Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

"I'll have the chief meet you!

When I entered the village, the woman glanced at me and said so.

It's only natural for a newcomer to greet an elderly person, and when I nod to say thank you if you will guide me there, she starts walking with a little strong force pulling my arm.

That's how I walk through a village lined with a round house of fabric, exposed to the gaze of people with horns on their dressed foreheads that are very similar to those of a woman... and step into a large house in the middle of the village.

That was the first space full of beauty to see.

There is a big hole in the center of the ceiling to incorporate the sun's light, and the radial spread of the tree's skeleton from it seems to me to be expressing the sun's light in itself, how beautiful.

There is a unique beautifully patterned carpet on the floor, lined with finely crafted wooden furniture and scattered with gems.

Even when I first went to the royal palace I was amazed at its luxury and beauty, but I sigh that this place might be more than that.

"I didn't expect Arner to bring the rest of us... is the man blue?

An old woman was sitting on the carpet when the woman's voice was heard in the back of the house and she glanced at her.

The old woman covering herself with multiple layers of fur also looks like a demon of a chunk of fur.

A dead tree-like hand is stretched out of the fur gap, and a scattered cane of gems is held in its hand.

Naturally, the old woman's forehead still has a blue, shiny horn.

"Yes.

I caught him asleep and interrogated him to find out what he was doing walking into the meadow... with all the answers I didn't get the guidelines... wondering what to do...

So when I asked him if he was on his side, he said he was strong blue. "

The woman who was grabbing my arm...... when was she called Arner when she finally lowered her back on the carpet, lowered her head, and started exchanging words with the old woman with her head down.

"Heh... not a strong blue with that question...

There was no red?

"There was never a red.

It was all blue. "

Red or blue, what the hell are these two talking about?

"All blue?

Heh... that's funny.

The blue man Arner brought in... can you tell me his name?

"... Huh? Oh, oh... Diaz is my name"

All of a sudden I'm surprised they call me the blue man and the inexplicable on top of me being spoken to. I manage to reply to the old woman even though I'm stuck in words for a moment.

"Diaz...... that's a weird name.

Diaz, I hear you're on Arner's side... will you be on my side?

"Of course, whoever lives in this village will be on my side, I will."

"... hey, yeah.

Why would Diaz take our side?

"Because that's what I do"

……

Who ordered you to do the job?

"It's... a king."

The king, and the old woman, who was shining her horns as soon as I put them in her mouth, opened her eyes wide, and Arner suddenly stood up and began to grip the pattern of the sword.

Have I said something unsavory?

Feeling the bad air in the house, I also thought I should reach for my weapon... so I am stunned to realize that I have left my battle axe on the meadow.

I don't usually do anything to let go of my weapon, but the shock of my sudden encounter with Arner overlapped where I was sleeping... and I seem to have made a hell of a mistake.

"Arner, don't be in such a hurry, we're still in the middle of something.

Diaz... learn more about your work... right, why don't you tell us from the beginning how you got the king to order you to do that?

As Arner stares at me with a sharp eye, the old woman says so pale... I will explain the backdrop to meeting the king as the old woman told me, paying attention to Arner's behavior.

The first time the old lady said it, it didn't come down to me from anywhere in my life, so really from the beginning, I'm going to talk about my life to the best of my knowledge from the time I got my mind on it.

"I see... I get it.

So it's not blue... it surprises me at all.

No... there's a guy like that without a horn. "

The old woman whines about that when she listens to me, the content of which is' blue 'again...... what the hell does this two say blue mean?

Arner takes his hand off the pattern of the sword where the old woman said it was blue... and somehow becomes a mysterious face and shuts up while staring at me.

The old woman looks at Arner like that, and then she looks at me and slowly opens her mouth.

"Blue Diaz, I know perfectly well that you are a fine lord who truly seeks to protect his people.

So one thing I'd like to ask you, if we weren't residents, what would you do?

"If you weren't a citizen...?

No... I don't think so.

I thought I'd finally found it. If the inhabitants weren't the inhabitants... they'd drop their shoulders, but that's all. "

"Will you be on our side even if you're not a citizen?

"Yeah......?

Well... even if we weren't residents, this is how we got to know each other, and I want to get along.

If you're in trouble, I'll help you, and we'll be on your side, okay?

When I say so, the old woman slowly makes sure of something and makes the corners glow blue as she nods.

Why would an old woman ask such a question, if she wasn't a resident...

Is that it? Maybe the people of this village aren't the people of the people?

Well, that's not true, is it? Officials explained that this place is also a territory, and it is supposed to be the people who live in the territory...

"Did you finally notice that face?

Yes, we are not your people.

On the contrary, we are your king's enemies. We have fought your country for many years. "

That's what the old woman says in a clear tone... I fall off my knees from where I drop my shoulders on those words.

I thought they were residents, not residents, but enemies, which means that this is the center of enemy territory.

It would mean that I do not even possess a weapon in the heart of that enemy land.

Shocked by that fact, as I keep falling speechless, the old woman speaks to me in a gentle voice as to why I am the enemy.

"Blue Diaz, we are not your king's enemies, but we may not be your enemies.

You are blue, as rare as blue.

If you say you're blue, we should be able to do it. Don't do that forever. Face up and listen to me. "

To that word of an old woman...... I look up slowly.

That's how I glanced at the old woman's face... and the old woman was gentle with wrinkles all over her face... smiling gently as if she were my mother.