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

By the end of the construction of the tower, materials had arrived in the cloud-no-layer, so that the bridge could be fully constructed.

Complete the installation of the wooden cage and the preparation of the fall prevention net, and construct the bridge.

The bridge on the third branch side built a foundation of about five meters to match the height with the branches of the cloud-no-layer, before building the bridge and even creating a slope to rise to the foundation.

"Well, let's say we finally get started"

"It's like getting ready up here."

Looking around at the craftsmen doing morning prep gymnastics, the manager puts his hands on his hips and raises his voice.

"It's a shared task yesterday, as assigned. Make sure you do it in no hurry!

The craftsmen who replied go over to the branches of the cloud-no-layer.

I looked up at the sky and saw the manager moving in a wooden cage to the Yunnan layer as the site supervisor.

Clear. I can't see a cloud.

Well, shall we get to work?

"Start processing composite materials"

Well, I ordered this composite material, and I may have little trouble processing it.

Inspect the composite material made from the crust of the liquefied yarn and the branch mimic, connect it with the wire dripping from the tower and take it to the bridge in space.

"Work slowly. Confirm closely and do not fail to speak."

I'll confirm myself while I skip the instructions.

This composite material weighs quite a bit. Naturally, the towers that are hanging are also pulled on composite materials.

As the process progresses, the weight applied to the tower increases, as the cable election method adopted this time supports only the wires that extend the bridge body from the tower until an arch is formed.

Although the wire made from the yarn of the Bird Eater Spider will not be disconnected first, it is possible that the tower will lose weight and fall.

In order to prevent the collapse of the tower, a wire will also be provided in the opposite direction of the bridge body being suspended, and the tension of the wire on the opposite side will also be adjusted to the increasing weight of the bridge body.

Construction is going well. The shop in the wooden cage seems to have experience with this method as well, and it is not moving. It stops me right where I need confirmation.

"After all, a lot of experienced craftsmen can do a lot of work."

When I said smudged, one of the craftsmen shrugged his shoulder.

"That's the dialogue over here. There is no first of all a young architect who moves before we call for confirmation. Amane is a bridge-builder, but every time I see her next door before I call on her, I don't think she's like the other young people."

"I can illuminate it when I'm praised. Oh, I'm done confirming, so keep working."

"Yes."

The work on that day proceeds without delay and announces the end of the work before the sun begins to set.

Just install one bridge and you'll be working all day. Two in a day, even if the manager matches what he's partitioning for me on the other shore. It will be a long stretch.

It's ridiculous fast, considering there's no heavy machinery.

"Mr. Amane, are you in any hurry?

One of the craftsmen asks as he watches the storekeepers return from the cloud-no-layer.

"Kind of."

Mr. Kruwe, the founder of the city of Katella, contacted me.

Ugh, they're going to visit the town of Tacax soon because they want to have an important discussion about their future advancement and retirement.

The time is right. Ten or eighty-nine, it would be about an emerging village.

We at Tacax Management are gathering information, but it doesn't extend to the city of Kattera. I don't think it's a very good story because it's enough that Mr. Kruwe, the founder clan, comes all the way from that Kattera city.

I want to finish this bridge early.

Although I am cautious because it is the main fall that affects the work.

Talk to the store manager about the work after tomorrow. I'm going back to the public hall. I'm going to the office after breaking up with the wooden cage engineer.

When I saw the Tacax Town Entrance Square from the duet bridge, I saw the traveler and the bard performing their art mixed with the stalls.

"A lot these days."

Since the theatre was completed, entertainers were walking around the world trees showing off their art.

Those who want to show their art in the theater one day by name, those who solicit people to fund it and actually submit applications for use of the theater for a few days, and so on. Do you think some of them would like to join a rosace in their quarters?

As much as I appreciate it because people are starting to like and live in Takakus town.

However, it might be better to draw up guidelines in the case of performing arts in the entrance square. Looks like it's getting in the way of traffic.

Arrive at the office and I'll show my face in the office.

"I'm home."

"Welcome back"

"... Welcome Back"

Tell Richay, who does paperwork as usual, and Teten, who rarely does paperwork, to go home.

Teten seems to be working on a graph regarding the recent increasing demand for wood. I guess Richay asked me to.

Is Melmie... away? I wonder if you're snuggling around in public and private buildings to make building gear.

"Paperwork, do you want me to help?

"It's okay. Teten's doing it for me, so my hands are what's missing. It's more about the front entrance square."

"You mean the travelers, right? We need to sort things out."

It seems that thinking was the same, and Richay nodded and affirmed.

I point to the work room.

"I'm going to draw you a map showing you something like a good compartment where you can show off your art in the work room. Let's make a bulletin board and stick it out and see how it goes."

"Please."

Exit the office and enter the working room across the street.

Wake up the drawing bench and put out a map of the third branch with the survey material to replicate the map on the new paper.

Because the sun had fallen in the middle of drawing, just then I took a seat to prepare a lantern of winglights, and a door was opened that separated me from the hallway.

"Mr. Melmie, come on up!

"Welcome back"

"I'm home. I thought you had the light."

Melmie lifts the wing light lantern with her right hand. A sculpture showing two ram birds twisting both ends of a tree branch is attached to the handle.

"Did you notice? In the meantime, I tried my hand on it."

"I knew it was Melmie's fault. Oh, quite familiar with your hands and easy to hold"

There is a non-slip carving on the part of the tree branch that allows you to carry the lantern without exerting force to match the length of the handle. On top of that, they planted a reasonably good hammer at the bottom of the lantern, which stabilizes the attitude of the light source portion without being affected by the movement of the handle, and the light illuminating the perimeter does not shine at all.

"Isn't that a good job?

Mermie, who has rebelled his chest, has a high nose.

Keep the lantern Melmie brought me aside to continue the work.

He hugged me from behind. Melmie looked at the map and pointed to a point.

"This is where one Rosas performed, isn't it? Are the travelers going to climb up here?

"I think you can collect the art of watching and enjoying juggling, but the problem is you can't collect the art of listening and enjoying the bards."

"Oh, you can't hear a comedy in your right ear or a tragedy in your left ear."

Tosatoshi is not in this world.

"That's why I'm going to rethink the placement, including the stalls, to make sure the sound doesn't bother me"

"When you get more people, do you make it permissive?

"It's better than rubbing it in place."

The rubbing stage could be the office, but the bad galas refuse it as a town.

I decided on the placement with the separation in mind and reviewed the map showing the placement diagram before I got up.

"It's time for dinner"

"Teten said she's going to make it today. Richay's in charge of cutting salad vegetables."

Are you saying that today's salad doesn't come out with a bite-sized vegetable?

The next morning, a man came to the training ground as the training of the Devil Bug Hunter was arrowing a bell hung on the thread.

It's about me or Billows to train early in the morning. Both are standing in at another job during the day, which is why training time can only be taken in the early morning or at night.

So I looked back, wondering if Billows had come again this time, but it was surprisingly Mr. Raywan, the sitting chairman of one Rosas, who stood there.

"You're a little jealous of yourself as an artist."

"No, I haven't."

I can only play the simple score that Jicha gave me.

"What's the matter with you? I had some business to attend to."

"Yeah, the gig at the Tacax Theatre is over with today, so say hello,"

"Thank you for taking the time. But it's fine after the gig. Aren't you busy with something on your last day?

"Hi, it was a habit when I was a part of the journey."

I laugh back at Mr. Raywan, who laughs bitterly.

"Are you auditioning for your next gig for a while to come?

"Yes, I also took a few newcomers and thought I'd make it a neat archetypal pickle enough to play the characters even in my dreams"

Newbie, that's tough.

Is the Tacax Theatre free for a while longer than one Rosas finished his performance?

Before I came to this training ground, I set up a standing sign at the Tacax Town Entrance Square and put up a map drawing a placement map, so maybe an entertainer who lost his way will come and book a theater appointment.

Is it not in the boulder? Not even the entrance square is full yet.

Leaving the training ground and returning to the office thinking about how we should make the most of the vacant appointments at the Tacax Theatre.

Then, Richay was stuck at the desk.

"Welcome home, Amane"

"I'm home. I think I'm weak, what's wrong?

"Take this."

Mr. Richay lifts the letter from his desk with his thrust.

When I received it, the sender was Mr. Kruwe, the founder clan of the city of Katella.

Nature and tension run.

He said he would be coming to the town of Tacax shortly to discuss it, so I guess this letter says something about the project to be discussed.

For example, what is the current situation in emerging villages?

I open a letter about my seat.

Which one?

This time, I, Kurweh, would like to ask you about my plans for the Takax Church.

It's that way.

I find myself unexpectedly weak.

Were you talking about Mr. Krewe's life as it relates to his future departure? No, I'm glad to hear it.

Richay, who has returned from weakness, calls out.

"I'm surprised, unlike I expected, but it's a good story. It's quite advertising to be chosen as the venue for the wedding of the founder clan in Kattera City."

It's already quite famous, but if it was used by a clan of founders of the city class, it would be foiled. There won't be any hands that won't take this story.

The problem is the ballroom after the wedding. There is no way that a Founding Class person could have a banquet at the Takakus Town Public Hall.

"Nice atmosphere, nice place to calm down"

There should be no big banquet for drinking or singing.

"You have the right place."

Richay points in the direction of the third branch.

"Oh, the Tacax Theatre."

If you use the garden, you can also enjoy an atmospheric party in a standing meal format.

I'm glad I built it. Tacax Theatre.

"It's up to Mr. Krewe, but let me suggest it"

It's called bridging, it's called a guest wedding, I'm very busy this summer.