Chapter 303: Romantic Theory
In the corner of Polka, the construction of our house is progressing smoothly.
“Good. You’re doing it”
“Oh, Owner!”
When I went to the site with a hot meat pie wrapped at the inn as a souvenir, the elves, led by blue clan´s Elmo, the carpenters, stopped and gathered around.
“Put it in. ……Its cold”
“Well yes”
“But we can’t afford to be complacent. Over there, the ogres in the south are building a fine building, but if we say we cant do it because its cold, its related to the ticket in the northern forest”
“Uha, delicious……I cant wait, whats the warm food in this cold sky”
The elves carry the meat pie in their mouths and look blissful. As for the important house……well, I understand that they´re doing their best on the sidelines. The first floor of the house has already been completed, perhaps inspired by the construction of Isaac and his team’s barracks. At this point, you can see that it’s quite large. All that remains is the second floor, the roof and the interior……well, we can’t do it all at once like the Ogres.
“A free ogre or dwarf, would you like me to turn it?”
“That’s a little……”
“Aside from the ogres, there are no dwarves”
The elves are reluctant. Well, can’t we compromise so much that it doesn’t go well? Jeanne’s strong and dexterous and she’s strong in steady work, but she’s a dwarf.
“I’ve learned that they’re good at hard work, but a job well done is a job well done. I’ve already had help carrying materials and clearing snow. ……If I need any more help, it will be a matter of pride for the house owner”
“Is that so?”
“You want to do the work you’ve taken on yourself, don’t you?”
“……Well, that’s true”
I do rely on Jackie-san, though. Conversely, it is because of Jackie-san that I rely on her and no matter how quick he is and how good he is at his job, I don’t want to throw away my current work to someone else who is far away. ……I think that’s how they see their work.
“If we’re losing out on speed, we’d like to win them back with our delicate workmanship. I’m sorry, just give me a little time, general”
“Ah, once I’ve entrusted you with the job, I’m counting on you”
The territoriality and competitive spirit of a craftsman is pleasant when it’s in the right hands. I’ll leave Elmo and the others to their work, hoping they’ll do the same.
Then I proceeded with my own work. Jackie-san has already done the ironing, so I’ve been working on the engraving. Neias armor was starting to look more and more complete.
“Armor that completely wraps the small body of the hero Neia……I’m saying this, but it’s still a little……”
“Exaggerated?”
“Yes. ……That hero will not be dulled in the slightest by wearing this”
I understand what Sharon says. It’s true that the large area of defense and the small height seem unbalanced. In the past, armor has required physical strength and size, especially in Trot, where men have been responsible for warfare and full body armor is rarely available for children who are not tall enough. If you don’t have the strength, you won’t be able to move anyway. They use partial armor to lighten the weight and cover it up. A person with a physique like Neia is, to put it bluntly, a child soldier. On the other hand, this armored area has a strangely stretched and embarrassing impression, like a child’s tailcoat. I know it’s a prejudice. Me and Sharon.
“Well, I don’t know how it feels, but let’s not do it. If you are a country blacksmith who is behind the times, let me tell you, it is uncomfortable for a woman to be using weapons and armor like this”
“Well”
“……Trot is that kind of place. As Jackie-san says, it’s certainly a matter of common sense”
In the past, a woman wielding a weapon would have been ridiculous in some respects. However, if it actually becomes strong, I have to keep silent. That’s what Neia is all about, when you get right down to it. If you can use it, no matter how small you are, this armor is not a mismatch. It’s a mismatch to try to impose old common sense.
“Well, if this armor ends up being really exaggerated……will be the best”
“?”
“It’s best if you don’t need it. No weapons, no armor”
Sharon makes a little joke and laughs. If this ends up being unharmed. If Neia wouldn’t have to wear it again, leaving it intact. Really, there’s nothing better than that. Neia is strong. But just because she’s strong doesn’t mean she has to keep fighting. Not fighting. I can’t help but hope that the time will come when that choice will be allowed, even as I make it.
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Night.
“Nya. I’ve got four beers and two snack sets for you, I´m sorry to have kept you waiting”
“Hey hey, Cute-chan, wait a minute. We haven’t ordered anything yet”
“There’s only three of us”
“Nya……nyanya?”
“Yes, yes, Cute, that’s probably table seven! We’ll take your order here.
“Oh, Savory-chan, three beers for the time being. And assorted potatoes”
“Yes Yes. Please wait a moment♪”
In the new bar, Savory and the new cat girl Cute are running around among the crossbow men.
“I’m a little worried……”
“Why don’t you also help Luna?”
“What should I do……”
Luna is worried about Cute. In the new, spacious tavern, 60 percent are young crossbowmen, 20 percent are young men from Polka (the old ones are drinking slowly in the old tavern) and the remaining 20 percent are forest elves and cat beastmen. Although it was still not easy to share a table and get along with each other……those who were in the mood were starting to interact with each other. My table consisted of Luna, Almeida, Johnny, Keiron, Williams and I. ……It was a natural gathering, but it had a rich international flavor to it.
“Johnny, what happened to your buddy?”
Keiron asks, munching on his fries and Johnny shrugs.
“He’s on a date with his girlfriend. ……It’s just stargazing on the outskirts of town, though. It’s nice and innocent”
“Huuh. ……In this cold weather”
“I’m sure it’s cold, but Keel doesn’t have time for that. He created an atmosphere from the story of the stars, picked up her hand in the cold and sneaked into the hot springs or sneaked into a bed. That’s the kind of date we have at Polka”
“Does Keel know much about the stars?”
“Yes, he does. I mean, he couldn’t miss it because it’s such a classic……”
“I see. I hope he’s doing well”
Johnny and Williams both snickered at Keiron’s words.
“Impossible”
“Impossible”
“……You guys are so cold. I mean, jealousy master Williams aside, pray for your partner’s success. And you’re married, Johnny”
“Because it was Keel´s super temper. At best, he’ll get a laugh out of it”
It’s Keel, Keel. It’s not going to work out any faster than me”
I think your desperate wishful thinking is very uncool, Williams.
“Andy……wouldn’t you do that?”
Almeida asks with a little hesitation.
“Or more precisely……I’m not a polka-dot kid in that sense”
I’ve spent my youth in Trot´s capital and Celesta. I don’t know the tradition of such a normal approach.
“If you want to try it, I’ll go out with you”
“……I can’t, because I don’t have the slightest understanding of the stars”
In a way, it’s frustrating that Keel has more popularity skills than I do. I mean.
“……If you think about it, it’s absolutely impossible for Almeida to have a star bud! You were over 100 years old!?”
It’s just embarrassing no matter what you think.
“I, It’s not that I’m old, but it doesn’t mean that I know everything about the stars”
“Of course it does……”
However.
“……Does Almeida like that kind of romanticism too?”
“Surprising……I hate you for saying it……”
Ugu. ……Is it a little mean.
“It just sounds like you’re moping”
When Luna sledges, the other three at the table nod all at once.
“I think Andy should die”
“It’s too bad he didn’t get stabbed”
“After all this time, why are you so popular”
Even if such a thing is said. ……I don’t really understand why.
“I’m not sure why”
I muttered to myself.
“If it’s for personal reasons, I can tell you”
“……S, Should I tell you?”
“Sorry, don’t say it, both of you”
Sex! It’s a bit of a problem even if it’s said. It’s a public place.
“I, I’m all ears”
“Why is Almeida-san so into Andy? It’s rather strange”
Williams and Johnny are biting. I would appreciate it if you would stop.
“……As a cat beast, I really feel the power of a male from him……I mean, he has a sense of responsibility”
When Luna mutters.
“It’s pretty much the same”
Almeida also turns red and nods.
“No No No”
“You’re not a beastman, are you, Almeida-san?”
Williams and Johnny insisted. I tried to stop them, but Williams put me in a choke hold. I was flabbergasted.
“……It’s really similar in general. He treats me as a little girl……a ridiculous man. But he’s certainly weak, but sometimes he feels that much……that there are times when the black dragon Laila is convinced even if it’s a drop”
“Eh……”
“Are you really that great?”
“L, Let me, Let me go first!”
It’s nice to lift it, but it’s itchy. And when Almeida, who was found out by Hilda-san as 「I lost to the cock and was made a mess」, said such a thing, I can not help personally. That’s not the point, is it? And there.
“Maa, the great thing about Andy-kun is that he doesn’t lose momentum like those members☆”
Hilda-san, who had a good amount of alcohol, came into the conversation while placing a ceramic cup on the table. Where did she hear that from?
“I won’t lose momentum……”
“What do you mean, Hilda-sensei?”
“Because you’re always going to commit even to Laila and Dianne, isn’t it an advantage? And usually, if five or six girls come in a crazy way, why don’t you make me a toy? Andy-kun, you’re a great boy who can take on dozens of girls and always feel like 『Have sex』, not just 『Play around』”
Hilda-san speaks the truth. Please, don’t talk about obscenity so openly. I thought.
“……Seriously, Smithson?”
“……As one would expect, it might be amazing”
For some reason, Williams and Johnny were convinced.
“E, Emm……”
I was at a loss for a response.
“I have a single wife, but……she can be a bit of a pain in the ass sometimes……”
“Everyone is holding down that face in bed……no, don’t be afraid of it”
“You guys have a strange impression!”
The table creates a subtle atmosphere.
“Well……its Smithson, who has been reminiscing about 『That』for a long time”
Keiron mutters heavily.
“Yeah……”
Williams nodded.
“What do you mean with that? Andy, what were you talking about?”
“Whenever Smithson gets drunk, he always talks about how he and Selenium got together”
“That’s Apple-san, right?”
My colleagues mentioned my former drinking habits. The female slaves listen with great interest.
“It was my fault! What’s with the hanging!”
Help me.