Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

March 10, 7450.

Early morning.

It's an unpleasant day for dark mornings.

I was in front of the finest inn in the city of Dasmog.

"Then I'm coming."

Speaking of departure greetings, I kissed Mizuchi and hung myself on Uranus' throat.

I will have to go to Wang Capital again from now on for the report that I have completed the dragon exorcism.

The companion is the only Zulu who watches a carriage loaded with the relics of a bright blue dragon head and kingdom aristocrat.

Mizuchi also returns to check for magic items (magic items) in Darbin and Tankur.

At the moment, we have found one or four magic weapons, four magic shields, three sets of magic metal armor, and one apart from the fact that the magic leather armor did it to black yellow balls (Black Topaz).

Of these, all of the protective equipment is equipped with ten items that seem to be available to members of the slayer (Slaters) remaining in the territory, such as small knives and spears, but four weapons that do not have members who used them, such as spears (Pikes) and swords (Graves), spike swords (Rapiers), and battle sticks (Flails), are placed in carriages to sell them out in the Wang capital.

"Go away. Be careful."

Mizuchi, who was still holding his hand even when I rode the horse, let go, regrettably, of saying so.

"Oh."

Will I see you next week or next week?

It's a sunny day, I hate to keep the horses running, but the sooner we hurry, the sooner we'll see each other, and the more time we spend together.

"Zulu"

"Ha."

As Zulu munched into the horse, I let Uranus walk, too.

For this reason, all the demonic stones obtained in both villages, Darbin and Tankur, when combined, will be in an incredible number, so we paid two demonic stones obtained from a relatively large demon to the killer (Slaters) who participated in this one, and the rest to the Royal Army, the Black Yellow Balls (Black Topaz), and the original inhabitants of Darbin village.

Well, not to mention just two, a superb demon stone of over 1 million Z. if sold.

Both Ralpha and Guine made me look like a hockey.

It should be noted that I have recovered all the gear I can still use from the bodies of the Dabus army, and I have decided to do it to the Royal Army and the Black Yellow Balls, unless the cash is too expensive to be found.

March 11, 7450.

Port town of Carneri.

"Hmm. Is this what this is all about?

"This is... hey... what do you think?

Alec and Cell were in conversation with the blubber at the side of a small building like the East House set on a cliff that climbed the harbor.

From here, you can look down at the new large pier at the harbor, and you can see the sea to the other side.

For this reason, it would be the best place to watch the public commissioning of the Fuji.

They all look toward the sea with their hands on their foreheads, with a sinister look on their faces.

"Is it because the wind is weak?

"Maybe...... But isn't this place much different from above the sea?

The two hairs have been blown by the wind, and their all-back hairstyles, fixed with perfumed oil, are starting to flake.

At the end of the day, they saw six ships.

In addition to the larger ships, there are five smaller ships.

So far, it's like escorting a big ship.

"It's late."

"It's so late, the sea demons... what do you think?

The large ship has three sail columns (masts) standing, two triangular sails (jibs) about half overlapping from the leading sail column (foremast) to the tip axis (bausplit), and two vertical sails are also stretched up and down the middle sail column (main mast) and the rear sail column (misen mast) to receive wind.

The first sail pillar (foremast) can be fitted with a horizontal sail, but today it remains folded from the time of departure.

Five small ships only have a single longitudinal sail, and their area is also quite small.

"Tuna can swim at 10 knots an hour or something, right?

"Well, the cheetah runs at a hundred kilometers, almost as if the human speed was 36 kilometers an hour. But when you chase the bait to escape, you'll swim there fast, and that's the demon with you, isn't it?

The ship is moving offshore.

I'm not sure how fast it's coming out, but it seemed to me that all ships were going at about the same speed so far.

"Oh?"

"You're crooked."

The direction of travel was slowly changed so that a large ship would arc to the right.

Then only two of the small ships that were proceeding with that ship turned right as if they were to follow.

If you observe closely, the larger ships seem to be quite attached to changing the direction of travel.

Conversely, the smaller ships have changed their direction of travel since the larger ships began to bend in that direction immediately.

It should be noted that the remaining three small ships have changed course to the left so as to fall apart.

"Oh well, if you ask me. Then the demon can also get the highest speed at about 100 meters at most, right?

"Come on? I don't know that far. What a monster."

Today was the first day of the public commissioning of the Fuji, the offshore navigation demonstration vessel they are viewing.

"You want a telescope..."

Alec, who meditated on his left eye, shrugged as he put his hands on his right eye, making it look like a telescope.

"I ordered it the other day because I can't do it until next month. So far, Chris is the only one with a telescope..."

Likewise, cells with a handmade telescope in one eye are told to blur.

The inauguration of the Fuji is scheduled for the first day of next month, and the public commissioning, which tests the left and right swivel and the upwind performance, must be completed by the end of the month.

Alec and Cell only strongly propelled the construction of the Fuji and were very interested in the first public commissioning.

"It's hard to make a telescope."

"No, if it's okay with a regular telescope, it's not that hard. According to Chris, he's taking a lot of time to sharpen his prism."

"... Prism is not just a convex lens."

"I don't. For some reason, the only thing you can get from the labyrinth right now is convex lenses."

The sea off Carneri, which is now in operation, is a very well known area that has been used by Carneri fishermen as a fishing area for hundreds of years.

Naturally, the depth of the water is not the only local fisherman who does not know about the direction of the wind and its strength due to the season.

East and west are fully known waters extending over ten kilometers, north and south, and possibly four kilometers or more, and there are rarely any demons in this range.

I can say it's great for public commissioning.

"So what's Chris's telescope..."

"Oh. There's no prism, and Chris' telescope is upside down."

"Can't you make crystal polish..."

"I need to be useless in Zarazala."

Was the Fuji able to catch a good breeze, which seems to have accelerated a bit?

The smaller ships, although slightly delayed, also saw a slight increase in speed.

However, because of the different sizes and numbers of sails, they are gradually starting to pull away from the Fuji.

"Yeah. I know it upside down."

"Chris says there's nothing in the way of a mountain of trees on the ocean, so if you know the depth of the water, it's fine."

"Heh. Is that what this is about?"

"Oh. That's what it seems..."

In a few minutes, the Fuji and the others went quite east.

I don't even know the shape of the sail if I stare desperately at it with a telescope made with my hands.

I could barely tell the extent to which the white sails were stretched.

"Hmm?

"Whoa!?"

"Did you fold the sail?

"Looks like it."

Ahead of the two of them, barely visible, the Fuji folded all the longitudinal sails that were stretched on the sail pillar in the middle (main mast) and the sail pillar in the rear (misen mast).

Now only two triangular sails (jibs) remained from the foremast to the tip (bausplit), and only this jib was about to change the direction of the ship.

"What are you doing?

"Come on, I'm late for bed, so I hardly heard from Chris."

Slowly, but surely, the Fuji turned to the west as the two twisting necks watched.

Upper deck of the Fuji.

Using a wind speedometer shaped like a small wind watching chicken, Chris was measuring the wind speed facing east, which was towards the stern.

In this time of year, there is often a good easterly breeze in the waters.

They make it a simple wind speedometer by measuring how long a thin thread tied to the propeller's rotational axis can wind up.

"... three, one... three, two... three, three... three, four seconds? A little weak, but good."

The shaft of the propeller had as many as five rounds of wound yarn, but the shaft was not very thick due to the thinness of the yarn itself.

The little hammer that was tied at the end of the yarn is turning as it coincides with the rotating axis.

From above the bridge, which was integrated with the bottom of the main mast, Chris looked around at the sailors waiting for instructions on deck.

They have paid for tree branches the same height as masts and have been practicing sail lifting and lowering assuming all things this past month or so under Chris's guidance, using a practice mast shaped the same as masts.

Of course, we practice on actual ships on windless days.

He had grown into a fully usable sailor, although he hadn't reached both satisfying moves for Chris.

Chris peeks into the telescope as he finishes measuring the wind speed.

The telescope was lowered from her neck with strings.

He looked up over the main mast, which stood beside him after a short peek.

There's one sailor standing on a small scaffold, looking west.

Chris and his eye-catching sailor said, "Keep the blue flag! Looks fine! scream."

The first boat to break up was lined up on a public commissioning course and was waiting so that the Fuji would not go the wrong way.

Chris snorts loudly at the sailor's words.

When I grabbed the bridge handrail with one hand, I slapped the handrail with a wooden stick held in my opposite hand.

Elongated telescopes lowered from the neck shake heavily.

"Come on, guys! Finally, the time has come to demonstrate the fruits of practice. This Koushiuntain will be watched by His Royal Highness Prince Alexander and His Royal Highness Prince Stoles!

From everywhere on the deck, I said, "Whoa!" A prestigious reply springs up.

Confirming that, one sailor was forced to send a signal of initiation to a small ship drifting in the rear of the starboard side.

The boat slowly begins to accelerate when the longitudinal sail is raised, which was quickly folded.

"Then we'll start with Jive and Staysail, and we'll go from Lower Spanker!

Looks like Chris decided to tension from the two triangular sails on the bow and the longitudinal sails at the bottom of the misen mast.

Put your hands on the clock's demonic props fixed to the bridge.

Expand all sails from a completely folded sail and give them the highest speed.

to measure its time.

And breathed heavily in.

"Number two (two)!

Chris struck the wooden stick on his wrist again, screaming the first word of the hanging.

"" "Pull Six (Six Heaves)!" "

The sailors scream out loud and pull the rope.

For this reason, it is merely Chris' hobby that the hanging voice is in English that makes no particular sense.

I'm just transferring the traditional hanging voice of the Earth's sailboats as they are when they sail.

The sailors joined forces and began to retighten the sail, although the motion remained somewhat unscathed.

A small boat that was following trailed through Fuji.

"Oh..."

"Ooh..."

As Alec and Cell watched, the Fuji, which only drifted slowly for a while, then moved to slip.

It can be seen that the folded sail was re-stretched once in the distance.

"Hmm. Fine..."

"Isn't it fast? This."

Far east, the Fuji, which looked like a bean grain, began to accelerate significantly as it headed west.

It accelerates with each increase in the number of sails stretched.

And shortly after putting up the lateral sail, he started pulling apart the boat that had been accompanying him late.

You can tell me you're totally catching the wind.

And then we passed the cliff where the two stood between us.

"I was drifting earlier, and you said Sancho was away, right?

Without taking his eyes off the Fuji, Alec asked Cell.

"Oh, that's what I hear. Were you counting the hours?

Cell to reply, but when the Fuji began to move, it was he who told me to measure the time directly to the front of this cliff.

"No."

"Sorry, I forgot too."

"I can't help it. That, how fast is it coming out?

"I feel like I saw it, like, 30 kilos?

"Is it that fast? Well, I don't know either..."

For this reason, the speed of ships and planes is not kilometers per hour, which is commonly expressed in knots, but because Chris is not used to knots as one person except Chris, units such as knots and nautical miles had been rounded off badly that Chris wouldn't mind kilometers per hour.

It should be noted that the speed at which the Fuji can be delivered is whether it can reach a speed of 30 km/h even if it is in the best condition according to its performance.

Besides, I can tell you that because you are pregnant with a wind problem, it is not possible to continue to get that speed out for a long time.

Normally, given that days of sailing would extend to many days, speeds of five to six kilometers per hour are a good place to reach cruising speeds loaded with cargo.

However, the maximum speed of the small ship accompanying the Fuji is less than 15 km/h.

I can say it's fast enough.

March 13, 7450.

Before noon.

I was just a little annoyed in one of the two round rooms of the Royal Castle Lombertier.

The prepared tea seems to be very upscale, and even I, the bean tea pie, was of a quality that satisfied the taste and aroma, but I'm tired of drinking three glasses.

The promised time that the King (the old man) was asking me yesterday when I reported the dragon exorcism has passed by more than an hour ago.

Damn, what are you gonna do with all this time loose?

I'm keeping you waiting outside the gate. Even Zulu won't be surprised if he starts rowing ships.

There was a knock through the door.

The service I was holding back behind me gently advanced and opened the door, drooling my head.

It was... what a king (old man) he came into the room in his fine clothes and flipped around.

Behind it are two women following.

Because of that, in addition to my appeal that I rushed to the report immediately, I hated it, and it's nothing but fine clothes, plain clothes that are unlikely to match this place.

"Hey, I'm sorry I made you wait. I hear Associate Baron Forcaine got sick."

Oh well.

So you came all the way out here, the biological parent?

Thank you very much.