Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

Bridges were built at a rate that should be described as phenomenal.

Craftsmen and villagers lift the shaped bridge in the general outing and bring it to the scheduled site. Though made of wood, the total weight is considerable, and it is a total mobilization, not just for men and women.

With the suspension bridge we gave between the branches on the scaffold, we saw the craftsmen cross to the branches across the street, and we push the bridge to the branches across the street.

"Me!

The bridge moves at the same time as the hanging. Mounted wooden wheels clatter.

Once you have made some progress, now the craftsmen pull the rope attached to the front of the bridge.

The bridge that proceeded with Gung jumped out of the scaffold of the branches of the world tree and stretched over the suspension bridge. Since the majority are still on the branches of the world tree, they also do not tilt obliquely.

"Let's go. Let's go!

When I call, Billows, who admits to being the most powerful and self-serving in the village, devours his teeth and puts his strength into it.

The bridge moved out again, jumping about twenty meters from the branches of the world tree.

"All right, temporary interruption. Manager, I need support from you!

"Leave it to me!"

A long, sturdy round thickness stretched from the branch across the street to prevent the bridge from becoming oblique enters the bridge's box girder in the air. The craftsman who was scaffolding the suspension bridge and guiding Marutai returned to the branch across the street before pushing the bridge out again.

"Let's go all at once, let's go!

Billows gives a bear-reminiscent ambition, and the young Devil Bug Hunters raise their temperamental voices as they were caught. One calm Marcto was naked in his upper body for some reason.

The squeaking wheel starts to turn into an empty sound called karakara. Nearly all of the bridges went out into the air.

"Let's do it, you guys!

"Whoa!"

Under the manager's decree, the craftsmen push Marutai down in a brilliantly controlled move. On the principle of this, the other side of the bridge was lifted slightly and placed on a pedestal portion that could also be considered a receptacle for the bridge that had been prepared.

From there on, the craftsmen of Divine Speed finish it.

Secure the end of the bridge and the pedestal and install a loose slope to climb onto the slab from the state where it is forced to pass through the box girder as it is. This slope is for fixing the branches, bridges and pedestals of the world tree, and at the same time it is like an anchor to stop the bridge from falling even if it is stirred by strong winds, etc.

I don't want to see a bridge hanging from a branch of a world tree, but if that can happen, we need to take action.

Finally, the manager comes across as he takes the craftsman and inspects the bridge.

"I'll be the first to cross the bridge I've crossed myself. This is the moment I'm most happy to be a craftsman."

The manager who crossed over laughed so sunny and offered me a hand.

"Done."

"Good luck"

At the same time shaking hands with the manager, everyone in the village applauded me greatly.

Today, the first bridge was completed in the village of Tacax.

A small bridge about sixty metres long, but now the village of Takakus is to have a second branch.

As shown in the new blueprint, the columns have a sculpture with an arrow-winged pattern, and the struts, which are only decorative, are a good accent in line on the sides. Width does not reach to the extent of four meters. I didn't set up a strut this time, but I don't have to worry about falling due to the ridiculous strength of the world tree and the arms of the craftsmen of this world.

I need regular inspections though.

The unpainted wood floating bridge accentuates the soft sculpture of the Melmie work.

It's a nice looking bridge.

As I looked at the exterior of the bridge, Richay pulled the sleeve of my clothes.

Everybody's nagging.

If told and looked back, everyone in the village said with an expression that they wanted to try crossing the bridge quickly.

"We're going to have a completion ceremony on the other branch. I need you to start getting ready as we meet."

When I spoke, everyone in the village started running to public halls and homes, carrying ingredients, cookware, and a simple desk.

I see Melmie with the manager.

"The store managers should stay on the other branch first. Melmie, too."

I wouldn't have been able to calm down and talk during the construction.

"Right. Then let me go first"

"Amane hasn't arrived yet."

I go across the bridge as Melmie waves.

It's strange because with Melmie on that bridge, who hasn't changed her words and behavior but has become somewhat feminine, she looks cute with 30% more.

I walk out to the public hall.

"Rishay checks equipment for desks, etc. Teten confirms the origin of the fire in each house. I'll check the food."

"Okay."

"… Copy"

Teten runs to the village with Patapata.

I took Richay to prepare for the ceremony.

The completion ceremony on the new branches behaved like village crops and lamb bird yakitori, smoked meat and egg dishes.

Because of all the ingredients picked in the village of Takakus, the number of dishes is high, but it's not that luxurious.

However, it appeared to be a luxurious meal in the face of a wooden cage factory living in Yoinsley during a densely populated area prone to soaring meat.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a whole grill."

Says the manager as he eats the thigh cut into small plates.

It's been a long time since I've said this here. It's a matter of decades.

"You'd eat dried or smoked meat, wouldn't you?

"Oh, ram bird, coyote, dry and smoked meat is out there. It's expensive there, but we also have a lot of opportunities to eat because we're still making money from this. But it's not the first round. It's been like fifty years."

That's what I say, I look at the bridge as the manager remembers.

"I forgot to tell you, you better hurry up and show up for the tournament."

"Games?"

When I tilted my neck wondering what I was talking about, the manager laughed bitterly, wondering if he had noticed.

"It's a competition that opens every fifty years. Based on technology and appearance, the bridge will be selected for completion during the period. I can't believe you let Amane redesign it for you."

"Is that what you were afraid of?"

A bridge design tournament? I had heard of it, but I completely forgot it because of the frequency with which it was held every fifty years.

White bridges similar to the Nyattan Bridge in the town of Haratra were supposed to be the best in smashing at a tournament held some time ago.

"Now the tournament also leaves a bridge over Kanes' village. That's where Yoinsley's in a hurry."

"The sense of rivalry in the upper layers of Yoinsley remains the same."

"Beautellarm is pretty good, too. Well, that's why it's the first decision that Amane's bridge isn't answering."

There are two types of registration for the tournament: when the family builds the bridge, and when the founder clan, such as the town that will be the owner of the bridge, does so.

In this case, the Jianqiao family is me, and the owner is me, the founder of Takakus Village. I will not be eligible for selection unless I move to registration.

"Can I write to you?

"I thought you'd say that, so I brought you an application to join."

I'm ready.

The form given to me by the manager was accompanied by a letter. Cut the seal and read the contents, it says the encouragement from the Chairman of the Comatsu Chamber of Commerce.

I thought you didn't like losing to Chairman Komatsu, and it said it was because you wanted to appeal that the materials ordered at our Chamber of Commerce were the bridges used. I love that attitude of not hiding things.

They don't have time until selection day, so I wrote down my application for participation at the edge of the table where the food is on.

A month later, I left the village operations to Richay and Melmie to come to the west skyscraper.

To see the results of the bridge's design competition, which opens every fifty years.

Designated as a venue is the church facing the square of Beautellam.

"I guess that church. And there's something strange about it..."

If you feel uncomfortable at your feet and look at them, you can see that they are slightly inclined. A semi-circular square seems to be leaning towards the church.

Sounds like Piazza Campo in Italy, but the buildings surrounding the square are not so uniform under strict provisions. You can see the design of the building that is conscious of seeing the church from the square and becoming symmetrical from left to right, but there is "discrepancy" somewhat. The "unevenness" was creating a sense of life, establishing the square as only a place to relax, not a place with a strained shoulder elbow.

Perhaps the designer created this square by weaving it into something that would be "uneven."

As the designer thought, the square was littered with stalls, and people who ate food bought from stalls could be seen on the bench thinking that the stall owner had brought it in.

I bought some crepe-like food at the stall and tried it on the bench.

"Okay, here."

Something calms me down. Busy but calm down, or the realization that one of the people who make up this hustle and bustle is himself...

Yes, it feels like it's in a circle of people. I'm clutching the crepe alone in the square, but I don't feel lonely.

Shortly after I was good at it, the person I saw next to the bench sat down.

"Hey, it's been a while."

"Kanes."

Sitting on the bench, Kanes laughed with the same crepe as me showing white teeth in one hand.

"What are you almost up to? It's gonna be a tournament, isn't it?

"That's right, but the bridge is so complete, and today it's just the announcement of results. I can't help but tingle."

Return the word to Kanes and grab the crepe. It's a powdered tomato, then pinched and baked dough wrapped in sweet vegetables. The gentle sweetness is pleasant.

"This square was built when Beautellam was a town. Two thousand and three hundred years ago."

Says Kanes as he looks at the church.

"You can't imagine two thousand or three hundred years. The designer is already dead. But this is how the square stays."

"You're talking about us wanting to make things for future generations, too?

He said, "I want to make something bigger, something for future generations."

How is it different?

People recognize value. You want to make something that has been recognized for more than 2,000 years.

Because this square would not be designed for a solitary human being.

"Let's go. I'm worried about the results of the tournament and the bridge Amane built."

"I'm worried about the bridge Kanes built, too."

Stand up all together and walk out toward the church.

The church was stunning stave architecture.

Left and right symmetrical buildings, with one independent left and right tower at a time and one more tower standing around the inner formations with the altar. The ceiling is low and between the left and right towers is connected by an aerial corridor.

"From the window in the middle of that air corridor, they drool over a drape with outstanding works and the names of the bridge-builders."

"You're gonna do something really fancy."

"He said he's going to keep the drapes open for five days. The tower you see in the back is a sketch of the outstanding work so far and the name of the Bridge family. I've studied, too, and I've been to see it a few times."

That's what Kanes said and pointed to the tower behind the church.

Kanes, who had an office in Beautellarm, would have been free to take his feet. I guess I'll go after the tournament, too.

The hallway was full of participants in this tournament. He sits on a bench in the hallway and looks at a chick that would otherwise be used by the bishop to preach.

A lot of sketches were sticking out behind one of the altars. Some of them are bridges over the village of Takakus.

It would be a list of the tournament's listings right now.

"What about Kanes'?

"Second from top of right edge column"

"That one."

The description written is about one hundred and twenty meters long and seven meters wide. It is erected between two branches and supports the support branches by stretching them from another branch to support the weight.

box girder bridge, but both ends are divided into two strands. It's the edge of a special shape, like the one where the Y-shape is connected at the bottom. It is not difficult to imagine that the struts of the support branches would be stable for appearance, as they are connected to the branches.

Noteworthy would be the pattern on the slab.

It lightly burns and blackens the plates of the world tree, and charts the human flow line across the bridge with its blackened plates. If you walk on that line, you don't have to worry about bumping into those who come from the other side.

The blackened boards and the planks that remain natural and the two shades of wooden boards are also written in sketches, making the bridge look like a monochrome photograph.

Monochrome bridges on the branches of two world trees on a blue sky do not allow the fear of the bridge falling due to unrealistic floating.

A bridge pushed up into the realm of art with unrealistic shades that add to the background sky, while using a realistic method of diagramming the flow lines. I could say it was a Kaines-like bridge.

"Amane's got two."

"Two?"

All I applied for was a bridge in Tacax Village.

What Kanes pointed to was certainly my work.

It's a bridge and an event venue on top of it, built just moments before we built the village. I forgot it was supposed to be a pretty big job.

Perhaps the Founding Fathers, who have asked me to do so, offered it as a host.

In addition to the construction of a pathway to the event venue, it was accompanied by a dimension that made my back itchy, such as overlooking the design of the event venue from the top of the bridge and taking care to increase my expectations of the events taking place in the venue while crossing the bridge.

However, the tournament is also somewhat out of place because it is a tournament that sees the bridge itself. Although the selection committee members were also evaluated because they were applied, they concluded that they were not eligible for selection because they could not be separated from the event venue because they were a single shape and were contrary to the spirit of the tournament.

In essence, only the bridge in the village of Tacax is being selected for this tournament.

"- Now let's say we start where two young people with expectations enter!

As I waited for Kanes and I to arrive, the man in the host role appeared in a refreshing manner and began presenting the results of the selection.

We didn't arrive late, but the participants seemed to be holding early because they were already in place.

I sit on an open bench alongside Kanes.

"The total number of bridges now on the tournament is twenty-three. In addition, seven units were not eligible for selection. I've got some of the seven groups stuck out front."

The host man stretched his right arm backwards in an exaggerated gesture, showing a sketch of the listing.

Calm your hips on the bench and look again, the sketches are all picturesque and in a way that puts the strengths of each bridge forward.

"I wonder who draws that sketch"

Unexpectedly, Kanes, sitting next to him, shrugged his shoulder.

"I hold a painter when it comes to skyscrapers, so who is it? I used to talk to Calaria when I was in Yoinsley."

Kanes' right arm, Mr. Calaria recalls being a picturesque man.

In the order competition, Carraria's completion plan was used. Those arms would ask for a sketch.

A man in the host role pinches a little commentary on a bridge that is not eligible for selection.

"They are no longer eligible for selection because they are contrary to the spirit of the Games, but they are all works of prima facie value.

This aerial church is harmonious from everywhere. It is on a bridge and frees itself from the problem of shadowing due to the absence of structures in the surrounding area to achieve a very high ceiling.

If you look up at the ceiling from inside the church, you can enjoy the beautiful, high arcade. "

After making some introductions, the moderator returns to the main thrust of the tournament and in turn reads the names of the bridges and the bridge-builders, as well as the names of the towns and cities crossed from tenth place.

"-Then here's the announcement of the top five."

My name hasn't been called so far. Did you not even come in 10th place?

When I almost gave up half the time, the host's right hand showed my bridge.

"The expected young Jianqiao family was crossed over to the village of Takakus by one Amane, also known as Yaba Bridge!

"... Huh?

Kanes followed me from side to side with his elbow to bring me back to sanity.

No, but isn't it a little overrated?

When I panic inside, the moderator's explanation enters.

"It is a relatively short but decorative bridge.

I use a regular continuous pattern once I pass it through, but this pattern sculpture is great. It is at the hands of a double-digit young lady of age who made a cordial gesture with Mr. Amane and followed him to the village, and the soft shape has not been damaged under any light from morning to night.

Oh, participants, it's not me the MC should look into jealousy, it's Mr. Amane sitting there. Go ahead, make no mistake. "

Stop it!

Leaving me to shrink into a piercing gaze, the MC story goes on.

"This is the Arrowfeather Bridge, but we use struts as decorations on the sides.

It is a rare complete decoration for Mr. Amane in pursuit of functional beauty, but it has the role of pointing down the specific gravity of the gaze that tends to turn towards the top of the elegantly sculpted bridge.

The drawbacks of sculptures that are difficult to see at a distance are complemented by this strut, adding play to the appearance of the bridge when viewed from afar. "

Did you get that kind of assessment?

Convinced, the MC moves his right arm to make a fourth-place announcement.

"Fourth place, this is also a young bridge-builder. Monochrome Bridge over the Village of Aquas by Mr. Kanes!

"... Huh?

Kanes, you too.

Put your elbows in silence and get Kanes back to sanity.

"This monochrome bridge, the visualization of the flow lines, is carried out in a high dimension, making it a bridge that combines practicality.

Simply visible, this is unlikely to be made without grasping the flow lines of the people in the settlement present in the two branches where the bridge is crossed. It's a wonderful bridge that's both artistic and practical. "

Kanes is lit by the compliments of the MC.

As MC put it, I think Kanes' monochrome bridge is a highly regarded bridge at various angles.

That's why I cared about the bridge over third place.

"Now it's the announcement of the bridge over third place. Go ahead!"

A man in the host role rings his right hand finger and sends a signal.

Then there were the three men who went up from side to side on one altar. Each has a sketch in both hands.

Looks like I'll introduce more than three places at a time.

"- What, Mr. Friends?

When I raised my voice when I saw the face of one of the Jianqiao families who was going up to Hinagabata, my master, Mr. Friengs, as the Jianqiao family, threw his side as he noticed me and laughed.

While the man in the host role made the third-place introduction, I had my gaze nailed to the sketch on the bridge that Mr. Flengs was putting up.

"Second place, an eyeglass bridge built between the city of Salatin and the village of Kramt by Mr. Flengs!

Eyeglasses Bridge, that's what comes to mind when you say it, is a stone double arch bridge, but it's not what Mr. Flengs lists.

That's the Lenticular Truss Bridge. It is a type of truss bridge, endemic in Europe and the United States around the nineteenth century.

It is a bridge that makes trusses like lenses of glasses using steel that arcs up and down, and in the twentieth century there are architectural examples in Japan as well.

The curve drawn by the upper and lower pairs of arcs is also a bridge that gives an elegant impression, but Mr. Flengs' bridge was a step in.

"You can see that the sketch of this eyeglass bridge has a church in Saratin city and a private house in the village of Kramt on both ends of the bridge.

In fact, the width of this eyeglass bridge, the middle of the bridge, and the width of both ends do not fit, and is slightly narrower enough to go to the edges.

There is also the size of the bridge itself, a trivial range of variations that you have to notice while crossing. But if you look at where you're going as you cross the bridge. Wonder, make it a church, make it a public hall, make it look bigger and more splendid than it actually is.

The bridge, as the name suggests, is a bridge that has the effect of showing the church and the public hall just across the bridge. "

It's an illusion effect using inverse distant methods.

The Lenticular Truss Bridge gets narrower the more you go to both ends. So if we are based on a column trunk that enters our sight with the preconceived notion that the bridge consists of two parallel lines, we see the distance behind it from the church and from the public and private buildings, and it looks bigger than it actually is.

The Lenticular Truss Bridge, which in itself is graceful and slightly humorous, will receive artistic acclaim only for it, but Mr. Flengs, after considering the bridge only as a path for people to pass, incorporated the illusory effect of eliciting a sense of anticipation for what lies ahead of the road.

It's a satisfactory order.

"Now please say something from the top three to this participant."

When the man in the host role gives way to the place, the first and third place nod to Mr. Friengs.

Mr. Flengs, who nodded to answer, stepped forward and put his arms together.

"A disciple won the prize in fifth place. It is delightful in itself. But at the same time, it's impudent!

Mr. Flengs stared at me and Kanes.

"What do you do when you lose to a double-digit young man of your age? Look, it's not about the guy who's working first. It's about the guy who coaches the people who come later. Though you won't be able to beat the younger ones yet!

Mr. Friengs breaks loose when he feels a sense of crisis that Me and Kanes are approaching the podium one more step.

Along with Mr. Flengs, who inhaled his breath, the two men on the podium also spoke together.

"Whoever loses to Amane and Kanes this time swear even more excitement!

I'll meet Kanes in the face.

"... have we not been made virtual enemies?

"... let's say he was recognized as an arm that could compete for the podium."

"Right."

As I deliberately broke the air in the noisy church, I stood up with Kanes, aligning the podium and pointing fingers.

"Next time we're gonna stand there!

"Superior. Businessmen!"

The bridge design competition ended with buying words for sale.

Fifty years from now, this tournament will be held again, probably around the time me and Kanes made each village into a town.

At that time, like Mr. Frengs, I wanted from the bottom of my heart to try to bridge a bridge that didn't fit in the frame of the bridge.