I Was Reincarnated as a Poor Farmer in a Different World, so I Decided to Make Bricks to Build a Castle - Chapter 31

"Speaking of which, you don't see wooden architecture in this city. Isn't that a lot of major stuff?

"That's true. It's not safe to build a house out of wood."

"Why is the wooden house dangerous?

"No, it's impossible to think normally. I didn't know when someone was going to start a fire."

Oh, I see.

There is life magic in this world.

And among the magic spells of life, there is a ignition spell that can set fire freely at any time, and anyone over the age of a child who has finished the baptism can use it.

In a city surrounded by walls like this, if there are many wooden buildings, will fire cause trouble?

In that case, a brick house might be somewhat better in terms of safety.

"Speaking of houses, there aren't many windows. The buildings in this city."

I see. You don't need windows, do you? Turn on the lights with Lighting anyway.

"Everything has to do with life magic."

"Oh, thanks to the Lord."

The Lord's blessing...

Is life magic really related to God that can be used under the name of a magical formation?

But magic, so closely related to life, certainly benefits greatly.

Sometimes the common sense that I know becomes a deviant idea in this world due to the existence of magic.

But I wonder if it would be all right if there were a few more windows.

It's not a jail cell, so if there's an open building, maybe that's all it takes to make something new.

"I see. The windows! Maybe there's more demand for windows than glassware."

When I was talking to my father as I looked at the city, I was very inspired.

The glassware is clean, but in my father's opinion it is "fragile and difficult to use".

It may not be a product for ordinary people.

In that regard, what about window glass?

If you spell it, you can produce as much as a brick, and as long as the building exists, I think the demand itself is everywhere.

There may not be a lot of culture to put windows on, but it might be interesting to try it out.

With that in mind, I visited the city for the first time.

"Welcome back, Ars."

After looking around the city for a few days, I finally returned to the village after buying everything I needed at home with the money I earned from trading with a peddler.

On this trip, the forest land officially belonged to me.

That said, it's not like I'm moving to a hideout and living alone right away.

A large number of fallen trees remain near the building that was built as a safe house.

When the forest was cut open, the roots were knocked down and cleared.

At that time, the trees were kept in place, but they were just left on the ground.

That's why I mainly bought tools in the city for my use, such as luggage trucks to drop branches of trees and hatsuka picked up in the fields.

I needed more than I thought.

Again, the money in my possession went there, but that's only this time.

After all, from now on, the sales proceeds of beasts will come in.

In the meantime, my beast has decided to trade under the name Valkyrie for the same price as the pedestrian dragon.

I recall that the peddler described the riding dragon as "property".

It seemed to be true as far as the city was concerned.

The price of whether peddlers have earned their feet on the tunnel for years and can finally buy it.

Whether or not you have a Service Beast changes your confidence as a merchant and is a kind of parameter.

Such a service beast doesn't mean it can be bought and used infinitely.

Because it is a living thing, it always needs to be eaten, has limited physical strength, and naturally has a lifespan.

Speaking of which, a service beast may resemble a passenger car.

Ordinary people would hatch this car's production by absorbing magic from egg to egg.

However, I can hatch multiple eggs in a short period of time with Magic Injection , and Valkyrie herself, a service beast, has been successful in hatching eggs.

In other words, they were able to produce and sell expensive cars in large quantities, and the right to do so was officially recognized by the aristocracy.

I can't stop laughing.

I'm going to make money with Gappoli.

Because her expression was too loose, she worried about what happened to me when she saw me coming back.