Bandit, Be Ambitious! To Accomplish Kingdom Revival!

"Earlier, you said we wouldn't mind drawing our own line on the wasteland stretching west of the Ladell River. Concerned about the relationship between the Ladell River stream and the mine upstream, we conducted a slight advance investigation. So this is what I found."

When he takes a small leather bag out of his black outfit and puts it out on the table, he now stands by surprise and looks at it.

"Grain gold……. Can that wasteland pick this up?

"We get enough to ride one hand with simple digging. It was necessary to clarify the borders of the wastelands in order to divide this right…"

I don't even seem to have a voice for a while. Because he clearly said in words that he had waived his rights, he would not be able to withdraw it now.

When I lowered my head to everyone and took out the pipe, the maid who was holding back in the corner of the room brought me a spark.

First, we need to take a dose and give everyone time to think.

"But we entrusted Lord Banter with the drawing of the border. Even if it's a promising goldmine vein, I can't retract the king's words now. Would that be the same for Lord Dornean?

"Correctly...... It was a blind spot. We seem to have a preconceived notion that mines are in the mountains."

Seems to be reflecting. But if we mine it alone, the relationship that has been close to the alliance will easily collapse.

"So we're going to go back to earlier. We know that it will also be quite a labor to mine just enough to get on the palm of your hand, so the profit will be less than the mine, but it is certain. Would you like to conduct this mining project jointly with three countries? It's not my dream to use the money to build a trading ship and hire a good sailor to get silk."

Hearing me, the king laughed.

"Hahahaha...... Absolutely, I'm afraid. It is also well understood that the torrel transcends the fendor. Lord Dornean has a problem. If we get about a hundred people out of each country, this plan will be on track. Borderless. You didn't care?

"It's too heavy a load for us to develop, and we'll leave a lump for later generations. As I said earlier, I will let you do the border tracing in the Kingdom of Sylvania, but the tracing will take place after mining."

"You're completely wrong. But King Torresti would raise his hands and agree. There is no financial contribution from the treasury, and there is no objection if you can work for a long time and connect to the future."

That said, it's money. They're sending surveillance troops from both Crabble and Torresti to restrict access to the estimated reserves.

Fifty people from each country should be gathered to carry out the mining, and the gold mined should be referred to as jointly managed by representatives of the three countries.

"It's a wasteland, so you'll also need regular supplies of food, water, burning trees, etc. The tent is good for us, but in the long run, we're going to build a village."

"That sounds interesting too. When we're done mining, we're going to be able to cultivate the land and build the fields."

If the funds have a purpose, there are a lot of things that I want to do. Everyone's story just bounces because it seems like it can still be mined quite a bit.

The joint undertaking of the three new kingdoms will now be able to take shape.

Mr. Abrito is now in charge of the overall plan. For the time being, for the first time in two countries, Crabble and Torresti, Sylvania will be putting people out a little late.

"So, it's a wedding, but in the opinion of Her Majesty the Queen, she wants to wrap it up in the Summer Solstice..."

"Are you having the wedding of Lord Banter or Lord Torrell?

"Other than that, there seems to be a lot of them. Mr. Emilda said that it was possible for the Archdiocese of Ardenne to be even a hundred pairs……"

Everyone at the table is listening to me funny.

I've just finished a difficult story, so now I feel comfortable listening to it, but I'm not surprised.

"If Emilda and Her Majesty are together, you can understand. That said, Emilda is also a cleric at the top of the Order. I know you're relaxing away from the boundaries of the Order..."

The king says so and turns his eyes to the queen next door. The queen is nodding with a troubled face, so maybe she's been a free-range woman for a long time.

I admire how it is that you have become a cleric of the Order.

"We're moving to set up a convent together. I don't think it's a bad story either."

"I want you to stay out of conflict for a while. It is true that the corruption of the Empire of the God of Delia is beyond sight, but given the common currency, it must not even seem necessary and evil"

That sounds like it. That said, it is also the main mountain of religion, the home of the people's hearts.

In the meantime, wouldn't it happen with religious reform internally?

"Some parts are deeply related to governance. Don't let Lord Banter and Emilda's thoughts come out of your mouth…………."

Mr. Dornean's words seem to think I'm thinking about religious reform.

It's a hell of a misconception, so let me explain for now that I intend to separate religion from governance and build a nation.

"Let's get back to it, there's not that much time between weddings. Is Jill ready?

"My father has made me a new, long sword, and my mother has set up the outfit of the diocesan knights of the Kingdom of Sylvania. My brother gave me a white horse, so we have everything."

Now it was my turn to be surprised.

Damn it, it's the princess of war. I'm guessing you're not coming to the wedding in your outfit heading to the battlefield, are you?

When I look at Chirali and Mr. Zairas, he's giving up and shaking his head.

"For women, it would also be a battlefield in a way. We will make sure that there is no delay. I have to deliver something too. After all these years of Krabble's military service, it's not easy."

The king is also troubled because he snorts funny.

"In that case, I'd like to leave Crabble and be present at the wedding, too. I want to see the cathedral with these eyes."

Your wife is snorting at your husband's words, too, but you'd better tell her about the cathedral early. Well, isn't that supposed to be a fraud?

"It's that cathedral, but it's almost finished. It's just... There is just a pompous prayer hall in the middle of the wasteland. Its prayer hall also doesn't even have a roof with just four stone columns and beams. But..."

"The Ardenne Mountains stretch from left to right, and the steep mountains soar to the front, and the sky stretches everywhere if you look up…. Step on the green carpet. Inside the cathedral I enter......

Correctly, Master Emilda must have shaped the appearance of that poem. I still want to see that for once. "

Pretty favorable. Sounds like the old poet's words, but is it true that all the educated know?

In that place, it seems likely that those who ridicule the poor minister's chapel will have no upbringing.

That's another interesting story, too.

"Will Lord Banter live in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Sylvania?

"We will be living in the Old King's Capital with Mr. Zairas and the others. At all costs, the troops must be put in place as soon as possible. Still, the Royal Warham Army is garrisoned along the western mountains, and the Royal Madenian Army, albeit decayed, to the east.

We're going to live in Fort Aldes as a matter of priority. "

"Looks like Fort Aldes is undergoing a major renovation, huh? I have heard that Madenium surrender soldiers are being used to carry stones, and that a large number of masons in our country are out there."

"I'm going to buy your mockery if I don't let you see a little of the marutai-made fortress. It's along the mountain, so in a way, it's just the castle. There are villages all around, so it's not that difficult."

"That's what the Queen thought of as village life. I'm going to understand a little bit of that, too. Zairas, the people in the old king's capital can't be a glimmer. Jill is with us. Slap whoever has a thoroughly sweet idea."

You're nodding at the king's word, so are you thinking of some pretty tough measures?

I'm sure there are a lot of elephant people out there, but some of them must be willing to cooperate. I want you to find those people quickly.

"Crabble and Torresty participants should just pass it through the virus. Even so, a mass wedding means a long life."

After all, it must be frightening.

Having said that, me and Mr. Zairas were to leave the Kingdom of Crabble behind.

Upon returning to Yotern, Mr. Zairus is throwing his feet at the table as relieved.

Her Majesty the Queen has just gone to Fort Aldes, so it helps that no one says anything about bad behavior.

"Aren't you the beauty inside? Everyone in your unit will be jealous."

"Well, I am certain that you are beautiful. It's supposed to be 30 this year, but it doesn't look that way at all, does it? But I'm sure there are thorns.

Once upon a time, I played two games and I have failed miserably. Watch out for the banter, too.

Well, if you're just strong, that's good. In front of my men, they'll pull a little.

But there's another flaw. Everything is in military form. Jill's family is a generation of military personnel. But not until then. "

Somehow I understand. But I also hear that when I get used to military life, I can adapt quite a bit. When they get used to a regular life, they can't make a life without it.

Maybe the dish you can cook is a field meal? No one may have seen Jill in her dress.

But a good story if you hire a proper samurai. Mr. Zairas is also the secretary of the army of the Kingdom of Sylvania. The world will need soldiers and samurai.

That's something we can tell you.

The meal may be prepared by Marian just like before, but Marian is also the secretary of internal affairs, so if we don't do something soon, we're going to have to have a twinge the day after the wedding.

I think I'll talk to Mu. Because Mr. Lady talked about putting me down all the time, and Her Majesty treated me like a sister.