Seiun wo Kakeru

Nine stories, wild child.

Would you have kept riding the horse for about 30 minutes?

Finally Age is getting used to something called horse walking too.

It's not like the rocking of a ship or the instability of a bicycle.

They respond directly to the human will that manipulates them.

No matter how many reins can be pulled and moved as intended, the final operation is left to the horse himself.

I mean, it's finally starting to make sense that being a human horse is the most important thing.

You realize the Ages are starting to get used to horses, and Chiara looks at Ages and Fernando and smiles.

You get used to horses fast, I was praised.

I'm a little happy, but the next moment I knew it was a complete compliment.

"Why don't you just get your feet a little faster?

"Right. Fran, don't overfly me."

"Ouch."

"Age, we're gonna make this a little quicker."

Saying, I wondered if Dinan and Chiara had manipulated the outline all the time, and the horse quickened his steps.

Accelerate the better when it comes to small runs.

Make sure you get caught, and the horses Age rides speed up too.

"Whoa, whoa."

Increasing instability.

This is hard.

Your body is gutted up and down as the horse moves.

I see, I do find the motion of the rodeo machine to be similar.

But only one thing is different.

Vision height too different. If you are shaken off, you can be injured yourself, just as horse racers sometimes get hurt from horseback falling.

Scissors the horse body with his thighs and tries to stabilize the body at all, but the unfamiliar muscles quickly reach their limits, pulling and trembling.

Riding a horse with your feet afloat is like operating a bike without a handle.

I can't believe the skill of an Auman villager who can ride it without suffering.

"Wait a minute, please"

In the end, Age had him stop walking once.

Remove the mollusk from the empty horse to reveal the load.

Ever since I bought a pulling horse and decided to retroactively retroactive the ship, I thought I might use a

It's very simple, but when I adjusted and attached it somehow, I could put my foot down.

Dinan asked Agie in the face that she saw something strange as she was checking on her.

"Whoa, what the hell"

"It's a tool that makes it easier to ride a horse named"

"Hmm. Well, doesn't our village need it?

"Really?"

Originally, people on horseback tend to underestimate the first.

Because it has a large standing position as an aid for horseback riding.

But its true value lies in the ease of handling weapons on horseback.

But if you don't realize it, Age thought it would be good.

(10) Because it is one of the military techniques, I did not intend to spread it at will, just like weapons.

If you realize the value, you think you should tell me.

With the spread of new military technology, that will increase the number of casualties.

The island has a small population, if you can, you just need to spread the technology to make people happy.

"What do you say, Mr. Fernando?

"Yeah, nice. Much easier to ride."

"Me too. Now at least you don't have to tremble."

"Totally."

Laugh at each other, grip the reins, make the horses run again.

"Oh, you've really changed. It's like the baby that was crawling has finally started to get up using the wall. Different."

"Still walking normally, you don't say."

"It's only when you're free to handle it. I'm still getting interested. Can you tell me later how it is?

"Yeah. Go ahead."

"But the village of Siena wouldn't be very familiar with horses, would it?

"Right."

"Then how did you have a reason to make such a tool? It's weird."

"It's a secret."

"Well, then that's fine"

Dinan didn't seem to have fallen to her heart, but she can't answer honestly.

I clouded my words and drove my horse.

Dinan's house was log house-style.

It's loaded with round-tails, I guess it's fixed, but it has a wild appearance.

The house is on a dirt floor, with rugs laid.

Fran left the house as soon as Dinan asked him to run errands.

When Fran poured white liquid from the barrel into the copper cup, he offered Age and Fernando.

When I receive it, the smell of alcohol and milk drifts with pun.

It smells sweet and sour.

"What's this?

"It's a liquor made from horse's milk. Ugh."

"I'll have..."

I'll put my fearful mouth on it.

White liquid like a mackerel, gliding over the tongue, had an uplifting sarcastic tongue feel and a mellow flavor.

Surprisingly, delicious.

Rude story, Age heard of horse milk liquor, and at first she figured it might smell pretty strong.

However, the alcohol content is not very high and is surprisingly easy to drink.

"Look, you stir this up, too."

"Is this the barrel?

"Oh, my guests are learning to turn this barrel"

Stir the barrel still with milk, apart from the barrel that is already horse milk liquor.

It will ferment by plenty of contact with the air.

It was the first time since I embarked on a trade journey that I have been advised to drink in any village but turn to the side where I make it.

It's a simple repetition of the task, but it feels strange and fun to be told that turning the horse's milk turns it into booze.

As the alcohol turned to everyone's hands, Dinan and Chiara sat down and tightened their expressions a little.

Fran's not home yet.

"Well, you heard about Fran's strange powers."

"Right. How the hell could I have known our visit? I don't see that."

"To talk about it, you have to be able to talk about that girl's past, too. Longer, but listen."

"Let's hear it."

They have some special reason.

Well, isn't it strange that you can do strange things for strange reasons?

Age got her place right.

"She called me my father for once, but not my real daughter."

"For what it's worth, he used to admire it."

"What you admire has nothing to do with the connection between blood."

"That's right."

"Do you remember that girl's real parents, a horse named Gus, who came to pick her up?

"Yeah. That's so big"

"He's the only one out of standard. You're big. He raised Fran."

The horse, is it?

Sometimes there are years of food distress that you can't eat.

Such an extraordinary year of hunger, when the adults were not satisfied with food and had no choice but to sow grass seeds, was said to have existed before.

When that happens, is the oldest person to sacrifice it, or is it the baby?

Fran must have been one of those kids dumped in the mouth drop.

"One day we went to capture the horse as usual. You put a rope on a wild horse and make him teach you. We found a bunch of horses and ran them there. But things are not right. Normally, a herd of horses escaping vigilantly doesn't even move with Pickle. There, there was Gus and Fran. Well, normally, when I think about it, Fran gets his feet together. But I guess that's why I couldn't just leave it and run away. Gus, look straight at me. That was so powerful. As head of the village, I've always taken the lead in capturing horses, but I've never seen such horrible eyes."

Dinan explained to me how things were going at that time as she gestured and gestured.

Since the ancient days of Tai, there have been numerous legends of those raised by beasts, Zeus of Greek mythology was raised by goats, and the Son of Chu sentence was raised by tigers.

Was Fran raised by a horse?

"How old was she then?

"Well, four or five? I guess that's about it. My legs have been amazingly fast since then and at first I could barely speak a word"

"That... would have been hard to raise"

"Sort of. But I was able to talk to animals at the same time."

"With a horse? It's a little hard to believe."

"Well, maybe, but if you were actually looking after it, you'd have to believe it. And horses aren't the only ones communicating their will. Apparently most animals and Fran can communicate with each other of their intentions. Probably heard of your visit from the birds and beasts."

"Such a strange thing..."

I couldn't believe Age very much.

Now that modern science has developed, it is suddenly difficult to believe stories like myths and fantasies.

But on the contrary, for those in superstition and mythology, it must be easy to believe.

Fernando seemed to believe.

"Father, we're ready."

"Oh well! All right, let's move."

Dinan also responds and rises with a powerful voice to Fran, who came in through the door with momentum.

"Are you going somewhere?

"Oops. When people come to the village, it's our rule to welcome them."

"What the hell is that?"

"Heh heh, I'll see. It's the only thing we can do in this village."