Gear Drive

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▼ Kulukan banged Usa Mal!

▼ This one is stuck!

▼ I lied!

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"I found it in the letter room, and this" receipt, "what"

"You mean the ledger when you left the letter!

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You should tell me something important first...

I'm going to write to you...

"The reception box is all filled, so please sign for it. Without this, I wouldn't have handed out a letter."

"Yep, yep!? Do you want that? I have over 40,000 copies!?

"Oh...... that seems about right...... Ah! If you split it by compartment and run out of receipts collectively, you'll receive the compartment!

"Uh, you mean we can deliver together?

"I mean delivery... if you take it to the ground, you can leave it to the locals later. Even here in Donios, letters rarely lag within Donios. There's a flow of people."

"... in short. Instead of delivering it individually, divide it into compartments and take it to the city for now, later, the guild there will distribute it and take delivery"

"Huh! Well, it's not that easy! You can't just give it to me all together! Why is the letter lagging between the city and the city?

"No, Mr. Anti... it's so annoying to divide that amount" by compartment "... how many address bands do you think there are in one city... even if you have deposited it with the guild of another city, you can also divide it from there into express, designate, invite, by office, etc..."

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"Mr. Anti, I'll tell you first. Suppose Antti, over the course of weeks, divided the letters by compartment, transported them to another city, and signed the compartment receipt."

"Ugh, yeah."

"At that moment, the city's guild staff, all of them, have decided to stay up all night"

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"It should be really unusual for a letter to be brought in, so it might contain important news...... when it arrives, we'll just have to sort it out"

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"So now you're going to hate me... no matter what Kulukan is."

"Ugh..."

Hey, I'm crying...

"I'm kinda..."

"... I think I know a little bit why they're going to blame me for wanting the letter..."

"Every city must be long overdue... Antti would be angry if I said this, but the implicit understanding that" if you don't deliver it, you won't be bothered by the other Alliance "is darker..."

"... angry"

"Yes...... sorry"

"Ah... no, it's not Kitty's fault"

"No...... maybe, little by little, little by little, if I had done something, I wouldn't have been in such a bad situation...... I have certainly, too, pretended not to see it. I think that's embarrassing..."

Ugh... Kitty, you're usually depressed.

Already... the roots are so sweet.

Sure, it's usually hard to sort as many as 40,000 copies in detail depending on the conditions.

Ma, normally (...)......

Kitty, I'm just gonna go out.

"? Yes, be careful?

"Cum on ~!

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be careful."

I'm going to hand out 47,000 letters.

I was at war.

It's been three years since I started working at the City Gate Outpost in Partridge.

I was wondering, as an Alliance employee, if that's how it came to be.

This is outrageous.

An Alliance, occasionally, encounters a blitz.

I haven't.

On the massive desk in front of me, horribly beautifully divided, bunches of letters.

For about 400 bundles, it is divided.

There is legality in that bundle of letters.

No, let's be brief.

It's like (...) it's on a map in the partridge.

Ha... no, you'll see...

You won't believe it though.

This is it.

I was just there (...), a girl dressed as a kulukan (...) (...), and in an instant I let her out of my cape (...) (...)...?

On the side, I usually have a colleague who I'm not very close to.

But now, I felt the same way.

No, I'm at this outpost, all the guild officials, they felt the same way.

Men, women, old people.

The cleaning aunt, too, stands up......

"... this is a feat...!

"!... Oh!

Yeah, you're right.

Just splitting the letter, what do you think it is?

If we split the number of people, we could do that, right? You think?

- Oh, my God.

compartment division;

place of delivery;

a document classification;

the description;

the delivery due date;

A list that organized it all......

Or, there are letters on the paper (...), baked (...)...!!

Is this a typographical burn?

Beautiful letters......!

By hand, I can't get this out......!

How did you do this, the amount of information!!?

This is already a dictionary (...)!!!

This is insane (...) to do this in a baked lithograph...

It's a miracle book......

"Hand it out..."

Someone said.

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"You can't miss this opportunity...... you bet!!

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"... assuming. Now there's a gust of wind here, and as these letters are mixed up in a mess, the dictionary of this letter is set on fire..."

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"How much time can you give us to do the same thing? One year? Two years? In the meantime, don't you sleep all the time!?

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"It's the only time."

"Oh."

"That's right."

"Exactly"

"" "It's the only time!

"That's right! The only way to distribute these letters in the shortest possible time is to fight them now!

"" "Ooh, ooh, ooh!

"Guys!! Good luck!! Now!! This is the time of the revolution ahhhhh!!!

"" "Shhhh!!!

According to the results, the guild staff at Partridge were second-class.

But (...), that was all (...).

According to the dictionary of the letter, some twelve thousand letters were distributed over the last two days to all the places concerned.

It's only a matter of time before the letter reaches each person.

When it was all over, Alliance officials wept.

─ "We did it, we did it, we did it!" ─

and.

The remaining list will be passed on to the Alliance as the "Lexicon of Kulukan Letters".

Alliance officials in Partridge, who have slept well and regained their energy, will hear certain rumors from the flow merchants.

Surrounding the king's capital, four cities.

Donios.

Partridge.

Hall el.

Natori.

In time, Haluel and Natori, within the same day (...), a girl dressed as a Kulukan (...) appeared (...), completely sorted (...) letters (...) and all the information about them (...) entrusted a book (...) containing (...), and.

That, hearing the date, the guild official at Partridge doubted his ear.

She (...) was here that day as well (...)...!!!

The fact, again rumored, is passed on to Hall El and Natori as well.

"The fornicator Krulkan was reborn."

"For thought-provoking people, in great sorcery, I entrust a letter"

She's the last mailman!

Such, rumors are spreading.

And I heard the rumor, the city's guild clerk, I think.

"Next, our stacked letter, let's have it..."