Isekai Ryouridou

And - at last the sun was shining against the end of the west, and at the same time, all the dishes were finished.

Although there were many small incidents. Apart from Mida-Sung's intrusion, there is no obstruction from the human being in the main house, which, in a way, may even be said to have been done sooner.

But don't be alarmed.

Because I guess the fact that you didn't serve a little while cooking means that some sort of conspiracy is strewn out during or after a meal.

At least, it's not like Mida-Sun called me in for such a raw purpose, like to satisfy a little curiosity.

Is it a prospect that you can make a huge amount of copper money and make my existence mine?

Or is it a prospect that I want to eliminate because my existence is blind?

Sincerely, I don't know.

I don't know, but I don't think it's a good idea.

That's why, even after we finished our cooking job, we were supposed to work on the catering work without loosening the thread of tension.

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- Excuse me, sir.

A couple of pairs of sharp gazes came into silence as they transported the reheated "Giva Soup" iron pan along with Vina-Lou to the sacrificial hall.

On top of the nearby sunset, the sacrificial hall is darker than the outside world, and the candlesticks everywhere are already lit by fire.

In the light of that orange fire - all the men of strength were burning their eyes as the beast.

The Conference of Parents should have ended for the first time.

But the air is so tense that I don't like it.

Trying to spark that tingling air, me and Vina-Lou approached the wall.

As you can imagine from the exterior, it is a hole-in-the-hole construction.

The floor is only one metre lower than the surface. So it looks extra spacious.

A circular roof is supported by four columns, a girder connecting the columns, and a sagging tree radially combined with it.

Kamado was installed on all sides of the wall, so put the iron pan on the one that was closest to the entrance.

The men were silent while we lit the fire.

The Sung family of the chieftaincy muscle and the parents of the 36 families.

And one man at a time who accompanied it.

In total, there will be more than seventy human beings refraining there - but I can't hear a single whisper.

Everyone sits on a fur cloth, watching us act silently.

I guess the knife is kept somewhere, but the hunter's clothes remain wrapped around him.

There were four entrances and exits in the sacrificial hall, so the other ladies were carrying iron pots from there, but everyone, as he all said, is silent.

I thought it might be a good time to say hello to Kamado-san, but after we set fire to Kamado-san, we tried to get out of here so we could get to the next meal.

So, for the first time, my voice rose.

"Thank you for your hard work... Kamadu number in Fa's house, and the women of Luu and Rutim"

It was hard to hear and a strangely creepy voice.

In the uplifting direction of that voice, I slowly circle my gaze.

"The people of the lodging town try to eat until they pay for the copper coins, the meat of Giva... so they can finally speak of it..."

Follow the two men left and right, and one big man sat there.

A circular building, but that must be the seat. Behind the men is provided something like an altar assembled in strange shapes, with a giant giva skull on its heavenly edge.

(This is the head of the Sung family, Zulo-Sung...)

I'm sure of that.

Whatever, it was the eldest and second brothers of the Sung main house, Diga-Sun and Dod-Sung, who were holding back the person's left and right.

Diga-Sung looked at me with a mockery grin.

Dod-Sung, too, is looking at me like a starving wild dog.

Follow those sons left and right - Zulo-Sung had a creepy grin at them.

(Hmm......)

It was less vicious than I had imagined.

But it's kind of - it's a different vibe.

The figure is big. One turn seems bigger than the big Diga-Sung.

However, I have gained a lot of weight, even if not as much as Mida-Sung.

There is not a single hair on his head, and the flesh on his eyelids and cheeks hangs asleep.

When I did it, my mouth was big on the side, and it looked kind of like a toad sprinkled in water.

Though it is a classic fabric outfit in the woods that surrounds me. Its fat arms and feet were wrapped with ornaments whimpering like women.

And at its chest, there are so many horns and fangs that it's a little unusual.

For the people of the woodland, that necklace should be the pride and proof of being a hunter. Unfortunately, it only looks like a symbol of vanity to this person.

(In this shape, then, hunter's work won't get stuck...)

Mida-Sung is more human apart, if only in shape. But that youngest brother had enough motor skills to run on the ground all the time, and his arm strength seemed very strong.

But - this person named Zulo-Sung had a stunning lack of something like the human specific pressure with a large figure.

He has a bad posture and his body with the claw is tilted slightly to the right.

Only my little black eyes are glowing greasy, but my expression is kind of creepy.

The style worthy of the title - head of a clan of clean and harsh hunters - is also free of fine dust.

"What's up?... I'm telling you I've been through a lot...?

A loud mouth with a faint laugh uttered a grunting voice again.

I say, "I'm afraid so."

"But since this is a job to be fulfilled in exchange for the price, isn't it necessary to say things like" Negiri "?

Responding that way with as flat a voice as possible, Zulo-Sung hoisted the edge of his mouth as he could.

"So is that. I said that there was no such thing. … keep preparing dinner."

"Yes. Now if you'll excuse me"

We solemnly restart our work.

And all the women of the Sung went home unto their own house, and only the women of Lou and Rutim were committed to the meal.

Usually the bright ones, too, have all had a hard look, as if they had been stuck in the bitter air they stuck on the spot.

"... we eat in that, too...?

And on the way out of the sacrificial hall and back to Kama, Vina-Lou snapped so into a sigh of sigh.

"Right. And that's how it works around the forest."

However, the ladies of Sung's division had the role of sifting meals to their own families in their own homes.

I also think that all the people in the division should be gathered in the same place in order to completely straighten out the cliché, "People who have been deceived by Kamado should eat the same things in the same place." They're allowed to interpret enlargement like this.

Besides, Yamir-Sung and Mida-Sung aren't going to get together in the sacrificial hall either, and I got a little clapped out of that too.

"Don't play my mind. Talk about it... Donda, if the fathers were around, I guess nothing would be dangerous... anyway, the atmosphere is too bad wow..."

Since the one-touch Sung and Lu families are meeting together, the air will freeze.

What the hell kind of tongue warfare was developed at the Conference of Parents?

In it, could Ai-Fa have done his job?

In contrast, how did the parents get their feelings and ideas?

Our mental load of having to start dinner without being informed of that was pretty good too.

Either way, the job must be fulfilled.

After carrying the soup, the grilled Poitan, then the Meermoo grill served with aria, and the Momo meat steak, spare ribs, and the dish from next to next, depending on one soup at a time, is finally done.

"... Asta, this way," he says, inviting me to Ai-Fa after work to move on with Vina-Lou.

A picture of the Sung family seeing the upper seats in formation on their left hand side brought together the figures they had seen.

Donda-Lou, Dalm-Lou, Dan-Rutim, Lau-Ray - fourteen men of the family of Lou, and Ai-Fa.

Mother Meer Ray and Raina-Lou are already seated, and the dishes for me and Vina-Lou that they seem to have carried are well arranged.

"Oh, you're safe and above all," I sneak up on my ear as I grate my hips next to Ey-Fa.

Ai-Fa was the Buddha's top surface as usual.

"... How was the Parents' Conference?

"I can't say anything. It was all after dinner tonight, and Sung's parents just laughed lightly at that rate."

Well, if that dish was actually going to appear, would that be the way it would be?

"Anything else? I guess it was also a place to accuse Dod-Sung of abusive behavior in the boarding town, or one of Rutim's feasts, or something like that?

"That one, as usual. If you make a lazy escape and Sung's parents bow their heads at the end of the day, that will put the rough stuff away."

I also heard about it in advance from Gazran-Rutim.

They say that the Sung family parents always end up stirring up a heirloom knife called "apology" when it comes to evil deeds that have become unwillingly shabby.

It is a story of neither majesty nor decency.

(But - I guess those are the kind of people that make it a pain in the ass)

People without shame, they're scared.

That was also painful when Dod-Sung and I first met each other.

"... Now let's say we start dinner..."

And the shameless Führer gives a grumpy voice.

"It is an evening meal at the hands of the Kamadu number of Fa's house, which was also eliminated at the Parents' Conference. Eat with all your heart..."

And it's a familiar phrase.

"... thank you for the grace of the woodland... give thanks to the families of Fa, Luu and Sung, who set the fire, and gain the life of tonight..."

Because the majority are men, the word is recited with an extremely heavy voice.

That's how people - took the vessel.

(... I wonder what the hell that would feel like)

This is not just dinner.

In a way, it's like a dimensional review.

With new technologies such as blood drainage and dismantling, it made a difference in Giva's meat. I want to give this meat the value of being replaced by copper coins at leisure - before that, Fa's house currently opens a culinary stall in the Inn Town, with the cooperation of Luu and Rutim.

After disclosing all that information, it's supper.

Sung's family, Lew's family, little clans who don't belong to either of them, what those parents think and think - it's all a hand-explored, out-of-the-way battle.

"... Hey Morn, how come there's only one piece of meat? There's no way my stomach would be satisfied with just one?

And I hear Dan-Rutim's low, hissing voice blurry.

"I cooked for 130 people today, didn't I? It was hard for me to get one per person, so don't complain"

"No, but......!

"Yeah, I already figured that out. I'll give you my share, so don't make a scene.... Instead, I'll get Myrmu's meat, right?

What a peaceful interaction.

At this time, their audacity is very comforting.

Then I thought I'd offer Dan-Rutim my own abrasive meat, too, and when I tried to look back at you - the voice sounded.

"Oh, my God, I don't know how much it is because it's so great. It's just giva meat."

It was Diga-Sun.

In the same prolonged voice, the Sung family's trail son further said.

"Did you really make more than a hundred white copper coins with this? Ah? I can't believe it."

Hmm.

As a Sung family, I thought it would be a slander or admiration option, but they're willing to attack me from that direction first.

"Diga-Sun, the eldest brother of the Sung family. Is that a question for Fa's house? If so, I'll answer you."

My gaze creeps me out.

This is my third face-to-face meeting - after all, I will not be induced to fear by this grace.

"Hmmm... the head of Fa's house only said that he had gained over 100 pieces of white copper coin in ten days... I would like to hear a little more about it now..."

It was his father who responded accordingly.

"Okay," I said, lowering the wooden plate.

"Firstly, to the question of whether it is true, I would say it is true: we were able to sell more than 1,000 meals in ten days, so that sales went up to more than 200 white copper coins, and the profit net of ingredients, etc., was 123 white copper coins, 92 giva horns and teeth,"

Just a little stirring starts spreading among parents who quietly keep eating.

To make it sound less arrogant, I put together a pale revenue and expenditure report.

"However, we were unable to sell a satisfactory number because the first few days of those ten days were not enough to prepare the dishes. The average dish you can sell here in the most recent day is about 150 meals, and you can earn about 17 to 18 white copper coins. … Furthermore, we plan to wholesale food to the inn in two days' time, so you can also expect to sell more than 20 white copper coins"

"Twenty white copper coins in one day... that's a hard number to believe,"

I fumbled a laugh, Zuro-Sung's voice.

"... but isn't that because the Lord, who is an exotic, is opening a store? Is it really possible that the people of Genos, who abhor the people of the woods, would buy the meat of Giva itself from us, etc...?

"Of course it will take a long time to build that kind of relationship. But at the stall, I also get help from the Lou ladies. If we can get them used to the right appearance of the people by the woods through them, we think unfounded contempt and feelings of fear will soon be iced away."

Put a lot of effort into your eyes, and I'll say so.

That is only the "unfounded" part of the story, and I intend to include, without saying, the intention that if evil deeds actually exist - if you want to gain more wealth, then evil deeds are annoying.

But Zuro-Sung doesn't even make a difference to laughter.

Well, I take a sneak breath that if these people change their behavior with any kind of restraint, they won't have a hard time.

"Perhaps in this way the people of the woods do not want to engage with Genos. At least you understand that Fa's house did not extend to this kind of imitation just for our own wealth."

"Hmm... you were talking about more richness by the woods..."

I wonder what.

The thought of this person named Zulo-Sung is completely unreadable.

That toad-like face had a thin laugh snapping at it, and the voice sounded like a sneer - but I still don't feel clear malice, and I don't feel that much interest.

It would still be easy to deal with if he showed his obsession with copper coins, like that Zwei-Sung for example. I don't know my soul gall, so I don't know what to insist on this one either.

(What did this guy really call me up to the Sung family for...?

Zuro-Sung is proceeding with his meal with a sneer laugh.

Diga-Sung is also grinning at the meat with a nagging laugh.

Dod-Sung was - I missed it a bit, but is he eating proper food? I even have fruit liquor now.

"But... is it necessary, such as wealth...?

Eventually, Zulo-Sung said so in a teasing voice to his throat.

"Wealth corrupts man... I know stronger than anyone on this occasion that the word is true because I also face the inhabitants of the stone capital once in a while as a forest chief... Wealth on me is like bad liquor that corrupts man..."

What kind of mouth do you want?

But if you're angry here with the Sung family of people, I'm sure they won't start talking.

That's why I kept my mouth shut. There was one person who didn't shut up.

It is Dan-Rutim.

"Why do you keep the prize money from the capital all to yourself while you know that, chief Zulo-Sung? If you say that too much wealth is bad liquor, why don't you just throw it back into the stone capital?

It's not as absurd as it sounds, just an unpleasant enough tone, Dan-Rutim said.

After that, I took the flesh of the hand from the bone.

Apparently Ama Min-Rutim offered me a third bottle of abalone meat.

"That's a stupid question, Dan-Rutim," a young voice responds.

I am not a Sung family man. The voice rose from behind me.

It's Ray-Ray's parents, Rau-Ray.

"Dan-Rutim doesn't know how merciful the chiefs are? It's a bad liquor, so I guess the chiefs are drinking us out on their own so that we don't give them that kind of stuff. About that, you should guess."

"I see. Is that what happened," Dan-Rutim laughs lavishly.

Occasionally, some black shadows stood up abruptly on the left side of the Sung family.

"To Ray's parents, Rutim's parents! And you're willing to slander the sheikhs without any proof left? Although it will be explained by so many before that all the copper coins given by the stone capital are spent to protect the fields of Genos!

It was the big men in the fur with Gibba's head.

Among them, the man with the most good stature and the most quintessential appearance raises his torso voice no less than Donda-Lou.

"Because, as you have just said, such wealth is not necessary by the woods, the chief is using the prize money to hire people from the town, gather wood, and build walls to protect the fields of Genos. There is no such thing as a sardine that is slandered by you!

"Isn't that the proof left, the head of the Zaza family? I'm tired of hearing all the excuses every year."

Dan-Rutim kept scratching the meat with his cheerful face, and the head of the Zaza family and I were like, "What the hell?"

"With these eyes, I see a wall being built in the fields! You're gonna need dozens of Genos men to build all those walls, so you're gonna need a lot of copper coins and a lot of time!

To protect the fields, the walls?

Is it true that such a thing is being built?

Then - I don't think Dora's fathers would be so distressed.

"... What they're talking about is the fields on the north side of the castle. Because you are a human field in the castle, you are firmly guarded by wooden walls - said the Lady Ziva before."

And I = fa gently eared me.

I see. The human fields of the town should be on the south side of the castle, so you can't reach there and remain ravaged by starving Gibba?

"You insist that the Sung family is holding onto a prize money to build that wall.... Is there any chance that that's true?

When I asked him that by diving into his voice to the extreme so that he could not be heard by the people around him, Ai-Fa shook his head "No".

"The wall protecting the aristocratic fields has been completed decades ago, the Ziva woman said. Of course, if the starving Gibba breaks the wall, it will need to be repaired."

"Hmm..."

"In the first place, the Ziva woman laughed that it was impossible to build such a fine wall because it was a small amount of bounty from the capital"

So the head of the Zaza family is just hanging out with the Sung family?

How dare you be willing to hang out with a horrible opponent like this, the sigh spills.

(Really, everyone and he all have a nasty look on Donda-Lou...)

But I think this would be the people by the woods.

Temper and vitality at the time of the beast. A clan of clean and harsh hunters - the Sung family members like Zaza and Dom and Gene - all had the bravery their names deserved.

The head of that brave Zaza family is even jealous of Dan-Rutim and Lau-Ray as he burns his eyes into deeper anger.

"Too much wealth corrupts the hunter! That's why the extra wealth doesn't hold up by the woods like that, and we're doing everything we can to protect the fields of Genos! What's wrong with the chief's decision, you guys?

"If the word is true, there is no objection whatsoever. It's just, how many years from now, I'll be done with the wall, and I'll just have my neck as long as Totos in Inn Town, the head of the Zaza family."

I'm saying it back that way, but Dan-Rutim doesn't look as intense at all either. Instead, the face was tired of asking questions early on, a flair that seemed like a yawn.

I am sure that the same question was repeated at the Conference of Parents.

The family of Luu follows the deficiencies of the chieftaincy muscle, and the family of the Sung defends it. On top of this odd balance of power, the Sung family rule just survives unreliably, isn't it?

Donda-Lou does not try to join the barren question as such, but only burns his eyes to a noisy sensation, whilst wearing fruit liquor.

(Kind of a much more dangerous way to do it...)

If the Lew and Sung families contend, it could be a big battle to bisect the woodland, he heard.

But that would be a family story.

Without the help of powerful clans like Zaza and Gene, I don't even think the Sung family can resist the Lew family.

And yet, if the Sung family is winning the trust of their families with falsehood - doesn't that just seem like a sandy cabinet?

(The Sung family has holes everywhere. Like this, it's easy to let people like me and Camus destroy just a little bit of bad wisdom, right?

Even like that, I think.

Of course, the chronic mind is forbidden, but the Sung family's modus operandi, which appears to be a civilized country rash in strange conditions, could only seem too dodgy and full of dust.

Where I was thinking that way, I was suddenly slapped in the voice of reprimand.

He is the head of Zaza.

"... so the act of Fa's house of inviting too much wealth to the woods is nothing more than an act of corrupting the people of the woods!

I raise my face in haste.

Zaza's parents, with the hunter's eyes, were screwing me and Ai-Fa.

"Bringing in exotics and earning copper coins with their arms would be fine. Stick to it, it's not against the woodland code either.... But if you intend to corrupt the people of the woods with their wealth, you must take a sword and purify them!

Suddenly, a bowl came around here.

No - it's not. I'm sure they've been stifling such thoughts ever since I heard the words of I-Fa at the Conference of Parents.

Too much wealth could corrupt the people by the woods - that was exactly the first concern I had before I left the store.

It was Gazran-Rutim and Ai-Fa who crushed that concern.

The eye-fa stretches out his spine as he sits down and glimpses the head of the Zaza family.

"Too much wealth corrupts the people by the woods. Do Zaza's parents think so?"

"Exactly. If you want to use Giva's meat to earn copper coins, do as you please. But don't scatter that wealth around the woods!... Well, if Lew or Rutim shakes his tail to Fa's house, there may be a need to share some copper coins. I'll close my eyes."

"Hmm...?," Dan-Rutim rocked the giant.

Laughing extremely briskly, he begins to boil his glasses and his fierceness in all its indulgence.

"Don't let anything delightful slip through you, Zaza's parents? Are you going to tell me that we are connected to Fa's house for copper coins?

"Are you telling me you're not? Then why is it that Fa and Rutim, who have no blood connections, act like that?

"Fa and Rutim, because they are friends!

barbaric. No, Dan-Rutim slammed his right fist to the floor.

The ground of dirt covered in a cloth sinks in the puddle with that blow.

"The blood connection is heavier than anything, but it also means that the blood connection is everything! I don't know if you folks follow the Sung family!

"You! Are you still fooling the chieftaincy muscle!

The air on the spot boils down at once.

It was not their chiefs, Donda-Lou or Zuro-Sung, who watered them there - it was Ai-Fa.

"I want both Rutim's parents and Zaza's parents to calm down a little now. The key thing is about too much wealth, isn't it?

Eye-Fa's eyes, too, were glowing harshly.

But the expression and tone are calm.

Ai-Fa nodded to nag the angry Dan-Rutim before turning to Zaza's parents - and began to speak quietly.