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■ ■ ■ Cerina Veriero ■ ■ ■

The ship came in long before the sun rose, at a time when it was uncertain whether it should be early morning or still late at night.

Normally you wouldn't let a ship into the harbor at sunless hours, but this is the West Midal Sea. Staying at sea carries the same risks.

Besides, the face of the Veriero Chamber of Commerce was accustomed to seeing one of the Chamber's largest sailboats, lighting a large number of bonfires in the harbor.

Until then, sailboats that were entering the Gulf of Riveri relying solely on the unreliable lights of the lighthouse will cut the rudder here at once.

The great Gulf of Riveri protects ships from the high waves of the outer sea, but not from the mysterious currents that occur in the Gulf. Anyway, there is no such thing as calm waters in this West Midal Sea.

By the time a large number of small boats were around the support and the sky was bright, the giant boat was moored at the pier.

"Welcome back, brother. Wasn't the sea rough?

I welcome my brother Palos Veliero, who has completed all his instructions.

"The same whimsical sea, when you leave the bay, it's just an island, so there's a current."

Shoulder shrugging brother. On board, it's awkward, but as soon as you get off the ship, you'll be below the average person.

"So the route is as usual?

"Oh, one of these days, if we can get to the base of the South Midal Mountains, I'm sure we'll get something rare."

"If you can get that far, you can complete the southbound route to Dwyer and Atlandia."

"Mulli mulli. There are more islands in the southern Midals than in the western Midals. Well, I just asked. They say it's demonic waters around here. Plus, they say there's a horrible bug on that island, and they're really afraid of it."

It's a frightening island with a ton of bugs. Let them still quit by about the base of the South Midal Mountains. And it won't be an easy voyage.

"Good. My brother goes to dangerous waters as soon as he's left alone because he's impotent. It would be helpful if you had the distinction that way."

"I'm not exactly reckless, but I want to go to the far ocean."

"Weigh yourself"

"... Chelina is no different. Well, I'm hungry. Why don't we go to dinner?

"Then let's go to the dining room in town for an inspection."

"... you really haven't changed."

That's how my brother and I go to the dining room in town.

There are also several varieties in the dining room, where alcohol is the main place and food is the main place. Some of them are like bringing in a woman whose upstairs is a rest stop and who got along on the first floor.

What I went to is the most common store with a good balance of food and alcohol. Very occasionally, but it is a store to visit. When it comes to what's good, it's a place where shopkeepers don't look at me in a flattering way. Besides, the products offered in the store are all menus that thrive on the latest developments in the city, and the survey was hit and put on.

I'm a little late because I've been finishing up my work at the Chamber of Commerce in the morning, such as giving directions for unloading and unloading. Thanks to this, morning congestion time seems to have been avoided.

Some people eat plenty in the morning depending on their profession, while others consider breakfast a luxury.

Sailors eat three meals a day, or two more snacks. This is not the case when you are most in distress.

Under the influence I also have three basic meals, with tea time set aside, but lighter in the morning.

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As soon as you enter the store, you will see one man.

Bright white cotton shirt. Is it made of cotton as well as sewn solid black trousers? Dark hair, facial irregularities were few and fairly young looking men of unknown age.

Are you growing up well? Your muscles are skinny at all.

I was desperate to bite off that kind of bread first.

The quality of the bread must have dropped again.

No country taxes only bread. Maintain prices even by granting subsidies in some cases.

Because if you don't, your people will move to another country.

People can't live without bread. So this is the only line we have to protect.

The quality of that bread is getting worse every day these past few years.

There is no future in this country.

So much so that I can assure you.

So......

I shake my head left and right. Once I threw my thoughts out of my head and placed my order appropriately.

The potato soup that came out is terrible.

It's all scumbag imo, and it's probably something that's about to rot, even though they say it's sunny food...

And I think I appreciate it even as I curse the shopkeeper who plainly puts this menu out to me.

I spill my usual stupidity all the way to my brother to clear up some depression. There are so many things in the world.

And with his sigh, he returned to the Chamber of Commerce again.

Busy times had passed and it was just the right time to take a break. The receptionist has brought in a business meeting and wants you to deal with it.

No, it's actually not to me, it's to one of my guys who was checking product inventory by my side.

Because I'm never going to jump into a business meeting.

But I got a little interested in the words that went on at the reception.

"The man who came is this shitty hot but long-sleeved unfamiliar garment, a dubious man wearing precious glasses"

Perhaps that's the Gentile you saw in the liquor store. I did peek into the lobby through the concealed hole in the wall and it was the guy.

"I'll go."

"Huh? The lady?

The men in charge of business negotiations who were preparing turn a blind eye.

"Sounds a little funny."

"... the lady likes rare things, please don't wiggle their red chains because they don't care like they used to"

"Hey! I wouldn't do that right now! If they're rude, I'll leave them to you."

For looking at me since I was a little girl, I shouted out loud about a reliable man who even knew my black history. I'm sure your face will be red.

I'll take care of it.

He sat back in his chair and went back to checking his inventory.

"Well, let's go"

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The man was an unfamiliar outfit.

When I did the tailoring, it was a simple strange outfit that was firm but without any accompanying decorations.

Is the blue jacket close to black new or not attached to one piece of dust?

Trousers are worn to the extent that the hem is slightly dirty, probably the sandals I just bought on this land, but the bumpy feet are smooth as a newborn child.

If you are a commoner, your feet skin cracks thicker because you often walk around barefoot.

Is it still noble, he is a man with no grasp whatsoever?

The conversation started with a relatively light reward.

It was like a tea party conversation, with no atmosphere to gobble even the product characteristic of a jump in business deal.

You were a little fresh for me, usually dealing with a thousand merchants in Kaiyama.

Well, the fun times are over.

It was a strange bin that the man took out. Clearer than glass, yet soft as wood skin, it does not pass through the water despite.

But the part of that lid that I paid the most attention to.

The lid of the pouring mouth is not a cork or a piece of wood, but still a white lid with a strange touch. If you twist that, the water closes exactly so that it doesn't leak. Weaknesses such as a water bottle on the skin are that its mouth is prone to come off. As a preliminary measure, you may tie the leatherstring near the entrance, but it will take more effort.

Is he aware?

That the structure of this twisted and closed lid might be enough to target a thousand bucks.

Furthermore, he continued to do shocking things.

"The number is thirty in all. We're thinking 7,000 yen per bottle."

Seven silver coins a bottle?

Ten sheets in gold coins would be crap even if you tossed them at the other's word to the aristocratic favorites without thinking about it.

Nobles love something new to you conservatively. I'm happy to sell it as a great water bottle for the military, and it might be interesting to sell it as a round of inserted vases.

Will the only weakness be the lack of decorations, so much silo stuff would have been weighed rarely if you had carved a statue of a goddess or a sculpture of a great tree.

So I noticed.

This soft bottle called a pet bottle only strives for thorough practicality.

Light, uncracked, no water leakage, easily drinkable contents, tightened immediately and the contents are immediately visible.

I was frightened at that moment.

This is definitely a practical product.

Consumables that are just right for handling drinks.

Honestly, I have an intuition that most of the personal stories he talked about are lies.

But that lie wasn't an attempt to fool the other person either, there were other troublesome circumstances, and I had no choice but to explain them, that's what I felt. That's why they were enjoying the conversation.

But if he is a merchant that I don't know and has a connection to a country that normally consumes pet bottles...

"Okay. Then we will buy all thirty."

I responded instantly.

Don't let him go. At least until we pull out the information on the country where he was.

I finished the business and he disappeared.

"... monitor that man"

My men move into one of my words. Let them swim for a while to see how it goes.

Akira.

It's the name of a strange smiling man.