Seiun wo Kakeru

The ship moves on as it slips.

The sky continued with sunny weather and warm cheerfulness.

That's a good trip......

It's my first sailing trip, so I don't know what to do.

The weather was the only thing I was worried about, but that seemed to end in concern, too.

The sky has no clouds, and the sun shines with you.

With her hips down on the deck, Age turns her gaze ahead as she enjoys the rocking of a ship she doesn't normally taste.

The ship moves much faster than a luggage truck towed by cattle.

Sometimes it would be down the river.

At this speed, you will reach the village of Tal without that.

The view from above the ship is different from walking and cars.

The point of view was high and it looked clear.

It is roughly six months since Age's visit to the village of Tal was whether or not she would enter the autumn entrance.

I thought you were having a very intense year.

Age plugs the oar into the river.

The forest, which has been going on since we left the village of Siena, finally began to break off.

From there on, it soon becomes the village of Tal.

The population is not growing enough to cut down trees and pioneer villages.

The woods were vast, and there were villages in the midst of the woods everywhere.

In the wake of the water momentum, the surface slightly splashes up and exerts a gushing force on his hands.

When the oar is held in place, the bow gradually breaks to the right.

Fernando stood next to Age.

Its gaze is likewise directed at the village of Tal.

"Dude, it's only been about an hour. What a mess."

"When I went, it took me a whole day."

"It's about evening before we get there. This is the ship."

"Did you understand why I was loud?

"Oh, I'm convinced."

Fernando is entrusted with a deal with the village of Tal.

So I guess you know how fast and convenient the ship is.

The truck was about slightly slower than a person walking without luggage.

We arrive first thing in the morning when the sun sets, so is the village about 40 kilometers apart?

This ship will then be proceeding at just over 30 km/h.

At this rate, I thought I'd be able to get around to the next village more and more.

Age, who went the closest to the village chief's house, went to the stern and unloaded two anchors.

Dobon, and the anchor sinks with the heavy noise.

Eventually, the chains connected to the ship stretched out and rocked as big as they caught on, Gakun.

River banks are not maintained, even as they are bordered and fastened to the rope.

That's why we decided to anchor it because it could have damaged the bottom of the ship.

It's also because Age didn't know how to stop the ship where the stream was.

"No, have you arrived yet? You're early."

"As soon as this happens, the deal will move forward."

"It must have taken two days before, but this would be a day trip. It's a big deal. So, how do you unload it?

"It's..."

Age sees the banks of the river.

The ship is staying in the middle of a river with water depths.

The sighting would not lower the water depth by a meter.

During the village of Siena, loads were loaded directly on the banks of the river, but this time they threatened to get wet in the water.

"I didn't think about it. Shall I put it in a big barrel? In the future, we need each village to have a boat or make a stop."

"Stay with me. Because you're the originator."

"I'll be careful"

Earlier the good face turned around and Age mysteriously bowed her head.

After getting as close to the bank of the river as possible with a tarap, carry fur and blacksmith tools on the tarai or barrel.

I was working on unloading, and a villager arrived who noticed the ship.

"Fell! What's wrong with this!?

"Hey Giro. It's a ship I built. This deal came across the river here."

"the river... by boat... I've never seen anything like this"

Girolamo alternates between the ship and Fernando's face, and stands up without words.

I guess I've never seen a bigger, firmer ship than a boat before.

How could a decent ship not have developed?

That has to do with the saw, Age thinks.

Making straight wood without a saw is a very laborious task.

Given the hassle of making a boat bigger than a boat, didn't you feel the need for it, before the technology?

To Age to think, Girolamo bows his head.

As I thought before, this village chief has a very low back.

And very warm.

Words and smiles reassure me. He was a good man.

"Hey, I guess it was Age. Long time no see."

"Long time no see"

"Thank you for nails, hammers, etc. last time. You're very helpful. So, this time..."

"Yeah, as promised, I've got some sickles, too."

"Really? That's good. The whole village will be delighted."

It was a long time ago that Girolamo visited Age's blacksmith.

That's when Age turned down Girolamo's request once.

This is still incomplete because the villagers pointed out that it is easily lacking.

It is painful as an artisan to give incomplete things.

After that, I made various attempts and mistakes.

It grasped the senses in a wide variety of ways, including regulating the carbon content of iron and grasping the temperatures of fire making.

It is no exaggeration to say that I now know all about the iron I have made myself.

Age can confidently give the Girolamo the giraffe.

Girolamo gave people a good grin and welcomed them with all his heart.

With the hanging of Girolamo, the villagers were gathered.

Surround the Ages in circles.

I am not used to being exposed to numerous gazes.

In a more squeaky move than usual, Age took out the tools.

Whenever I take out the oxen, the sickle, the oxen, and the harvesting axe to "Rather," whoa, a big twist occurs.

When I find that the tools I've made are noticed, I feel that I'm going to run out of author profits, or that the joy is gushing up.

"Is this Tekken...... It's black, right? Is this with that rusty iron?"

"I'm used to seeing it, but I knew it was uncomfortable the first time I saw it."

"I haven't seen iron since I was born, I don't know. And if it stays damp, it won't change its rust-prone properties. It's important to turn off the water properly and let it shade and dry."

Girolamo's thoughts would be the totality of all the villagers.

Age had the villagers hold each of the tools he had taken out.

If it is a sickle, I dig up the soil lightly, and if it is a sickle, I try to mow the grass, and I confirm the sense of use.

"Ooh. Is this the rumored sickle! That's light."

"We should start with the weak old man."

"No, it's only when the young guy has it that the field can be plowed wide. So I should have this."

"You just want to make things easier. Respect your old age!

"What the fuck do you usually say to me about giving us a hard job!

Rumors of iron seemed to spread throughout the village of Tal.

Occasionally, the fight started by trying to figure out who owned it and fit in.

Everyone is desperate to get some excellent tools.

But Age can't give everyone farm tools either.

We also needed to take it as a trade item to the village from now on.

It is painful, but this time it was limited to twenty dishes.

"The candidate to own it is within the village of Tal, so I'll leave it to you. More than that, do you have any hope of wanting tools like this other than farm tools? I'll make it by the end of the day, depending on the object."

"Oh, I want Hera!

"Is it Hera? It's a small one, and it's good. Let's make it now."

I don't know if it's local. Some tools are necessary.

Age intended to effectively advertise and trade by going around the village with blacksmith tools.

They use the items that the little lady who ordered instantly wanted to cut, paste, and shape the clay again when making the baked goods, for detailed work.

The production process itself is very simple, as it simply cuts straight thin iron plates into the desired shape.

Age immediately acknowledged.

"Mr. Fernando, pay for it."

"Guys, I have work to do over here, so stay away from me. Ma'am who asked for Hera, yes, you've been beppin 'a lot. Will you stay a bit? Let me ask you a few questions about the shape and handle of the hella you are about to make. What's your name? Oh, you call me Fiore? That's a good name. And if it's all right with you this evening, why don't you join us for dinner?

"Hey, Fell, what are you doing"

"Nice, Giro. It's AC, AC."

What the hell is this guy doing?

Sighing at him, Age returns to the river.

Carry a set of blacksmith tools from the ship.

If you combine bricks, place charcoal, and prepare the bamboo, a simple fire furnace will be ready in an instant.

Finish preparing to start work at any time by arranging forge tools such as gold hammers and iron.

Fernando still seemed to speak up with no punishment.

I thought so, but apparently Napa was going pretty well.

Woman, Fiore is smiling.

I feel bad for interrupting a conversation that sounds fun, but I also break this off as work.

"Mr. Fernando, please interrupt for a moment"

"Mm-hmm. Sorry."

"I'm sorry I'm talking to you. Do you have a sample, such as size?

"No, I don't mind at all. Really, not at all. The guy I'm using right now is a tree, is that good?

"It's okay. Because I want to know the size and shape."

When suddenly she looked bright red, she apologized.

Thank you for returning it to me.

Age threw it into the fire furnace when she took out the little things that had already been plated out of the steel she had prepared.

Beat the reddish iron and extend it, chopping it with a twist.

It seems that a lot of people do the same work, and at the same time I make a few things together.

"Hey, Age."

"What is it"

Shut up, will you?

"Yes? I really don't know what that means. So could you just make a pattern?

"No, it's fine if you don't understand. I'm just drinking, too."

"Yeah. I don't know, so I might accidentally tell Mr. Adele everything."

"Stop. Whoa! He's gonna get pissed off."

"How long is it?

"enough to have a punitive munch"

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"Please."

"Oh, no. Yes... I've always thought that Mr. Adele's expression of affection is radical."

I snorted unexpectedly.

Fernando shrugs, holding the knife in his hand, cutting the spa and lumber to create the pattern.

The movement is quick and accurate.

Insert the hella you can into the cut of the pattern, the interrupt, and hit the nail and you can do it.

Fernando's measurements were so perfect that I just saw them at first sight with Chirali, but I put them in once but couldn't easily pull them out at the end.

If you're unprepared, you two work together for about thirty minutes of the thing.

Agie takes the hella she can and heads to Fiore.

"Thank you for waiting. This is your order, Hera."

"Oh, thank you. I didn't think I'd be able to do this so soon."

"I usually have to wait a little longer, because Mr. Fernando was there this time. It's special."

If this was a blade that needed sharpening or something, it would have taken more time, usually because Age makes it and then Fernando makes the pattern.

I didn't even have to cook it, so I did it so quickly.

But Fiore made some mistake, blushing and peeking at Fernando flickering.

"Oh, thank you. See you at night!

"Ah, yes. Another night?

I tried to escape and left.

Was something wrong?

I feel like I've made a deadly push.

"Age, nice support!

"I won't tell you, but I really don't know if you find out,"

"He's not leaving the village, so it's okay! Oh, this is the flavor of the journey."

Agee sighed at Fernando's delightful voice.