to the properties of hihi-irokane?

"Seya Nen. It's just, you know, there's a guy who's used to everything. If you forge a few times, you'll feel pain if you're in shock. So, when I went over there, I did that, so I didn't have a problem with Lime's presents at all."

"That was really tough this time," he said.

"Like that."

I will answer the confirmation of spring vegetables one by one. Honestly, I was aware of the possibility of getting somewhat tight, but there was more to this than I expected.

If you think about it, it is a task that is no different than creating a new world, and if you do it poorly, it is possible that no one has even made it in this world. Although there should have been a corresponding risk, it is nevertheless true that it was something that could normally be made at the time of the game, and I can also say that I was fooled around it.

"To be honest. It was so tight at the refining stage. That's how far I can reach for the primary potion."

"Then stop then. I don't care if I have to make something out of it."

"I don't know. I don't know if it would be very wasteful to get this far and refine it."

"Um. That's a typical idea of gambling, investing in stocks, getting stuck in a bump and getting more debt for a snowman ceremony?

"Yes, yes. You fail at work because that's how you squander the resources you've put into making mistakes."

An elderly group nails with a sinister face against a macro who runs things like its typical example, where a depressed person fails in search of results.

If it's financial, it doesn't matter to this member. However, in this case, if you continue to work with materials and the hassle of the past, it may be the life of the Macro, not the money, that you lose.

Whether it be a castle of God or an artifact, it is true that we are likely to end up with our own lives at stake, but it is not good that it is one man of honor who carries the risk for this.

While understanding the thoughts of such an elderly man, the Macro still shakes his neck beside him.

"As for this one, I can see the end. It's too much of anything to stop here."

"But hey..."

"I think the process after this is probably not as life-threatening as it is. Basically, just finish and assemble. I just can't stay alert, so I'm going to do that all day tomorrow."

"... falling today and tomorrow, that's a little hard to accept. Whatever you do, you have to do it by how long. If there's no limit, put it down for at least a day."

"Those cousins and nephews. Maybe tomorrow's the best time for them to follow me honestly. Let's just think about the risks this time and finish it all up until the assembly tomorrow, and we'll be careful when we make other artifacts."

Everyone on the spot sighs giving up on a macro that shows no sign of pulling. To be clear, there is more to the idea of a macro than at stake. Until now, basically, it wasn't as risky as it was risky, so I let it do what I wanted, but not this time either.

But if you say that, you probably won't listen. Hiroshi is ambitious and seems unwilling to pull on this matter in that it involves the lives of other members besides artisanal guts. Moreover, we are just a few moments away from the completion of the work. When that happens, we just have to find a compromise and manage safety a little bit.

"... right. Spring Vegetables, Mio"

"Mmm."

"If you think it's dangerous, hold it, but I'll stop it."

Spring vegetables and Mio who perceive what Tatsuya is trying to say and immediately reschedule tomorrow. Someone has to brake more than likely not to be thrown out of work because of the heckle and go as far as sloppy and dangerous areas.

"In the meantime, I'll ask everyone from Alfemina and Octogal, too, to be able to move quickly when something happens"

"Please."

"Yes, leave it to me"

At last, the women's siege net is completed, as opposed to the sloppy and unscrupulous macro that tends to behave because of the heckles. I smiled a little bitterly when I saw Hiroshi, who was somewhat blue-faced about it, and asked what Tatsuya was somewhat concerned about.

"Still, it hurts so much. How dare you? Well, you can forge Shinko now, right?

"Don't bully him all the time. Normally it hurts, but that's what I get used to and put up with. And no matter how many games you play, that's how much you've worked out so far, and it hurts for a little while to give up."

"That's it after all..."

"I'm used to dating, inertia, guts and giving up on craftsmen. It hurts, it's hot, that's what happens."

I proclaim with all my heart that I don't know if I'm patient or nervous. Spring vegetables women renew their determination that they need to hold on to that strange sense of stability.

Behind the worries of the Spring Vegetables who shared such a sense of crisis, the core of the Castle of God was complete without a single day.