Seiun wo Kakeru

The saw moves back and forth making a sound with the gibberish, and the wood chips splash.

Two centimetres thick wooden slab slowly and reliably made.

At Fernando's workplace, the sound of the saw, the scratch and the fleas is constant.

The music played by wood and carpentry tools always feels like playing somewhere.

The work seemed to be going well.

Numbers are written in charcoal on the countless pieces erected.

The total number was over a hundred.

That's an amazing number, Age thought.

And the job was beautiful.

One material at a time, well lived.

It wasn't just cutting, it was a job where wood was well thought out so that the wood material lived.

Fernando looked at Chirali and Age with his eyes as he advanced the saw at a constant pace.

Those eyes are as sharp as they shoot out, and they seem to wander unexpectedly.

"So there's no way you can fit that perfectly"

"I can't do that, but try your best."

"Age, do you know how impotent you are?

"Make it a little bigger and fine-tune it"

To Age's remarks, Fernando scratched his head with gasp.

From that look of bitterness, I can see how much trouble you're ordering.

I'm sorry, I guess, but I wasn't going to give up at the same time.

Eventually, he sighs like he gave up.

Age ordered one job.

Wherever possible, it was to uniformly finish the dimensions of the water wheel.

However, completing the water wheel drawing the true circle without variation in dimensions is a little tricky.

Make a diameter frame first.

Fit the water receptacle of the water wheel cut evenly there from the outside.

That way, the size of the diameter cannot be strictly controlled, but instead it can be evenly widened.

"Basically, why don't you just turn that thing around?

"We want to make sure we don't waste as much as possible and use it efficiently."

"It's efficient. I don't know how it's gonna change that much."

"It changes. I assure you."

"I'm so confident."

Different sizes can cause unevenness in the rotating speed.

Mullahs, even small ones, surely have a negative impact on work rates.

With a modern Japanese-like feel, Age demanded a fine job.

I mean, it's highly accurate.

"But I was told..."

"It is the craftsman who responds"

"I don't know."

"Right. Is it human habit to make things?"

"It's causal business. I'm gonna make you feel bad too."

"Just what I want."

to do it, and to laugh at Fernando, Age also raises her hand and makes a grip.

Gong, and smashed each other's fists.

At a time like this, I'm glad that the same craftsmen and minds have understood each other in different positions.

So I wasn't worried about quality.

Rather, what challenges can be blown next? I was more worried about you.

The water wheel was sounding.

It's a heavy bass that echoes in my belly.

The blacksmith is loud. Various sounds are ringing all the time.

(12) The sound of sending the wind of the "fudge", the sound of the flaming bounce, the sound of the gear of the water wheel biting each other, the sound of the hammer striking.

Nature and the blacksmiths become more willing to communicate outside of words.

And when you speak up, it becomes natural and loud.

Using a hydraulic hammer, Pietro raised his voice next to Age, who baked iron plates and spreading them.

"Parents, please confirm that you are able to" interact. "

"Okay. Wait a minute."

Bend the thinly extended iron plate while holding the edge gently with the chopsticks.

Think about the axle of the first water wheel that was made, and adjust the curved surface.

Adjust the amount of carbon and bend it so it doesn't break.

The crimson, red-baked iron curved.

All right, I squealed in my heart and pulled a chain suspended from the ceiling.

The trick comes off and slowly stops while the hydraulic hammer leaves the excess.

The noise decreased and it became quiet.

"Well, let's see."

"Yes. Please. There are 20 new ones this time."

Age checks each and every one of the summarised pieces.

Since the beginning of the year, little by little Pietro has taught blacksmiths.

If it is, the amount of iron used is small, and it is easy to start over.

I will check the sharp blade.

Fair enough, that's the honest feeling.

Good for the first year.

If it is to be included in the annual contribution, the point is too far.

As a single blacksmith, I'm at a loss.

Sounds like a tough assessment, but I wouldn't be able to take the money with this.

"Pietro, do you know for yourself which one is no good?

"Wait a minute. This and... this."

"Here, here, here..."

There are two things Pietro slowly managed to get lost and excluded.

Eight more are excluded without Age getting lost.

Every time I get one, Pietro's expression gets depressed.

Kind of tough, I guess. But we need tough observation eyes to make good stuff.

"Don't be so depressed."

"Parent…"

Age stroked her head gently.

He's a kind disciple of hard work.

Even to this day, I've been working very hard.

I've been aggressively asking questions if there's anything I don't know about trying to learn at all, and Age's first job has always been to observe and try to steal technology.

"Originally, a blacksmith's skill is not a sudden stretch. It's this way that I'm forced to grow, so don't worry about it."

But I want to be alone sooner.

"It's important that we do more of what we can. The stairs can't fly up many steps. It's falling off my leg."

The up-and-coming pietro lit his face bright red.

In the first year Age learned to blacksmith, she was unable to strike alone.

That may just have been unacceptable, but more than some products are thus successful, it is certain to achieve results.

It should have been good with confidence.

"If there are ten failures, we should make it nine next. Can you do that?"

"Yes!"

Good reply.

I think you've been blessed with a good apprentice.

The fringe with people has a destiny.

This is not all you get for wanting.

I thanked the blacksmith God for the good meet-up.

"Is the parent progressing?

"Well, it's going well. It's the second time."

"It's a boulder."

"If you work out for ten years, anyone can do it."

"Really? My father, who has the same wax, and the others, have a completely different wax in the field."

"Yeah. Right. Even if you keep doing the same thing, you're gonna get good and bad."

"What's the difference?

"That's a tough question. … always come up with something."

"Is that an idea?"

"How can you get less resistance and less tiredness if you put a shovel in the soil? Those who think about that all the time are sure to improve"

"Is that what my parents do?

"Yeah. I'm thinking. How can I make it well? So I also have to think about Pietro. How can I make 11 or more good things next?"

"Okay."

"All right, let's rebuild it"

Age watched with tender eyes the appearance of a disciple holding his hands and temperament.

Honest, hard-working, energetic.

I'm sure he'll be a good craftsman.

I want to hang out with you for a long time, if possible. Agee wanted to see that grow.

For some time after that, the sound never stopped coming from the blacksmith.

Then a few days passed.

The women encouraged the development of the river plains as directed, and Fernando responded to the challenge.

Age made room to complete the iron plate on the shaft.

There were three baggage cars dropped by the river plain, each with its own prepared ingredients on it.

Age stood on the river plain and looked at the scene.

The expression is full of emotion and surprise.

No way, not so much......

The water in the river was stopping beautifully.

Various stones, large and small, are stacked and their gaps are packed in clay to dry.

In the upstream part, the lid was covered with a large wooden plate and a small dam was formed to accumulate water.

The foundation part where the water wheel is installed is evenly made of stone.

On top of it lay the foundations made of wood.

"Hey, I was actually doing you a favor, but I didn't expect you to be so clean,"

"Hey, Cora."

"What, what is it?

"You fucked up."

"Oh, it's not Mr. Fernando. Isn't it a good idea to build this foundation?

"Oh, well, my village usually works civil engineering for women."

Fernando laughs and brings out the wood.

Cut all ingredients and assemble on site.

I was due to finish everything in one day today.

"Well, Mr. Fernando, I'd like your instructions today."

"Ooh, I'll take care of it. I'll tell you not only how I treat the hammer, but how I treat people."

"That's what you think it looks like?

"Ooh..."

"Come on, let's do our best today!

"Hey, don't ignore me, motherfucker! I thought something was wrong with me!

Waterwheel construction began.

Water wheel materials are mostly completed with wood.

Holes are drilled into each part and secured by passing it through there.

Because the objects are large, they are assembled in large numbers at once.

"You're not going in there."

He said, "Hit him with a hammer and let him in."

"Why do you wear this board diagonally?

"It's better to take the power of water."

"Well, that's a strange story."

It's a repetition of the same work for a while.

The women work as well, Age thinks.

Place the bottom plate, shelf plate on the water wheel and secure it with hozo.

Connect the water wheel with the water wheel shaft with a stick called the connecting beam.

Hitting a ton with a hammer is the next part.

The work, which began in the morning, was completed beyond noon and near evening.

Meanwhile, the woman who did the work did not spill any complaints.

I moved my hand for sure as I enjoyed talking.

Is it because it's a harsh world? Everyone in this village is a worker and patient.

"This is an absolute muscle ache."

"Well, now you're done."

"I don't know how much easier it would be to work."

The voices around me are emotional, even though they say they are tired.

The finished water wheel was huge.

It has a diameter of four meters. It's as tall as looking up.

I saw it right around the corner and it was intimidating.

Age, along with Fernando and Pietro and others, lifts a raised water wheel.

That was heavy. The tree swallows into his shoulder.

Hold your breath, force your thighs, and push your arms up.

"Come on!"

"Me!

Gacon, and there was a loud noise, and the water wheel fitted on the pedestal.

"Done...!

"All right!"

"Hey, somebody chain me up and water me"

"I'll do it!

When Pietro pulls the chain, the wooden plate, which was stopping the water from weighing, is pulled up and the water flows out.

The first slightly flowing water quickly increases in quantity. It flows all at once through a ditch made of stone.

Geez, he makes a blunt noise and wonders if the water wheel has started to move, and later he spins well.

I hear it in the blacksmith, too.

"Whoa! Wow."

"Pietro will see it every day"

"No, but I never really looked at the water wheel."

"Well, it's outside the blacksmith, can't you see it if you don't turn to the back"

"And this is bigger than a blacksmith."

"The blacksmith's are top-mounted, so it's easy to help."

The tip of the axle of the water wheel is cranked, and the tip is equipped with a hammer.

A pedestal prepared under the hammer makes a sound with Don, Don and is slapped.

"Oh, now you're tanning"?

"So now you can beat straw or untie hemp. It's not good."

"Shouldn't we be making felt with this, too?

"Me, I'll bring the ingredients! Because of this, and I need to try it!

A villager who saw the hammer move, wondering if he had run alone, follows us one after the other.

The only three left were Age, Pietro and Fernando.

"Something's so popular."

"No, I didn't think there'd be any more repercussions either"

"That's all you've been admitted to."

Under the sky, which is getting stained at dusk, the glittering Fernando and Pietro.

My face will probably be the same, Agee thought.

The water wheel will undoubtedly be the main force in the future.

But I didn't think it would be more favourably accepted.

I thought something would come up that says it's better because I'm more accustomed to doing it by hand, or that it's more of a hassle to move around.

If this were to happen, future increases in waterwheels would soon be granted.

I've got a lot of facilities that I can think of right away.

It's time to concentrate on the blacksmith of the main business and make more.

The development of the village is also important, but my main position is still that of a blacksmith.

At his next rally, Age decided to suggest he concentrate on blacksmiths.

The sun began to set and we were to report that the waterwheel had been built.

Let Pietro return first and head with Fernando to the village chief's house.

On the road, we discussed various improvements to this one.

Blacksmiths and carpenters, there is often overlap in what needs to be done.

I never ran out of stuff to talk about.

"So, a child must be made."

"That's right. Looking forward to seeing when I can give birth already. I'm just thinking about making a bed now, getting an euthanasia chair, and what's good with kids' toys, when I get home."

"We're still a long way off."

I can see Fernando's bitter smile, but I can't stop with all this.

I can't help but look forward to having my own child.

Did my own father or mother feel the same way?

Reminds me of my father in a distant world, in a mundane moment.

Alone, how are you doing?

By the way.

"What is it?

"In the meantime, what's Age-kun gonna do?

"What?

"What, it's about Nani. It will accumulate. Various."

"Ah, oh. Is that a story downstairs?

I didn't know Fernando would tell the story below.

I was uncomfortable just because I usually have a lot of calm attitudes.

Fernando doesn't care much and keeps walking without changing his attitude.

"That's right. Actually, you won't be in trouble if you're pregnant."

"I'll be patient."

"Can you?

"Because we slept together for a few months next door and you didn't get your hands on it. I can afford it."

"That's awesome. I would have definitely got my hands on it. You can't say that and cheat on me."

"I won't."

"Then I'd love to. If you have an affair with the village code, you will be executed."

"And is it the death penalty"

"Yeah. Tie it with a rope and bury it in the swamp."

Imagine and be relieved.

How much on earth will it suffer, such as burying it alive?

That's not all.

Age now realizes she has no idea what the village code is.

Until now, things have been going so peacefully that such things have not become a problem.

The only disturbance I had was about when I built Reversi.

"But maybe I, while I don't know, am I breaking the code?

"I guess it's okay. If I'd done it normally, it wouldn't be a problem. If you protect me from killing, stealing, deceiving, or offending, if I apologize for anything, we'll all forgive you."

"Oh, really? Tell me as soon as you notice. I don't know much about it yet."

"You can ask Tania just in case. Because there's no such thing as a tough decision."

I'm finally relieved by Fernando's words.

Regardless of the fine code, basically if you live up to your common sense as a modern man, you don't seem to have to make a big mistake.

I see the village chief's house.

But the atmosphere is different than usual.

"What is it?"

"I don't know. Two carriages. Besides, one of them belongs to tax history. What can I do for you at this hour?"

"Something tells me you don't like it."

"Oh. See how it goes a little"

Two carriages stop in front of the house.

I guess it hasn't been long since we arrived.

The carriage had a horse attached to it and stood idly by.

If you come closer, a tall man will be in your eyes.

Franco the tax collector.

I had a bitter memory of Age's chest.

It was my first negotiation, and it was all a memory of being in the lead.

The carriage in front was covered with a front, and there was a gold embroidery.

It was an eagle's crest. He spreads his wings and looks ambitious.

Age and Fernando come closer to home, hiding themselves.

On the wind, I heard a conversation.

It's the voice of the village chief, Bona, and Franco.

Bona's voice was stinging, but even with such a response, Franco had a cool look on his face.

What kind of requirements do you have at a time like this?

"Hey, I was hoping to keep my promise the other day."

"Promise?"

"Yeah. You told me to bring people over, didn't you? It was tough. Convincing the lord to let people out."

I remember having such a conversation during the last negotiation.

Age follows her memory.

Sure, Bona was saying no to Franco about coming to their territory.

And he wants us to set up an environment where we can focus on development.

Currently, Age is undoubtedly in a state where he does not devote all his efforts to blacksmithing, for the sake of the development of the village.

Because is it something that really brings people over?

"Because it's a promise. I brought you five. Now I make progress with my work, and I get more tax revenue. You have more to do. Of course, they're here. Please limit yourself to helping with the blacksmiths."

"... are you serious?

Surprised Bona's feelings were understandable to Age.

What the hell is behind this action?

Is it something we should do until we lower our own city's tax revenues?

But, unlike his disciples, it did not feel good to put a human from another village into a sanctuary called a blacksmith.

I'm a little worried that I'll be able to welcome you in a pleasant way.

Franco was full of confidence.

Answer straight, with a good sounding deep voice.

"I mean it all the time. But apparently, the village has changed a lot. When did they build a building like that?"

"... not this winter."

"Hmm. That's great. And for what purpose on earth?

"Livestock hut."

Bona was irritating.

If observed in this way, it will again give the qualities for tax increases.

But we haven't achieved much yet.

"More than that, if you brought people in, I wanted you to say it in advance. We don't need to be ready to entertain them, and we don't need to arrange an empty house."

"I could have let one run first, because they were so far on foot. Because it's dangerous to run without guidance."

"Mike!"

Mike came out of the house to answer Bona's voice.

Mike's eyes are daunting. He didn't even try to hide his hostility, he was staring at Franco.

"Show them to the empty house where they're going to live in the village. It was on the south side of the village?

"That's where Pack used to live. Clean it up and you'll be able to live there soon."

"Try to separate them between men and women."

Copy that.

"No, no, thank you from the bottom of my heart for the quick arrangements. Ladies and gentlemen, please get along."

In the words of the tax collector, all the members of the village of Siena who were on the spot floated in tannic surfaces.

Everyone felt the air chilling and straining.

And everyone had a hunch.

- This commotion is going to be pretty rough.