Seiun wo Kakeru

I just have to axe myself until the waterwheel is complete.

Age had to get in the mood again.

It will be quite a lot more multi-process, large-scale forged iron than the blacksmith tools we have ever made in this village.

The furnace temperature is higher than usual.

Put the iron ore in the furnace and wait until the heat shifts and the temperature is higher.

I needed soft iron (whatever) instead of the steel I was building and putting away in large quantities.

The difference between steel and ferrous iron] and soft iron is only the difference in the amount of carbon in iron.

Around 2% is steel. If you increase that, iron. If it's reduced, it's soft iron.

Compared to steel, which is difficult to regulate the amount of carbon, the production of soft iron was not difficult.

I purposefully make soft iron to make the axe last longer.

Steel is hard and sharp, but brittle as the fate of hard objects.

If you make an axe just of steel, it will be easily chipped and will cause a blade spill.

Soft iron is soft and dull in cleavage, but tenacious.

In order to have the contradictory performance of "not breaking, not bending, cut well”, it is necessary to make and bond the blade gold (solder) with steel and the core gold (solder) with soft iron.

"Whoa, you're melting"

Age looked at the furnace and squeaked unintentionally.

The furnace temperature is now above 1200°C.

I can see the sheet metal in the furnace is dyed red.

I don't have a thermometer, so I grab a daimyo's temperature with my eyes.

It's dozens or hundreds of repetitive, body-dyed motions.

Age beats the soft iron as hard as she can and changes shape.

Carefully make the junction with the pattern.

A slight difference in shape is felt to be significant for the user.

It's a streak of fine work.

I can't even lose my mind for a moment.

"... All right"

My voice spills without consciousness, either because I'm focused.

Anything you can do is tested in front of people.

The due date was getting closer and the pressure was pushing.

The iron is stronger than the bronze and is definitely superior.

But they would assume that bronze is better.

Until now, because iron purification methods are not known, there are many impurities and rusty iron has been used.

When it comes to iron, it refers to bronze "..." and the original iron is so called evil iron.

We must achieve so much that our thoughts change the opposite.

It was a high hurdle.

So, if admittedly, the payback will be very significant.

Probably will be in charge of making tools all over the island in one hand.

Heat the steel with temper.

When I tap it and fold the stretched steel, I cover it with straw ash and tap it hard in between.

The steel melts together and becomes a single mass again.

It's a technique called "turning back" to increase strength.

If you repeat this fold over and over again, you can have a layer of iron.

I can do beautiful writing on the surface of the blade.

It is a trait found in Japanese swords and Damascus.

The task of tapping and stretching iron and putting it together again is very difficult.

Blow in life to make chunks of metal a tool to help people.

That's - that's the blacksmith job.

The blade gold was shaped.

The next step is to bond with the gold.

Stretch the blade gold thinly and fold, putting the gold in between.

Cover with straw ash and mud and hit the fire.

It's a technique called Kobu.

When this is an impacting blade from a variety of angles like a knife, it is called a square pack or three books, increasing the number of parts to separate and increasing the difficulty.

Depending on this work, it causes cracks and cracks during subsequent sintering.

The difficulty is that uniform temperature control is required.

Age is checking the furnace as she stares.

Identify the colour of the dazzling flame, the colour of the burning iron.

Now...!

Convinced that the reddish iron has softened enough, remove the iron.

Beat the hardening of iron that is burning bright red.

Age slapped. I slapped him carelessly and made a blade.

When you confirm that the bonding has been successfully completed, add the baking and even finish the baking.

"Done... We got it!

He was also breathing constantly.

I poured everything I had into this one.

Convenience Seven degree fold.

A little polish and a beautiful blade print will appear on the blade.

Single-blade harvesting axe, one swing...

Black and baked gold showed a dependable existence everywhere.

It was also a slightly open place in the village.

One large broad-leaved tree grows, but its leaves are now scattered.

The loess spread around, and no weeds grew.

I guess there is no gap between being trampled and sprouted.

That was in front of the village chief's house.

Try to surround the trees, people were gathering.

The village chief and Age are naturally even Tania in Mike, Filippo, Fernando and Jane.

Guys, ever since Age came to this village, he's just someone he's been deeply associated with.

The village chief stands before all of them.

Her hair was white with lots of wrinkles, but contrary to her appearance, her posture and eyes were strong.

"Well, shall we begin then? Age, are you ready?

"Yes. This is the axe made of iron. Next door is what Mr. Filippo usually uses."

Next to the Bronze Axe, an Age Axe is arranged.

They were different from the outside.

Compared to the straight Filippo axe, Age's axe is significantly opposed from pattern to teeth.

Filippo takes on Age's axe and sets it up.

"How easy is it to hold?

"Good"

"You mean the actual cleavage is the problem after that. I'm looking forward to it."

Fernando, who knows the convenience, sharpness, of an iron nail, laughs with pleasure.

Conversely, some have a bluish look with nervousness.

Tania.

I guess trust and worry are separate things.

lightly gripping the hem of Age's clothes. My eyes were shaking small anxiously.

It's okay, and when Age put her hand on her shoulder, she softened her expression to see if her confidence shifted.

"Well, Filippo, can you shake the axe ten times with the usual force?"

"... Ng!

First, the bronze axe was shaken.

Familiar with the use, the axe through Filippo's nerves to the tip of the blade scrapes the wooden skin with high noise as well.

During this exam, it must have been carefully re-grinded to ensure fairness.

It was quite a cut.

"Hmm, I see. I think I can cut a bronze axe..."

"Doesn't this seem like we need to go out of our way to iron?

"Well, let's see the iron axe cut first, too. We'll talk about it later."

I was a little nervous about what Bona and Mike said, which seems satisfactory at the moment.

It's not always a good product to sell.

With excellent performance, there are as many products that disappear into the dark as there are stars.

That's why Filippo's assessment, the user, shapes Age's future.

Mr. Filippo, please......

The iron axe swung.

Along with the corn, the corn and the creepy sound, the axe blade is sucked into the tree and scraped as it scatters pieces of wood.

Five, ten times - the tree is definitely cut.

We still don't know at this point how different that is from being made of bronze.

But I guess I understood enough difference for a man whose business is to knock down a tree.

"Wow...... Age, awesome!

It was a loud and exciting voice that I couldn't think of from the usual, silent and calm Filippo.

Interesting, shivering stare at the iron axe in your hand.

It was the way the kid was excited like he was given the best toy.

"Wow, Filippo's so happy, you don't have to compare him anymore."

"My husband said something unusual and good. I think so, too."

"I agree. I can't tell without asking how comfortable it actually is to use it, but I think it's enough to prove it's excellent"

"Right...... Filippo, is this axe definitely excellent?

"Sa, it was great. And I'm light, I'm not tired at all."

Which, while Fernando has an axe.

Swinging it down gently, I glance at it stunningly.

"Kah! It's true. You're not doing well at all. The axe is moving on so you can get sucked in!

"Hey, let me do it too!

"Okay, Age."

"Yes."

"Recognize the Lord's arms, acknowledge them as part of the village, and treat them as executives"

Wah, cheered.

Congratulations, everyone will celebrate.

Tania was holding onto Age.

"Mr. Age......! Congratulations......, Congratulations!

Age looked at the village chief, making the difficult move of being stood up and blushing.

Doesn't look like a joke to me.

"The only people here are the executives of this village. They all admit it. Mike told me. You're familiar with everything about the fields, aren't you?"

"Because I've been seeing you guys for three months. Besides, I'm not even sure who I am yet. Such a person to the executive......?

Village society is not meant to welcome the outside world.

How can I be so welcome when I am?

Not that I'm not happy.

But more strange than that, I was anxious not to know.

"Shut up!

Age's body was shot away by a temperamental reprimand.

The village chief keeps a harsh look on his face and utters words.

"Using your knowledge, we can all satisfy ourselves through the winter. I can store it up and I can safely give birth to my children. I don't know what anybody else is! If you don't say something stupid, you can have a baby with my grandson."

"Grandchildren? Kids?... Tania is the grandson of the village chief?

When Age turned her gaze to Tania holding him, she nodded back.

Well, then all of a sudden the executive character isn't weird either.

"Then the exam is over. Everyone start preparing for the festival. Age, you have something important to tell me. Come to my house."

"All right. We'll have a drink tonight -!

"Have fun. I won't forgive you if you just make a fool of yourself."

"... Congratulations"

"Congratulations. Well, I thought your arm would be fine. I asked for the rest of the nails."

The village chief enters the house as soon as possible, and the other villagers are rushing out to prepare.

The only two left, Age and Tania.

"Age...... I really congratulate you. I believed..."

"Thanks, thanks to Tania. Once again, thank you very much from now on."

"Yes, sir"

One mouthpiece.

Embrace each other and make sure they exist with each other.

There is someone to protect, and that person protects me.

The anxiety about the changes we were going to wait for was also going to be bearable now.

This is the second time I've come to the village chief's house.

As big as ever, there are many room decorations.

Sitting in a wooden chair facing each other.

A cup made of rolling out a tree is given to you and you drink water.

Unlike earlier, the village chief's eyes were gentle.

"There are three things to talk about. One is about Tania. One is about village work. The last one is about the iron you made."

"Yes."

"As I said earlier, Tania will be my grandson. My parents are already dead. I got sick and couldn't help. Did you wonder that girl didn't try to take her next son-in-law?

"I thought. Normally I thought I'd be looking for another husband soon."

The village chief sighed and shook his head.

It was a difficult look.

"Our village has too much blood. I wanted blood outside if I could. So, I finally had the right man come from a neighboring village saying I couldn't, but I didn't have time to leave seeds to die in battle"

"So, it's me."

"That's right. You don't know who you are, but on the contrary, I'm pretty sure you're not connected to anybody near here. Of course, if it's a guy like Tania saying no, you can slap him out. Looks like you were a good man."

Huhuhuhu, and the village chief laughs.

Age also had to laugh at this.

"The village is next. It is good when the blacksmith can rest or when the fire is dropped. Or you can grab someone and plant a way. Anyway, I want you to spit out all the knowledge you know so you can have a little more harvest."

"Okay. Together with farm tools, it will help you as much as you can."

Phew, and I heard a tired sigh.

Am I relieved to be able to elicit the answers I want to hear?

Age doubted her own eyes.

The powerful temper that had reprimanded itself earlier vanished, and an elderly man with a fair appearance was in front of him.

"Now I'm relieved, I'd say, but the problem remains at the end"

"You mean iron."

"Ah. Iron...... yes, iron. When I was just a little girl, there was iron."

"Is that true?

"I swear, it's not true. That black glow, powerful sharpness. My grandfather kept it."

"So why not now?

I don't believe it.

I can't believe I'm going back to bronze, knowing the efficacy of iron.

The age of steel began around 1400 BC, when the Hittites invented the carburizing method to be able to make steel. Then history made bronze a thing of the past.

"I don't know. Originally in this village, neither bronze nor iron could be made. But the village of the lord might know. If you ever pay taxes or trade in the future, let's take the Lord."

"Please"

Leaving a deep mystery, Age's trials are over.

Once the feast is over, Age can clear up and join the village and raise her vows of marriage with Tania.

Agee swore to her heart that she would lose, even as she entered and interacted with anxieties, expectations, and various things.

End of Chapter 1

Chapter II: Farming, Continued in Trading Edition