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I'm done piling it up!
Yeah. Yeah, me too.
A jovial voice rang out, signaling that the caravan was ready to leave.
'Rudy. Let's go?
Roger that. Miss Isuzu.
The beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes and a neat sweet mask, Rundelhaus, responding to Isuzu's voice, poured the map and small items on his back into his bag.
Isuzu's luggage is already completely organized. You'll be able to get up and dust off the dirt around your waist and you'll be ready to go.
In this other world, working outdoors is exactly what it means to be "outdoors". There is no such thing as a trip to a convenience store. After all, even the streets of Akiba are full of ruins and debris. The place where ancient trees are growing thickly in the city, you would think there was a forest in the city. And outside of the city, the untouched wilderness is at odds with the human civilization we have created.
Many of the adventurers' fashions are flamboyant and ornate, but this is only possible because of their superhuman physical strength and their special ability to automatically clean off dirt.
Isuzu thinks that it must be hard to have the sensibility of a girl who was devoted to nail art - a sensibility that doesn't mind getting dirty to the point of fastidiousness.
Fortunately, Isuzu is not that fastidious, and she's not the type of person who would mind a little dirty work.
Carrying a musical instrument is hard work, and a long performance requires physical strength. Isuzu is not a specialist, but a wind instrument requires a lot of lung capacity, and his wood bass weighs over 10kg.
(And before that, I'm a country girl.)
I shrug my shoulders with an inward muttering, "I'm from a town where frogs are buzzing in the fields around the school. I'm from a town where frogs croak in the rice fields around the school in the spring.
So taking a break in the forest is not stressful for me. I can sit directly on a stump, and I don't think I'm the kind of "girl" who would frown at a dirty ass.
But nevertheless, Isuzu's companion treats Isuzu as more than enough of a 'girl'.
'Miss, Isuzu? Here.
Rundelhaus helped Isuzu to push her up onto the horse's back as she tried to put her feet in the stirrups. Isuzu's own is a fresh and sarcastic attitude as it straddles the horse.
'What's the matter? Miss Isuzu
The young man who looks back at Isuzu with a big-eyed look on his face is Rundelhaus-Cord.
I'm sure he's from a noble family, but he's the adventurer of the Earthmen. It's a bit of a contradiction, but that's why he's so unique, almost unique, even if it's rare in this world.
He has blond hair and blue eyes like a prince in a girl's manga, and a refined, well-groomed face. He has a sweetness to him that is a bit like a lad's boy, but he still has a look of nobility and strength of will in his eyes.
However, because he is too refined, Isuzu considers him to be a "doggy boy who looks like a golden retriever". He's too well-bred and somehow charming.
The girl's name is Isuzu, who is thinking about such things.
She is a "bard" with a profile that is flecked with freckles and bright eyes. She wears thin leather armor and her lush hair is tied up in a braid. She carries a large two-handed spear on her back that is not in keeping with her profession.
It's been three months since she was freed from the Hameln, a guild that exploits newcomers. She has become accustomed to living as an adventurer, and now lives a peaceful life.
Are you sure you're ready for this, Adventurers? Really.
Yes, of course.
Isuzu responds.
The one who asked was the one leading the caravan, the Daichijin. They were now heading to the city of Akiba. If they traveled now, they would be able to reach the city before evening.
Isuzu and Rundelhaus, who were on an early morning combat training and hunting trip, had found the caravan and decided to escort it to the city of Akiba.
Isuzu and the others are now at the "High Coast of the Eight Canal". On Earth, it is at the mouth of the Tama River, which is called Keihin Port.
This neighborhood, two and a half hours' ride from the city of Akiba on a horse driven by the Adventurers, was a favorite place for Isuzu and Rundel House. Of course, the meaning of this is somewhat different.
In addition to hunting with his guild mates, Rundelhaus, who never compromised on the level of training in combat, never failed to train on his own. Meditation and repetition of new spells can be practiced anywhere there is a little bit of open space, but to practice improving magic control and accuracy of hits, it is preferable to have a suitable opponent.......in other words, a monster.
The best place to practice is in the suburbs of Akiba, where you can take out monsters that can be killed solo and practice on the outskirts of the city.
For Rundel House, the "High Coast of the Eight Canals" would be a good place for independent training.
On the other hand, for Isuzu, this is her favorite place to go for a walk.
There are various outdoor trails with her loyal doggie and Rundel House, but the "High Coast of the Eight Canal" is a luxurious place with a great view of the river and the ocean if you go downstream.
It's a bit of a long walk, a little over two hours one way, but during this time of the year when combat training is off due to the festivities, it's a good way to pass the time.
-- of course, there was also the purpose of honing my own and Rundell House's combat skills. The quickest way to protect oneself in this dangerous world was to level up.
Leveling up is not just about learning new skills. Leveling up is not just about learning new skills, it also includes increasing your hit points and resistance.
The level of damage caused by a monster attacked by a leveled monster is determined by its attack power, but the level relationship between you and the monster also has an important effect. The more you are above the level of the monster, the less damage you can do.
The more you train in combat and raise your level, the safer you will be in this world.
Isuzu once almost lost Rundell House.
He had no intention of having that experience again.
That's why the two of them went out early in the morning, but a few hours into their training (or walk), they encountered a single caravan in the early afternoon. There were five wagons, a group of about 20 people in total.
I heard that the caravan had left Iz and was heading for Akiba. They've heard rumors of an autumn festival, and they'll go there to sell their specialties and buy any other interesting products they can find.
Isuzu consulted with Rundell House.
The field zones were sketchy in terms of the monsters that appeared in the area. Deep forests and mountain ranges have stronger monsters roaming around than the surrounding areas, but other than that, generally the closer to human settlements, the less powerful the monsters are. The area near the player town of Akiba is relatively safe.
However, this is only for the Adventurer.
Isuzu knows that for the Daichijin, a journey is always fraught with danger. Isuzu has heard about the Daichijin for the past month from the Rundel House. Isuzu's newfound knowledge of the Daichijin, and what it means to live in a world filled with monsters, to remain a powerless existence with little combat power.
After consultation, the two decided to escort this caravan to the city of Akiba. It's only half a day or so anyway, and it's just a slow ride home. If you're talking about combat training, then as soon as you find a monster, you can eradicate it, even during the caravan's escort.
The Daichijin were hesitant at first, but they nodded in agreement that a single meal would be fine.
(After all, they must have been holding back on many things.
Isuzu is a little sad, but I resign myself to the fact that it's inevitable.
To the earthlings, adventurers are near, but far away. The earthlings in Akiba are accustomed to the adventurers, but in the countryside, they are treated as genuine aliens, as Rundell House has warned them many times.
The caravan continued along the hilly road with loose slopes in the autumn sunshine. Carriages can make a surprisingly loud noise. Their wooden bodies, which lacked cushions and absorbers, picked up the unevenness of the ground and made a creaking, groaning noise.
It sounds as if it might come apart at any moment if you listen to it, but it must have been very solidly built. The carriage, which is reinforced with iron girders in key areas, is slowly moving forward with a full load of luggage.
''Hey, merchant sir. What is this one carrying?
At such a slow progress, Rundelhaus asked calmly. The leader of the caravan is in the carriage's gosholder's platform, talking to a young merchant on the back of the carriage, when he looks up at the sound of Rundelhaus' voice.
Yes, that's right, Mr. Adventurer. We sell a great deal of fruit: oranges, kumquats, olives, etc.," he said. We also supply condiments and liquor. It would be nice if we could bring back some clothing or dishes when we return.
You smell good!
Hearing the answer, Isuzu nodded repeatedly.
A fresh and sweet aroma wafted around the carriage. Due to the season, of course, fresh, raw fruit would not be scarce, but the ones packed in barrels would be candied. It gives off a gorgeous aroma.
The Adventurers are basically rich. And since they're known to pay more generously than the Earthlings for more than just the goods they need to survive, they're good at what they do.
Yes, I'm very proud of my syrup on this one. I'd be happy if everyone in the city of Akiva could purchase it.
Rundelhaus nodded at the merchant's uncharacteristic smile.
''By the way, I've seen a lot of merchants in the past few days.
'That's true. It's a fall festival.
Isuzu, who tsked at Rundelhaus, thinks for a moment. Rundelhaus is an unusually upwardly mobile young man. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do, especially when it comes to magical combat, or you're training as if you're carrying out a duty.
That's why, even on holidays, he has gone out on excursions to train, but that's always the case, but it always breaks Rundelhaus. As the guardian of this stupid, selfish, single-minded young man, it's Isuzu's role to put a stop to his outbursts.
(Rudy should play a little bit, right?)
Once we decide that, it's a quick story.
Actually, I have a candidate for a place I'd like to go in secret: Isuzu. A festival is synonymous with music, and a music festival is synonymous with festivals. There were many events and snacks to be had at the festival. I'll attend tonight's bonfire performance, even if it means wearing a rope around the neck of the Rundel House. I've overheard that bards are welcome to jump in and join us.
'So there's a sea route, then?
'Yes, I do. These days, you see. Nine Tail's.
Yeah.
'I heard that things are settled over there and the ship's journey has stabilized. I heard that the merchants from the west are traveling by sea again this time. I've heard that the "spirit ship" has appeared and it's very fast. It's a far cry from the ordinary run-of-the-mill traders like us.
As Isuzu thought about her plans for the evening, she didn't notice the painful expression on Rundelhaus' face. But it would be unfair to blame Isuzu for that. Because Rundelhaus also showed the fastidious self-control characteristic of his youth and wiped away his expression so quickly that even the merchant with whom he was speaking didn't have any doubts about it.
After passing through the unique landscape south of Akiba, which was nothing more than a pile of rubble, as if it had been ripped down by a huge explosion, we soon came to the greenery of the ancient trees.
It will still be hours before we reach the city of Akiba, but already from this point we begin to see caravans and private traders with pony loads on their backs heading towards the city. All of them look vaguely buoyant and hurried, and it's not my imagination.
An autumn festival is taking place in Akiba right now.
The two men escorting the caravan approached the city they live in, while remaining alert and on guard.
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As soon as the doors opened, the floor was filled with people.
A group of "adventurers" who had come to the mountain by guild. A group of girls trying to stock up on new clothing at a discount. A skilled tradesman tries to queue up for a guild of famous seamstresses, and a group of girls tries to buy new clothes at a discount. A group of itinerant traders who seem to have come to buy without the time to undress for their journey. A nobleman dressed in glittering clothes.
There are a number of people who had expected it to be crowded, but only a few guilds were able to make plans to be this busy. The sales booths were all busy as if in a panic.
This is a sale of clothing on this floor.
Since it is limited to clothing only, not all production guilds participate in this event. Of course, it is only natural that the three major production guilds with more than five hundred members will have various departments that cover all aspects of their lives. However, in the case of mid-sized or smaller production guilds, they often decide on a theme for the guild and solidify its members.
For example, Amenoma is a guild specializing in weapon blacksmithing that is well known to those in Akiba. Most of its members are high-level blacksmiths, and it has a small number of engraved spellcasters. Naturally, they don't have any seamstresses among their ranks, so they don't participate in the sales events held on this floor.
However, the entire Balance Festival offers opportunities for various guilds and craftsmen.
The "Akiba's Fashion Show" held on this floor is indoors, due to the wishes of female adventurers, but at the same time, a "Flea Market" is held around the main street of the city. Over there, countless guilds are supposed to be enjoying their business in the style of street vendors.
Because of this, there were not so many booths in this hall. There must be more than 50 of them.
The "fashion show" itself is a project in which models wearing costumes created by various guilds strut on the stage.
This show, in which Akiba's most popular and beautiful adventurers made an appearance, was an event that secretly attracted the attention of maniacs. When you think about it, some of the attendees who streamed into the venue were probably just on a pleasure trip, not customers.
The booths were roughly divided into two categories: large ones and small ones.
The large booths are the ones held by the major guilds, which have a large number of people and products to display. These large booths are set up against the wall to facilitate the delivery of inventory.
The booths for many of the smaller guilds have a threshold in the center of the floor, creating a kind of semi-open, private room.
The Crescent Moon Alliance didn't have a booth in a very good spot in this huge high-ceilinged hall. It was slightly off center of the floor, but not even close to the wall. It was not a good spot to be in the middle of the floor, but it wasn't even close to the wall.
It was far from the stage where the show was being held, and the flow of audience was not good.
However, the Crescent Moon League is not a purely productive guild like many of the guilds that have gathered in this hall.
Let's do whatever it is that interests us! This is a lifestyle guild called "The Guild of Life". In fact, this booth stall is also run by guild members, so it's not an all-out effort by the guild as a whole.
Because we are a guild of festival-loving, good-natured adventurers, we have no shortage of collaborators, but compared to a genuine production guild, we are less enthusiastic about our business. The Crescent Moon Alliance has taken a good position in the world, it can't help but be called an abuse of the Roundtable's 11 guilds' authority. In that sense, it can be said that this is an appropriate arrangement.
Hey, is it bad, or what?
Henrietta caught Marielle wandering around with a loud "Whoa, whoa, whoa". She dragged the guildmaster, who had a hateful, feminine figure, straight to the back of the accounting table on the sly, and forced him to sit in a small round chair.
''Marie. You're the guild leader. How can you be so upset? You should sit quietly for a bit.
Yeah, but it's been a while since I've seen so many people. I haven't seen so many people in a long time...
Marielle was fidgety and restless.
If you ask me, that was certainly true. When she was in her former world, she rode a crowded commuter train every day. In the heart of the city, in front of the train stations and at intersections, it was a daily occurrence to see thousands of people passing by.
However, since arriving in this world as a result of the catastrophe, such scenery has disappeared entirely. The central square in front of Akiba station is lively, but the blue sky and the spacious structure make it seem less crowded than it used to be.
The venue is so crowded that it reminds me of the original earth. The location of the Crescent Moon Alliance seems to be downstream of the flow of people, to be able to perform comedy like this even in such a situation. Henrietta thinks about that.
The large guilds near the wall are the first to be swallowed up by the flow of customers, and as if the spray were bouncing off of them, it is beginning to flow towards the smaller guilds closer to the stage.
However, they only had time to watch the flow of people for about half an hour at the start.
When a line formed at a major guild, some people thought that they would rather look around at the empty booths than wait in line. That number of people was also ridiculously large.
Henrietta had been thinking of putting Marielle's smiling face at the front of the line and doing the cashier's calculations, but that was no longer an option.
There are many more Earthlings than I expected.
The people who came out of the Crescent Moon Alliance were Marielle and Henrietta, and two guild members who were seamstresses in their own right. In addition to the fashion show, the Crescent Moon Alliance also holds a food stall and a weaponsmith's shop at the Flea Market.
As the leader of the guild, Marielle will need to show up there as well. Henrietta thought that she would have to be released from this side (fashion show) once the fashion show in the afternoon was over.
It's not a bad idea to have a good time.
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. The meaning of this is obvious: impossible, impossible. We're amateurs ourselves! The message that he has been delivering with his gaze.
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time with us. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time in the city. Since we are all earthlings, we have a common understanding that we are doing unfamiliar business. This floor was an extension of the "game of business," but for the Adventurers, that was inevitable and sufficient.
For the adventurers, however, this is inevitable and sufficient.
Most of them are not simply here to buy clothes, but also to gather information, make connections, and if possible, negotiate for future purchases.
Hence, they ask for pricing, materials, and in-depth questions about sewing methods. It's a bit of a tough negotiation to leave to a young member of the team who was a mere student on Earth.
(Well, it's not like I have much experience or can take responsibility either...)
Henrietta, who cut off the middle-aged merchant's pursuit with a smile on her face, looked back at herself in her consciousness.
The bargaining with the three major production guilds involved in the formation of the Round Table. After going through that deal, hadn't I completely acquired the ironmonger's guts after going through that deal? Henrietta is thinking about such things.
Even Henrietta herself is still in her twenties.
I'm not sure I have enough experience.
It's a good thing that you're a member of the society, but once you get a job, you're just a chick in your twenties with an eggshell on your back, which Henrietta herself was painfully aware of when she was working for the company on Earth.
But it's also true that unless you stand on the front lines with that shell on, you'll never graduate from the chick forever.
(I can't force my juniors to do it either.... At the very least, I won't undertake any difficult negotiations until I know how things are going.)
Perhaps Henrietta's intentions were conveyed to her.
Or perhaps it was the result of unconsciousness in adopting a natural cooperation system, and while Henrietta was dealing with the merchants of the Earth People, the three members of the Crescent Moon Alliance had formed a formation to deal with the adventurers.
The two youngsters wrapped the goods and a smiling Marielle accepted the payment, all three of them bowing their heads together, a retail success.
While looking at it from the side, Henrietta continued to answer the questions with the 〈Daichijin〉. The
(I don't know what would happen if I nodded to such a contract. There are lords with black stomachs like Shiroe-sama in the world, you really can't be too careful or careless....... (Oh?)
Henrietta looks around.
She noticed that Shiroe was gone.
I'm sure I forced her to change her clothes, but I didn't see a man-eating, round-eyed young man in the booth, or even a petite, dark-haired girl, if that's what you mean.
''--Shiroe-sama?''
After making sure that the troublesome customers were cut off, Henrietta stood tall and looked around. Although she is slightly taller than Marielle, she can't see very far in front of the muddy stream of humanity that flows like a river down the aisle in front of the booth.
'Where--'
Yes. This product is being sold on a trial basis. To allow us to hear from as many people as possible, we are limiting the number of items to two per person.
I told you I'd pay you.
That's not what I'm talking about, sir.
I'm sure you'll find a lot of people who are interested in this.
It's a good idea to be able to have a conversation with someone. Looking around, Henrietta, through the momentarily interrupted wave of people, recognizes Shiroe in a booth across the aisle.
The long, sleeveless vest with a hood was casual, and Shiroe, wearing it over a thin, long-sleeved t-shirt, seemed to fit in snugly. Shiroe stands in front of the merchant, who is frustrated to the point that steam is almost pouring out of his head, with a calming expression on his face.
The merchant, dressed in clothing created by the Crescent Moon Alliance, looked like an ordinary young earthling rather than a medieval-looking man. The clothes look good on Shiroe, which makes me believe that this is how Shiroe would have dressed when he lived on Earth.
'Excuse me. Could you please let me through?
It wasn't long before I was admiring the sight of him, and then my vision was closed again.
I'm sorry, sir. You'll have to leave.
The discussion between Shiroe and the merchant continued.
By this time, the crowds that were passing by had begun to notice a commotion. Spontaneously, a semicircle of people formed around Cocoa Brown's booth.
Two or three accessories would be fine, but if they were purchased by the box level, they wouldn't be able to maintain the booth for the rest of the time.
Of course, if one were to prioritize sales and selling out, the decision to sell all of the products would be acceptable.
But Cocoa Brown did not want to do that. But Cocoa Brown didn't want to do that. When she used the word "repayment of kindness," she didn't really mean it. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.
The adventurers are certainly superior to the earthlings in terms of physical and magical abilities. I'm sure you're not the only one, but I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. However, arguing and negotiating are not done by physical specifications. It's also a matter of personality, and if that's the case, it's a matter for the player (the person in the middle), who is hardly ever aware of it nowadays.
So Shiroe intervened.
And I guess he gave her a helping hand.
(Of course, that's just a prediction, but I'm sure it's not too far off. --Oh, that's just bad luck, Daichijin.
Don't get your head out of your ass, young man!
As Henrietta made her way through the crowd of people and in front of the Cocoa Brown booth, the merchant of the Daichijin finally lost his patience and shook his fist at Shiroe.
The crowd gasped for breath, many of whom were Daichijinshi, and some of them turned away.
Some of them even turned away from it.
But the result was just as Henrietta had expected.
It's a good thing that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away with it.
You'll be able to see that they're a "grantor". It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for. --I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work for you.
It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for. From Shiroe's point of view, the proud merchant's punches must have looked like the speed of a snail.
It seems that the fist that the Daichijin swung down didn't even qualify as an "attack," thanks to the fact that Shiroe took it in gently. This was immediately apparent as there was no sign of the "guards" appearing.
Shiroe caught the middle-aged merchant's fist with her left arm, while her right hand held Akatsuki's slender torso. He probably stopped her as she tried to draw her dark weapon (hidden weapon). Akatsuki looked up at Shiroe and had a dissatisfied look on her face.
''You'll take it back, won't you?''
Shiroe tells her with a smile.
But Henrietta, the Bard, could clearly feel an invisible force gathering on Shiroe.
Shiroe is gathering magic power (mana) in the atmosphere. It's because the bard is responsible for supplying mana to his companions, just like the Grantor, that he was able to perceive it acutely.
Some of the other adventurers on the floor clearly noticed Shiroe's abnormalities as well.
They were all smiling, but with a tolerant smile on their faces, their oppressive aura was growing. The situation could only be described as eerie.
It was not that Shiroe performed the spell chanting.
It's just that the spell chanting was preceded by a concentration of magical power.
I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what to expect. It's not an act where guards show up, and Shiroe's expression is smiling, with not a hint of a fight in sight.
But even the earthlings, who are much more insensitive than the adventurers when it comes to fighting and handling magic, could sense the high density of mana that Shiroe radiated.
The middle-aged merchant, pale and bloodthirsty, shook off Shiroe's hand with a fist that was still catching.
''I'm unpleasant. I'm leaving.''
The middle-aged merchant said just that and left as if to escape.
''You were a bloodthirsty man, weren't you?''
My lord has put the squeeze on you pretty hard.
If you let Akatsuki handle it, you'll be minced.
'They don't make ground beef or anything else that looks good.
Shiroe gently chided Akatsuki, whose cheeks were puffed up.
The members of Cocoa Brown thank Shiroe, who shrugs her shoulders and looks puzzled. The cute little dwarf girl is holding Shiroe's hand and seems to be almost in tears of joy.
"Shiroe-sama.
Henrietta is a little surprised when she calls out to him.
It was because her own voice sounded grim.
'What's wrong?'
No. I mean...
My Lord, I'm sure that's what he means by "do your job.
Okay.
It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it. It's not as powerful as it was earlier. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.
Henrietta-san?
Yes, Mr. Shiroe?
It's a little loud in the hall.
Henrietta, who instantly erased her doubts about why she was frustrated, followed the meaning of Shiroe's words.
A noisy venue.
In this case, does the noisy one refer to the "earthlings" mentioned earlier? If I recall, there was a business transaction that was almost like a shouting match. I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, and you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.
What do you see, Master Shiroe? ........speaking of which.)
Henrietta hesitated. There was some information that she couldn't decide whether or not she should let Shiroe hear it or not.
''Shiroe-sama, I mean........''
I know the merchant is acting suspiciously, but I don't understand. But I don't understand it. I don't think there's enough resolution. I don't think I have all the information.
At Shiroe's words that leaked out as if she were muttering, Henrietta understood. Then, Shiroe was still feeling an unobtainable stumbling block, too.
Akatsuki looks up at Shiroe as if he was worried.
Henrietta tries to talk to Shiroe. The doubts that Henrietta feels could be given a new form if it was in Shiroe's vision.
But then Shiroe had already moved into action. Siloe's voice, which muttered a few words, was never a soliloquy, but a question through the void.
He was listening closely to the telekinesis.
Then he eventually nodded and turned back to Henrietta and announced the result in a clear voice.
''It looks like there's someone attacking Akiva.
You're not going to be able to do that.
On that day, Reinesia had had a hectic morning.
Reluctantly, of course.
It was supposed to be much slower during this festival in the first place.
We were going to be vegetatively, lazily, sluggishly and unproductively coasting.
The dinner, which was to be held on the evening of the second day, was to be hosted by Reinesia. There was nothing that Reinesia could do in terms of preparation or cooking.
The role of Reinesia is to attend the dinner and greet the guests. It was supposed to be only to run the place as a host. And even that role was to be simplified compared to the many dinners that Reinesia had attended in this Akiba city.
The Adventurer abhors empty rituals. This perception had changed a bit in the month since she'd arrived in the city.
It's not that they don't like false rituals; they just don't find any meaning in them. They don't learn as long as they don't see any significance in it, so they don't have knowledge of the complexities of etiquette.
The Adventurer has a serious lack of knowledge of the world of Yamato and the society of the Earthmen. When I look at them, I sometimes wonder if they are babies.
(But that's...)
I guess it's mutual. Raynesia thought.
The people of the Earth have a more intimate relationship with the Adventurers than most, but when they talk in depth with each other, they are not able to keep up with half of what they say. I don't understand more than half of the ideas they bring up, and even if I did, I wouldn't understand why they're talking about such a crazy idea.
The adventurers can't even understand the concept of nobles and commoners.
There is still a long way to go between the two.
But that, however, was a distance that could be approached from now on. At least that's what Reinesia thought.
It was with the same intentions that they decided to make this dinner party a dinner party instead of a dinner party.
If it was a dinner party, the guests would be seated at a table by order and the meal would be served. The host (Reinesia) would be in charge of the event, including the meal, and would entertain the guests.
A dinner party, which is not usually heard of among the earthlings, was a feast, not like a dinner party. Various kinds of food were prepared in various places and served one after another. In this banquet, there is no set seating arrangement for each guest, and the guests are served standing up, just like at a ball.
The invitations were designed so that as many different types of guests as possible could participate in the banquet.
The Round Table is certainly important as the governing body of Akiba, but if you want to be accepted as a friend of the Adventurers, you will have to deal with all kinds of people. If the Adventurer's way is to make no distinction between nobles and commoners, then they must treat everyone as nobility.
With this in mind, Reinesia asked the Round Table for help in organizing a large ceremony to hold a dinner party.
It was the least possible way to thank them for their service in Zantorieff, as well as an expression of Reinesia's sincerity.
He was being sincere, of course, but he was dealing with an adventurer.
But they were adventurers, and they couldn't possibly be expected to express their gratitude in the manner of the earthlings. If you set up a strict hierarchy and raise or lower the order of greetings, it is impossible for them to understand the subtleties of our etiquette.
In that case, a dinner party can only be a very casual affair. For the preparation of the food, in addition to a delegation of palace cooks from Maihama, nearly half of the food was prepared by the restaurants of this Akiba city. If this were the court of Maihama, "Are you disrespecting the invited guests! But the Adventurer didn't seem to mind.
I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one. It's a good idea to have a good time and not worry about it until the event.
Of course, there is no denying the fact that it is a hobby to be riddled with things.
But the situation has changed.
''Is that all right?'' --No, let's increase the series of jade already. Please wait a moment. As I recall, I received one for my birthday last year...''
Elissa's voice is tense as well.
''Yes, we can't afford not to pay attention to the formality... can we?
It was all too sudden.
We had received word that Lord Lundstad, a merchant from the West, was coming to visit us.
Speaking of Lord Lundstad, he is not only a merchant, but also a great aristocrat who is an important figure in the Holy Empire of Westland. Although the Celgiad family is not defeated in terms of family size, they are not an opponent that can be neglected. Moreover, when it comes to dispatching them at this time, the possibility that they may have received the Saigu family's wishes cannot be denied.
(After all, the story that there was a political change in the west as well is true, right?)
Raynesia bites her lip.
There's a reason for this pressure Reinesia feels, of course.
Some 280 years ago, the archipelago of Yamato was united into one nation. Some 280 years ago, the Yamato archipelago was unified into a single nation. The country was ruled by an imperial royal family, and was called the Westlande imperial dynasty. The West Runde dynasty reigned over Yamato with great power.
However, amidst the drastic changes in history, including the Six Tilt Princess, the dynasty faced its own demise. With the breakup of the Imperial Family, Yamato lost its position as a unified nation and collapsed.
However, it is certain that it is still governed by the system of governance left behind by the Westlandes. During the dark period following the collapse of the dynasty, the human society of the land of Yamato, which had lost its center, was governed by local lords in the service of the Westlande imperial dynasty.
This was also evident in the League of Free Cities of Eastar. For example, Reynesia's birthplace, the Duke of Cowen, is one of the only two dukes left in Yamato today. This title, "Duke," was originally given to them by the Westlande royal family. Each of the lords of the Free Cities Alliance of Eastar use the title granted to their ancestors as the basis for ruling the Earthmen.
Although Yamato had collapsed as a unified nation, it was the Holy Empire of Westarande, which divided the Free Cities of Eastar and Yamato in two, that was most influenced by the Imperial Kingdom of Westland.
The Holy Kingdom of West Runde was a nation that recognized the Saigu family as the successor to the West Runde royal family.
Reinesia herself is not that well versed in history, but she is aware that the Saigu family is a branch of the ancient House of Kings of West Runde. The Saimiya family was split off from the Westlande royal family for political reasons, and the Saimiya family is a branch of the ancient Westlande royal family. However, because they were divided and moved to Ise, the Saimiya family survived the demise of the Westlande royal family.
The family of Saimiya was carried out by the Holy Imperial Kingdom of West Runde, which claimed to be the leader of the Yamato dynasty. From its name, Holy Imperial West Runde, it was clear that it intended to strongly appeal to the legitimate successor of the West Runde dynasty.
But of course, not all the Yamato aristocrats considered the Saigu family to be the imperial family itself. In fact, the League of Free Cities of Eastar, to which Reinesia belonged and the city of Akiba is located, did not recognize the Saimiya family as their allies.
The Saimiya family is a branch of the Imperial Family.
The Saimiya family is a branch of the Imperial Family, which is a branch of the Imperial Family, and they take the position that once the bloodline is divided, it cannot be restored.
If we talk about whether or not a person is descended from the imperial family, we are talking about the ancient aristocratic society. The blood of the Imperial Family flowed through the Corwin family due to the complexities of marriage.
The Saigu family was not the direct head of the Corwin family in the current climate of intertwined factors. However, even though the Saigu family is not the main family, it is certainly a family that shares the blood of the royal family, and is not someone to be treated with neglect.
The Saigu family is the only exceptional family in the Westlande dynasty's system of titles that surpasses that of the dukes. In light of this political situation, the Alliance of Free Cities of Eastar and the Holy Empire of West Runde in the west have faced each other with a sense of urgency, while still retaining the influence of the Imperial Family.
Lord Lundstad, who was dispatched this time, is a great nobleman of the Holy Empire of West Runde, and is supposed to be in charge of their business affairs. I remember hearing before that he is also known as the head of the noble merchants and has great power in shipping.
The purpose of this dinner party was to get to know the adventurers, but if they wanted to meet and greet me, I couldn't refuse the invitation. You can't just say no to them, "another time".
You can't just shake your head at the prospect of trouble.
On the contrary, Lord Lundstad is an earthling, just like Reinesia. He was also an aristocrat who had inherited the culture of the Imperial Family here in Yamato. In other words, he is an aristocrat who is capable of competing in the same arena of aristocratic etiquette and culture.
(At least...)
Reinesia feels that all she can do is fulfill her role.
That role was the daughter of the Cowen family sent to the city of Akiva - "Princess Reinesia".
If she could repay Akiva for saving her hometown in any way, Reinesia thinks, it would be by fulfilling her role.
Reinesia flips the hem of her dress, which is hazy and white as pale snow, and stands up.
She didn't know what the nobles of the west wanted, but she was going to take the brunt of it.