I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

Chapter 409

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Chapter 409 – Trajectory

Dear Mr. Mikhail Medvedev

Thanks to your great efforts, my father’s body was safely returned to his homeland and buried on a hill overlooking his hometown. Your agent has refused to accept payment for the full cost of the procedures and transportation, but I would like to offer a suitable return gift.

If there is anything I can do for you, please let me know. I will always respond to you, no matter what.

It has been over a quarter of a century since my father disappeared, but thanks to the gold coins you sent me many times during that time, I was able to graduate from college, take care of my mother, start my own business, and get that business off the ground. I was never able to find out whether this was my father’s intention or yours, but in any case, I no longer need any further help or money transfers.

I would like to express my deep gratitude to my father, to you, and to the many people who have supported us.

P.S.:

I was always a bit puzzled by my father’s calling himself “Mead” over there, but recently, I think I finally understand why.

He wanted to keep a connection to his hometown and preserve its memory, and I think my mother felt the same way.

I heard that my father and mother’s marriage did not last past the honeymoon period. At first, my mother was hurt and sad because she did not understand why he had disappeared at such a time, but after receiving his first letter, she decided to live positively. When she found out that she was pregnant with me, she devoted herself to my education.

I grew up being told many times that I would become a fine adult who would live up to my father’s expectations. I don’t know if I became the kind of adult my mother and father wanted me to be, but I am independent, married, and living a happy life.

I have two daughters and a son. I’m sure I will have many more in the future.

My father’s wish for ‘prosperity of descendants’ has been fulfilled.

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“…It’s so prosaic. The argument is everywhere.”

I tilt my head at the sound of Mead’s voice muttering to himself. In the village of Surz, where preparations for the feast continued, Myrril and I were busy gathering ingredients and materials, organizing personnel, and coordinating transportation. We didn’t have time to deal with the bald, local deity-like ghost that was standing around like a decoration in the Tokonoma alcove, but… well, that’s the way it is.

“What are you talking about?”

“Is that it, brother? Is lack of literary talent inherited?”

“I don’t know. They say thinning hair is inherited from one generation to the next, so Mead’s grandson might resent you.”

“Eeehhh…”

“Yoshua!”

Myrril, who had been running, pointed happily outside the village.

“The airship from Casemaian is coming. It’s said that Ecla-dono and the others are on board, so you must go out to greet them.”

The airship Rinko and the others came in was stored by me after the crew transferred to the frigate. So, is it the spare medium-sized one… or the first super-large one to go into service?

“I know who Ecla-dono is, but who are the others?”

“They’re the big shots of the Republic. I don’t know what kind of people they are, but there’s nothing to worry about. Half of them are just curious onlookers.”

There is something to worry about. A meeting has been arranged to discuss the future of the harbor fortress. The location is the trade house within the fortress, as the city hall and parliament building were destroyed by the frigate’s cannons. The attendees included four representatives from Efan, four from the Republic Council, Marquis Yerkel, who had been given full authority for diplomacy by the Kingdom, and myself and Myrril from Casemaian.

“I have good news from Ecla-dono. She will place a teleportation magic circle in this village, connecting it to Casemaian.”

“I’m glad it will be convenient for me, but is that okay? …Chief?”

“I am honored that you have gone to such lengths for us.”

Chief Meis smiles gently. Personally, I thought it would be better to have a connection to Casemaian that involved an extra step rather than a direct connection to the port city, so I thought the village of Surz was a good choice. Even though we liberated it from the Imperial Army, I’m still a little worried about setting up an unprotected portal gate in a place that’s halfway from home and where people don’t know us very well.

It’s about an hour’s walk from the village to the harbor fortress or about three kilometers in a straight line. By car or horse, this distance can be covered in a dozen minutes, and it’s also close enough for emergency response.

“Yo-Yoshua.”

Myrril looks at me, kind of shy.

“Ecla-dono is like that. She’ll set up a teleportation circle for us. …When this is all over, how would you like to go back to Casemaian?”

“Sure, of course.”

That’s fine with me. Myrril-san, why are you blushing so much?

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