Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

The self-introduction is over.

They are thrown away in various ways, but all seem to have been thrown away by their parents.

Everyone is from different places.

It seems that we have been friends for the last few days. In short, there is room for me to adapt. Relief, relief.

The gender ratio is about 50/50.

Normally, girls are discarded first, but somehow evenly.

Well now it doesn't matter.

For now, let's introduce only five important people.

Ron. Twelve years old. The oldest. Taller than me now. A little quarrel but a sense of responsibility.

Soyoung-chan. Twelve years old. Ron is from the same village. Pretty cute. Probably Ron's wife. Honorific to me

The attitude of the children including Ron is big. I feel lonely with a sense of distance.

Rosword. Eleven years old. It was number 2 before I came. More pressure than Ron. I don't seem to care about me.

Tetra-chan. Ten years old. Silent. Basic, don't talk.

Gram. Ten years old. Petite and timid.

These five people are the key figures in this group.

"I think I have to do farm work."

I talk about the policy with five people in front of me.

It doesn't make sense to say the child's opinion clearly, but it's better than starting alone.

I'm a stranger who jumps in.

As expected, it wasn't talked about being a child under ten years old, so I had you refrain.

"But it's hard to make a field?

Ron's opinion.

Absolutely.

In the first place, undeveloped land is extremely hard. And the hard work of cutting it, because the roots of the plant are in place.

What is fatal is that they are all children.

Moreover, only six children aged 10 and over, including me, are likely to be strong.

Reckless.

But better than not.

"I can't do it. I won't do it."

Rosward reluctantly throws his foot.

And stare at me.

"It doesn't make sense to hear what he says. I think so. Tetra?"

"... but agriculture is the only way to get stable food."

Tetra-chan seems to agree with my opinion.

"What do you think of Gram?"

"Eh! No, I don't know ..."

Gram with a frightened expression.

Of course I don't know. That's what kids are all about.

"But how do you plow?"

"Buy iron farming tools. I think that would make it much easier."

"Buy? What is it?"

Oh ... I don't have any money. This is a word mistake.

"It's bartering."

"If I had something to replace with iron farming tools, I would put it in my stomach.

Rosword. Dry comments. Hey, it's more stupid to say stupid.

"I have something to exchange. Unfortunately I can't eat it."

Five people lean at the same time to my words. Something cute.

"Hey, I brought you."

Griffon's voice comes into my ears. Apparently he brought me the one he wanted.

"Thank you. I'll do anything if you have this guy."

I get a lot of swords and spears from Griffon. 70% are made of iron and 30% are made of bronze.

These weapons are all weapons brought by brave people to kill the Griffon. All are precious metals that are rusted but rusted.

"I don't mind. I don't need these tusks and claws. I ’ll go get it from you. ”

Griffon says so and flies away.

Beasts and humans have completely different values.

"Well, do you wage war?"

"No"

I deny Gram's remark. Or rather, Mr. Gram, your idea is quite radical.

In the habit of being frightened.

"It's powerful, but it doesn't mean that kids alone can beat adults. Even if kids swing with weapons, they can beat them with bare hands."

The game is visible for adults vs. children. I do not do such reckless imitation. Even on the verge of starvation.

"Replace iron farming tools with it?"

"That's right. Tetra-chan!"

I try to stroke Tetra-chan's head and get evaded. Older brother, sad.

"Isn't it okay to buy food?"

Tetra answers Ron's question.

"If you buy it, you won't get food."

"Oh, is that so?"

Ron pulls down easily. The obedient point is what Ron-kun is good at.

"But is it possible to easily dig up soil using only iron farming tools? It is extremely hard."

Tetra-chan said.

"You have to look for a soft spot. You can hire the worst adults. Raising your iron sword will help you a little, depending on the conditions."

Griffon's authority is great.

Well it's a last resort.

There is another way to get help from Griffon himself.

It is also possible to extend the time limit by changing the iron sword to food.

The talk is concluded with the policy of first replacing this weapon with farm equipment.

There is no objection.

Well, it would be troublesome to be opposed without any alternative.

"The question is where to exchange ... but who knows the geography around here?"

I look at Ron while saying so. Ron shakes his head at a terrible speed.

"I can't. I only know about the village. What is Soyeon?"

"I'm sorry ... I don't even know."

"Rosword?"

"Huh? I mean ... I know ... but I can't say ..."

"I don't know. Who is Gram?"

"Soo, sou, sou, sou, sorry ..."

Is there any help? Cultural level without money. Would a peasant child know outside the village ...

"What about Tetra-chan?"

"I know"

Yeah ... ?

"Do you know?"

"A little"

That's why Tetra talked about the surroundings of this forest.

The name of this forest seems to be Romano Forest.

And on the east side of the forest is a country governed by King Rossais. To the northwest is a large country governed by King Gilbed. In the northeast is a great country governed by King Domorgar. And there is a country governed by King Faldham, north of the kingdoms of Gilbed and King Demorgar.

"The land of King Rossais is not so big. There are no decent iron farming tools and no iron weapons. The kings of Demorgar and the king of Gilbed are quite large and I think there are iron farming tools. And the king of Demorgar is in war with King Faldham after the famine. ''

"I see. It's the best time right now. Conversely, if you don't go fast, your farming tools will be crushed and turned into weapons.

Why are you so detailed? I want to ask, but it's not that far right now. It would be rude to rush into and listen to it, even though it wasn't familiar. It's okay if you get along more.

"If I was an adult ..."

Tetra-chan stares at me straight and says:

"Only take away weapons. What about that area?"

yeah, I guess so. There is no adult who speaks with the child soon. Anyway, it's emergency now. It would be even more. And it's important for them to win the war, but next year's harvest should be just as important. I don't easily give me iron farming tools.

"Relieve. I'm thinking. I'll use this guy."

I show big wings to five people. Beautiful feathers shining golden.

"Oh, it's Griffon?"

Gram trembles.

"Oh, you stole it!"

Rosward raised a loud voice.

It's disrespectful to have stolen. I just picked it up.

"What do you do with it?"

So Young listens while tilting her small neck. Soyoung is the most obedient and cute.

"We're the Griffon-sama while showing this! Isn't it a problem?"

"Isn't that punishable?"

Ron asked with an uneasy face.

Griffon is certainly good, but not God. The punishment cannot be reduced. At least I think so.

But the kids seem different. Except for Tetra-chan, all four seem very uneasy.

It is a gap in recognition caused by the difference between me and their values.

"I've got permission"

When I say that, the four have a reassuring expression.

Yes, griffons are scary, but they don't feel like they're scared.

You can take care of what it is.

"Let's go right now. For now, we're going to exchange ten iron swords and six bronze swords right here.

For now, just replace this.

What we need now is agricultural tools, but we need more.

"It's dangerous to go together. Someone wants to go!"

Gram and Rosward raised their hands.

"Let's go! Tetra-chan"

I hold Tetra-chan's hand. Tetra-chan looks suspicious.

"I haven't raised my hand."

"What are you talking about? No one else knows the geography around here. You're forced!"

When I said, Tetra-chan sighed big.

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"So I want you to exchange it."

The mayor made a suspicious look in my words.

Well, suddenly, a child who claims to be a griffon messenger exchanges iron swords and bronze swords for farming tools, and I'm wondering what to say.

I understand the feeling.

The village chief alternately looks at our sword and griffon wings.

Seems to be worried.

"Mayor! I brought a blacksmith!"

The duo run.

One of them begins to examine our sword.

A surprising color appears on the face of a man, probably a blacksmith.

This sword was brought by those who wanted to defeat Griffon. They are rusted, but they are all swords.

Can it be exchanged for farming tools? Cheap exchange?

"What do you want?"

"Yes. Ten hoes, three axes, and eight sickles."

Even though it is an iron farming tool, only the tip uses iron. On the other hand, the iron sword I brought is made of all iron except the handle.

Actually, it seems good to request more because of the amount of iron, but this is a child.

Request a few.

The village chief approves of the exchange as a result of the trouble.

It would be a good replacement, as the worsening situation would turn all iron farming tools into weapons. For there and there.

We left again, smelling that we might come next.