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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 573

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:07:51 AM


Chapter 573: Carlwin rebirth 9

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"The Baron... did you know all about this plan?

"Everything, etc. I have received the king's protégé, who has given me a general policy. Given the content, I just didn't think it was a good idea."

In the Baron's study there is a large map of the Baron's territory surrounded by the Polka...... or the Kid Snake and Blue Snake Mountains and the Elf Forest.

There are few people in this vast but despicable territory but around the polka.

Except for a few mountain huts and a few or so settlements along the streets, this large area can be described as deserted. The extent to which shepherds enter and exit beyond the warm season?

The presence of the Snake Mountains and the amount of snowfall in winter are sufficient factors to keep people's feet away.

Much farther away than Renfangas, but with a higher chance than average of trots, demons also emerge.

If you don't live near a healing Spirit Springs of unrivalled value, it wasn't something you liked to go out of your way to bring down roots in an area like this.

but there was certainly a breadth that could withstand the great cause of "building a town of 10,000 people" as well.

"Do you have water sources?

"There are no spiritual springs outside this one, but the groundwater should be abundant. However, if you really want to live tens of thousands, you shouldn't go wild. I need to ask Wangdu University to make sure they have a good water treatment plan."

"The Karwinians are just people with little or no decent education. Architectural technology was also Celesta's lowest slum level. Left alone, you can't build your own house."

"I have also asked Lord Irina about the circumstances around it. But is it also true that when you become a massive immigrant, you can't leave your home behind? Whether all this is catching up with the help of a dragon… the solution is urgent."

"This one can be buried right in the snow, so there's a limit to patience in a tent for now."

"If you ask me, Lord Deane is full of architecture. Carlwyn, I don't think you can ask someone else to take command of the area and ask Lord Deane to take care of it."

"Isn't it a matter of workforce, not knowledge? Besides, Mr. Deane is a Southern style, and then he specializes in fortifications and stuff, not general architecture."

"Hmm...... that's a hard part. Even if we gather people's feet, we can't expect to get them around here... let the dragons carry them..."

"If the dragon operation is too flashy, my convenience could have a negative impact on King Ruth's reign anyway."

"Sure... but Andy's starting to get around to it, too."

I admire the baron as he strokes his beard. Yeah, well, I'm not exactly sure what's wrong either, so it just feels like I have to shy away first.

Irina and Christie came in where we were both roaring.

"I didn't mean to interrogate you, but I can hear you even if you're separated from one of the doors by these ears. Let me talk to you."

"I have a good idea. How about with the help of Celesta?"

"Lord Christie. No, but..."

"I wish I could have left it to my elf realm housemasters... but I still can't get the attitude ready to dispatch on a massive scale. But......"

"Originally with the help of Deane, it also means that we accept Celesta's intervention. I don't know how many times as powerful a person or an elf homemaker would be if we called in more of the Auga in Diane's Tute. As you can see, the Baron built a quarters and a new tavern."

"Hmmm... if that move does help, it's really comforting though"

Dragons can be used for heavy work, such as cutting out stones, transporting wood, or tidying the ground. It would work for me without even taking a break.

And if you're going to build a house of sorts, it's Auga's turn to build capacity.

They were originally of the hunting race, but the area where they built immovable advantages against other races in Celesta is the civil industry. The ability to build more and more splendid houses with immensity and rigidity cannot be imitated by Dwarves, beasts, or elves or humans alike.

There is a limit to this in dragons with a small number of arms, no matter how strong they are. There is also the aspect that it accumulates more architectural know-how than dragons who are intelligent but do not inherently value making things.

"But this land is even a trot, assuming. I don't know what to say."

"Not to the best of my ability to fix it later. Above all, keeping a new people frozen is the top priority required of a ruler."

"Hmm. Sure... maybe it's not meant to be."

"Besides, the ancient raccoon Ulysses is also woven to that extent. Everything is a grand plan without precedent. Sometimes I suddenly push the impossible into the unrelated Baron..."

"I don't think so."

The Baron laughs bitterly.

"If that's the case, I'll have to tell Lord Deane about it. You won't even be able to call an Auga carpenter without the procedure."

"Right. Lord Smythson, it's time."

"Yeah."

I snort.

A week after I had my arm healed today.

It would be time to move from "the end of a major incident" to "the next routine".

"I think it's time to go to Carlwin again"

Slow down a little bit.

"I see. Andy should be apprenticing some more Mr. Cairon and Mr. Naris."

Jeanne and Selene say something mouth-wateringly negative.

... No, in that way, I really only think about Cairon and Naris hanging around. You look like no military guys, but they worked pretty well too.

Now...... yeah. Though I still live with Yuji himself.

"You can't leave Mr. Deane alone forever, because I'm a dragon rider. If the Silver Dragons over there are going to cooperate, we need to talk carefully for now and make a good decision about how we're going to basically get help. I can do it right after polka."

"Then tell me, don't be a big pinch again."

"Now it's time for me to follow you, right?

"Selene, you raise your kids with your own milk. It's impotent to raise two people with a milk like that."

"Ugh... Jeanne's messing with you"

"I thought Selene would calm down when she had kids, too. I'm an occassionist. You're conscious, aren't you? I sympathize that Andy had no choice but to worry during the birth period. But you can't be the only parent who wants to keep a child away. Andy's trying so hard to keep us all happy."

"... ugh, yeah"

... Jeanne looks so much older.

Does that mean my mother is strong after all?

Like Jeanne said, I guess some parts say Selene has given birth without a mental rest, and her parents' consciousness is delayed from being born.

"Jeanne is right. I want all female slaves to be happy, and I don't want my kids to grow up with burdens because they're mixed. That's the only thing unhappy about a kid who can't smile when he talks about his parents, right?

"... right"

"I want my children to be proud that they are drawing blood, not ashamed of the mixing of blood. Just like I would as a father or mother.... That's why I work hard. That's how Selene feels."

"Ugh... I'm worried"

"If you can't leave it to Sister Lyla or Angelos, I don't think Selene can go."

It's hard to say, Jeanne. Selene stops woolly.

You're really getting stronger......

And tell Naia and Beatrice too.

"What, already?

"You can still be here, because I have contact with Mr. Deane, and I have stuffing with the Silver Dragon."

"Beh, there's nothing so untrained here!?

"It's okay, Beatrice. Coordination between countries will not set up the other system for a while, and please take your time. It's part of your job to know about the outside world."

Naia starts packing herself as she tames Beatrice.

Naia seems willing to go straight home.

"I'm here with Beatrice, and you're leaving me alone?

"My arms have grown already, and Beatrice seems to be the type of person who unconsciously sweetens when she has a back shield. You'll have to let them study for themselves."

"I wish you were here, too.... you promised to be my female slave."

"Either way. But I'm with you, the mastermind of the revolution. Until the country settles down, you're responsible."

"... because if I get pregnant, I'm forced to give birth in polka, right?

"I'll be honest with you at dawn."

Naia smiles uncontrollably.

And Beatrice looking up at that Naia with jito eyes.

"You look so tight... oh, messy, embarrassing sex at such a rate... have you ever?

"I've never been that much before."

"Often, well, you do that in front of me, and you... you can make it normal, right?

"What a prelude I am. Because all of Mr. Smythson's female slaves are more fervent than I am. … now, I understand"

"Wow, what do you mean you know!?

Naia laughs deeply and then wears a hat.

No, you know, I'm not so willing to let Beatrice figure it out either.

Ask Lyla to bring us a carriage, and we'll wait for it in the meadow.

Beautiful weather today. The short summer of polka is now the real deal.

I guess I'll be back and forth with Carlwyn and Renfangas by winter to see this vast meadow gradually become busy.

Shake such a meadow with zaah, the wind blows through, and flutters Naia's worn hat.

Naia held back not to fly in panic and took a breath.

I think I'm gonna take that hat.

"Ah."

"I think so.... What if I stop wearing this already?

"What do you say all of a sudden?"

"You're not a brave man anymore."

Look into Naia's eyes. I say.

"There is no more nation that forcefully creates heroes in the name of the brave and causes sin and duty to build up indefinitely. You inherited it from Faria, and I've finished it.... This is a testament to your inheritance. As long as you're wearing it, this isn't just a Faria memento. It's a sign of the business. So let's not do this anymore."

"... but"

"I'll decorate and keep it for you when you live in Polka one day. You should be a new Naia now."

That said, one day I'll take the hair decorations I made out of my luggage bag.

I gently wrap Naia's fluffy hair together with it, and the hat turns into a luggage bag instead.

"You look great."

"... Smythson,"

Blonde hair is in the wind.

I just took my hat and turned it into a hair decoration. That's all, but somewhere Naia's haunted atmosphere disappeared, and the girly cuteness seems to have doubled.

There's a shadow over us staring at each other. Because Lyla has arrived above.

Look up at that for two, and gently stroke Naia's head.

"Okay, let's go.... to come back again"

"... Yikes!

(to epilogue)




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