Dungeon Defense (WN)

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I went straight back to town without even undressing myself.

Farsi greeted me.

“Welcome, Your Majesty. ”

“You're still old as you look. ”

“Shut up! Keep quiet if you're going to hold me responsible for my innocence.“ ”

Farsi pounces. It was funny because he looked like a boar.

He grew old without seeing her for months. Farsi was practically a permanent representative, and his role was to silence and lead the residents of Daisy's coin village on my behalf. Apparently, he struggled very hard to reconcile the dispute among the villagers.

We entered the chief's house and spoke directly.

“Hmm. Laura de Farnese is not a brute. ”

Parsi raises his eyebrows as if he were in trouble.

“But you see, Your Majesty, I don't know all about human periods. ”

“You don't know your period? ”

“I'm telling you, it's just an idealistic story like Sandy. ”

Parsi huffs and snorts. He had a cold.

“For example? ”

“Something like this. What did Mr. Farnese say? The chief and holders manage the village, the law is made by the Demon King and the Catholic Council, and those who enforce the law must be chosen separately. ”

Parsi rubs the snot on the floor of his hand. You filthy bastard!

Parsi continues to speak as if he were nothing.

“That's easy to say. How does it work? Think about it.You 're being tried by an outsider who is neither the chief nor the Demon King. I mean, where is the trust? ”

“Hmm.”

Laura argued a so-called division of power.

Legislation that abstracts how the territory should work. The law that applies specifically with this established law. An administration that actively governs territories while complying with laws and rules.

The idea of having a plot set in place to tear one power apart so that the ruler does not gain too much power... However, for ordinary farmers like Parsi, ‘Why do we have to create such a complicated process?' ’I could hear the ballmen.

Particularly jurisdiction. This was the problem.

Legal strife in this age is everyday multitude. Many generations cling to rice paddy fields when pioneering. Who lent me the tools at this time? Who makes their own land? How much does the paddy field that has been pioneered and completed belong to?

The Grain Depot is jointly managed by the town.What is their share here? If there is a family of soldiers who suddenly have a head of household in town, who should help...? Once you start enumerating, there is no end.

In the face of this, the solution offered by the villages is simple.

Chiefs, fugitives, and other prominent farmers gather to judge themselves!

I told you.

“Why don't you send a judge to a prominent peasant? ”

“Hm. So you have a different guardian and a different guardian in charge of the trial? They're all married and going back and forth, so it's a fair decision. ”

“Hnng.”

There was a groan.

“It's a natural bond. Is that a problem?”

“I'd rather have the fugitives stand trial for everything, okay? If they beat each other, it'll ruin everything. I can't do that even if I'm afraid of the villagers. But if you disguise yourself as fair... Slurp. ”

Farsi shortens the sentence.

Fair to the eye. But the reality is that the stakeholders are rich in relationships and so on. It is almost impossible for villagers to complain and complain because the reality is almost overwhelming, but it is not exposed....

“Why not create an inspector to prevent the adhesions between the stakeouts? ”

“Where else would I get the Observer? Out of town? ”

Parsi chuckles.

“If I pull it from the inside, I will be swayed by the regular network, and if I pull it from the outside, I will only listen to my neighbors and judge the bias because I don't know the village. The fugitive buys it. Or rather, the fugitives just say, 'Anyone who sells information to outsiders will be considered public in the village.' ”

“Ahh... ”

We're back to square one.

I have two policies.

Number one, the transfer of power to the village. Secondly, as Laura argued, implementing a thorough division of power.

Let's look at the first one.

In order for the town to return to justice, it must be swayed with power and entrusted to all its holders. At this time, if the trial goes wrong or goes awkwardly, the responsibility falls on 'all holders'. It's the responsibility of the militia. The villagers can vomit their fugitives. The material of responsibility is very clear

But even the fugitives are not idiots. Why would he put a frenzy on the scalp? If something goes wrong during a trial or adventure, they will suffer the consequences.

So it's strictly in accordance with "customary law."

Why did you come to this trial? That's the custom. Why does he take more farmland? That's the custom. Why does the well go back to someone and not to someone? It's a custom. It's just a custom……

“After all, tradition has become faith and law. ”

“What's so bad about that? ”

Farsi frowns.

Following the customary law, the material of responsibility floats in the air. The fugitives are not bad when things go wrong. It was just that the 'bad luck' situation did not go well. In short, destiny...... is rooted in a very successive civilian faith.

I'm lucky if it works out. Bad luck if it doesn't work out.

There is no need to change the law of customs, nor to appoint a judge other than the holders. I just want to pray to the natives around town for luck this time...

Village Communities Evaporation of the Common Tribunal and the People's Tribunal Evaporation of the Responsibilities Fate Theory Inherent Faith.

In the blink of an eye, things that seem to play separately are actually tied together in chains. In order to fix any of these, the system itself must be fixed from beginning to end. It's enough to imagine how difficult and difficult that would be.

― In this way, a society called a village becomes extremely conservative.

I made a bitter smile.

‘If it's just simple and poor and conservative, ’

Far from it.

Rather, rural conservativity is extremely reasonable. "Reasonable conservation," it would be perfect. It is the result of efforts to achieve a fair society in the way of peasants.

But...

“Then, my lord, what is my position? ”

“…… Well, to be honest. ”

Parsi replies trembling.

As a matter of fact, it was. If the community could rule and judge on its own, the lord's work would evaporate. What good is it if the king says he'll do as he pleases?

“Well, are you taxed? Are you happy with that? ”

“You see this son of a bitch? Whether you pay taxes or not, it's more money than snoring for me anyway. You don't have to sleep with the kids' money. ”

“Haha.”

Farsi smiles like an old man.

“So the Demon King is an ideal lord for our village. It also prevents monsters from raiding town.It rarely pays taxes, and it doesn't interfere with our rights. Long live King Dantalian! ”

Farsi raised his arms and said, "All hail." I punched him in the stomach with my fist. And he said, "Oh, my God, Parsi's dead!” I collapsed screaming. That was awesome. It didn't hurt because it was a prank anyway.

“Well, how about this? The elders of other villages will stand trial. ”

“Hmm?"

The young and clever chief tilted his head, although it looked crude.

“Elders of other villages? What do you mean?”

“Parsi. How many villages are in my territory now?" ”

“W-wait. With three of the original villages. ”

Farsi bends his fingers.

“And the two villages where the next guy and the third guy got out. Even the gunmen you left irresponsibly last time, there were six of them. ”

“That's enough. Look, something happened in one of the towns. Then why don't we send the case parties to another village and have them brought to justice? ”

“ ……. ”

Parsi's expression became serious. I kept saying it.

“It's a different town anyway, so I'll try to keep things fair. He's not an outsider because he's communicating with the same people. He is neither an insider nor an outsider at all. What do you think? Don't you think that's a good move? ”

“…… definitely. Hehe.”

Farsi clears his nostrils.

“Clearly, that sounds pretty convincing. But if you do something wrong, there may be a grudge between the villages. Your territory is causing you to act? ”

“Tsk, tsk. That's why you'll stand trial even more carefully. ”

I wave my index finger to the side.

“A civil war must be tried as fairly as possible if it is wrong... … Don't the elders think so? ”

“Hmph. Hmph. Hmm."

Farsi rubs his hands together and worries. A green sandwich was being sandwiched between the palms of your hands.

“I don't think the trial went well. You can then challenge it again. This time, I will judge the Lord of the Garrison myself. ”

“…… Is there another trial on trial? ”

“Well, you could name it the Supreme Court. ”

The wound on Parsi's forehead is getting deeper and deeper.

In this age, the principle of 'What happens in the same class will be solved within that class' has become commonplace. If the territory runs to the lord and asks him to solve some problems, he will be completely bullied by people of the same class.

I appeal without surrendering to the First Trial even if I violate the bylaws... That is, it is unlikely that this will happen unless it is a very important trial. It's hard for anyone to appeal because they don't like the outcome of the trial.

The first trial will never become famous.

“Maybe it's because they're unemployed, but it sounds like a pretty good institution. ”

“Of course. It's a solution out of somebody's head. ”

“... You know what? Sometimes, to be honest, you don't suck very often. ”

I punched him. This time it was true. Parsi's fist was right in the middle of the boat, but there was no struggle. Damn, this is why you're a muscular peasant!

“In case you haven't noticed, it's also against the law for one village's holdings to be married to another. If we do this, the bond disappears as much as possible. ”

“Huh. That's a tough one. ”

Farsi sticks out his tongue.

This led to a mutual compromise between Laura's proximity to the policy of power division and the community policy represented by Parsi, the Lord's representative. We separated the jurisdiction from the village, but not from the 'villages'. It was a reasonable solution for everyone.

“But, sire. There's still a problem. The villagers have lived well in the way they have always lived. Let's start living in a new way! Will the people who proclaimed," Tick, tick, tick, tick? "That's not what I'm worried about. ”

“Ah.”

I nodded.

“If it's in their best interest, they'll agree. ”

“Gain? There don't seem to be any great gains in new ways. ”

Farsi tilts his head.

Distribution of power will ultimately make the community healthy...... It would be a shame. So abstract. You can never convince the colonists with such an "invisible" advantage. We need carrots now to push the new policy forward.

I smiled.

“It's simple. If there's no profit, make it. ”

The next day, I sent Jeremy to the largest city nearby. I put a quest in the Adventurer's Office with a large bounty.

The quest was simple.

Pay 4,000 Gold to those who capture the Demon King Dantalian.

The deadline is imminent. Until the last day of this month.

Life and death .

It was news that filled the city with mercenaries and adventurers.