"We can buy all the stock in this warehouse, can we?"
"Oh, if you don't mind my keeping, buy me as much as you like!"

　At Ray's words, the man says so with a big smile.
　It takes a lot of time and effort to make a domesticated leaf, but if it sells, I don't think that much effort will do.
　Moreover, it would be even more so if you could buy it at a much higher price than I expected.

(Marina negotiated, for the time being. Have you made much of it?)

　With such doubts, Ray keeps his leaves in a mistling.
　The man watching the scene is simply amazed at the sudden disappearance of his tame.

"Yes, that's great..."

　That's all I say.
　Familiar with such reactions, Ray finishes storing his leaves instead of smiling proudly.

"Now, next... Come to think of it, what's the temperament of the horse you've sold me in this village? If it's too rough, it'll take some trouble."

　Nevertheless, Ray doesn't seem to be bothered.
　Even if it's a rough‐tempered horse, he'll never go on a rampage if he's by Seto's side.
　Horses will understand the difference in status as living things.
　That was evident from the horse's capture from the cavalry.
　But when Ray asks such a question, the man replies that there is no problem at all.

"If his temper was violent, he wouldn't be a gentle-tempered horse, and he would be quiet and friendly."
"Well... don't help me,"

　If you have a violent temper, you have to place it near the set, but if you don't want it, it's easy to deal with.

"Well, the village chief must be glad to have sold his horses and carts." He said he bought me more than the market price."
"Really? ...if Marina has decided so, I have nothing to complain about."

　Ray is completely in charge of the negotiations, so if you say you bought him above the market price, I can only assume that he did so for some reason.
　Marina had an overwhelming advantage over the village chief in terms of negotiation, since several men who had gone to see the women bathing were to be caught on guard immediately.
　If she had made such a decision in that situation, Marina would have done so because she thought it was OK.

"More than that, brother," Is it true that your brother is going out with that marina, or with many other beautiful women?"

　The man asks so the moment Marina's name comes out.
　Marina was the Dark Elf, who was in charge of negotiating with the village mayor, and her beauty deserved attention.
　That's so much so that even the man's wife, on the contrary, can't take notice of it.
　And, unbelievably, there were two other beautiful women around Ray who were comparable to Marina in different directions.
　If the story I had overheard a little bit of from the man was true, Ray in front of the man had all three of them in his possession.
　As a fellow, I couldn't help but ask Ray...

"Well, I don't know,"

　Ray himself only makes such a mistake.
　When the man hears it, he tries hard to get the story out of Ray, but eventually he can't get the story out of him and arrives at another storehouse where he keeps his hands.

"Oh, Jols, have you heard of the tame?"
"I'm listening. I'd be very happy if you'd buy me a pet. Oh, and I heard that the bread was about to start baking, so he asked me to come when I received my feed."
"Oh... That's too early." I thought it would take a little longer."

　Ray looked a little surprised and impressed by the man's words, called Jols.
　But Jols proudly speaks out at Ray's appearance.

"I don't mean to say that women in this village, including my mother, are very sensitive to making money. I suppose you're a good customer to them."

　Jolus was wondering if he was a good duck, but he wouldn't say it's a good duck.
　If you say that, it would be terrible to offend Ray.

"Well, I understand what you're talking about. and the bread is better as it is, and I will store it here very quickly."

　Tell him so, Ray puts the leaves in the hut in the mistling really quickly.
　Naturally, Jols was surprised at how Ray looked.





　After leaving Jols's waiting hut, Ray was in a square in the middle of the village.
　There is a savory aroma of bread around, which stimulates your appetite.
　The village square seemed to serve as a meeting place, attracting many people.
　There are also several stone kilns available to cook at festivals in the village.
　Now, all the women in the village are baking bread there.
　No, most were baking bread, but some were making other dishes.
　It's just like making a bunch of stews in a huge pot big enough for a few kids.
　Naturally, the laymen will buy this stew and other dishes, too.
　The stew, rich in a variety of vegetables, has a visibly stimulating scent around it.
　With the savory aroma of bread baking, we could eat up all the food here in this situation.
　That's how Ray thinks... but immediately shakes his head.
　The reason I asked this village is to have them prepare meals to eat on the move, not to eat here just because they are hungry.

"Oh, you're here,"

　Perhaps she noticed Ray's condition, but a woman in her 40s, who was talking to her friends while cooking, approaches her.
　The woman's voice is echoed by others to Ray.
　From women who are considered younger than Ray to women who should be called old women... many women were on the spot, but everyone liked Ray.
　After all, I think it's largely because they promise to pay firmly.
　Originally, it's still time to work in various fields.
　Nevertheless, the fact that they are baking bread at the request of the Lays, and the men are preparing to sell various things to the Lays... all to make sure they pay for it.
　It was Marina, not Ray, who actually negotiated the matter.

"I heard that bread is ready... but is stew better?"
"No, the stew must be stewed a little more." Of course you can eat it as it is, but you want to eat a delicious stew anyway, don't you?"

　If you say so, Ray can't say no.
　In fact, if you're asked whether you'd like to eat delicious or unsavory food, the answer is obvious.

"All right, then I'll come back to pick up the stew later. And what about the baked bread?"
"Oh, look. It's lined up there."

　She pointed to the table.
　It was packed with bread and contained in a wooden basket.

"Can I have this basket here?"
"Oh, I don't care," If you don't mind such a basket, I want you to take as much as you want."

　Nearly thirty loaves of bread are contained in a wooden basket.
　The reason why the size of each bread itself varies slightly is probably because when we bake bread in this village, we eat it ourselves, not to sell it.
　However, not all the bread sold in guillem is the same size, but the size of each bread is different.

"Well, don't hesitate to," It's a great help for me to have such a large number of breads."

　In fact, the Rays travel in nearly a thousand people.
　If so, it would be easier to hand over a certain amount of bread than to hand them out one by one.
　In that sense, Ray was very grateful to have prepared a wooden basket.Stow the bread in the mistling, and eventually all the bread is gone.
　Naturally, I was surprised to see them put away in the mistling... but as with their taming, they don't seem particularly concerned about Ray, who is already used to it.

"Well... no, that's great.
"Really. It's very convenient to clean."
"Ah, I'd rather keep my husband in there,"

　Such a remark makes others laugh.
　Ray, too, listened calmly, without putting a damper on the scene, as if living things could not be stored.

"Well, then, I'll have to go and see what's going on in other places. Call me when the next bread is baked."
"Aye, brother, be careful. There are people in my village who have a lot of blood."

　A bloody fellow? I wonder why Ray was told such a thing.
　Ray doesn't have any other beautiful women beside him like Elena.
　It never occurred to me to be entangled in such men.
　Ray, however, has not noticed himself, but it is not uncommon for him to act in a way that encourages others.
　It was surprising, though, that the women of this village guessed it in a short relationship.

"All right, I'll be careful first."
"Well, most of the bloody bastards seem to have gone to the river."

　Ray could understand what it meant.
　Not all of the Ray's party had finished bathing.
　With nearly a thousand people, it's impossible for everyone to sweat and clean up a few days' worth of dirt even in a fairly large river.
　That's why we should have been taking turns bathing in groups bath.
　Of course, those who haven't bathed yet are guarding themselves against peeping.
　The women, who had already bathed, were also helping guard the guard.
　But those who bathed were women brought in by Jaya's hands to work as prostitutes.
　There aren't so many who say she's the most beautiful, but there's no doubt that everyone is above average.
　Since these women bathe in the water, it is no wonder that some men in the village should go to see if they are in danger.
　However, some peeps have already been caught, and each time the negotiations between Marina and the village mayor have been affected.

"River, I don't think I can peep into it." Well, I understand what you mean. For now, if there's no one with a lot of blood, I'll be saved with less trouble."

　After telling her so, Ray waved lightly to the cooking women and left.
　And as I think that my next goal is... I see a man running up to me.
　Recalling the conversation I had just had, I wondered if he was a village man who had come to sell me a fight for a second, but on closer inspection he looked at it several times.

(Oh, of Resistance)

　That's what Ray decides, and he releases a little caution.
　The man exhales with relief when he comes up to Ray.

"No, I've looked for it. I was told to call Ray, but he's nowhere to be it."
"I've stored things like tame leaves and bread."
"I understand that, though," I wish I could at least get in touch with him soon."
"Yes,"

　A pair of oves would have been possible, but of course a pair of oves is a very rare magic item, and in such a small country...and not as many people as the resistance has.
　In the first place, Ray had only got it after going to the labyrinthine city to get a pair of obes.

(It would be convenient if there was something like a cell phone.)

　But without such a convenient tool, it was only natural that communication methods of communication should be primitive.

(Do you want to develop it as a magic item? No, I'm not the one to develop it. ...I can't do it.)

　The world will undoubtedly be in uproar if instant contact like a mobile phone becomes a matter of course.
　The pair of oves is such a rare thing that it hasn't become such a big problem, but it would be different if they were made readily available to everyone.

"And what is your business?"
"Oh, yes. I heard we've got to buy an additional carriage, but we're short of course.

　Now that he's said that, Ray understands immediately what the man in front of him has come for.

"Show me where the carriage is." You'd better reserve a carriage in case something happens. --worst of all, I can get Sett to pull it."

　I told him so.