Seiun wo Kakeru

What kind of life do villagers live and what tools should they make for the development of their villages?

It was at Filippo's that Age first went out in launching such an investigation.

Filippo is Age's biggest collaborator, except Tania.

I couldn't have built the furnace without him, and I couldn't have found the iron ore.

And it would have been hard to collect fuel wood.

That has gained a position as a blacksmith and remains the same.

I want to be as powerful as I can be.

My skills and knowledge were supposed to help.

As Age climbs the riverbank toward the logging station in a temper, we can see the air changing.

It changes from the scent of grass to the scent of the forest, sounding the sounds of bugs, birds, and beasts ripping the bushes.

At the end of the road, the bilload of rotten soil, not grass, was starting to follow.

Keep climbing the hill and your temperature will rise.

I finally get to my destination when the bottom of my fur coat is slightly sweaty and white intersects my exhaling breath.

There was a cow in front of the barn the same as last time.

Even though the temperature is mostly cold, she eats grass in the same way.

Crushed eyes capture Age and don't let go.

I'm not even a little alert.

A nostalgic cow.

My tail was fluttering.

... Speaking of which, you haven't had steak lately.

Hot steak and cow appearance overlapped Age's eyes.

Vikri, I found the cow trembling.

"I'm sorry. I'm not going to eat it."

"Mo."

Standing right in front of the freaking, shuddering cow, Age looks at the barn.

Several piers of wood were piled inside the barn.

Next to it are branched trees piled down.

The area offers a unique and pleasant fragrance of wood.

When I took a big, deep breath, my heart seemed calm.

A large object comes close, along with the footsteps that tear the grass apart.

At first, a bear of such magnitude stood for a moment, but what could be seen from among the trees was Filippo, who hung the ox on his waist and held the axe.

Furthermore, the waist is bracketed with rough rope and the trees are towed beyond it.

"Hi, long time no see"

"Long time no see, Mr. Filippo. That's an amazing amount of wood. Did you just cut it down?

"No. Three days ago. If you leave it there, the water will drain and become lighter."

Gassa, and the tree slipped along with the sound, rolling in a gobble.

You pulled it by yourself...... Awesome ankle strength.

Filippo, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, was the same size.

Nearly two meters tall has a feeling of being overwhelmed by the thought of standing nearby.

Filippo opens his mouth as the beard covering his mouth moves toys.

"I use more, so I don't have enough time to put them to sleep"

"That's my fault, isn't it? Excuse me."

"... Fine. It's okay, because the tools got better for it."

"How have you been comfortable using the axe since then?

"Very good. It's just a little inconvenient to cut down the slopes"

"It's not double-edged, is it? I'll make it next time."

Filippo, having fun, smiles with her eyes narrowed.

It was a simple grin that the intimidation disappeared like a lie.

That's sloppy.

When you smile like this, you want to make more and more of them.

Even craftsmen are human beings.

Always with all his might, Mullah can.

Few things give me a pure appreciation of the tools, and yet, I want to respond to Filippo's happy reaction.

"Now how do you cut wood and then process it?"

"Branches strike with axes, skin with sickles"

"What separates the trees?

"This"

Filippo actually does the motion to make it look.

In his hand were a hammer and a bronze wedge.

Standing in front of one peeled round too, Filippo carefully observes the tree. The air strained in an instant.

What are you looking at?

I doubt it, but I can't speak up. Filippo is pointing his whole nerve at Marutai.

Silence persisted for a while. Turning round Marutai and watching him continue to observe, Age finally had an anticipation of what he was looking at as well.

I'm looking at the wood.

Not all so-called annual wheels run at equal intervals. Some things are twisted biased, running in serpentine.

When the round thickness is fixed over one foot, gently place the wedge.

Concon con! A shallow, wedge is struck in with an unexpectedly quick move.

Change the place. A few degrees as well, the hammer sounds.

Filippo checks the location, nods if there was no problem and waves the hammer again. A shallow wedge, punched deep into it.

Filippo left Marutai after punching in more than half.

"Now I'll let you sleep overnight. If I let it go, I can crack it on my own."

"Does the cross section break straight?

"Some trees don't crack"

"What do you do with that?

"I won't cut it as far as I can. When you cut it, cut it short and separate where you can pick it straight from where you can't pick it."

"I see."

With years of skilled skill, I guess I can imagine the wood, even in a skinned condition.

Age approaches Marutai to confirm the wedge.

The shrinkage of the swollen tree due to the temperature difference would crack bakiri at a certain moment. It's a technology called woodworking.

The wedge's head can't stand repeated beatings, his head is crushed and his horns are offered. It would be the harm of soft bronze.

"My father used stone. It's my turn, the village asked me to get it."

"Stone, then it'll crack soon enough."

Simple shapes and few processes.

You can make this right away.

It's easy to do as a help to Filippo, who tends to be burdened.

You need a saw later.

It would be more efficient to confine anything that punches a wedge to something with straight wood, as Filippo said.

But this method only takes a few minutes compared to the saw.

Given the time to saw on a single tree, you will need the flexibility to change the way you do it according to the material.

There is a tool called "Ogata". It's a stupid big scarecrow used by the wood-grinding "Kobiki" craftsman who harvests wood, and if it's a big one, the blade crossing can even be about a meter.

The blade bends from the pattern and has a letter to.

Blade thickness approx. 3mm. Weighs about four kilos. Everyone would be surprised to see a stranger.

I had given the ordinary saw "Nokiri" to Fernando, but now I rarely see it, it's just a tool that's no longer forgotten, and Age couldn't remember it until now when she saw the actual working landscape either.

That's why I have to look around.

Feeling the increasing significance of touring the work landscape, Age holds tool meetings with Filippo.

Second, Filippo's gaze came off Age.

I wonder what the hell you're looking at, people climb up from down the hill.

As the distance approached, it turned out to be Fernando, the carpenter.

"Oh, isn't that Age?"

"Mr. Fernando, you've met in a rare place"

"I guess you're unusual. I come here a lot. You have to choose to procure just the right wood. I've come to see what you said today about beams and columns in the livestock."

"Which tree are you going to turn into, by the way?

"It's an oak."

Among the wood housed in the barn, it is extraordinarily long.

The wood that grew up in such a good environment, straight up, is extraordinarily beautiful.

It's awesome. It's even divine.

It may be preserved from its rarity in the Age of Knowledge.

"Is this it?... It's big."

"I wonder how long it will take me to grow up here"

"Maybe, like, 300 years."

"That's awesome. Mr. Fernando, where do you use this oak?

"Beams. The pillars didn't have to be that expensive, did they?

"Yeah, about my house is good enough."

"But you collect cows from all over the village in one place... don't be so big"

"If you need a tree, I want you to say it sooner"

"How long is it actually going to take?

"Fast and six months. Some guys take about three years from about a year."

"It's okay. You don't cut trees to match what you make, you build buildings that I found in trees."

I can feel the artisan's heart in Fernando's words.

He's a slightly more savvy guy, but he looks good in places like this.

No matter how hard you place an order, complaining, but they finish a good job well.

"And with a saw and a shovel, any tree would come and go."

Age was pleased to find that Fernando's powerful words were due to the tools he had made.

The first step in the livestock plan.

The beam material decided.