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“Silvia, think again. Would the family run without a man? I will protect you.”

“Stop it! Mr. Garom. And I don’t want you to argue anymore about my family. Our family also has a decent head.”

“That foreigner? You’re a hunter anyway. You never know when you might die unexpectedly, so let’s stay with me, who is safe as the owner of the mill.”

“Xian is Ian’s proud son. I am not someone who will go somewhere and die.”

Garom felt his stomach turn at the name Sylvia brought up.

Ian.

Garom hated him very much. Garom hated Ian, who had a handsome face, outstanding abilities, and even the fact that he was a foreigner and was popular with the village girls and adults, as if he was turning him into an idiot. And the same was true for Xian, who could be said to be his son. I wish he would disappear from this town if possible.

However, despite his feelings, Garom could not be openly hostile to Ian and Sian. Ian was a man with a sturdy physique like knights, the swords of nobles, and he had good skills and stamina as a hunter, but his son Xian was even better than Ian. First of all, he was a head taller than Ian, and his strength was so great that I couldn’t help but gape when I saw him casually carrying the body of the huge beast, the Warbear. Also, seeing them working endlessly made me wonder if they were the same person.

Ian, who was born with everything except his family, didn’t brag about his son, Sian, every time he visited the village, and there was a reason why the village chief looked at him fondly.

How do you feel about yourself in front of Ian and Xian?

He was just a lame idiot.

That’s why Garom even wanted Sylvia, the most beautiful woman in town.

I felt like that would fulfill me as a man.

Last time, the player was taken away by the former village chief’s son, but not now. If she were a widow, she could take it for herself.

“Just trust me and follow me, I will take care of you… ”

“Aaaah!”

“Please stop.”

Garom, agitated with jealousy, was about to pull Silvia towards him.

Someone grabbed Garom by the collar and then pushed him away.

“Who is it!”

“Stop it, get away from your mother-in-law.”

He was none other than Xian, and Garom could not say anything to the man who was looking down at him.

Garom did not have the courage to confront a man who could be seen as perfect, unlike himself, who was crippled.

If it had been there in the first place, I wouldn’t have done something like this.

“Two, we’ll see!”

Garum runs away with a limp leg. Sian, who no longer paid attention to that guy, took care of Sylvia.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s okay. And thank you.”

Sylvia, who had collapsed due to Garom’s sudden behavior, stood up holding Sian’s hand.

His thick, large hands and his grip made me feel manly, different from ordinary men. Sylvia felt that fact again.

‘You hugged Chloe with these hands.’

“Silvia?”

“Huh?”

“It’s okay, right?”

“It’s okay. That person hasn’t been like that for a day or two.”

“It’s not just once or twice.”

At Sylvia’s answer, Sian’s expression darkened.

To be precise, we are getting closer to the border that is built by looking at the enemy.

“I will go and warn you. If you approach Sylvia again, I won’t forgive you.”

“You don’t have to do that. Cyan.”

“But Sylvia is having a hard time.”

“Still, even though he looks like that, he is the owner of the mill and is powerful in the village.”

“Owner of the mill?”

Sian looked like he didn’t understand what Sylvia said.

It was as if something like a flour mill was important.

“I understand why Sylvia is worried. But Sylvia is important to me.”

In “?”

“She is my wife’s mother, and she is like family to me now. I will protect you, so don’t worry, just trust me and wait for me.”

“……”

Even though it was a similar line to Garom, the feeling of accepting it was completely different.

Also, perhaps because she had been without a husband for a long time, Sylvia felt like the burden she had been carrying was lifted from her shoulders when she heard Sian say that he would protect her.

“Okay. Then I will trust Xian.”

Sylvia, who thought of Ian while looking at Xian, smiled comfortably for the first time in a long time.

. . .

Flour mill.

It is a place where grains are ground and made into flour. It is easy to think of a water mill.

However, the mill in the village actually used a windmill, and its condition was not very good, perhaps due to the ravages of time.

‘It wasn’t maintained.’

The villagers did not build the mill in the first place. It was made by a professional engineer hired by the lord, and responsibility was given to the village chief, who then selected a villager to manage the mill.

‘Because the guy who says he’s a galom has a sick leg. I guess they gave it to me out of pity.’

The lower body is very important to a country man.

This is not because of the night life, but because most of the work uses the lower body.

‘You can work even if you have bad arms, but it’s not easy to work if you have bad legs.’

It may be different in each era, but it was like that in agricultural villages, and I gave it out of pity. But that guy should have been grateful for the gift, but he was making a fuss in the village.

Is this a premature cotyledon?

If your body is sick, your mind will be sick too.

“So Tom, we need to build a watermill.”

“What? Watermill?”

Tom suddenly came to me, looked at me with mischievous eyes, and asked.

“What are you going to make this old man do again?”

“We will create something that contributes to the village.”

Tom seemed interested in contributing to the village and asked active questions.

“Did you say it was a watermill? First of all, what is it?”

“It is a flour mill. Flour mill.”

“Ah, that?”

Tom gave a puzzled look.

“Let’s build another one that already exists?”

“Yes. Didn’t you say that it was so old that it might break down at any moment, and that it was in such a strange condition that someone almost got hurt?”

“Yes. Last time too, Khan next door almost got hurt. Anyway, it’s good to make a new one. But I don’t know how to make that.”

Making a mill was not easy.

It was not for nothing that the lord hired a professional engineer to make it.

No matter how much you have a finished product, seeing it and making it is a completely different matter.

But who am I? He is a reincarnated person with modern knowledge.

“What I want to make is something a little easier.”

“What is it?”

“It is a mill that runs on water.”

“With water?”

The mill in the village was a windmill powered by wind power. It couldn’t be used every day because it was affected by the wind.

Even the wind blowing through this village was cool, so the power of the mill was weak, which limited its use.

But it wasn’t a watermill.

The river flowing down from the Titan Mountains was strong, but not weak at all.

“Hmm… I’m sure it’s what you said.”

“Thank you for your trust.”

“Good. It would be nice to make it now. Instead, there is a condition.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t charge a fee when using that thing called a watermill.”

I was surprised by Tom’s words.

I thought he was going to talk about building a mill and the profit structure that comes from it, but seeing him say this makes me think that Tom’s love for the village is deeper than I thought.

“I can’t get anything that I can’t get at all, and I’ll get it cheaply. Because that’s how you can manage it.”

“Hmm, to what extent?”

“Let’s say we receive 2% of the grains that are currently being milled.”

“2% is good.”

Tom agreed, and Tom and I ran around building a watermill for a while.

“You want to use black wood for the mill?”

“Yes. This guy is so common in the dark forest that it may look funny, but it’s a good subject.”

Blackwood was a natural material on Earth similar to bamboo and licorice.

Some are durable, but due to the nature of the sap like natural rubber, they have the property of becoming naturally waterproof when peeled.

“Don’t you know how difficult it is to process this? It’s a world of difference from simply erecting a barrier like last time.”

“I know. So I prepared this.”

“That?”

“Warbear’s claws.”

“Whoa, Warbear? That much too?”

Tom was amazed as he looked at each of the Warbear’s feet.

Only the claws on the warbear’s main paw were carefully selected, and Tom, as a blacksmith, checked the quality of each one with admiration.

“I heard you sold everything you had before?”

“I recently hunted again. These guys are everywhere in the forest because it’s winter.”

“I know you are amazing, but I never thought you would be this amazing. Even if I worked as an adventurer, I would have succeeded.”

“Do not add air. Because I have no intention of leaving this village.”

I wonder if Chloe wants it.

I had no intention of leaving this town. It’s also annoying.

“It’s not wind, it’s admiration. Anyway, can I make a saw or plane with this?”

“Now you know me well.”

“Will I be working with you for a day or two?”

Tom said with a smile, and I laughed too.

After all, work should be done with like-minded people.

So I processed the black wood using the tool Tom made.

I know this for the first time, but if you dig up a black tree for a certain amount of time, the inside becomes weak and the water inside leaks out.

Looking at the growth rings, it appears that the basic durability weakens and the waterproof properties disappear after 100 years.

that’s interesting. After all, a fantasy world.

“Completion.”

“Looking at you, you look pretty good?”

“Sure.”