Another world is full of happiness ( Template).

He was vigorously moving for two days before entering the “Cave of Trials”.

A letter was made to the Mansion to request the creation of a sword to Cojimo and the necessary expenses to be paid in advance, as well as an effort to introduce standard garrison equipment to Euhan via Marco. Attribution and hygiene management, courses on mass combat, development of battlefield food and improvement of diet are offered to the garrison. Meetings with parties who join forces in an in-depth investigation and training exploration teams to improve their chances of survival. Furthermore, the garrison itself had a wide range of operational efficiencies and cost-cutting measures.

If you realize it, Kuji had interactions with everyone in the garrison and was in a state where he practically ran the garrison.

"Ah! Busy!"

Karenarien nodded with a freaking face, "It's natural," against Jiji, who accidentally raised her face from the pile of documents and shouted.

"If you do all that, it's natural, right? I just thought you knew what you were doing."

"That's not true! Everything you do is visible and effective, so if you're doing it right, it's just a hell of a lot."

"You're a very tempting development," he said, holding his pen. I didn't actually think it would be this hard when I was going to do it, "he said, listening to his whining soliloquy, staring as he changed his face to a smile, empathizing with the sentiment of the troop leader, who said he didn't mind risking his life for his men.

"What? What's wrong, Mr. Karenarien?

"It's nothing. My future husband is lovely."

Suddenly, Kalenarien said with a smile, Jiji blinked as he had faced him, and he drew attention to Kalenarien, who was holding his hand out loud as he looked at the window and removed his gaze. My face was bright red, so I didn't delude it at all.

"And anyway, I'm busy, so Mr. Karenarien, work hard, too!

"Of course it is. We have to do our best for the captain."

It was a bittersweet smile against the dull laughing Karenarien, who tried to top the Buddha but did not succeed.

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"A letter from Mr. Lyoge? Did something happen to the sword I gave you?

Cozimo thought a lot about the content as he opened the letter.

"Did you break your sword? No, I wonder if the demon prop and hook part broke, because that part is certainly the brittest. Or was it a glitch in" Sakiju "..."

Corgimo, who was squeaking about the cause like a solitaire, saw the content and solidified it. That was the right time for Sieve to come into Corgimo's workshop.

"Is that it? Father, what's wrong? Look at the letter. It's solidified."

"Oh, oh, Sieve. What's the matter with you? No, listen more than that! We're here to create a weapon! And massively. Where do you think it came from?

"From Master Lyoge, right? I brought it because Melta told me to give it to your father. I keep messages saying you can use them to pay everywhere."

Corgimo started counting by spreading coins on his desk when he received a leather bag from his beloved daughter.

"Huh? I've never seen anything like it."

Cojimo nodded in agreement to Sieve's grunt and sighed majestically, making sure the number of gold coins was 300.

"Three pieces of gold a day. That's a reasonable amount if you're going to make 100 pieces at the rate of making two a day. We'll have a monopoly on repairs and adjustments, so we'll have a confirmed deficit in three months."

Cozimo reread the text that was written in a letter from Lyoge.

“Create 100 swords for the garrison that will grant you an attribute that will not separate you as a magic item! You should raise your apprentice early because you told Mr. Cozimo to ask for all the maintenance too! And make it as soon as you can."

"I guess this“ mein ”thing means repairs. Do you want to go to the guild tomorrow and ask for three disciples?"

While I pity my beloved daughter, who sees the excess money and remains solidified beside herself and whines, "Please don't let me carry 300 gold coins alone, Mr. Melta," Corgimo renewed her determination to "arm off" to herself in the future, who will be busy in the best possible environment as a full-time job.

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"What's up, Marco? You're going to the" Cave of Trials ”, aren't you?

Looking strange, Euhan spoke to Marco. Because there was a man in front of him who could not have been here.

"It's about the garrison, Euhan."

I waited for a continuation from Marco all over my body wondering if there had been an emergency on Marco's serious face.

"Lyoge started running the garrison"

"What?"

Marco nodded forcefully, "I know what you're talking about," and began to explain in detail what was happening.

"I see. I thought Marco had lost his mind over too much content, but that sounds like a true story. The captain sent me a letter with the same details."

"No, that's right. Believe in your brother."

"You can't help it, can you? Who would believe that an adventurer ran a garrison and it started to work in a day?

Marco started talking with a serious face as he said "sure" to Uncle Euhan, who gave up feeling that he had no choice but to accept it.

"What will you do, Euhan?"

"I'll allow you to do it all. There are many other measures you can use in this report alone, and as a lord, you have no reason to stop them."

"I'm not, I'm talking about leaving some territory to George."

Euhan compared in his mind the suggestion from Marco that he ”go to the Royal Academy of Magic and unbalance his power with the nobility” or ”let the territory run and develop the periphery". Both were fascinating stories for Euhan and troubled him for a while before answering Marco.

"Unfortunately, this matter is pending. Let's also talk to the ministerial corps to draw conclusions."

To his luxurious troubles, Euhan concluded that he could also breathe on the couch.