I was chased to prep.
It is half-yaked.
He said he had set up the village's defense because of it, but I didn't expect him to tell me to get out of the village and fight.
Then you have to try in a formation where you can say you're absolutely fine.
First, in order to protect the place of return, Espada will be left as the proxy for the lords, as will the villagers who treat the baristas well. Later, too, the Knights of Espa.
"Are you okay if I don't follow you?
"You can't be a lord without Esperda."
When I said that, Espada nodded deeply after looking in turn at the faces of those who stood around her.
"I understand. The boulder is Master Van."
He understands. The boulder is Esperda.
As for the village, it's a good idea to go with me in question.
"First of all, Dee and I are taking the majority as my Knights."
"Ha!"
"Because Till and Kamsin are in danger..."
"I'm coming!? I'll definitely be there!
"I'm going!
"Ah, yes. Okay."
I pushed it down.
Well, I thought you were coming.
"Miss Arte is a visitor. I think I'll have you wait in the village."
"... Wow, I'm going too!
"To?"
Unexpectedly, I made a loose voice between them. But for some reason, Arte has a very determined look.
"Because it's dangerous..."
"I'm ready"
Rarely, Arte showed clarity until he blocked my words. Besides, exhale gently and arm together.
"Well, you're always with me, aren't you? Then I'll allow you to accompany me."
"Yes!"
I sneer and sigh at Arte, who replied gladly. A smiling gaze flew in from around me, but I had no choice but to pass.
Nevertheless, it is also true that Arte is actually very helpful to come. Take a puppet doll dedicated to Arte and it will definitely be a tough shield.
I'll line up a large carriage in a wide open area within the village walls to check gear and the Knights.
"... Is this what it is? You just became a baron. What, so they won't tell you you're less powerful, will they?
When he asks, Dee arms up and confirms.
"It's more than twelve minutes if you know what's in it. No, considering Van's age in the first place, you'll be fine."
As he appropriately nodded at the roaring Dee's words, the adventurer's ortho, who watched from a distance, opened his mouth.
"Shall I take the escort request? I wouldn't be involved in a war if I were you. You can take Van's escort if you want."
And, with great advice, I raise my hands and cheer.
"Oh! I'm glad to hear that! Then speak up to all the adventurers and find someone to take the request!
What a name. I didn't know it would be so easy to increase the number of people.
"By the way, Mr. Kusara was forced to participate"
"Treat me like that again!?
To my word, Kusara jumped up. No, no, what are you surprised about?
"My Knights don't have professional scouts. There are hunters, but I still think they're a little different from scouts."
Saying so, Kusara pointed her mouth in dissatisfaction.
"That's right. I'm asking you to make sure you take it too. Come on."
"Huh? But Mr. Kusara needs to take a request from me or he's going to die..."
"Are you going to die!? Then I'll take it! Naturally. Come on!
I made a joke, and Xala came on as big as she always did. The slight half cry must be due to overacting.
"Okay. Bye, Mr. Ort. Ask all adventurers for a request. Five gold coins paid in advance to the person who received the request. Please tell them that you will receive one large gold coin after you have fulfilled your request."
"... they're all coming, that. Are you all right, sir?
"How many of them are there?
When asked so, Ort roars with a difficult face.
"Well... three, four... maybe a hundred and fifty, including the guys who came here last time? No, were you almost there?
"One hundred and fifty!? Why did you get so much more!?
I was greatly surprised. Wouldn't it have been about sixty people? What happened in such a short period of time?
"Oh, it's an adventurer guild PR. It's probably passed down to neighboring towns by now, and some of them are new from the King's Capital. As a guild, I'd like to do a quick dungeon investigation. The more people you have, the quicker you map and grasp the Warcraft."
"And it's too soon. I wonder if the rest stop in front of the dungeon is over capacity?
"No, it's normal to dive into a dungeon for a day or two, so you can afford to take turns and go into a dungeon. When you're done diving, we'll go back to the village to sell the materials."
As far as it goes.
"Well, no. Participation in the war. Tell him one large gold coin and five gold coins per adventurer. You're dying, and that's all you want."
With that said, Ort snorts with laughter.
"Copy that. However, the adventurer operation is life-threatening, so I'm happy to participate in five gold coins, except for the superior adventurer. Well, I'm sure I'd be happy to have more."
And somehow I heard salaried about the harsh adventurer's way of life. Well, there were occasions when the inhabitants of the village of Ceato would live or die, and in this world they all look hard.
"All right. Let's unload more weapons and protective equipment at Bell's store to increase survival. I think the Knights of Theato will be fine, but the adventurers will only buy weapons if they do."
When I answered that, the color of Ort's eyes changed.
"Is it true! You're always thin! All right, just tell everyone I'll buy the best!
"Mr. Ort and the others have almost bought it all already!?
"Okay, I'm coming!
Didn't you hear me or ignored me? Ort changed his blood phase and ran away.
Though the Knights of Theato are mostly equipped with wood blocks, the Orts party hardens itself with iron protective equipment.
Pluriel has a lot of wood-block protective gear because it's light, but the wand just bought a Mithril wand.
... Well, can I treat you preferentially because you're a customer?
"I'm going to the Bellango Chamber of Commerce to see what's going on."
When I said that, Dee answered out loud and headed to confirm gear with the members of the Knights.
I've been busy lately and haven't seen Rango's face, so it's just fine.
I thought so and took Till and the others to the store, and there was a pretty tiresome look at Rango.
When Rango finds me, he comes running with a crying face.
"Va, Master Van!
"Where did you go?
Looking up at Lango as he tilted his neck, Lango appealed to him that his hands were wide open and difficult.
"There's nothing like it! Mr. Ort and the others bring Warcraft material every day, there are adventurers complaining about the lack of weapons and protective equipment, and because the villagers have increased, there is no longer enough food and seasoning...! On top of that, tell the slaves you made your employees about the unit price of customer service and things, and sometimes the employees quarrel with each other to arbitrate...!
"Oh... really, that sounds tough, huh?
I snort and comfort Rango with stupidity like the new manager, who has exceeded his stress limit with the opening of a new store for small and medium-sized businesses.
Precisely the distress of middle management. Come on, Rango. Managing your people is a must.
"Is that it? Who's a former merchant or a slave with experience in another business? Look, it's so beautiful."
"Oh, is that Mr. Medici? I can handle it because there's that guy, but I'm probably just as tired. Because you have half the education of slaves. You're an angel to me, angel."
Rango stares at the void with his fingers tangled in front of his chest and squeals. The manic depression is intense.
"... All right, let me help you sell your weapons and protective equipment"
When I told him that, Rango wept.
"God!"
"I'm Van."
He gave it back to Lango, who cried and rejoiced, smiling bitterly.