Fly the Flag of Fire!

"Heh, is this the secret drug of rumors" White Transmission "? I hear it's versatile."

A rare peek at the tiny pot of palm size I gave him, said the man who said he was a barber in casual condition. Even pretending to be other human resources and other winds, the colour of the eyes has changed. The pedestrian Lauri grinned as he stroked his beard. That obsession is considerable because there is no sign that the boarding carriage will drop even if it shakes rattled.

"I'm not a witch's apprentice. That's not universal. But I'm pretty sure it has a lot of different medications."

Dare to speak of the witch where it is a contraindication of the Church and deny it. A frigid spirit medicine or potion is a determinant of witchcraft. The aim is to increase credibility in return by doing the opposite.

"There's no harm in eating it, but with ointment. It basically works on the skin. Frostburn on burns, itching on suppuration, and cuts can also help. It is also amazingly effective for women-specific problems because it is so much. Rough hands, by the way, heal with water work, and it works perfectly on skin blemishes and wrinkles."

It is a familiar mouthpiece. I told him to sing, and Lauri took the barber's hand. Finger-screwing white in a small pot, applied to the back of a man's hand. I guess I still wanted to try it on. There is no resistance. What was white at first spread quickly and transparently.

"Oh, that's awesome. If my hand had done it, it would have been Subesbe."

He strokes and squeezes his own hands, and the barber is no longer hiding his own interest. Saaran, Lauri nodded small. The barber profession is a medicine that can be used not only for personal use but also for work. If you make good use of it, you must have a reputation.

But I still... I think Lauri wants more. It's not just because I'm confident in the product. This is already a merchant's flavor. Make sure to ear it even though you don't have to, I say.

"A common way to use it is to apply it to your back. This soothes the chills."

Mm-hmm. And I put a little missed expectation on my face, and I got a stop to it.

"A further way to use communication is to apply it to the head. What the..."

"... what. What does that work for?

I laughed niggardly and told him Zubari.

"Oh, my God... reduce hair loss"

"I bought it! Sell me!!

Whether it was for work or for myself... it was Lauri who was comfortable doing business with the customers of the momentum I found. I received the money, handed over some merchandise and shook hands at the end of the day with gutter. A good business is a taste for each other's happiness. If he looked back as he showered his satisfied nose into his beard, the brunette blue-eyed boy is nodding again.

"Excellent work"

"Ha, good luck."

The fur tailored hat is also adorable, and Marco, son of the village chief of Kiko Village, is smiling. However, the title is currently covered up. He is now riding a carriage as the naive of the pedestrian Lauri. In fact, there is not one thing to teach as a merchant, and on the contrary, he is also the head of the manufacturer of the very popular product "White Transparency", but such a truth sounds more like a lie.

Lauri finished writing down the current deal without even shaking the inside of the car, and also reconfirmed the stock quantity in the luggage. There is still a sufficient number. Because it is small, the unit price is high enough to carry the number, so it is suitable for shopping. Besides, I can't wait to make a smile bloom on my guests. Unexpectedly want to worship.

(Nice stuff. I can handle this. I'm a happy man, really)

I've still been selling it out for over a year, but it's Lauri's real intention that it's time to get more manpower and establish a sales channel than it is to have enthusiasts everywhere. But it's stopped from Marco. Because the system for increasing production is not in place, and the situation surrounding the village of Kiko makes it difficult to invest.

White permeation...... its main ingredient is the fat of dwarf horses.

Root vegetable quamps, which are resistant to temper and do not use lean land, contain unique ingredients in their leaves. Exposure to hot water can also be drained, but the sauce builds up in the leaf-eating dwarf horse, which eventually ends up in a highly potent oil. That's the last thing Marco added. This is the knowledge of minorities in the north, he said.

Regardless, the sale was underwritten by Lauri. Efficacy Sure White Transparency Sold to Sell and became a valuable means of cash income for Kiko Village, but it is commerce whose popularity, on the contrary, is also a vendetta. If you have increased your circulation, you will be applauded for the increase in your attention. It is only now that the small merchants are able to keep their methods and manufacturers secret, but it is Marco's decision that if they become known to the merchants and aristocrats, the riches will only be seized at their roots in Kiko Village today......

In fact, a patrol officer was sent to Kiko village about six months ago. He bought the suspicion in return for delivering his annual contribution to Kitin despite the continuing cold and mischief here. It didn't seem to look into the White Transparency Training, but the reason the village didn't neglect it was the profit from the sale of the White Transparency Training, so let's just say it was at stake. Marco spoke plainly, but Lauri, whom I heard, wiped the cold sweat.

(I wonder because the Earl of Hellevy territory is known for its cramping. I have a lot of pioneering villages on the border, I'm in charge of soldier stations, and I can't help but say... maybe the lack of emotion is due to the character of the Count)

Rewearing the blanket from his shoulder, Lauri looked over at the winter withered countryside. It's lonely. The strawberry rolls that have been left untreated are collapsing into the rain by the people. I haven't been able to maintain my livestock. Is it at least salvation that the winter sown Sierra wheat is showing a dark green sparse?

Taxes on the land are known to be a little harsh in quantity and extremely difficult to accommodate in installation. It's not just harsh, but it doesn't mean you'll be relieved considering your inaction. The result is this landscape. In just two years, several villages would have been thwarted by poverty and punishment. Several peasants would have turned themselves into slaves.

(I don't think so, but I didn't mean to... Reconstruction is already a decade away. Demand for military horses is falling, and it's time to change the form of industry. If you have a former hand, it's a good opportunity to surround the workforce and start a big business. That's what makes more ranches dedicated to dwarf horses)

I tried my thoughts on a dream that white oil would show me, but Lauri shook her head. One sigh, too.

(How about that, I'm too fascinated by white transparency. If only this could help mothers all over the country...... Kiko Village ladies are really healthy things. You'll want to spread it to small and medium-sized villages somehow. But that's not the situation. I can't force it. You can't interrupt Marco with my narrow eyes)

If you turned sideways with Chira, Marco is quietly looking far away. Less than two years have passed since Lauri met this strange boy. The young dragon, who turned eight this year, has yet to get the opportunity to rise high in heaven. If a new war is the occasion, Lauri thinks it's okay to stay where we are for a few more years.

Because I know.

Whatever fate you have, you say it's the reality to die unexpectedly.

People's lives are out there and cheap. If a lord thinks, "You're not a good tax collector this year," there's a lot of end of life and grief in that context. Sometimes we would turn down life before any careless measure was supposed to arise. If it's a battlefield, it's even worse, because one victory or loss is the result of countless lives scattered. Whoever it is dies... Lauri scratched her blanket in memory of the cold.

"It's going to be tough this winter. Go ahead."

Marco dropped in his own blanket. He bothered to spread out what he had left tied to his luggage. Thankful, but at the same time pitiful, Lauri.

"It's hot. These clothes are too thick."

So Marco pinched his hat and his clothes. Lauri also laughed bitterly at this.

It's swollen. I can't stay because it was Lauri who prepared it. The chief of the village, his wife, and Hannah. Marco is treated extraordinarily as an adult compared to when we met, but that's a story limited to things like behavior and judgment, things that seem to have more interference about health.

This journey to the territorial capital will certainly be the longest itinerary of my life for Marco. But if you try Lauri, it's everyday, and it'll be trivial for the young dragon-tasting boy. His “wonder” is that the Reichsfuhrer puts the Kingsfuhrer within the bounds of thought. Lauri rethought how he was a guardian... no, because he was a guardian.

(Whatever the child, the parent is the parent. I want to feed you a full tummy, and I guess it's something you want to warm up. If you don't have to worry about anything else, maybe you'll have extra power there. That's a nice thing)

"What? Be so happy."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you loved me"

As a young man and polite servant to a merchant, I have a little envy for Lauri. I also think her mother was crying, but her father doesn't even remember her face. I worked in short sleeves barefoot all year long, both at home and at the merchant's. From that point of view, Marco's outfit may not be as polite as it sounds.

(But it's compassion in the corner. You want to take care of it)

I'm sure Marco thinks so, too, Lauri thinks. Will it steam, and I won't try to take that furry mockingbird off my head, even though I've put my hat back on again and again? I just fixed the position now. Because of the slightly larger dimensions, the youthfulness and cuteness are emphasized, and the person knows or does not know, the appearance of a beautiful young girl, etc.

"Mm... somehow there's some discomfort there"

"Hey, you shouldn't be so unfaithful."

"No, not you... well, I'm not even acknowledging my filial son"

"Really? Though I feel more filial than any other child."

Shaking his head back at the words, Marco shrugged in a sigh mix.

"It's the sin of the bastard."

Its side, which I lay low, is terribly sad, teaching Lauri who the person I envision is. Lauri thought of the person again. The person who was worried about Marco without even putting the bitterness to billions of tails would still be praying for a safe journey.

Marco's mother's disease is at stake at last.

Beyond this winter, it lasted until summer... and that was the unanimous view of everyone.

Earl of Hellevi territory, territorial capital.

Let us not know the exact numbers, but it is a city where more than fifty thousand people gather to live, no matter how little they count. The outer walls surrounding the city are high and robust, and that does not change the inner walls or castles. If the territory of Count Salmant and Count Peterius adjacent to the plain of the crime were plucked into Everia, then there would be the Great East Dragon River, and the opposite coast would be the territory of Count Hellevy. Standing guards are the least of them. The sense of defense as a castle fort is high.

Lauri and Marco completed their entrance from the main gate, but at dusk its doorstep square was full of hustle and chaos. Run-down people, horses, cars... a merchant convoy was attacked by thieves. There is no doubt that he was accompanied by an escort from the point of view of the mix of armed men among the wounded. Soldiers continue to be investigated.

"I heard there was going to be thieves, but no way, not even near such a territorial capital..."

Lauri couldn't help but feel terrified. Because it can be inferred from the condition of those who suffered the damage that the time and place of the raid were close to those of Lauri. I don't know what would have happened if I had gotten caught up in it, though I can't be targeted because it's just a boarding carriage or something.

It may be the result of Marco's mother's prayer that she arrived peacefully and safely in the territorial capital. Lauri sincerely thought so and bowed her head in the direction of Kiko Village.

"... slow"

It was Marco who said so. The gaze is directed out the gate. In everyone's attention to the victims, it just seems like one person, was doing so.

"What's so late?

We've got an immediate troop out.

I don't even look back at Lauri. Its eyes are sharp.

"If we don't spare the dimension and give it the power to pursue, the next damage will only increase over time. The same applies to the degree of danger throughout the territory. And yet it doesn't even look like they've let out a scourge."

Soldiers are also getting together while they watch. How many soldiers with bows on the walls, and spears on the front and rear of the gates, were there about 200 each?

"Uh... I guess the soldiers will still gather, it's this castle wall somehow, and I don't think they'll beat the thieves..."

It is Rauli, most of the time. I'm an amateur when it comes to military matters. It is Marco's statement earlier, to where he was reassured that the wall and the soldiers were visible. My back was pulling a little bit.

"Look at that one"

It's the victims that Marco points to.

"That escort, it must be a mercenary regiment you haven't seen from your arms. There seems to be a history of war. I'm letting my horse and my luggage get away with this while I keep breaking down such collective power. This means that the raid was not aimed at looting."

"A thief... don't plunder, what do you do?

"It's Setsu. This raid is to test the readiness of the territorial capital, eighty-nine. We raid near this capital, which has the greatest military power in the territory, deliberately letting our prey escape and watching what happens afterwards... if we are cut off and insulted..."

The eyebrow root was praised and the voice, which was supposed to be beautiful, created a bitter atmosphere. Lauri drank heavily the spit she had accumulated in her mouth.

"Oh, what if they insulted you?

"The next step will be a bold raid, which will cause enormous damage. Or maybe something. You're planning a massive operation. First of all, there's nothing busy."

Rauli is more than just looking at Marco, who is so cold.

In the end, it was not until the next morning that the scouts departed from the territorial capital.