From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“What do you think? ”

Lind asks, Digo, holding a heavy iron rod full of weight at the end, puts it down for a moment.

My skin was warm in the autumn sun, but I never forgot to train every day.

“You mean the lord? ”

“Yes, the one who took a trip with a squire during this busy time. ”

“It all means something. ”

“…… You'd better believe in religion. ”

It was noisy to build a Grand Temple on the other side of the fortress. I remembered the streak that I saw and cried out in anger.

“Just eat, sleep, fix, and think! ”

Due to the weight of his work, his cheeks become thin and dry, but he does not give up. It was the word for "responsibility."

It was the right choice to leave him a vacancy for the lord. At least he wasn't one to watch the land fall apart.

‘People have excellent eyes. ’

Lynd could never look at Chris badly, even if he judged him coldly. Chris looks at the person and knows exactly where the opponent will be used.

“Nothing happened that didn't happen because the master stepped up. ”

Digo said crudely. He moves up and down with a metal rod, as if he didn't want to talk anymore.

Bait.

You hear a scratch on the stick as you swing further.

An ignorant, vigorous man is at a loss for strength training. Seeing that, Lind shakes his head.

“Hook!”

Jenryd von Lynd flicks his axe with a sneeze from behind. He doesn't even speak.

At least someone who could communicate had skills.

He was also difficult to read Chris' thoughts. He was just focused on what he was given.

Tequila makes Murdock and the herbalist look like messy soldiers, and rolls the villagers over.

“He's the Devil! ”

“Damn, do I need this training? ”

The rumor of tequila being the Devil has spread to the territory, and the number of people who fear it has increased. But no one ran away.

Lynd sees the status of the colonists and thinks he needs a way to tie them here.

“Don't tax. ”

Lind made a bold comment. When Chris heard that, he said he would smile softly.

Fraunmut territory has not been taxed. However, the territory only went well.

Yabrian ran the Merchant Guild amazingly well, and instead of unable to build a farm, he didn't worry about the money, because the brick mines on the road were holding out behind him.

“Those who want to dig and live in the earth, let them build farms, and those who want to cut trees, let them be woodcutters. ”

Chris dared to classify people. If there's anything I need to do to do that, I've prepared the territory to do it at all costs.

He bought a bunch of bows to build a group of hunters.

Many people had never seen a bow before, but the Southern women quickly became accustomed to archery as many natural hunters hung out with them.

‘But there are still a lot of problems. ’

Lind coldly confronted the problem within the territory.

‘I can't do all this on my own. ’

It was a territory without even a proper seal, but there was a huge pile of work to be done. Chris doesn't have time to leave, but he does have a squire with him.

Everyone is doing their best in their job. But only Chris left.

“Sir Lynd. ”

I turned my head to call someone, and I saw a familiar face in my eyes.

He was in charge of the errands underneath the streak. You can see his face is dark and puffy under his eyes.

He seemed like he hadn't slept well for a month or so.

‘If I dress it up like a beggar right now, I won't have a problem begging. ’

“What's going on? ”

“The streak calls. ”

“Let's go.”

Lydia, the lord's handmaiden, has been waiting for her with a dry cloth in the corner of the training ground.

“Thank you.”

As you sweep through the sweat with your horse, you see a streak of blood feet in your eyes.

“The calculations are incorrect. ”

As soon as he saw Lynd, he said,

‘There you go again. ’

The streak was generally responsible for the operation of the territory, so there was too little that could be done.

He was a butler, not a lord's agent. Accounting is a number. It might be better for Jabrian to do it, but if she stops running the Merchant Guild, she'll drop to feed on the land.

It wasn't that she was free.

Lind sits across from a hard wooden desk with a chair.

“Let's see.”

That's why Lynd used to step up straight, but he wasn't sure about the calculations either.

There was no accountant in this vast land. It was hard to get such a higher education unless I was a nobleman in the first place.

Lynd wanted to call Birch Dutch for help, but it was hard.

He was running sweaty on his feet to sell it in line with the rock salt mine running.

‘Damn it, Chris. ’

Now it was just friendship and insulting the Lord and comparing the numbers one by one.

This has been my day. What the streak couldn't handle was how Lind helped. Diego, Jenryd, and the Jell-O responsible for the Southerners couldn't help but notice.

‘What do I do when I'm good at fighting? ’

Lind grumbles inside. It was fortunate that Jell-O handled the southern woman well.

‘Cause they're people. ’

What's different about Southern women? Lynd learned that after they joined forces.

People are just people. Race didn't matter much in there. They were also people who ate, chewed, slept, and rested.

I cried when I was sad, angry when I was angry, and laughed when I was happy.

Culture was different, but not very uncomfortable.

“Get some rest. ”

Lind speaks, and the streak peers through the document.

“I'll stop by the house if I have time to rest. ”

Speaking of which, Paul smelled like a fifty year old. On the other side of the office, I saw the underwear and clothing branches that I had washed and laid out.

‘The maids must be suffering. ’

No, maybe he's got his maid right now. I thought maybe some of the soldiers could handle it.

Knock, knock.

At that moment, you hear the soldier's voice as he knocks on the door.

“Strick, the Lord's guests are here. ”

I didn't even have a lord. I was wondering what kind of guest he was.

“Don't you know he's not there? ”

Lind steps forward, opens the door and speaks, and sees the soldier's embarrassed expression. And then I saw a tall, thin middle-aged man standing behind me.

No matter how little he looked, he seemed to have rested.

“Who are you? The lord is not here. ”

“I know. ”

The man said, The soldier leaves the room with a rough gesture.

“Mathematics.”

He introduced himself. It was hard to think of it as ordinary based on attitude or tone, but there was no castle after the name.

“Lynd Sonate. ”

Lynd also introduced himself. Looking at what's going on, he gives a short, clear representation of his condition.

“I was hired by the baron Fraunmut. ”

It was autumn, but it was still hot during the day, and it was awkward to wear a long sleeved top and long pants.

The brown hair that covered my head with heat looked frustrating.

“Employment?”

“Accountant.”

The streak echoes behind you, frightened to the end of Matrix's words.

“Accountant?”

Lind looks back and sees that the streak's eyes are about to bleed out beyond the footing.

“If you are an accountant……."

“I'm here to work. I've heard great things. ”

Even those who were confident in the calculations were in trouble.

This was not the kind of land where a little farming was done in the first place and a moderate army was built. It started as a rock mine and started working on a variety of businesses.

“If you don't straighten this out right from the start, you're in trouble. ”

Mathis took a look at the documents on the streak's desk without permission.

“Who organized this? ”

“…… I did it. ”

"Matix," said Stryk, "looking through the documents calmly.

“You're meticulous. ”

Lind said something more about the returning shape.

“How do I know you're the one the lord sent? ”

It was funny to come in and look at the documents first.

“Oh, you forgot that. ”

Mathis looked at the document for a long time and opened his mouth to Lynd's words.

“I don't want to get caught pissing my pants when I was six, but I heard I had a friend who ran away wearing pants all day long, and that's why he's been nicknamed..."

“Enough!”

Lind approaches and grabs Mathis' shoulder. Even a chaotic knight could not be stopped, but it was a quick and precise step after a long hand.

His hand pressed directly against Mathis' shoulder, and that was definitely a means to stop him.

“You can stop. I believe.”

Lind bites his molar tightly and says. What Mathis said now was a secret that only he and Chris knew.

“Do you know where the baron is? ”

When Lind asks, Mathis shrugs.

“I met a small village just south of Baron Savenad, where he left before I left. I don't know where he is now. ”

“Ah.”

Lind looks serious and decides whether to leave to catch him.

“Am I allowed to work anyway? ”

Matthews told Lynd with a serious face.

“Do it.”

With Lynd's permission, he sits across from the streak and starts sorting out the documents.

“When you look at numbers, you see land, and when you look at numbers, you see life. ”

He drives the chuck papers to one side, and heads toward the streak.

“Please explain according to the classification. ”

I can see the streak standing in a daze and following his lead.

Lynd comes out.

“Chris, you crazy bastard. ”

Where do you think you're going?

Two days after the accountant Mathis arrived, I heard that the streak had left the office and returned home.

“Finally! I can finally sleep! ”

“I had my hands full doing the laundry. ”

Lynd accidentally sees soldiers cheering, and he has no choice but to acknowledge Mathis' ability.

Thanks to that, I suddenly lost track of time in my work. And another visitor from Chris came by.

“I don't know. ”

He was an invisible boy at such an old age, but he had a pole around to make sure he couldn't see.

“Do you know where Chris is? ”

“I don't know the details. I met a village at the entrance to the Silver Forest. ”

Lind asked, overwhelmed by anxiety.

“Just in case, did you bring anything to prove yourself? ”

“Oh, I peed my pants when I was six...."

“Enough!”

Lind stops him and goes to find his backpack. When I found Chris, I was going to feed him five arrows from a distance.

“Are you Lynd Sonate? ”

Then the boy called out to himself.

“That's right."

“You don't have to find yourself. You'll be back before spring. If you have a big problem, you can tell the pumpkin to find himself."

Morga said with a soft smile. The user seems to be used to caring about the target, even though the user can't see it.

Lind asked because he was curious about it.

“What are you good at? ”

He looked at the numbers, his eyes flipped, and he focused on his work every day. I gave him a separate house and told him about the jade cane, but he didn't care.

It's from Chris. There was something about this boy, too.

I was blind and small, but I thought I had hidden talents.

“Shame on you, but I sculpt. ”

“Pieces?"

“I told him to give you this, too. ”

Morn speaks, placing his hands on the ground, dull and still.

As I pulled out the small leather pouch, I saw a seal with a note. It seemed appropriate to get a ring and put it on it.

“You said you would use that symbol as a family crest. ”

When Lind looks carefully at the seal, she sees a small crescent canal. It was not a typical skill that I painted in detail.

“Made it yourself? ”

“Shame on you. ”

Lind scratches the seal. To be honest, if I was ashamed of my skills, I could say that all the seals of the dizzy nobles were rubbish.

Where do you keep sending people like this? ’

Lind was just curious about that.

After that, people kept coming. Not because he was angry about revealing his teeth, but because Lynd was really curious about where Chris was.

* * *

After confirming that the southern woman settles down, I took Royse on a trip.

“Where are you going at this time of year? ”

“I have work to do. ”

There was nothing to explain in detail. There's no guarantee everything will work out the way you want it to.

That first stop was under Baron Savenad, a town without a name.

“Isn't that a waste of talent? ”

I told you, the guy who cleaned the dust at the general goods store in the corner of town saw me. You can see the tall, hot hair on your forehead.

“What do you mean? ”

“It's a shame to run a general goods store and clean this up. ”

I spoke and listened to his books. Seeing that, the man shows no unpleasantness.

He was a man who never changed his face.

“Are you here to arrest me? ”

Half of it's true.

“Was he a fugitive?”

I knew his name and what he wanted. But I couldn't say it.

Before returning to me, I was the one who taught me how to handle numbers. I was living as a member of a large mercenary army at the time, but I didn't look happy.

I licked my lips a little with my tongue. I came here because I knew he was here at this time.

“A fugitive.”

He didn't hide himself. I didn't hide my intentions because I gave up. I had no reason to stall.

“If he's from slavery or whatever, he needs to be used properly. ”

I spoke and heard the hair on his forehead. I can see the markings on it. It was a mark of slavery.

“…… Who are you? ”

“Chris Fraunmoont, Lord of the Baron Fraunmoont. ”

“What do you want? ”

When Mathis asked, I smiled and replied.

“Don't you want to handle more numbers? Our territory needs men now. ”

He enjoyed a simple and straightforward conversation. I didn't feel the need to change my words.

“Now……."

“Do you want to go to my territory and work for me? You will suffer until you die, but you will be able to stack them in numbers until you die."

Mathis is a numbers slave.

I offered to know him. He nodded quickly.

“Ah, then proving yourself...."

After much thought, I sold Lynd's teeth. There's no more definite proof than that.

After that, he told me a great deal about what would happen to the territory. The streak would be struggling with responsibility right now without even looking.

‘Maybe Lynd can help. ’

Anyhow, if anyone's gonna help Strick, it's Lynd.

I was traveling. I was in the middle of a treasure hunt.

Of course, I was going to find the treasure I really needed and sweep away all the treasures in the middle.

The first was math.

“I have something to see. ”

Royse asks as he turns around.

“Do you know him? ”

“No."

I've never seen you before in my life.

“But what do you believe...?"

“Intuition."

To be honest, it's a previous life experience.

“Ah."

Lois vomits. This guy was no different from Digo. My eyes glazed brightly.

It's a little burdensome.

Anyway, intuition will work better now.

“Let's go."

I had a lot of work to do. I hastened my steps because I only have time to vacate the territory now.