Chapter 98: 98 道

The next morning, somewhat recovered from my night's sleep, I went about my morning routine and prepared to go into town. I load the sword and knife I made into the cart. I can do this kind of work even when I'm half asleep.

Whenever I load them, I always put them together by type, wrap them in a large piece of cloth, place them on the cart, and secure them with a rope. For knives, I do the same thing, only in a box without a lid. This box is also used to carry back small things (pepper, etc.) that I bought at Camilo's place, so it is quite useful.

This cart has been useful to me every time, but it is also a used one, and it is starting to show some signs of wear and tear. It's not something that can be fixed in one or two more trips, but I think I need to fix it somewhere. I think I can make one using the ...... cheat, but ball bearings and torsion bar suspensions are a bit much.

Today, it's just me and Rike pulling the cart, with Samija and Deanna as our escorts. The cart rumbles through the green landscape. The only sound other than the birdsong is the rustling of the leaves when the wind blows, so the sound of the cart is especially loud.

Since we only come and go once a week, and since the soil in this forest is originally hard, there are no ruts left even in this forest that we pass almost every week. As long as the "condition" exists, the fact that there are no ruts is probably not a problem, but I can't help but wonder if it's really a good idea to not maintain the path for the sake of the infrequent visitors. It's not as if wild animals don't come close to mountain trails, so maybe we should think about maintaining the trail even if it's only halfway from our house.

We made it safely to the entrance of the forest today, taking a break in between. On the way, Samija changed the course several times, probably because there was something ahead. Considering this, it would be difficult to construct a path on the entrance side. It might be more troublesome to deal with people when you encounter them on the street.

From here, I will go along the road as usual. It is not paved with cobblestones as in the Roman Empire of the previous world, but it is sufficiently hardened to make it easy to walk. It is a place with a good view, and with the guards patrolling the streets, there are hardly any burglars. However, the fact that there are few means that there are occasional burglars, so we cannot be too careful. As usual, I continued on my way, keeping my guard up.

I arrived at the entrance of the town without incident today. The guards were checking the passers-by with their usual sharp eyes. I don't have the courage to check them, but I guess they can recognize criminals even if they are acting normally. I exchange greetings with the guard, who glances at me and relaxes his gaze somewhat, and enter the city.

We walk along a road that has been well trodden by the feet of people coming and going. Carts and wagons just like ours are running easily and bustling. Of course, our carts felt lighter than the street. I wonder if there are cobblestones inside those walls. I thought about this as I looked over the wall that had originally been the city's outer wall.

Unlike last time, what I did after arriving at Camilo's store was the same as usual. Or maybe it wasn't so different last time. We talked about what we wanted and how much we were going to sell to the store, and then we usually just chatted. Today was a little different.

"How many swords does Eizo's place make, if they make so many?

Camilo asked me.

Camilo told me, "If we reduce the quality and only use one type, we can make almost six times as many swords as we do now. The less we have to make the high-end ones, the more we can make.

If I were to make a general model with priority on mass production speed, I could probably make it twice as fast as Rike. If I were to make a sword, I could use the entire time to make a knife, which would be 6 times the speed.

I see. ......

When Camilo hears this, he thinks about it.

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If you need it, I'll do it.　But you'll have to give up your other deliveries.

"That's the thing.

Hmm," Camilo thinks. It seems that he's not just retailing our products, so he might be thinking about what to do about that. If he buys them all every time, it means they are selling well. I don't think Camilo is so naive as to buy a certain number of books every time and keep adding to their bad stock. ...... It is also a trust in Camilo's talent as a merchant.

Camilo thought about it for a while, groaning, and then said

"Good.

He looked up. It was an unusually long time for Camilo, who had a tendency to make quick decisions.

Can we have all longswords for the next delivery?　The more the merrier.

"As I said before, I don't mind. Next week's deliveries will all be regular longswords, right?

Yeah. Give me a minute. I'll be right back.

Camilo said and left the room. I was curious as to why he needed so many, but if he did, he did. I didn't dare to ask why.

Camilo returned immediately as he had announced. He has two sheets of paper in his hand. They are not parchment, but something made of flax or cotton. There were some sentences written on them.

When you're sure they're the same, take one of them.

Camilo said as he held out the paper to me. I looked over the document. The document said, in summary, "I want all the longswords you can get by next week. I will pay you handsomely for your services. Payment is to be made in exchange for the longsword and this document. It is also signed by Camilo. So to speak, this is an order form. The reason why the amount of compensation is not written specifically is because the amount of delivery is up to me. It would have been nice if they had specifically stated, for example, 50 pieces, but I'll just assume that they were trying to cover for any unforeseen circumstances. It's quite vague for a purchase order, but it's a win-win situation.

I'm sure.

After checking the contents of one of the order forms, and confirming that the contents of the other one were the same, and that the thumbprint that seemed to belong to Camilo was stamped as a split seal, I put the order form in my pocket.

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