Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

Shaw left Bazaar with Rashind pulling his hand and came to the heart of Leyte.

Rashid is very uptight, but Shaw worries if the job is good.

"Um, won't Mr. Hermia piss you off?

"No, it's good. Sell your sassa and kettle and go see the ship!

Hermia just needs to be scolded later. Rashind is excited to see if he can miss the chance to buy a ship.

Shaw was strange that Racind was so uptight. Do you know you're buying someone else's ship? It's not my ship, why?

Large merchant Racindo is greeted with respect by the doorman to a luxurious antiques store in the heart of Leyte.

Shaw looks up at a doorman who looks good at martial arts and seems to have the courage to go in on his own, I guess he mistook himself for Racind's son or something and let me in with him. In fact, in his outfit as a prince and in a laid-back atmosphere, the doorman guarding the door felt like a well-known son.

"Lady Rashind, may I ask what this is for?

The antiques store owner greets Large Merchant Racindo with a hand rub.

"No, I'm here today with a relative's child."

Rashind thinks King Aslan may sell out the pot to Shaw in order to learn how to buy and sell it, and decides to let him send it to him.

If it's too low, I can't buy a good ship, so I'm going to give it a mouthful at that time.

The shopkeeper was dismayed for a moment when he heard that it was not the business of the big merchant Rashind, but he only set up a shop there called First Class in the commercial capital Laete, which does not even represent fine dust on his face.

Shaw, who was passed into a small room surrounded by luxurious condiments in the back of the store, puts the kettle he had under his jacket and puts it on the table.

"I want to sell this."

At a glance, the owner finds it to be a Garcia-baked delicacy.

"May I take a look at it for my hand?"

The eyewitness shopkeeper spotted Shaw as part of a well-known royal family, so he spoke in a polite tone, albeit a child. Take it in your hand and look at it, the owner is impressed that such a stunning Garcia grill will remain without a chip or crack.

Reminds me of the word 'Racind's relatives' in the introduction earlier, and I assume that Racind's blood is not connected.

At the same time as the pot of Garcia baking, the shopkeeper, who was at the price of the child who came to sell it, realized who he was in the way Racindo was treating him with respect.

The Second Lady of Rashid was the Lady of King Aslan. Indeed, after giving birth to the sixth prince, the shopkeeper was convinced of his identity when he heard that he had been married to Racind.

Shaw, with a pretty face with a black eye, did not inherit King Aslan's arrogant atmosphere at all, but the goodness of his quiet upbringing seemed to the shopkeeper worthy of the prince.

"May I let this go?"

From King Aslan, who is feared by the people, the shopkeeper confirms that he wants to refrain from being questioned.

"Yes, my father gave me permission."

I didn't feel deluded by Shaw's words, and I'm relieved that Racind is coming with me, so I'll be fine.

"Well, how about 30,000 marks?"

I recall Shaw telling me at Chai's that Racindo should not sell for less than 50,000 marks.

In this case, it's a promise to put it high.

Growing up in a wealthy doctor's family in his previous life, Sho had been traveling overseas with his family since he was a young child during New Year's and Basin holidays. Pull out memories of several visits on vacation, even in areas where regular prices are vague.

"We need 100,000 marks."

An expensive price of 100,000 marks pops out of the child's mouth and the shopkeeper tightens his mind that he is the son of King Arrowhead Aslan.

"I didn't think even the 30,000 mark put a high price on it. But I'd like to introduce you to Lady Rashind, and I'll pick you up at the 35,000 mark."

Shaw can't enjoy the rush, so I don't think it's for merchants. Again and again, at the 55,000 mark, Shaw hit his hand.

Lassind sighed that if he worked hard, it might mark 60,000, but I think it would be a good first deal for a prince growing up in the royal palace.

Shaw stayed calm as he drank the aromatic tea served while he wrote the check.

Though the shopkeeper thinks it's sticky for a prince, he strokes a pot of Garcia bake and calculates to sell it to the favorite for a hundred thousand marks while letting the head write a check.

"Please continue."

I don't know what the situation was, but the prince, who had been granted permission to sell off the treasure, smiled and dropped him off in hopes of coming to the store with the leeks on his back.

"Maybe they wanted to buy it?

Shaw asks a light lassind of footsteps to go buy a ship.

"Well, I'd stick a little bit more. But not as much as they wanted to buy it. From now on, when you bring out out-of-house equipment, I recommend Kinkira's stuff. They're relatively new, so they're good for selling off."

For once, Racind advised Shaw that his heart was full of ships.

"If it's a 55,000 mark, you might get a medium-sized ship if it's used. How far does Master Shaw plan to sail by boat?

Until Rasind got used to sailing, he thought he should make less money but practice around the islands off the coast, but suddenly he suggested he might even want to go mailing in the Kingdom of Iran or something.

"I'd like to go to the Golce continent any day, but first I'd like to practice sailing offshore."

It's a little early for an eight-year-old prince to board a ship, but he also did King Aslan and so on, so he nods that it's a good thing to get a little experience off the coast.

Since there was a short distance away from the harbor, Racind asked Shaw if he would like to go back to the mansion and prepare a horse or horse.

"No, if Lady Rashid doesn't like it, I'd like to call in a dragon."

Rashind cautioned Shaw to call himself as he did, but he couldn't change it more than once.

"Please call me Rashind. I've never been on a dragon, but I was hoping to give it a try. It would be an honor to have Master Shaw aboard."

Shaw was drawn to Lassind's confident attitude as a big merchant, and he says no because he hits his father-in-law, so to speak, it's hard to call him off.

"Sands, come here."

Shaw, who was unwilling to take the samurai to sell the pot to Bazaar from the outhouse, was coming at Sands a little further away.

"Uh-huh, are you leaving the palace already? Then let's take a sea bath. '

Explain to Sands, who seemed to have been waiting and sleeping, that we are going to go all the way out of the harbor.

A giant dragon descends from the sky in a bashful manner, and Rashind leaves two or three steps behind unexpectedly.

"Come on, get behind me."

Even at the age of eight to control a giant dragon, he felt unconcerned in Shaw the little one, but Rasind rode the dragon rocking his merchant soul, which also stood against the storm of the Great Sea Plains.

"Which way should I go?

When he told Shaw where the sailor he was holding himself, the dragon suddenly rose to the sky.

"Go off the south side of the harbor"

Rasind had his first breathtaking view of the city of Leyte from the sky, but in just a few minutes he reached his destination.

"Are you here?

"Yeah, you're really in no time."

Rashind admires the convenience of the dragon as he descends into the sailor's front yard. The sailor's craftsmen and shopkeepers came out surprised by the sudden visitors on the dragon.

"Sands, wait a minute."

Shaw gently jumps off Sands and offers his hand to Rashind, who is unfamiliar with dragons.

"It's okay."

Rashind came down from the dragon with a little help from Shaw, who didn't even have his own chest. I felt comfortable with my legs floating in the air for my first flight experience, but I politely thanked Shaw.

"Riding a dragon has been a difficult experience."

Shaw loves dragons, so glad you know how good they are at all.

"Dear Rashind, I was surprised to see you in the dragon. But now we're paying for the kind of ships that Lady Racindo would buy..."

The owner of the sailor doesn't have a big ship like Large Merchant Racindo buys, so he feels like he wants to scratch his head hair.

"No, I came today for Prince Shaw."

I gave my name to the owner of the antique store, but I didn't have to hide my identity to buy the ship.

The sailor's shop owner, knowing that he was the prince of King Aslan, bows so politely that his head rests on the ground. The sailor's shop owner explains with a hand rub that the prince was thinking of practicing the operation of the ship, showing the ship in stock.

"This is used, etc., but I recommend it because the material is good. The other one is easy to handle sails and is hit and put on for beginners. It's a little small around here, but it's a new shipbuilding, so it feels good to ride."

Lassind shines his eyes even though it is not his ship, and asks the owner this question. Shaw was surprised because he was bigger than the ship he had in mind.

Shaw was thinking about how hairy he was on a solo yacht.

The Sands ride, so they need some size, but Shaw was going to practice on a boat he could handle on his own first.

"I can't handle such a big ship on my own..."

Rashind and the sailor's owner are astonished.

"The prince is alone! It's a hell of a story."

Rashind and the shopkeeper convince Shaw that there are only two of them.

"You mustn't lick the sea. Because it's everyday tea and tea that the calm ocean suddenly becomes time."

"You should learn to steer the ship to the captain and crew you're used to. I don't know how to get on a boat alone."

Though Rashind the ship Love and the shopkeeper told me about the small boat, Shaw thought it would be tough if he knew he was going to leave it in the storm and evacuate it, and realized the sweetness of his thoughts when he didn't know if a dragon could fly in a terrible rainstorm.

"Do you hire a captain and a crew..."

Racind and the shopkeeper are horrified at how they have given up going out to sea alone somehow. Because if you let King Aslan's prince go out to sea alone and it's even a wreck, you can't live in the Southeast Islands.

Anyone is more at risk than going out to sea, but with some preparation and an armored captain you can do less danger. If he fails to pay that attention and risks Shaw, Rashind and the sailor's shop owner tremble feeling exposed to King Aslan's harsh gaze.

Shaw and Rashind try to get on some ships.

"I can't decide if it's a good ship or not. Dear Rashind... Which do you think would be better, Mr. Rashind?

Call me Lady Rashid and ask me to compromise with Mr. Rashid. Lassind knew Shaw's gold in hand, but decided to ignore the price as there would be plenty of equipment to sell out of the palace.

"Again, I recommend new shipbuilding"

If the merchant's son were to buy the ship independently, he would recommend a medium-sized ship that could load a lot of luggage even second-hand, but recommended a slightly smaller new ship to the prince Shaw with an emphasis on the life-saving one.

The store owner will explain the quality of the materials and the latest way to hang the sails. If the new shipbuilding sells double the value of a used ship, it will be a feast tonight and my heart will pour.

The new shipbuilding looked kind of expensive to Shaw.

"What is the price of that ship?

Fearful Shaw asks the shopkeeper.

"The material on that ship is pine that withstood the cold in the Kingdom of Laurent, so my eyes are tight..."

Shaw takes control of the owner, who begins to brag about the ship.

"I'm asking for the price. The ship's materials were described earlier."

Feeling a little bit like seeing King Aslan's shadow, the shopkeeper stops boasting about the ship and tells the price.

Two hundred and fifty thousand marks.

"Hih, not enough at all."

Racind said this negotiation was not possible for the young Shaw, and offered to take his place and began negotiations for a definitive end. As Shaw watches his mouth pound open, Rashind lowers the price to the 60,000 mark.

"I can't put a single team away any more. Master Rashid is a ghost without blood or tears. Are you going to starve me, my wife and my eight children?"

He's a crying shopkeeper, but Racind laughs that he should be making money there.

"Um, I only have fifty thousand marks of money..."

Shaw voiced horror at the two people he was discussing, saying the business had been concluded. When Rashind receives an antique store check from Shaw, he gives it to the sailor's shop owner.

"The next five thousand marks will take a moment."

"Oh, my God, it's killing me."

Even if he cries in his mouth, Shaw sighs at the owner of the sailor whose eyes are laughing at him when the commercial road is still far away.

Although we got the ship, we found that we still had a pile to arrange for the captain, the crew, the loading, the groceries and the amateur Shaw. I remember a nursery rhyme from a previous life, but there are quite a few problems.

"You can't easily float a ship or anything like a song..."

Shaw sighed wondering how many pots he could sell off later and put the ship on a voyage.