"Oh, boy. Looks like you've got the numbers you promised. Thank you."
A peddler who bought bricks I made magically.
He says the brick market is hot right now.
I was told that I would buy as much as I could.
Sometimes the plan of mass producing luxury dishes in me and wafers quickly disappeared, and I wanted to blow it away at least from a merchant who said, "I will buy as many bricks as I can now."
So I said, "Next time I come, I'll have a few or ten times as many bricks."
Apparently, the pedestrian side was preparing well, either because he had seriously delivered the sandals before or because he didn't take my child's words seriously.
He came back to the village with a rather heavy object called a brick and secured a means of transport to move around.
"What is this guy...? It's a Bakemon....."
I saw the carrier the peddler had prepared and accidentally crushed it.
It is impossible to carry heavy bricks on a person's back.
So the peddler brought a bigger truck than usual.
But it is neither a human nor a horse or a donkey that moves the truck.
Glittering his catching eyes, he put scales all over his body, and a two-legged walking creature with sharp nails at the tip of his hands and feet was tied to the wagon.
It was as if you had a big lizard or a crocodile standing with two hind legs.
I wondered if there was an eye or an eye, and he opened his mouth and saw a large jagged tooth.
If they bite you, you'll be dead.
There was no doubt that there was no such creature in the previous life.
"Haha, is this the first time a kid has seen a dragon rider? It's cool, I guess. It was a story of preparing a lot of bricks. I brought him a powerful one."
"Riding dragons? Does that mean he's a dragon?
"Hmm? No, it's different from a real dragon. He's a kind of beast."
"Service beast? What's that?"
I hear words I'm not used to hearing, so I ask questions.
I get into the truck and the merchant handles the bricks on the ground.
A pedestrian taught me about a service beast while helping me to take it and load it neatly so that it wouldn't collapse.
A service beast, as its name suggests, is a creature that a man employs.
But it doesn't seem like we're going to catch wildlife and use it.
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