81 ~ Middle-day ~ ① Lutim's Friends

I played face-to-face with Camua-Josh, the day after that.

We were supposed to visit Rutim's settlement in the morning.

To the entity, I and I-Fa can no longer handle that barbaric old man.

I've been rebelling last night's barbaric conversation in my head as I strive for a settlement of Rutim further south than the settlement of Lou.

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"Why do I have to open a shop in Accommodation Town?!?

"That, of course, is for the people of the woods to gain more power and richness."

"... I have no idea what the causal link is to opening a store"

"Why not? Even though Asta was born exotic, isn't she part of a fine settlement? I wonder if your enrichment is directly linked to the richness of the woodland?

"That's not true. Where one of me has grown rich, it will not be returned to the settlement. Fa's house has only two families, me and I-Fa, so we're the only ones who can get rich."

"Yeah? What does that mean?

So I preached to him that the people of the woods were a clan whose ties were deepened by blood connections.

And I'm sure you're aware of that, but there's virtually no such thing as "commerce" by the woods, so it's almost impossible for wealth to come and go between humans who are not blood tribes.

But Camua's smile doesn't disappear.

"I can't accept one thing right now. So, you don't care about someone with no blood connection, do you? Do you think it doesn't matter what happens to the people in the house if you're both happy?

"That's a polar theory. Even we have friends and acquaintances. But once we're rich, it won't be restored to those people, will it?

"If you have a monopoly on wealth. Like some chieftaincy people."

Around here, Ai-Fa was already totally about to become a hunter's eye-catcher.

That would be so. Even I'm going to explode with suspicion, although not with anger emotions.

"Hmm. As an extension of the public discourse, I've only presented a flashing proposition to my head, but you're showing a much disproportionate rejection."

"... that would be so. As an extension of public discourse, the story is too flattering."

"I wonder. Though I think it's a pretty good idea to flash. It's not that hard to open a shop in Inn Town."

Saying only swallowingly, Camus lowered his hips, which were about to rise, and stroked his bearded mandible.

"Okay. Let's explain it in an orderly fashion. The first thing I thought about was the value of Giva's meat."

"... meat value?

"You guys sell giva horns, fangs and furs to feed. Then why don't you sell the meat?"

"... no one in town would eat Giva meat, would they? The people of the woods are scared as" Gibba Eaters. "

"Only the people of Genos are afraid. The travellers and the humans who have migrated from the strange lands are just dragged by that impression"

"So..."

"So I ask, is it right that the people of the woods are scared as" Giva Eaters "? Is that a pleasure? Is that something to be proud of? If so, it is also understandable that people in town certainly do not want to know the delicacy of Giva's meat. You can forget my story.... but if you don't, you don't know why you don't sell meat."

The objection that it was this past month that Gibba's meat could have become such an object - would not have made sense at this time.

I do not think there is a law that fangs and horns should not sell meat to sell.

"So you want me to open a butcher shop? You really think a business like that would work?

"Suddenly you won't be able to sell it. So first we need to let you know how delicious this meat is. That's why I suggested we open a store in Asta.... not a butcher, but a cook."

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"If it succeeds, Giva's meat can be a commodity. If I can find out how delicious your food is, I can rewrite the incorrect information that Giva's meat stinks and tastes bad. So if Giva meat becomes a product that can be exchanged for copper coins, your success will be restored to the woodside, too, right?

Camua even looks like she's having fun.

Really, that's the kind of look I'm interested in.

"Giva fangs and horns can only be for one head or so white of copper coin at best. Fur, too. As a reward for hunting with your life, that's too much.... I've never liked that before."

"But - that's how the forest people have been living by the forest for eighty years. I'm going to do something that's going to smash it right now."

"Asta. Excuse me, but maybe you haven't had that many months since you were still welcomed as a forest folk? I asked everyone I know in Inari, but I've never seen a foreigner in a woodland outfit before."

"... then what do you say?

"You're just suggesting the possibility that maybe you're more neglectful about life by the woods than I am."

Laughing at the garlic, Camua said so.

"There's a lot of pride hanging around my neck as a hunter. And the Lew family is such a large family member. And it goes without saying that the Sung family is offering a bounty.... Well, has Asta ever interacted with those other families?

No.

But how is that supposed to make this guy guess?

"The answer is simple. Because I know that if I knew the general life of the people by the woods, words would not pop up that would deny abundance."

"General - life? But I can't believe you're not even a forest folk."

"I don't. So this is just speculation. If I'm wrong, I want you to deny it."

Ai-fa, don't answer.

It's just - those burning eyes made me feel, like they were filled with a passion other than anger.

"Many forestside people only try to eat Aria and Poitan because they only have that much wealth. It is a small part of them that have the kind of accumulation of Ai-Fa, and many of the people are abject to poverty. It's not pure poverty, it's really poverty. So, you can't even buy aria or poitan, and few people eat all of Giva's meat and die prematurely - I'm guessing. That's what I came to the conclusion by integrating the information I've collected so far in Accommodation Town with the information I've actually taken to the woods and collected in my eyes. Is this perception wrong, Ai-Fa?

"... a family with power lives in abundance, and a family without power lives in poverty. That's normal."

"Is that an interpretation that means that there are people by the woods who only eat meat and die prematurely, and some of them starve to death without even getting that meat?

"... and I was raised to live strong so that I wouldn't"

"You were raised because you were in danger of doing so."

I wonder what.

I wonder if Camus, who is not even a folk by the woods, is better able to go through the inner sentiments of the woods than Ai-Fa, who doesn't really interact with other houses - I even remember that illusion.

"Some scenes are easier to see on the outside."

Camua was still smiling, but the look on her face was changing again.

He narrows his drooling eyes a little and laughs loosely. What comes to mind in those purple eyes is a terribly clear, old philosopher-like light - this guy is such a nagging guy.

It was as if, like Ziba-Lou, he had a meticulous eye.

"The people of the woods are a clean clan. I forbid you to harvest the grace of the mountains of Morga in order to protect the fields of Genos and not starve Giva - is there an agreement? It was an incomprehensible thing for me to be vulgar to have people who would starve to death to keep such unilateral promises. Besides, even if you spend your life hunting Giva, the price is one or two copper coins. I don't think such a life is right. Forestside people deserve a richer life."

"But... the wealth that you possess corrupts human beings. That's just like the Sung people..."

"I wonder if that was because it was wealth gained from a path that had nothing to do with my power or my will to live. At least, I don't look like someone named Ai-Fa or Donda-Lou is corrupt. For example, would she abandon her job as a hunter with more fangs and horns for a hundred heads in the eye-fa necklace?

You won't - if I = fa.

Even Donda-Lou, I don't think he will.

Especially the Luu people, hunting tons of giva every day with all that, just buying a little vegetable or buying a little ornament for their daughters, and there's no other sign of wasting their wealth. There are no signs of neglect of my job as a hunter. I just keep hunting Gibba and putting my pride on my chest.

And I was - I was remembering Sin-Lu.

I have to feed as many as five families on my own, take that boy.

Of course, if you rely on Lew's family, you won't starve to death.

But he tried to protect his family until he got his hands on a dangerous' sacrifice hunt '.

And if he was born as thin as the house of Fa, not the family of Luu - to feed as many as five families, he doesn't even have to hunt for Giva at the rate of one or more heads every two days to get a number of arias and poitans.

"I don't know. Is my opinion that the people of the woods should be richer only out of line for you?

"But... still... in my eyes, the people by the woods don't look like they're living an unfortunate life"

An unknown number of women to be seen on the water field, or brave men heading to the woods in small numbers.

Even without interaction, there are many opportunities to see such people if you walk outside.

They all had bright, strong and clear eyes, even though they were not as good as the people of the Lou family.

No matter how poor or discriminated against, I don't think they're unhappy people.

"It looks like it to me, too. The people of the woods are a truly proud clan.... That's why I wanted them to live a rich life."

That being said, Camua wrapped that strange glance around the back of her eyelids.

And the next time I opened my eyes, that face had already been revived with a neat smile to the very beginning.

"But well, I've just spoken of the thought of the occasion, too. I'll leave the rest to you. [M] It is you who live by the woods who decide the end of the woods! Push us down the path we think we're right.

"... are you really going to insist that's what's on your mind in this place, you?

While I was caught in an inexperienced passion, I stunned the floating face of the camouflage.

"You probably knew at yesterday's feast that I was the cook - so this is how you had dinner for the purpose of making sure my cooking arm from the start...?

"That's a nagging view.... I just don't deny seeing people eating giva meat frantically at a feast and getting the idea that if it's so delicious, you should sell it with horns and fangs."

It didn't look bad at all, Camua said.

I'm confused.

Maybe Ey-Fa, too, is confused.

What the hell is this guy?

"And it is also true that I gave you your dishes and was convinced that this flavor would allow you to fight in the Inn Town.... but I wonder if my mood doesn't matter at this time? The important thing is, which is the right path for the forest people?

Tattering the long cloak, Camus rises fluttered.

"Whatever, whatever path you choose is your freedom. You can always visit me whenever you want to hear a little more about me. I'll be sitting in an inn called Kimmus's Tail Pavilion until the 15th of next month. When I visit the woodland again, I'll drop by. - If you will accept me."

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That's how we decided to visit Gazran-Rutim.

I visited him with the prospect that he would be the most honest, just, and flexible thinker of all the people by the woods I know.

It took a lot of guilt to visit the groom on the second day of his newlywedding, but he still welcomed us in with pleasure.

"Three days before and three days after the wedding, it is Rutim's gesture that both husband and daughter-in-law may take time off from work. It's such a pleasure to welcome you as guests."

He even said those words, but I still feel like an interrupting bug.

But - to be honest, both I and I-Fa had totally boiled their heads down.

It's impossible to cook a human being named Camua-Josh by ourselves.

That's why we spent an hour and a half each way visiting this Rutim settlement.

I don't see any squares like Luu's settlement. However, there are only five large houses densely packed in one place. I've visited several times before the wedding, it was already a familiar place for me.

One of them visited a large building and we were led indoors. Jomtien still had time, so it seems that parent Dan-Rutim is still asleep.

We talked to Gazran-Rutim as accurately as we could about our conversation with Camua-Josh, without covering it up.

I don't need abdominal arts or anything like that on this person, and I don't even want to rely on it from the start if I need something like that.

Gazran-Rutim was a calm face all the time, didn't ask extra opinions or questions along the way, and just listened to us quietly to the end.

At the end of the day, it was released from his mouth.

"It's a really amazing story," he said.

"To date, there would have been no human beings in the capital who tried to engage the woodland in such a way. It's amazing."

This was not a hall, but a private room for Gazran-Rutim and his wife.

Ama Min-Rutim took her seat off and there are only three of us in the room.

"What do you think? How do we take the word of that man named Camua-Josh...?

"It's up to you how you take it. But if you want to know how I'm going to take it..."

There's no such ridiculous story.

But if you could have said that, maybe it would have made it easier for me and Ai-Fa.

But the reality was heartless.

"- It actually makes sense to me," Gazran-Rutim said clearly.

"Really..."

"Yes, there is no law that Giva meat should not be replaced with copper coins, and to do so you will need to make sure you know what Giva meat tastes like. And even in the story that people by the woods deserve a richer life - I agree completely."

In Gazran-Rutim's eyes, there was no stray.

If Camua-Josh had been such an eye-catcher, I might have jumped at his suggestion without one or two.

But that's all I have to say.

original personal qualities, as well as.

Because Gazran-Rutim is a people by the woods, and Camua-Josh is a inhabitant of the stone capital.

"Does my idea that too much wealth could corrupt humans - after all, become an insult to the people by the woods?

"No. If you are a person who knows the depravity of the Sung family, it is natural to think so first. But isn't that the same story as Hanba-gu?"

"Ha, is it Hamburg?

"Yes. If you don't feel like disciplining yourself, you might drown in its flavor and weaken your teeth. If the medicine passes, it becomes poison. I can feel the same wealth in Hanba-gu."

Gazran-Rutim smiles quietly.

"For example, when we moved to this woodland eighty years ago, many of our people should have been in poverty. I have heard from Ziba-Lou that many human beings died in the fight against Giba-Lou and from hunger, without all kinds of weapons, without knowing the habits of Giba-Lou, and forbidden to harvest in the woods."

"... Yes"

"But the ancestors lived in the woods with pride and eventually mastered the ease of hunting Gibba. They succeeded in buying steel with its fangs and horns, in buying pots, in buying food, in buying cloths and in setting up a life like this one today. If you are in the house of Lou or Rutim, you are now allowed to gain wealth that cannot be used only by arias, poitans or everyday objects, and also to have more different foods and ornaments of the ladies. I don't think it would mean that richness is the path to decadence if you knew about a painful eighty year old life like Ziba-Lou and you felt happy with it."

All I could say was yes.

My feelings are gradually made clearer by the words of Gazran-Rutim.

I don't know about the i-fa listening to him quietly next door.

"... this is, for example..." Gazran-Rutim gives an even more thought-provoking voice.

"When Asta is successful in the lodging town and even Giva's meat can be replaced with copper coins - only Lew's family has so far mastered the technique of blood drainage and demolition from you"

"Yes."

"If that wealth could be so vast that it surpasses the Sung family today, wouldn't it still show that hunting for Gibba is the right path to a rich life?

I'm stunned.

Gazran-Rutim smiles all the time.

"I don't know the thoughts of that person named Camua-Josh. It's just that there's a verse that the person is looking to depress the Sung family. If I were him, I just thought about what I would think - what the act of selling meat would bring to Sung's house. But to get to the idea, you need to know in advance the truth that only Lew's family learned the art of blood loss and demolition."

That's about it, maybe the guy's already figured it out.

It was more surprising and shocking to me that Gazran-Rutim got to that idea than that.

"You are... you are an amazing person, Gazran-Rutim. I couldn't go that far."

"It's not amazing. All I can do is spin my thoughts and hunt Gibba."

That's how Gazran-Rutim stared back at me with that straight eye.

"I just don't know that person directly named Camua-Josh. You can't trust a human being you've never even met face to face. You're the only ones I can trust, Ai-Fa on Asta.... How do you guys take this story?

Corresponding was Ai-Fa.

A blue eye in strong, intense light sees the honest side of Gazran-Rutim.

"I cannot speak of an ideal as great as yours. Whatever future comes, I don't think it's that easy for the Sung people to regain their aspirations."

"Yes."

"But - if Me and Asta can bring a little grace to the woods by making a decision... I don't think I can be that proud"

"... is that right," Gazran-Rutim smiled.

That's how you look back at me.

"I agree with Ai-Fa, but after all, a human being named Camua-Josh is too good to know. I don't think we're going to get into this until we can make sure there's some pitfalls in his story."

"Right. I think that would be best," Gazran-Rutim nodded loudly.

"I = fa. Asta. Visit this house again whenever you find the right path for you and need the power of Rutim on it. You are not family, but as trusted friends, Rutim's house will open its doors at any time."

"Yes. Thank you. Thank you very much."

I almost unconsciously offered my right hand, and I rushed to pull it in.

"Excuse me. In my country, there's a custom of holding your hands together to show friendship, but there's no such custom around these woods."

"Hold hands, hold each other, do you?

Gazran-Rutim offers his right hand as he leans his neck in a hurry.

That big, powerful hand as a hunter, I shook with all my strength.

The same amount of power returns all the time.

"Asta. Your power may have been far more powerful than I thought. But I want to drug your presence."

That's the last word we're going to leave Rutim's house.