Chapter 13: 13 unexpected

The day after I first went to the city and sold only one knife, I had been making knives in the morning. Not at all powerful, the "few hits" one. And think it's hard while making it.

What I found out when I went to the city was that farm tools don't sell that much in Free City. It's only natural to think about it for a moment, and the residents of the new town are mainly merchants and craftsmen who put it in. They basically don't buy farm tools.

And as for the peasants going out of the old town in the walls into the fields outside the walls, the small farmers whose lords are renting the fields naturally owe them farm tools from their lords, and even to the free peasants who have their own fields, they will buy farm tools from the blacksmiths in the walls (who are also responsible for creating and repairing the farm tools the lords lend to them) and ask them to repair them. So you don't have to come all the way to Free City to buy farm tools.

Now I think, "To protect myself during my journey," there were other stores selling knives, long swords, and long and short spears, but none of them sold farm tools. If I had noticed that, I wouldn't have had to line up the sickles in vain. This is yesterday's biggest reflection, and what to do with the sickle and quail in stock is what worries me in the future. Well, should I mow the grass around the house and plow the fields? He said, "I have production skills." And maybe I can handle that pretty well.

For now, the main product in the future is definitely a knife. I hope the other weapons sell to the guards, but I don't think the guards, who also have aspects as Lord's private soldiers, will buy long swords and spears. Essentially because it's a supply.

I guess what that guard bought me a knife is that the knife is not a treatment of a weapon paid for, but a combination of personal effects at work.

That said, there will be a time for merchants and their escorts to sell if they make good weapons. We need to look between the knives and make them.

In the end, however, this day depended on the production of knives all day. Because I think the earning head right now is going to be this guy. And it is time for dinner.

"Hey, can Eizo make arrows?

"Hmm? Oh. I think it's okay, but why?

"In a little while, I'm going to go back hunting, and I wish I had an arrow with an elephant arrow at that time"

"I see. Okay, I'll make it."

"No! I begged you!

"Oh. And tomorrow, I'm going to the city, please"

"Oh, leave it to me!

How happy I am to have you make arrows, and then I'm in a good mood, Thermia. If you're so happy, it's worth making.

The next day, I left the city on the same route as before. Nothing happened this time, I hope it's safer than I thought, but I have a little trouble telling you that I'm totally working all day.

Checked by a different guard than before, enters the city and leaves the store in Free City. It's exactly the same around here as yesterday. The difference is that only the knife is used in this case.

And then the number of pieces is decreasing, so I left a bunch of straw that I tried out this time. The knife itself is the least available, but I can tell right away that it still has a lot better cleavage than a coarse knife. I thought customers would want to do it, and I have uncut straw. Come on, I'll sell you more today than before.

Thus, whether it was the effect of a trial-out exhibition, by around noon, two bottles were sold to a pedestrian-style man. That's over the last time at this point. Gatspaws in my heart.

"Eizo, you're so happy right now"

I got thrust into Thermia that way, but I'm so glad that doesn't bother me either.

"That's because it sells better than before. At this rate, we can sell some more."

Thermia looked facetious for a moment, but soon,

"Oh, I hope so"

And he returned it with a raunchy grin.

But contrary to expectations, it didn't sell at all from there. I sent Thermia out for one on the way and she bought salted meat, wheat and beans for a fraction of the sales, but I spent another layer of free time there until Thermia went and came home.

"I don't know if it's like this anymore today"

I suck.

"Well, it's over before, and it's not okay."

Thermia who returns it.

"Well, it is."

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So, when I thought I was going to close the store today, there was a big change. About five men in leather armor showed up. I don't have a weapon in my hand, but what's in the leather armor I'm wearing is the crest of this city - that is, the Guard. That bunch is coming straight this way.

There are indications that Thermia will put her hands on the (...) knife for her (...) minute (s). I'm not sure behind the diagonal, but if anything happened, I'd let him play a big stand around, without even looking at his own injuries.

I don't want that to happen as much as possible. That worry of mine elsewhere, the man at the head of that group said,

"Is that you? I sold that knife to Marius."

was. I don't know the name Marius, but I do know the person who sold the knife.

"Ha, I don't know your name, but is it that young guard? Kind of a nice guy."

"Yes! That's him! I knew it was here. Do you still have a knife for sale?

"Yeah, I do. I've made it again since, and it hasn't sold that much today."

"All right, all right, then give me all you got right now."

"What? Is it all?

I don't understand the words I'm told, and when I'm confused, the man,

"Yes, it's all there. Yesterday and the first two days yesterday, he showed off his new knife, and the sharpness is also first-class. And it's not expensive. That's what we wanted, too. Sell it."

"No, I don't mind selling that..."

"Is there a problem?

"No, just for a minute."

What worried me was that if I sold as much personal belongings as I could to all the guards, I wouldn't let the blacksmith in the wall “ Lord keep an eye on me, ” but for now I reconsidered trying to sell it for a minute.

"Uh, there are eight left now. Forty silver coins in total."

"Come on, forty. Count me in."

"Yes. One, two, three... 39, 40. Yes, I did have it. This way, please."

"Whoa, can I pull it out?

"Go ahead."

A man pulling a knife out of his sheath. I'm even more used to unplugging than Marius. Maybe one of the guards is in a great position.

"You, too."

Hand the knife to the other guards who were there. Everyone pulls out their knives and tries to pull them off. Shit, that's a little unusual for this number of people.

"I knew it was a good one, this"

"Thank you"

The men praised me, so when I gave them back, the men left satisfied.

I apologize to the people around me because things were different earlier and the men in the guard armor came to Zorozolo and became obscure in the first place.

"I'm sorry to disturb you"

"No, no, I'm a little surprised, but it's a good thing things sell"

Immediately on my side of the space, I was able to say that to a very wide merchant who was selling textiles, so I put my chest down and closed today's business.

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