Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Chapter 106: 106 Expedition begins


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The tent was huge, but there was no one inside. I don't have a lot of stuff, but I'm leaving tomorrow, so I guess it's loaded in the carriage outside. Lower your bags and lie down once and for all. I've been rocked by a carriage for a long time, so I'm here on my hips and my ass. I'm talking about almost a carriage for three days from tomorrow, and even though my body is young, this seems better prepared.

I seemed to have plenty of free time, so I scrape the tree that was falling off with the knife I brought and make a statue to spare. After about an hour or so when the cheats for critical production worked, a pretty good looking statue of the goddess was created. I let him sit on my luggage and wish him well on his expedition.

While I'm doing that, it's dinner time just fine. Wye and soldiers gather near the Supply Squad tent to make rows with dishes in one hand. I was in line when Boris picked me up a tree.

Going down the line, Sandro and Martin are passing the soup out of the pan. The line went smoothly and it was my turn.

"Whoa, you! Eat well!

Sandro serves plenty of soup to me as I greet him with a big voice.

"Thanks!"

I smiled and received soup and bread. Stiff bread for a while from breakfast tomorrow, but not so hard yet today. It seems that the stiff bread will continue for the next week, so it is a temporary meal.

I also head around where the soldiers are gathered and sitting and start eating with my hips properly down. It's so delicious, but it's not particularly bad. The flavor is also close to the soup I make at home, but the ingredients and seasonings seem a little more delicious for us. If you can eat so much delicious food with ingredients that would still be limited, many soldiers would be glad to be part of the crusade.

From tomorrow until the destination, he says it's two meals a day (there's a lunch break), and while on the move, the dried meat simmered back with something like sauce, not like soup, is the staple food on the bread. I guess it's because it's hard to prepare and remove kama while you're on the move, and washing dishes can be tricky.

When you're done eating, return the dishes. Boris was in charge of the recovery.

"Thank you, you're in trouble.

"What, this is the job. Come on. It was tougher when we were at war two years ago.

Boris replied with a laugh when he returned the dishes and I rang. It's a short, but guttering look when you're fit and would surely be on guard if you met him in the street. "See you in the tent," he said, and I went back to the tent.

When the sun goes down, I just fall asleep in the garrison, except for the watchman. The Supply Squad will not be told to watch, so they will all go to bed. The job is special. I decided to go too, and I slept with Sandro and Matisse, who came back to the tent after work. I'm glad you're a person who can sleep anywhere.

The next morning, when I get myself together easily, I'll finish breakfast as soon as possible. Breakfast is in the same soup as last night, it is hard bread. This is soaked in soup, softened and eaten, but it's not so hard that you can't eat it without soaking it. Is it because it hasn't been that long since I baked it? I almost finished eating to pour in. You lived the experience around here when you were busy working in the previous world. Although it's an experience I don't really want to take advantage of.

At the end of breakfast time, butterflies, tents and kamadu are cleaned up and loaded more and more into the carriage. Dozens of soldiers worked together to move, and in about an hour, all loads were finished. In between, Matisse connects the horse to the carriage. Your men seem to be in charge of the soldiers. Me and Sandro get in the carriage assigned to the supply team, too.

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There, a little woman jumped on board in a panic.

"Gi, you made it with a critical..."

His breath is constant, but if he makes it, good. If that's what I think, Matisse sitting next to me is bossy.

"That's what I am.

I said. Not much has been said, but Matisse makes a blurry and terminal statement. In this case, I mean "she's the civilian I spoke to yesterday," but I'm overwhelmingly speechless. You know what I mean...

When I approached a woman with a constant breath, I called out.

"Are you all right? Would you like some water?

"Ah, yes. Thank you.

The woman receives the water bottle I gave her and takes about two sips. Anticipating a sigh of compassion, I called out again.

"I was recruited as a blacksmith by the Supply Squad, my name is Eizo. Go ahead and get to know him.

"Oh, thank you very much. My name is Frederica Schulter and I'm a civilian with a supply team. When you say blacksmith, do you do repairs?

"Yeah. That's what I'm asking.

"The declaration will come to me once the armament that needs repairing. I'll ask Mr. Eizou to fix what came, so it would be helpful if you could focus on fixing that.

"Okay.

Is the repair declared? Well, I'll make money for it if I make a shabby repair, but the expense is insignificant. It's stressful to get into a shabby repair, so if you can shut me out beforehand, I can help.

Thus the carriage carrying all the Supply Squad Ments slowly ran out and the expedition had finally begun.

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