Seiun wo Kakeru

After eating in the village of Mostri, the Ages continued their sailing journey again.

The wind that had previously blown down from above the river changed from one point to another and went headwind from below the river.

This slows down the speed when the sail is spread out.

Age and Fernando have never been on a sailing trip before.

Cannot adjust the subtle angle of the longitudinal sail.

Fold the sail and leave it to the river flow.

The boat, which runs on the water stream alone, slowed down a lot.

"Hey, but that was a good deal"

"Right. Fernando seems to be able to learn new architectural laws."

"Yeah. Personally, I think it was my best harvest this time"

"But why did you try us so hard?"

"I don't know. But that's all the pressure I've been putting on. There must have been some reason."

Fernando shrugs his shoulder just because he's up to it.

Age felt the same way.

It should be a dangerous one, like it could be hostile if you do it badly.

Even if you don't judge your personality right away, if you make a deal, you will build up nature and trust, and with a little trouble-related response, you will also grasp its human ability to respond, etc.

I have no idea why I want to rush this far and grasp it...

Fair enough.

Agie broke up with him, remembering the cotton stuffed in the gyu in the barn.

I got enough cotton to weave a new cloth as well as two futons.

The weave itself continues to be manufactured little by little to mass produce.

For this reason, it can be expected that in the future it will become a linen or a cotton cloth or a cloth monopoly.

Wool it, fur it, the village of Siena is a major production area.

If we can hold one of our clothing and shelter, we will also have an advantage in the negotiations in the future.

And there's a new bargaining material called iron.

The future of the village of Siena seemed bright to Age.

Age shifted her gaze forward and thought of the village of Auman where she was headed.

What the hell is it like?

In the end, the clown didn't tell us about the key things, but when it came to the village's brief information, he let us know.

The village of Auman is the only horse production area on the island.

Originally, vast pastures spread around the village.

They gathered nature and horses because it was a livable environment.

It is a great effort to capture and hand nostalgic natural horses, and there are many dangers.

The fruit was good for that.

Half of the faces in Auman village work to capture and teach wild horses, while the other half work in the fields.

In the last few years, clowns have been leaking that very good quality horses come out like every year and are very helpful for trading carriages.

However, there is no connection between this information and the prediction that it will be the most surprising on this voyage.

What awaits you after all?

Age got anxious.

"Mr. Fernando, what do you think is the most surprising?

"Yeah? Oh, is that Mr. Clown's word? Do you care?

"If they say that, I don't want to worry about it."

"Well, that's right. You can't say it's the biggest horse I've ever had."

"Mm-hmm. I care"

"I guess it's something you'll find out when you get there anyway, and you just had to worry about it here, right?

"So is that."

Convinced of Fernando's answer, Age switched her mind.

This voyage is also scheduled to end if we go around one more village.

At the end of the day, salt is exchanged in seaside villages, and the river is retroactively "soda".

When I get home, it's time to get ready for the birth.

I had as much to do.

"Whoa, the woods are gone."

"That's true. It's a beautiful meadow... there was a landscape like this."

"I've never seen it before."

Sleek hills and lawns stretched to the knees.

There are beautiful flowers by the river that I don't even know.

Sometimes spring, the blue side was so beautiful.

"Hmm?"

"What's up?

Gaze forward, as Fernando notices something.

I wonder what it is.

He stared forward so that Age could be caught as well.

The river continues as it turns just a little to the right.

On the bank of the river, I saw a pudgy little figure.

Three of those, too. is sitting

Somebody's here.

"That's unusual. Are you a fisherman?"

"You'll see when we get a little closer."

The ship moves on and the shadows gradually clarity.

One man and two women.

Is it a couple and their daughter?

The couple's years seemed slightly above Age.

The three noticed the Ages, and when they stood up, they waved.

Age waves back and quickly prepares to anchor.

The ship stops and the Ages look down at the three of them from aboard.

All three of them had fishing rods in their hands.

I can see the fish swimming inside the bottle Kame.

Looks like quite a few of them are caught.

"Are you fishing with your family?

"Oh, it's a beautiful day."

My husband answered Age's question.

He has a tough face that burns well in the day.

The splendid body, even from above the clothes, does not look like a fisherman no matter what.

Was it an occasional holiday?

And I enjoy fishing out of the family.

I imagined that.

"So it's a ship. I've never seen a ship this big."

"This time, I made it for a deal."

"Right. Ah. Fran was right."

"Am I right?

I didn't know what that meant.

Am I right?

Who is Fran in the first place?

Age runs her gaze.

When the man gave his name, the girl, supposedly his daughter, reacted slightly.

The man laughs at Age like that and whines about something unbelievable.

"Oops, Fran said you guys were coming from the river today, and this is how I fished and waited."

I waited.

How the hell did you do that?

Did the clown teach you that?

No, you're not. Fran said, the man in front says.

So how did Fran know it was coming?

That too, 'in the river'.

Usually, when people come from other villages, they use cowcars and carriages.

I mean by land.

This waterway was a way that had never been done before.

So in the villages we've been to, everyone was surprised.

Age was really surprised. Good to say stunned.

Electricity seemed to run all over my body.

Is this what Mr. Clown was saying?

Convinced, but speechless.

The girl, called Fran, was characterised by a bright red shortcut.

My eyes are wide and I'm sparkling with curiosity.

Is it unusual for a woman on this island, wearing pants, for ease of movement?

Peeping calves and arms give a sense of movement.

From what Age saw, he was fourteen or five years old.

I was still on the border with my children and adults.

Fran opens her mouth wide and smiles.

"Yahoo, Fran is Fran. What's your brother's name?

"Age...... I'm from the village of Siena. Nice to meet you, Fran."

"Oh, Agie. That's a good name. What about the old man next door?

"Oh, Grandma!? My name is Fernando.... Age is your brother and I'm your grandfather."

No words to be hung by Fernando, who groans softly and sadly.

Age observes Fran.

Whatever you think, you just looked like a normal girl.