Chapter 762

Chapter 762: Immigrant City Planning

In view of this incident, it was decided to create a costume box inside the cabin that would combine benches.

It is also a form that takes into account the emotions of the female slaves who want to make the cut “indoors are completely erotic areas” by installing them near the entrance.

… No, they’ll say that’s not your hope, but that was a lot of hope around ancient ginseng female slaves.

“Because it’s a ‘flying jerk-off room’ for Andy and I to travel flirting separately from the carriage.”

“If you want a normal journey, you can use the carriage you’ve been carrying. This is just the kind of ride that we’re supposed to travel on.”

Angelos and Aurora snort at each other, but I’ve been thinking a little more about the use. Something like this, mobile base.

… That’s for dragon transport only, so I can’t even make a very vocal claim because Lyda pointed out to me that I should just fly to the nearby inn if I want to normally use it as an accommodation.

And the “flying yari room” had penetrated at some point as an inherent noun referring to that cabin.

No such taste or character, I thought, but I couldn’t tell you because I was about to slip announcing a nice code name at this time.

These ada names are difficult to try to stop settling at an early time.

Once settled, I decide to make a long-term plan to rename it as a hidden word that refers to it once again.

Until then, let’s settle down and work out a good plan.

So, in the time I’ve been pulling, there’s been some progress.

First, Feilong flights came.

An agreement between Queca’s Celesta summit and the Trotto Royal Palace came together, and a proposed plan for the emigration of Carlwin residents was delivered by urban design researchers at Wangdu University.

It had a recommendation from Minister Ashton that he would leave it to Ms Deane to carry out the task, by matching it with the actual topography and geological surveys, as well as preparing for the start of work next year.

Actual construction work is too late now in the summer. There will be snow in less than a few months around the polka, so even if we recruit a worker from the middle of the trot and send him over here, it’s timed up before we work on it for weeks.

… if normal.

“Maia, Emma. How many dragons can move as Andy’s decree begins building cities?

In response to Mr. Deane’s question, the two answer.

“If it’s our palace, maybe six or seven of them will make sure it moves. My mother, Juline, my great-uncle.”

“From Crystal Palace, I was wondering if I could give you 50 heads if I spoke directly.”

“Mm…”

Maia stares sideways and Emma has a slightly better face.

Though, hey.

“50 heads is just too much”

“If you have more hands, aren’t you going that fast?

“To be honest, just our four heads are enough. But while we’re at it, it’s harder to travel long distances for other faces, so it’s helpful if the number of replacements just moves.”

Mr. Deane intends to proceed quickly with the construction of the city in the dragon.

The construction of the fort in Renfangas was also a good test case. Whether you leave home architecture to human labor, there are many other tasks that can be done beforehand in dragons, such as landscaping, water remediation, well digging and opening.

But no matter how many tens of thousands of units of city to build, I don’t want to see the sight of 50 dragons just over 40 meters.

That’s what the city might look like in a few days if its workforce, but if you see someone inadvertently irrelevant, it might just look like the sight of the end of the world.

“Mostly, try to think that Andy could easily use that kind of mobilisation. Even if Andy doesn’t care about it at all, the fear of the dragon will cause another war.”

“I feel it’s not a bad thing to boast about the Lord’s original authority because we can move facts…”

“Andy is a man who doesn’t want the dragon to be a seed that disturbs peace. Understand him.”

While nodding, I also think Emma is still a “dragon sensibility”……

Dragons that can naturally take care of things like Lyla are rare after all.

I guess there are times when Emma’s still young and she’s so dissatisfied with me being insulted.

“… well, just the four heads I keep directly are not enough of a threat to the state.”

Mr. Deane squeaks bossy as he scratches his head.

… Yes. He’s paralyzed, but he is, isn’t he? Even one chick saffle is at a level where the army panics, right?

Let us not forget prudence in the future. Yeah.

Speaking of which, some Karlwyn residents are already out in Polka.

The battle with that liner is over, and it seems like a lot of time has passed because we’ve healed, Celesta and Lapard have gone around and reconciled with the Sharios, but it’s that battle at the end of spring, and it’s only that next summer.

I’m surprised, I walk through a cultural (their perspective) city I’ve never seen, I find someone who gets along with me when I’m speechless, and I spend my time realizing that poverty and heavy labor heal my worn flesh as if it were reborn.

The same was true in the case of Lady, but there is something fun and delightful to watch as patients in terrible conditions are healed in the Spirit Springs and impressed by the high performance of their healthy bodies and their rightful good looks.

The first dozen people I brought in were particularly physically handicapped, but they were so unclean and unhealthy that even the floaters didn’t quite see them in the trot, a healthy body that now looks perfectly good.

I thought you were a soaked old man dying, but if you healed, washed, and got your beard and hair done, you’d still be a normal middle-aged man in your 30s, or if you thought you were an aunt with bulky hair in a similar pattern, you’d be about my age after treatment. There a beautiful woman appears.

I knew it was important to be healthy and clean, so I double-checked. And I also admire Naia, who seems to have lost no pity even in that harsh environment thanks to Elf’s blood.

“Hello, gentlemen”

“Dear Naia!

“Are we such good things to think about? It’s like this is paradise.”

If you find what Naia looks like, the Karlwinians swarm wacky in Karlwinian and talk to each other orally.

They live in a fuzzy mood every day, and some of them seem to suspect every day that they are dead already.

“Isn’t that what Mr. Smythson said? You all did your best. So you just made me happy.”

“It’s just us, I wonder if that’s okay. Or can you all do it like this?”

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“I don’t think I should be too extravagant, but now I’m afraid to go back to the valley.”

“It’s like royalty, us”

Beautiful healthy body = royalty. He seems to recognize that.

“Besides, good clothes for the beautiful house here… I guess I’ll have to forget all about the delicious rice, the delicious liquor when I get back over there”

“Alcohol is delicious. I’m pretty sure Mr. Smythson said that.”

… Well, that’s a neck.

And I snort, yeah, snort, eavesdropping from the shadow of a wall a little further away.

Carlwin’s agrarian reform is just not going to be easy. The technology should be conveyed at all costs and is getting better and better than before, but those available here…… the cloth and liquor levels in particular are top notch in the country thanks to the elves. It won’t be hard in ten or twenty years no matter how hard you try to catch up there.

It might be cruel to make you feel good and go home.

… So Naia smiles.

“Actually, we can choose whether to go back to the valley or not.”

“Huh?”

“Of course, once we get you back. But Mr. Deane and I are working hard so that we can move here again afterwards. I want you to convince your fellow valleys to come out here, if possible.”

“Uh… uh”

“Look at all of you who are so beautiful, and the others will be able to believe that Mr. Smythson’s words are not lies…. Guys, I’m still dragging on back when the King was there. Maybe some people don’t even know the king is gone. There are a lot of people who don’t know anything about the real world, and they give up what’s convenient and they don’t stop happening that way… and they’re afraid to change.”

…… oh.

Speaking of which, is that right?

That’s how many eyes and ears the Karwinians were blocked and tamed with.

I’m from that artisan village, and they could have believed us. They’re still the best. Other than that, there must be a lot of Karlwinians we never had contact with.

The city Mr. Deane is going to make is a vessel that accepts them all like that.

But one day Irina said she saw us as invaders and conquerors.

We can’t force them away more than ourselves to believe we’re not like that. We need them to be concerned about it, with their eyes and ears blocked and even left out of the transformation of the times.

No matter how much they preach and invite here, there may not be as many residents who believe and immigrate.

Yeah, and even if it was painful, the option of “nothing has to change, it’s as good as it’s ever been” is that sweet.

“… even if it was such a painful place, hometown is hard to leave. I decided to follow Mr. Smythson… but still, from time to time, getting back on that path I walked with Faria can seem so right. That’s about it, memories tie people up. … so please persuade my fellow valleys to persuade me with guts. There’s a great future ahead of us, and asking for it isn’t betrayal.”

Mr. Deane told me to persuade you, and I guess Naia herself is spinning this word over and over again.

Where I don’t know, everyone walks through their own time and worries about their own problems……

It’s where I hide, I put my thoughts on her and their feelings.

It sounds good when it comes to the blank future, but it’s really vague to them, I can’t imagine any flow, and still the path to a future I have to choose from.

To preach that it is a happy thing……

“In the end, I have to set an example.”

“Wow.”

When I looked behind me, Mr. Deane was there.

“They really don’t know anything about this one…. Then we’ll have to let him try. Make Naia and Beatrice happy and affirm that’s what’s right. That will guide their new way of life”

“… ah, uh… see in my case. Too many daughters-in-law, convincingly.”

“They don’t know about marriage. I need to know now. I can imitate you and have many wives. Sooner or later, the law will be fine.”

“… I still don’t think I should let you imitate it”

While I’m at it, I’m living a way that I can’t really make reference to.

(cont ‘d)