"Excuse me, is this the This Side, That Side Town?"
Derrick came over to the young man who looked like a construction foreman.
The young man had black eyes, short light-blond hair, fair skin, and regular features. He was a rather pretty-looking kid.
"Yes, this is This Side, That Side Town. May I ask who you are?"
"Oh, I'm a mage here to help you build the bridge. Here's my proof." Derrick handed the stamped document to the leader. "Take it."
The young man took the document, glanced over it, then handed it back to Derrick. "That's great, Mage. You're finally here."
Reinhardt, standing nearby, cut in. "Um, is this town really called This Side, That Side Town?"
"Yes, Mage. This used to be two villages that were at odds with each other. Later, thanks to the help of a mage, the two villages decided to live in harmony."
"As time went by, the two villages grew into a town."
"This side was originally called This Side Village, and the other side was called That Side Village."
"We old folks aren't good at coming up with names, so we simply put them together and called it This Side, That Side Town."
Reinhardt sorted through the words in his head and understood where the bizarre name came from. He said nothing more.
There were just too many things to comment on.
The young man was clearly a chatterbox, and he continued, "Our town..."
"Has to rely on small boats to cross the river every day."
"It's very inconvenient."
"Someone suggested building a rope bridge before, but that wouldn't be convenient for transporting goods or for the elderly and children to cross."
"It's strange, really. The people who occupied our town came here to investigate, then actually went out of their way