Chapter 82.1
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It was late winter when the wind had stopped blowing.
The super behemoth class beast type magic construct project had been completely suspended, ostensibly due to the fact that supplies were being procured as they awaited the deliberations of the demon crystal refining and creation team.
The bottom of the completed 100 meter building dock is covered with a thin layer of dead leaves and sand drifted from somewhere and site workers, who had been relieved of their duties, are busily working on the inside of the wall.
It was hard to build this huge dock though it’s just a hole in the ground.
There’s nothing inside that can be taken or destroyed so we’ve left it alone with only minimal security……
I don’t know why some find it fun but, it seems like the residents of Torquiva, who have nothing better to do in their spare time, come to see such a hole in the ground every day as if it were a new landmark.
They climb on top of the city walls, admire how big and deep it is, and go home.
I guess everyone has free time during winter when they can’t farm.
It seems that our meat and leather factories are also very busy with many people from the city applying for short term employment.
Since these people were idle until last year, stable employment is indispensable for the development of the city.
Perhaps because the money is being well spent, there are more people in the shopping district than usual and the people in the city looked warmer than usual.
In the midst of all of this cold but cheerful atmosphere, a representative of the city’s boredome came to the Magical Schenker Group headquarters on Schenker Street.
「That mole festival, why don’t we do it again this year?」
Petting Chicken’s blue pet dog on his lap is Shishiriki, the second son of the three Schenker brothers.
「Huh? Mole festival? What are you saying?」
「You know that festival you held on your own last year? The one where you built a fire around that scary mole statue?」
「Ah, you mean last year’s Pickles’ team’s good luck party.」
Last winter, to wish for the safety of the Torquiva-Tarababara trading party that was dispatched to the far north, we built a shrine of the mole god, the one who bestow divine protection to the leader of the party, the centaur Pickles, and held a festival.
The temple still exists but the giant mole float, a half joke, was so unpopular that it was burned because there was no place to keep it.
「Right right. Let’s do it again this year, okay? If possible, let’s do it with our association.」
「Association…..?」
「The people who run the festival in the south city. They are me, Fasarina-senpai, and my wife’s friends. We have nothing to do this winter.」
「Hmmm」
「Please, hey hey, can’t you〜!」
My second brother smiles and bows his head but festivals take a lot of manpower and time to prepare, not to mention money……
Last year, we weren’t involved with the dungeon yet so we had a lot of manpower and time at our disposal.
「I’m sure you guys just want to have fun on your own, right? Why don’t you just do it somewhere else……」
「Even if we want to, there is now way they’ll give permission to commoners〜. Please〜let us do it in your street～!」
My second brother tugs my jacket sleeve with his eyebrows in shape of ハ. However, it’s not like our street is a rented space.
It’s not something that can be decided only by me……No, on the contrary, it’s something that can only be decided by me.
What should I do……
「The members of our association knows a lot of places so I think it would be useful to have connection with them in various ways, don’t you think so too〜?」
「What is……sister in law Lina-Lina’s opinion?」
「My wife’s getting pretty big. I’m sure she’s feeling resentful because she hasn’t been able to get out of the house much lately. I’m sure she’ll be happy.」
「I see……what do you think, Chicken?」
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It was late winter when the wind had stopped blowing.
The super behemoth class beast type magic construct project had been completely suspended, ostensibly due to the fact that supplies were being procured as they awaited the deliberations of the demon crystal refining and creation team.
The bottom of the completed 100 meter building dock is covered with a thin layer of dead leaves and sand drifted from somewhere and site workers, who had been relieved of their duties, are busily working on the inside of the wall.
It was hard to build this huge dock though it’s just a hole in the ground.
There’s nothing inside that can be taken or destroyed so we’ve left it alone with only minimal security……
I don’t know why some find it fun but, it seems like the residents of Torquiva, who have nothing better to do in their spare time, come to see such a hole in the ground every day as if it were a new landmark.
They climb on top of the city walls, admire how big and deep it is, and go home.
I guess everyone has free time during winter when they can’t farm.
It seems that our meat and leather factories are also very busy with many people from the city applying for short term employment.
Since these people were idle until last year, stable employment is indispensable for the development of the city.
Perhaps because the money is being well spent, there are more people in the shopping district than usual and the people in the city looked warmer than usual.
In the midst of all of this cold but cheerful atmosphere, a representative of the city’s boredome came to the Magical Schenker Group headquarters on Schenker Street.
「That mole festival, why don’t we do it again this year?」
Petting Chicken’s blue pet dog on his lap is Shishiriki, the second son of the three Schenker brothers.
「Huh? Mole festival? What are you saying?」
「You know that festival you held on your own last year? The one where you built a fire around that scary mole statue?」
「Ah, you mean last year’s Pickles’ team’s good luck party.」
Last winter, to wish for the safety of the Torquiva-Tarababara trading party that was dispatched to the far north, we built a shrine of the mole god, the one who bestow divine protection to the leader of the party, the centaur Pickles, and held a festival.
The temple still exists but the giant mole float, a half joke, was so unpopular that it was burned because there was no place to keep it.
「Right right. Let’s do it again this year, okay? If possible, let’s do it with our association.」
「Association…..?」
「The people who run the festival in the south city. They are me, Fasarina-senpai, and my wife’s friends. We have nothing to do this winter.」
「Hmmm」
「Please, hey hey, can’t you〜!」
My second brother smiles and bows his head but festivals take a lot of manpower and time to prepare, not to mention money……
Last year, we weren’t involved with the dungeon yet so we had a lot of manpower and time at our disposal.
「I’m sure you guys just want to have fun on your own, right? Why don’t you just do it somewhere else……」
「Even if we want to, there is now way they’ll give permission to commoners〜. Please〜let us do it in your street～!」
My second brother tugs my jacket sleeve with his eyebrows in shape of ハ. However, it’s not like our street is a rented space.
It’s not something that can be decided only by me……No, on the contrary, it’s something that can only be decided by me.
What should I do……
「The members of our association knows a lot of places so I think it would be useful to have connection with them in various ways, don’t you think so too〜?」
「What is……sister in law Lina-Lina’s opinion?」
「My wife’s getting pretty big. I’m sure she’s feeling resentful because she hasn’t been able to get out of the house much lately. I’m sure she’ll be happy.」
「I see……what do you think, Chicken?」
It was late winter when the wind had stopped blowing.The super behemoth class beast type magic construct project had been completely suspended, ostensibly due to the fact that supplies were being procured as they awaited the deliberations of the demon crystal refining and creation team.The bottom of the completed 100 meter building dock is covered with a thin layer of dead leaves and sand drifted from somewhere and site workers, who had been relieved of their duties, are busily working on the inside of the wall.It was hard to build this huge dock though it's just a hole in the ground.There's nothing inside that can be taken or destroyed so we've left it alone with only minimal securityI don't know why some find it fun but, it seems like the residents of Torquiva, who have nothing better to do in their spare time, come to see such a hole in the ground every day as if it were a new landmark.They climb on top of the city walls, admire how big and deep it is, and go home.I guess everyone has free time during winter when they can't farm.It seems that our meat and leather factories are also very busy with many people from the city applying for short term employment.Since these people were idle until last year, stable employment is indispensable for the development of the city.Perhaps because the money is being well spent, there are more people in the shopping district than usual and the people in the city looked warmer than usual.In the midst of all of this cold but cheerful atmosphere, a representative of the city's boredome came to the Magical Schenker Group headquarters on Schenker Street.That mole festival, why don't we do it again this year?Petting Chicken's blue pet dog on his lap is Shishiriki, the second son of the three Schenker brothers.Huh? Mole festival? What are you saying?You know that festival you held on your own last year? The one where you built a fire around that scary mole statue?Ah, you mean last year's Pickles' team's good luck party.Last winter, to wish for the safety of the Torquiva-Tarababara trading party that was dispatched to the far north, we built a shrine of the mole god, the one who bestow divine protection to the leader of the party, the centaur Pickles, and held a festival.The temple still exists but the giant mole float, a half joke, was so unpopular that it was burned because there was no place to keep it.Right right. Let's do it again this year, okay? If possible, let's do it with our association.Association..?The people who run the festival in the south city. They are me, Fasarina-senpai, and my wife's friends. We have nothing to do this winter.HmmmPlease, hey hey, can't you!My second brother smiles and bows his head but festivals take a lot of manpower and time to prepare, not to mention moneyLast year, we weren't involved with the dungeon yet so we had a lot of manpower and time at our disposal.I'm sure you guys just want to have fun on your own, right? Why don't you just do it somewhere elseEven if we want to, there is now way they'll give permission to commoners. Pleaselet us do it in your street!My second brother tugs my jacket sleeve with his eyebrows in shape of . However, it's not like our street is a rented space.It's not something that can be decided only by meNo, on the contrary, it's something that can only be decided by me.What should I doThe members of our association knows a lot of places so I think it would be useful to have connection with them in various ways, don't you think so too?What issister in law Lina-Lina's opinion?My wife's getting pretty big. I'm sure she's feeling resentful because she hasn't been able to get out of the house much lately. I'm sure she'll be happy.I seewhat do you think, Chicken?
