164 ② Assembler and luggage truck

"Asta, did you really not realize that I was a girl?

That's what Lara-Lew said, looking exhausted from the bottom of his heart.

"You were a normal girl, no matter how I looked at you! Hey, Sister Raina?

"Yeah."

"What about Sheila-Lou? You were aware of that, weren't you?

"Yes, you didn't look like a man"

"Li-Sudra - wasn't there yet?"

"Yeah. But just when I arrived, the people of the south looked angry and were about to leave the back of the stall. I'm sorry, but you only looked like a young daughter."

Nothing. You don't have to feel sorry for Li-Sudra.

I wish I was even ashamed of my uncertainty.

It was after I finished all my work and returned the stall to Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

Therefore, after a while we had to squash our time, we hissed ourselves in the alley between the inn and the inn and repeated the same question from earlier.

No, a question, or no longer a pickpocket.

By the time the boy and the girl left, Jomtien was already near, so I had to head to the Xuanrong Pavilion immediately, and I couldn't even get time to get pickpocketed like this.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, I didn't have to take that time forever.

"It's really hard to believe! Then it's natural to get beaten up! I'm so worried, I lost it!

"Don't worry about it. I've already been punished for my sins."

A few hours have passed since then, and my left cheek was still groaning. I swear to my heart to stop using chits for dinner today because I'm probably out of my mouth too.

"At least she was an older girl than me, wasn't she? Wow, I'm pissed off just imagining if I fit that eye. It's such an insult to the women."

"That's why I was just caught up in the fait accompli that there were no exotic women in the boarding town. Lara-Luu, 'cause you've never seen a female Jagal or Sim in a boarding town, have you?

"It doesn't matter, does it? There can't be a boy with such a beautiful face."

"I wonder. You know, I think Sin-Lu and all that looks pretty."

I got hit with a lever blow.

Truly, it is a day of treading and kicking.

And it's sad that all of that deserves it.

"Hmm! I knew I was a girl and I thought you were putting it under my nose! Keep your face close to the wind. Come on. Didn't they praise the dish for being delicious and not Asta or Mandarin?

"Don't be silly. At that stage, I thought he was a man, so I couldn't stand under his nose."

"Oh, if I'd known it was a girl, I'd have put it under your nose? Hmm, I shouldn't have told Ey-Fa."

Stop talking about it, because it's usually the worst time for us to show up - or something like that, and I'm like, "What do you think I'm doing?" The husky voice echoed from behind.

Looking back in a chilling sweat, Ai-Fa, who held Gilr's reins, stood in abruptness against the backdrop of the people crossing the street.

"You kept me waiting. I couldn't hunt for Gibba today, so I decided to set a trap a little farther away."

"Yes, I'm fine! You'd be tired of hunting, I'm sorry, huh?

"It doesn't matter.... So, what's going on under your nose?

"Yeah, there's a steeple under my nose called People, and when they poke me there's not a single human being!

"... that's interesting," he responded, "Ai-Fa's eyes had been so suspiciously narrowed that there was no more.

Before Lara-Lew could say anything extra, I told the women, "Well, good luck today!" I decide to keep my head down.

"Ai-Fa's here, so I'm going to go get my luggage. Rayna-Lew, that was really helpful today. Thank you very much."

"No. Lending people is a deal that was exchanged between the Fa and Lu families, so naturally. … and it was a fruitful day for me."

I asked Raina-Lou for help, not Lara-Lou or Li Sudra, when it came to my job at the inn. Even if Lara-Lew and the others had a day's head when it came to stall commerce, my outlook was perfectly correct that the cooking technique was better than Rayna-Lew's - and she showed me how to work more than Vina-Lu from day one.

"Vina, until my sister's injury heals, I'm supposed to help, so please start tomorrow."

There was a really sunny smile spreading on the face of Raina-Lou, who would state it that way.

Raina-Lou, greedy for mastering technology, feels a lot more leveled today alone. I couldn't help but forbid the samurai trembling.

"Mm...? What can I do for you?," he said, raising his voice to the lid that Ai-Fa was about to pour.

That's how I give a surprise to the figure who entered instead of I-Fa, too.

"Schmiral? What the hell is going on?

"Asta... Asta, please, there is"

I feel some subtle discomfort and I run a little closer to you.

The identity of discomfort was the voice of Schmiral.

There was always a rushing sound of shortness of breath mixed with the deposited voice of Schmiral.

As I approached him, I could see a snug sweat on the black side of Schmiral.

"Excuse me...... I ran, so I breathed, I ran out. Good to see you, Astas."

"What's going on? Is there something urgent?

"Yes.... Me, Moribe, going, is it possible?

I was stunned.

Schmiral's black eyes look around at me and the women standing behind me.

"... Vina-Lou, I'm worried. Me, seeing you, is that possible?

"Are you saying that you want to come out and pay tribute to the injured Vina-Lou?... Schmiral in a settlement by the woods?

"Yes."

I lost my word and looked back at the women.

Lara-Luu has a slightly tight face and ears to Raina-Lu.

Rayna-Lew eventually advanced her legs to my side with a deep expression of contemplation on her young face.

"East man, I am the next sister of the main house of Lou, a man named Raina-Lou. You said Vina-Lou's, your sister who split the blood."

"Yes, I, Shmiral-Dj-Sadumtino, head of the Chamber of Commerce" Silver Pot "

"You're Schmiral. Got it.... So, Schmiral, why are you worried about Vina-Lou? To you, what is Vina-Lou?

"It's nothing. Just worried, that's all."

"Vina-Lou's friend, doesn't that mean?

"Yes. Street food, sell, buy, that's all. Friends, no."

"Really......" Raina-Lou lays her eyes down softly.

"Unless you have an evil idea, you are not prohibited from entering or leaving a settlement by the woods. Visiting Lew's house is also your freedom. However, it is up to our parents to decide whether to invite you into the house as a guest."

"Yes. I understand."

"Now let me tell my parents and Vina-Lou your words from my mouth. Are you sure you want to reply tomorrow? With the pardon of our parents, we will guide you to the settlement of Luu."

"Yes. Thank you. I, thank you."

Schmiral thanked Raina-Lou by combining his fingertips into a strange shape.

Rayna-Lew smiles all the time, with a quiet face.

"I don't know why you, the exotic, guide yourself so far to Vina-Lou, but as a family member of the same house, I would like to say thank you for your generosity. See you tomorrow. … Asta, we beg your pardon"

"Yeah. Be careful and go home"

It was a much more childish impression compared to Sheila-Lou and Ama Min-Lutim, but I was impressed that you could handle it better than me when it came here.

So the women go out on the street, and on the spot, only me, Ai-Fa and Shmiral are left behind.

"Schmiral. I can't believe you want to pay Vina-Lou a visit. - That's a lot of thought, huh?

"Yes. I was worried. But like this, Vina-Lou, I can't see you, I didn't like you."

Still, it was an unexpected event for me that Schmiral would come to think of it that much.

Though I meant to understand that Schmiral seemed to have only thoughts about Vina-Lou. But as I said myself, the two were just a relationship between a stall customer and a seller, and I think they only exist enough to count that they exchanged personal words.

Moreover, Schmiral was not even a people of the west, and three days later he was in a position to leave Genos, so he didn't even think he wanted to develop that relationship.

But - maybe even now Schmiral didn't want the relationship to develop or anything like that.

I just want to go see him because I'm worried. Wouldn't that word be everything?

It's not rational, he just wants to see me - maybe he's just moving with that emotion.

If I had thought about that, I would have been stared at by Schmiral with a terribly calm look.

"Asta, I won't bother you. Don't worry, it's not necessary."

"No, nothing annoying at all - it's just that the head of Luu is a forest chief, and yet a very temperamental benevolent. That's all you need to be aware of, because people in the woods and people in the east will think differently."

"Yes, thank you"

Then Ai-Fa, who was silently watching what happened, calls out to Schmiral, not to me.

"This may be the first time in the last eighty years that the people of the east wish to step into the woods, etc.... You are the man who asked me to protect Asta during the Sung family commotion, the people of the east. That silver hair looks familiar."

"Yes. It's me, Schmiral-Dj-Sadumtino. You, Parents, Ai-Fa, right?"

"Mm-hmm. It's Ey-Fa, the head of Fa's house.... Unless you touch the forest code, the people of the forest will not try to harm you. But remember, if you break the forest code, you will be punished stronger than the laws of Genos."

"Yes. Okay."

Schmiral visits a settlement by the woods - I never dreamed such a day would come.

I feel unhappy, anxious, and restless about anything.

"Schmiral. If Lew's parents forgive me, let me accompany you tomorrow, too. I'm the one who knows Schmiral best, so I think it would be more convenient."

"... Asta, annoying, don't you?

"Not at all, it's not annoying. I was wondering how Vina-Lou was, too, so I was just fine."

As I smiled, Similar narrowed her eyes with joy.

"Then you'll excuse me today. I'm going to have to go to the assembly store and pick up the luggage I ordered."

"Yes. Thank you. Tomorrow, I'll see you at the stall."

"Welcome and thank you every time. Then I'll leave you, Ai-Fa."

"Wait. I need to ask you some questions before I do."

"Huh?"

I look back at Ai-Fa, wondering if his questioning with Schmiral was not over yet.

At that moment, he grabbed his mandible with strong force.

On a round-trip basis, Ai-Fa looks at me all the time.

"... what the hell is that wound, Asta?

"Keys, scratches? Wouldn't there be a scratch anywhere?

"Don't deceive me. My lips are cut off, and my left cheek is red. Would that be a trail of someone beating you up?

Ey-Fa's eyes burn suck, and as he does, my mandible squirts too.

"How did you end up with such a wound? Did you do another unscrupulous imitation out of my sight, Asta?

"Ouch. Ouch! My jaw crushes! I didn't do anything unscrupulous! There was a slight mistake and I just got poked at the end of it!

My jaw hurts, and Ai-Fa's face is too close.

To me today, this distance was too irritating.

Last night - while my chest was stirred by different thoughts, I held Ai-Fa's body in my arms. The hot plush and blinding sensations at that time were not as forgettable as they would have been in about half a day.

I = fa have been kicking my leg since I pulled my mouth tied and freed my mandible all the time.

That way, that face, which, as usual, turned puffy, appeared to be just a little red, but there was no room to confirm it.

No - I mean, if I checked something like that, I wouldn't have felt like I'd be stuck too and have wings that would turn my face bright red.

I still want to avoid such an embarrassing imitation in a crowded afternoon round trip.

"Now if you'll excuse me! Schmiral, I'll see you tomorrow!

"Yes," nodded Schmiral, with a kind glance when he did something.

Kindness, like I'm very happy with something - and yet, like celebrating something, it was a very loving look.

As a result, I was suddenly induced to be ashamed, and I was supposed to have blood on my cheeks.

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The woodworker's shop, known as the assembler, was in the south of the lodging town.

It's a bungalow building with high ceilings, with different kinds of wood stacked all over it, and maybe it's more right like a workshop than a shop.

That, in a dusty workshop filled with the smell of wood chips, I was supposed to give an exclamation.

"Heh! This guy is a fine thing!

A huge luggage car, pulled from the back of the workshop with a gobble.

It was an admirable substitute.

"Well, as a one-headed luggage truck, it's the biggest, and the sturdiest one. If you don't treat me like I'm unscrupulous, you should be able to spend five or ten years."

The master of the assembler was a magnificent man who seemed stubbornly craftsman.

Around forty years old, he was about my height, but he had a thick physique, and the color of his skin was yellowbrown. I'm just wearing a cloth waist roll and leather sandals, and then I'm naked.

Around, similarly dressed western people cut wood with scarecrows, combine it, and punch in metal parts. Apparently, not only does this workshop undertake the production of luggage cars, but also woodworking furniture such as cabinets, desks and chairs.

"At the top of the month, however, is coming to inspect the wheels. If you don't mind stuck in the middle of the road, well, except for the story."

"Once a month, right? I get it. Thank you."

"... I don't have the courtesy. I'm just telling them how to treat you right so they don't complain later."

The master of the assembler shrugs away as he pulls his inertially stretched brown beard.

Thanks for not having very good feelings for the people by the woods, but commerce is about to break with commerce. Its Buddha top surface is reminiscent of Milan-Math a while ago, so it was more approachable to me.

Either way, it's a luggage truck.

The luggage truck or the front carriage itself is in shape.

Four wheels are attached to the square body and the roof is covered with a large cloth front.

Sizes include length 4 meters, width 2 meters, height 2 and 5 meters.

On the front there is a simple obeisance, two long rod-shaped plates to connect to the tototos, stretched.

The front of the cloth was arched and a peek inside was supported by eight wooden beams curved like ribs.

Although it is basically made of wood, metal is also used for essential areas. Is the V-shaped iron plate stuck between the axle and the body of the wheel a suspension perhaps? In the very simple construction, I can feel the ingenuity and functional beauty of the craftsman.

It is a luggage truck that we see all the time in Inn Town.

But this was the first time I've seen it so close and close, and it's new and perfect, but it's touching again.

Eye-Fa, who stood in my place, also had his eyes slightly wider just now feeling uncontrollable in curiosity and admiration.

"If you look nearby, it's this big. How many people could this ride up to?

"Except for one of your tables, there are between five and six of them. However, when putting more than three people on board, keep it down to a fast walk (hello). If you're unscrupulous, Totos will crumble better."

Then, well, it would be possible to fit up to the weight of the iron pot and ingredients and put four ladies on board. Though this luggage truck alone is likely to be over a hundred kilometers long, the power of Totos is a big deal.

"... so this is the belly. Remember how to attach it so we can adjust it ourselves. When I use it, the leather starts to grow and sag."

Saying, your father started wrapping leather bands around Gill's round torso.

My father looks up at Gill's face a little bit.

"Hmm. No matter how dear Totos is, the first time I put on my belly, I show a reluctant bare gesture - maybe this guy is Totos, who has been pulled from his luggage before?

"Oh, yes, I haven't been able to confirm it properly, but it should be"

If Totos, who escaped from the Camus disguised as the Chamber of Commerce, was right, he should have been pulled a luggage car by then. I didn't wear a belly and a snag at the time of discovery because it came off while wandering through the woods - or maybe before Totos was poked and killed by Gibba, and around Camus cut his belt and let him go.

When I let the fittings attached to the left and right of that belly belt cover and tighten the two sticks stretched out of the luggage, there appeared Totos, a luggage puller familiar to the Inn Town.

Gill remains a pungent face, but this is quite a brave figure.

I didn't miss the fact that I'm secretly proud of myself.

"And then there's the leather whip. I can't reach Totos from your stand, so beat him instead of kicking him."

And your father will give me the right item.

When I say whip, it's not a stringy one. It's bar-shaped like a horse racer would use.

On a grigi or some kind of tree, it must be made of leather. It is about 2 cm thick and about 1 meter long, with a small calcaneutical stuck at the tip.

"... what is that? You can't beat Gill with something like that, can you, Asta?

And Ai-Fa drops in on me with a slightly strange look on her face.

While checking on the leather whip, I said, "Huh?," he looked back at you.

"Yeah, well, I'm gonna let you slap me. You'd have heard the explanation with me now, would you? Instead of kicking Gill in the leg."

"If I get slapped, would Gill hurt?

Ey-Fa's eyebrows finally hang in a swordswallowing sensation.

"No, so instead of kicking me with my feet, there's no more pain than kicking me with my feet! Right, right?

All I'm saying is it's natural, and your father's nodding too.

There is no change on the top of that Buddha, but I get a little whimpered wondering how I feel about the outrage of the folk Ai-Fa by the woods.

"If you slap it so hard it hurts, Totos will run wild. Beat the same spot as when kicking with your feet, with the same force applied and subtracted. These guys have such fine feathers, then it won't hurt or itch."

While explaining it that way, your father slapped Gill's ass in the palm of his hand.

His eyes narrow again.

"Hey. You haven't stamped a baking mark on this totoss?

"Baking marks?... Oh yes, you haven't pressed"

Speaking of which, I feel like Camua said Totos has a custom of baking marks as proof of ownership.

"If you don't have a burn mark, you won't even be able to prove it's your tototoss when it's stolen, will you?... Well, I don't know of anybody who gets their hands on the belongings of the folks by the woods, but if you go to the Totos store, you can talk about five red copper coins. Keep pushing it now."

"... What is a baking mark?," and now the disturbing sound begins to mix with that voice, Ey-Fa.

"Ya, baking marks are burning marks with baked iron. That way, you wouldn't even missee Gill with the other Totos, would you?

It would be very bad if the anger of Ai-Fa turned on your father, so I rushed to get an answer.

Really, I = fa said, "No!," he twitches.

"You don't have to imitate like that to make me see Gill wrong! I'll never forgive you for burning marks!

Because of the many times they call me names, Gill begins to stretch his long neck strangely and turn to Ai-Fa.

Suddenly, Ai-Fa held his big head with both hands, poking his eyes at me, which had become the epitome of anger and sorrow.

"... you won't forgive me?

I turn to my father as I sigh.

"Um, it seems that this totoss was also used by the previous owner without a baking mark, but isn't that something else that would touch the laws of Genos?

"Such is the freedom of the owner. You just lose money when you get away or stolen.... However, it is courtesy of other Totos riders to mark the reins and bellies easily understandable. It's not usually a baking mark, it's an ornament like that that distinguishes you from a person's toss."

"Is it a landmark? I see."

After nodding, looking back at Ai-Fa, my mistress was snuggling around the inside of the skin cape.

What was removed from it was a familiar necklace, joined by horns and fangs.

Ever since I started doing business, Ai-Fa's harvested horns and fangs no longer need to be replaced with copper coins at all. It was so intrusive to put all of that around his neck that the excess was supposed to be stored in the inner pocket of the cape.

So, when Ai-Fa removed three horns and fangs from it, he connected it with a new leather string and began to wrap it around Gill's neck.

I see - that the hunter gives away a healthy raw wish for his family, is that it?

Gill's gender is unknown, but there is no difference in being a member of Fa's house, so it could be a reasonably thoughtful gift.

Ai-Fa has satiatedly distracted his chest from Gill's neck since then.

"Is that good enough for you?... I won't tolerate baking marks, I will."

"I hope you understand. I'm not complaining. I didn't realize you were overprotective, Ey-Fa."

"Weird," he responded, still relieved that he was able to avoid the danger, and Ai-Fa slaps Pompung and Gilru in the neck.

"... you're crazy people, not at all," your father snapped.

I was a little surprised by the sound of that voice, and I looked back - my father was grinning bitterly, wiggling his brown hair.

"I thought you were awesome like a rough guy, you know, like a kid. They're really hard to understand, people by the woods.... hey, you guys are opening a stall in this lodging town, right? I spend most of my day in the store, but I hear rumors, right?

"Huh?"

"Before this, even the people of the castle got caught up in the blade wound shack, right? But the people of the woods who committed the great crime were slaughtered and laid down by the same people of the woods?

I lose my words unexpectedly.

That's what my dad's been looking at me for.

"Until now the people by the woods have been forgiven for their sins by the men of the castle. Whether to make a scene all over town or break a stall - on the contrary, it was a reputation that killing people would not be incriminating. So all of a sudden it's the noise of the past. Perhaps you've been confined to the men of the castle?

"I don't think the word" limited, "is right. However, even the people by the woods are clean western people, so I think they're just getting back to normal that the laws of the western kingdom should be respected properly."

I didn't think I could suddenly ask such a question, so my reply turned out to be a lot worse.

"Hmm.... do you guys have any intention of abiding by the laws of the capital?

"I do! Or very few people by the woods who had broken the laws of the capital, and now all of them have been cut off or are waiting to be cut off!

Zazz-Sung and Tay-Sung are already gone.

Zulo-Sung, along with Diga and Dodd, is a prisoner.

And the others...

"Ah...... but we are planning to have a deliberation with the castle people on how much punishment we should be punishing for the crime of vandalizing the grace of Morga Forest. They were only obeyed by the original chief's orders, so we want to be at ease..."

"Forest grace? Oh, there must have been a law like that. Such a thing would be a law made just for the people by the woods. People in town don't even get close to the woods where Gibbs is."

My father waves his thick palm as he says it looks like a pain in the ass.

"So I don't care about that story. What matters is your relationship with the castles. The people of the town cannot resist the men of the castle. If the man in the castle says white, so does the black one.... Still, the people in the castle rarely come out of the stone walls, so they're still not involved in our lives. The problem is, the people in the castle are allowed to walk all the way through town - that is, the people by the woods."

When I realized, Ai-Fa was standing right next to me.

Father, with a somewhat more vigilant eye, looks around at Ey-Fa from top to bottom.

"Until now, there have been no people by the woods who look like assemblers. So this is the first time in my life that I have spoken properly with the people of the woods.... Hey, what the hell are people by the woods?

"Whatever - I can only answer that the people by the woods are the people by the woods. Live by the woods of Morga and hunt for Giva, that's the job given to us woodland people"

"Yeah. That's a much tougher greeting. It's very different from the mess you just made."

To his father's words, Ai-Fa makes his mouth a letter to.

Father laughs again at the childish expression.

"Well, that doesn't really matter to a less human man like me either. I'm sure there's another feeling in those people who keep their shops on the boulevard and stick their faces in the woods all the time - for now, I just hope my business partner isn't a big liar."

"Yes, I think we'll have to prove our innocence in future actions, too."

"Then shall I ask you to pay the price of the goods, according to the laws of the capital? Minus 50 white copper coins in the advance, 70 white copper coins in the rest, 7 white copper coins for leather whips and bellies, and 77 white copper coins at least, customers by the woods."

That being said, your father showed his white teeth with pleasure.