Most of the clothes the locals wear can be made at the meeting hall, but you can't expect much in the way of quality. That's why I mean to entrust the work to the seamstress. In any village, women always outnumber men.
In a Europe where days of war outnumber days of peace, a shortage of men was inevitable. That's precisely why women's labor became so important. I can't afford to waste labor over some superstition.
Besides, who in Rosenheim could defy my will?
Anyone who tried would be either a fool or a reactionary.
After the Streit Gunners' training ended, I went out to patrol Feuzen.
This time I brought Hans along.
"Are the migrants and the locals still brawling?"
"They've settled down since you returned, Master."
"Once I move to Rosenheim, they'll stir up trouble all over again."
"I won't be here then either, so I worry things might get out of hand."
