Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

Three days and about half days by carriage from Wang Du.

Under the circumstance of even being rocked, Elvis was to lecture on economics - mainly the economic situation in Pamela territory - and so on. Apparently, the territorial disparities that my brother had lightly touched before were bigger than I thought, and the biggest problem in eliminating them was that the inhabitants of the mountains and the inhabitants of the lands famous for their wheat cultivation were not experiencing any problems in their lives today.

"People can't grow unless they're dissatisfied first. They don't realize their standard of living in the territory, they remember their satisfaction and they don't want economic growth"

"That's... but if you look at the city, do you ever want to improve the village"

"They have pride. Mountain humans have the pride of creating forests that city humans can't make. The pride of growing trees. I'm also proud that people in cultivated areas can't make more crops for people in the city."

That's why I hate to waste my time remembering words, and I don't want to.

I wish I could read the mayor and his candidacy.

Cordelia jammed the words to her father, who went on to do so.

(... sure, means to make people think they need something they don't need... that's hard)

You can do it if you want to impose it. But then it makes me dissatisfied.

You can show that it's profitable to make them dissatisfied, but you couldn't immediately come up with what they wanted - Cordelia.

"Anyway, there are things that need to be accomplished before you can burn your hands to the unwanted. For example, the development of rivers and wells in cultivated areas. This one will please the people."

Elvis continued looking out the window.

"They have a life that day. One day, I don't know, but it won't be easy."

Looking at his father's side, Cordelia noticed.

(Neither is your father going to leave you... but he can't get around to it)

Dominate the territory while exerting all your strength in national politics. That's not enough for one body.

(... if I don't help your father)

Unlike my brother and sisters, all I have is my own research.

Cordelia wants to find that tip during this visit - yes, I sincerely hoped.

The main residence of Pameladia was much larger than the residence of the Wang capital.

A garden with flowers blooming in a white mansion, huge trees.

And the number of servants who break their hips and welcome the return of the Lord is also different.

A man of the same age as Elvis stood just in front of the mansion, the deepest part of the line of its servants.

He sees Elvis. No, thank you very much.

"Welcome home, Master Elvis. And nice to meet you, Master Cordelia. My name is Sieg Gargatta, and I have been entrusted by Elvis with the administration of the Territory."

"Forget the hard greetings, Sieg"

Elvis, speaking in a sincerely disgusting voice, is apparently as close as the Marquis Frantheim from that condition (?) I imagined it would be.

Cordelia Ena Pameladia.

Cordelia was equally deeply thankful next to such a father.

"Zeke is my man where I belonged to the Knights. Now they're taking my place in my absence."

"I don't care if you go for me, Captain... I'm just doing what the Count says. Thanks to you, I don't have to get lost in the streets to reassure my daughter."

Sieg, who appeared to have gone awry, named himself "Sir for once".

Sir is the name of a generation of nobles.

I mean, I guess he wasn't originally noble. But with some merit, he seemed to have been awarded a medal when he left office. Cordelia thinks the feat probably has something to do with his left leg. He had a cane in his left hand, sheltering his left leg. He must have suffered ”an injury of honor” just like my father.

Sir will be given a grace upon his departure, but not a territory. I mean, I have to find my next job. Cordelia guessed that her father must have invited Sieg at that time.

"Lunch is ready. As usual, I have prepared my share with you."

"Oh.... Speaking of which, what happened to Aisha"

"As always, we go out to read and listen to the children of the city. I'm sure we'll be back soon."

I told you to return by the time your husband returned. He imagined that Sieg, who laughs so bitterly, probably won't make it.

It was then.

"Oh, looks like you're just back"

Following Sieg's gaze, Cordelia also looked back. Then there was a chestnut-haired, amber-eyed, adorable girl wandering around the gate.

"Late, Aisha"

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

On the top and bottom, the girl rushed over to Sieg for a small run and immediately thanked Elvis deeply for his apology. But Elvis didn't look particularly concerned.

"Let's have lunch before it gets cold"

That's all I'm saying, I'm just going into the mansion.

That doesn't seem angry, it's just the usual thing to say.

Cordelia was one-tempered to follow Elvis like that.

So I looked up at Aisha and thanked her.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Cordelia. See you later."

When Cordelia spoke, Aisha leaked small, "Wow... cute..."

And then I was like, "My name is Aisha Gargatta. While I'm here, I'm offered to serve as your guide to Cordelia," he said hastily.

Cordelia hears it and looks at Aisha from the front again.

Creamy round eyes, white skin. At the same time as I thought it was like a doll, one thing came to mind that I wanted to ask you.

"Dear Aisha,"

"Aisha is fine, Master Cordelia."

"Um... Aisha, may I call you your sister?"

Cordelia has a sister. But there are still few opportunities to interact with my married sister early.

So I saw Aisha, probably around fifteen years old, and the hope accidentally uttered.

Aisha had her eyes round.

"Wow, I don't mind...... Master Cordelia has a lovely sister, right?

"But while I'm here, I'd also like to call you my sister about Aisha. I'm still not studying, and I think if you could tell my sister a lot..."

Even while Cordelia said yes, Aisha was turning her face bright red.

"I don't know if it's a good idea for me or anyone else to say that, but I don't have a problem calling Cordelia."

"Well, thank you, sister"

"... you're nervous"

Aisha, laughing a little lightly, said, "Come on, let's come. Your meal will be cold," encouraged Cordelia. Cordelia still felt like a sister.

Lunch was dominated by horse birds, which could be considered a specialty in the territory. The vegetables are also fresh and I couldn't tell if it was the tiredness of the journey or if it was really delicious to feel better than the one from Wang Du, but I'm sure you'll soon find out which is the right answer because I'm staying for the next week. I thought so and looked forward to my next meal.

In the afternoon, Elvis was in the office room, so Cordelia was in a private room used by Cordelia along with Aisha. Enjoying his after-dinner tea, Cordelia was throwing some questions at Aisha.

"To which part of the territory does your sister usually go?

"I spend most of my time in this city, but from time to time I come to the village of Kaina, called the North Wheat Village, as my father's use. Wheat harvested here is sometimes given to the royal family as one of the best in the country."

Although for once it is supposed to be nominally not the use of my father, but the use of the Count.

Yes, Cordelia asked Aisha a layered question to give back loosely. I don't remember the name Kaina Village, but it must be because I decided it was one of the villages in the region I spoke to my father about.

"On the contrary, is Kaina Village ever more present in this city?

"Yes, you may come at the time of delivery. Some of you can bring your kids in at that time, and I can read the picture books."

Even today I was late for that, and Aisha, who seemed a little bumpy, still seemed to have no regrets. Apparently, he's a really good caretaker. Aisha continued.

"I love books. That's why it's so fun to let the kids read it.... The truth is, I hope they, they can read for themselves..."

"Is it still difficult"

"They're smart. So as long as you have time... I'm sure you'll remember soon"

I lay my eyes down. The words ahead must be the same as Elvis' words I heard in the carriage.

"If someone can read it, that's fine."

"Speaking of terminals, right.... difficult and sad. But if they say it's our values, then I have no more words."

The air gets heavy on Aisha's words. Cordelia looked around to change the subject a little. And I couldn't do it in Wangdu - I came here for it, I remembered something important.

"Sister, would you show me around the city?

"Huh? Yeah."

"Good. I've hardly ever been outside in Wang Du. I'm looking forward to it."

Elvis said it was an inspection, and she said it was a guide, too.

So I guess it's possible to get out of the mansion here. The suggestion Aisha showed a light acknowledgement.

"Is there anything Master Cordelia would like to see?

"Sometimes I want to buy a friend's souvenir, but most importantly I want to see people's lives."

"Now let's come to the market first. It's okay. There's no danger in this city because no one is trying to harm the Pamela family."

Earlier, the dark expression turned to Aisha, who looked fun, and Cordelia said, "Why?," he tilted his neck. Aisha laughed and said away.

"Pameladias are more popular here than the royal family, so if you want to do harm, the residents will take care of the needle."

Cordelia, originally a traveling outfit today, was able to walk outside even as she was.

Aisha was also dressed when she came back from the outside, so the two left the mansion as soon as they decided to go. Aisha seems to be able to walk a lot outside, and goes along the narrow back alley as if it were a garden. It's a shortcut, and it was like the movement was a kitten.

"Is there anything like food that Master Cordelia doesn't like?

"Food?... No, especially"

"Well, let's start with the tummy."

I guess he decided eating and walking on boulders wasn't a good idea, Aisha first led Cordelia through the store at the far end of the market. And led him to the Eat-In corner. The store was lined up, but when I saw Cordelia, I opened the line gently and quickly reached the front.

It's Pameladia's daughter.

"You're the second lady in the king's capital, you're beautiful after all"

I heard such a voice coming and was just a little embarrassed. I have a consciousness that I am a beautiful girl, but this is the first time people have told me to hear me. Slightly embarrassing. But you can't go showing such a bare hand.

(The future should also be on a much bigger stage than this - this much should still be the beginning compared to the ball... eh)

I finally realized I was trying to get in the mood.

I was quickly led to my seat because I was so naturally paved the way, but am I glad I fulfilled this? Don't you look like you're wielding power? Cordelia is not resistant to lining up otherwise. Scratching about it and talking to Aisha, she was laughing, "It's okay, because it's everyone's kindness, and you won't think you can eat and drink slowly if you keep your lord's daughter waiting in the first place," she said. And "So you're right to have it here first," he said. It was like a teacher of manners.

Aisha had handily completed her order during that time as well. And it was freshly baked and slightly scorched delicious scones and jams, then black tea, that were carried in no time.

"Oh, it looks delicious"

Those words spilled out of Cordelia's mouth before I thought about it.

"This is a scone made of flour from the village of Kaina that we were talking about earlier."

"Sounds really tasty"

"It's really delicious. Okay, let's have it."

Originally Cordelia wasn't very good at scones.

But the moment I put it in my mouth, I realized that the flavor of the scones that break loose was different than usual. I was surprised to see if this was the best wheat in the country.

"Really... yummy"

"A certain amount of wheat in Kaina Village is bought up by the state. The Pamela family also buys a significant amount and uses it for the business of importing and exporting. I don't really want to think about it, but if you buy up everything in excess, you'll have trouble in case."

Cordelia also hammered Aisha, who said while applying jam.

"But...... I have other issues with what I'm selling. It is desirable if purchased directly at the right price, as in this store. But the fact that some of them can't calculate and can't read the letters means that the people who buy them at significantly lower prices will flock to Kaina Village."

Cordelia stopped her hand there once.

"Some of them can calculate, but they're not good at multiplying. There are cases where you sell overwhelming wheat and even if you look like you've seen a lot of money, you're actually getting beaten up for a cheap unit price."

"Is that... is that true?

"Yep. I noticed it while I was going through it with my use for Kaina Village. But if they accept, I can't convince them that it's an unfair price in the first place."

Aisha, who seems a little sad, is still hooked about the village of Kaina.

"It's hard to remember letters and calculations. Some cultures have no letters, and I don't deny it. But I think they should be educated so they don't get fooled."

Oh, is that why Aisha is making readings?

Cordelia felt that way. Sometimes it would be nice to take care of him originally, but I guess that's what he does because he wants you to be interested in letters. But I guess I can't move out of a state of toothache. It takes a lot of power in addition to judgment to do things. Not in my own power, but Cordelia has a big back shield.

"This scone is really delicious"

"Huh? Yeah, right"

"You'll still need a good price for a fine crop"

I know a hundred things that aren't just about my powers. But my father also cared, a matter I still can't get around to. Judgment - as long as it is, it may be possible. Yes, Cordelia thought.

"Aisha, sister. I want to think about it, too. I'm sure it's not just Kaina Village. Other villages also… I want to strive to make sure that the literacy rate in the territory increases and that everyone's will is better communicated"

I don't know if I can or can't. Do it. Yes, Cordelia looked straight at Aisha with her strong eyes. Aisha took a breath. I was wondering if this was the child's eye.

"Tell me anything I can help you with, too. It's slight, but the desire to do something is real."

"Yes, because if your sister hadn't been here, I would have ended up with" delicious scones, "too."

To joke a little, Aisha and Cordelia laughed at the same time.

After I left the store, I looked around a bit at the bazaar.

It seems to be immediately apparent that she is a Pameladian courtier, and there is a voice coming from over there. I'll keep it cheap! and was advised that it was precious metal for jewelry, but around it, he was pizzily shutting out to his guardian Aisha, "The lady has quite a bit of it, and you're not old enough to hold a lot of it yet".

Cordelia's interest in a touchy paper knife boiled down instead. It's one of Pameladia's specialty trees, and they use tallen trees that are also used for luxury furniture.

"Ma'am, are you interested in paper knives?

"Yeah, yeah."

Talked to the shopkeeper, Cordelia gave it back with a modest laugh.

Then the store owner says happily, "Keep an eye on the good stuff," he says.

"This guy can't beat metal at all when it comes to cutting paper, and he's a good touch. Try it. Light and scratch-resistant. It's a great delicacy."

Cordelia took the paper knife she had been offered that way and was surprised at its comfort.

"It can be named, so I'm happy with the souvenirs."

"So... can I have two of these? Um, how many letters do you have in there?

"Is it a character count?... If it's not that long, I'd like a short sentence."

"So can you put" Thank you so much Jill "in one bottle?"

As a souvenir to be brought back to the person who is always exchanging letters, the paper knife felt the tightest. I just asked my father for his advice, and he didn't get a good reply. Then the shopkeeper said, "Is it Lady Night named Jill?" and so on and went into work with pleasant light-mouthing. And the letters dug were a little hard to imagine from the pleasant shopkeeper, very polite letters.

(... I can't imagine Vernault writing a letter, so let's buy Vernault a treat and go home)

It's not discrimination, but he would be more dough than flowers. I thought so but found a wooden mug that seemed comfortable to drink and decided to buy it. It also took three and a half days on the way home, and even more so when I don't know when I will see him afterwards. It is as a result of my judgment that it is dangerous to bring back food.

Cordelia's eyes still move to other things, even with three paper bags large and small.

Children caught by their parents eating street fried sweets, housewives buying meat processed products that would be dinner, adults exchanging suspicious bumps between them. Cordelia saw a vibrant market and it really got to her mind. First crowd in this world.

"Dear Cordelia, it's time to go home today. The sun hasn't set yet, but it's early when it starts to set."

"Yeah, yeah. Right."

"Hehe, it's okay. I'll be here again."

I guess Aisha also told me that she still wants to be there.

Cordelia turned to the mansion with a little embarrassment.

That's when I heard the kid's voice.

"Hey, I don't feel comfortable not having a wheat breeze like a village"

"But the wheat in the village is making so much delicious bread. I knew wheat was amazing."

Yes, Cordelia lowered her eyes lightly when she heard the voice of the boy and girl and the child from Kaina Village.

(First time, could be a battle)

I thought so, and I looked straight ahead.