Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

"... Sure, those guys may even look like small animals at first glance, but that's one of those fine beasts, subhuman species.

In a word with the beast man, there were all sorts of people who looked like humans, who looked like beasts, who looked like beasts at all… and those are those who are classified as beasts who look like beasts.

Even if it is the same as a beast, if it has a certain culture, such as handling tools and fires, and can speak the language, it is a beast man. "

I was remembering the myth my parents told me in their nightly bedtime stories when I heard Camarotts explain with.

There is a sentence in the myth that says, 'Word is the wisdom God has given man, and only a man can speak the word'... I see, if that's the case, those rats are also men and beasts.

"They say they are a species called the Big Ear Jumper Mouse Nation.

You said it was so named because it possesses characteristics close to the beast people called the rat people, but also features not found in the rat people such as big ears and tremendous bouncing power?

We have repeatedly insisted that we call ourselves the people of the desert, because there are many other races living in the desert... "

The Big Ear Jumping Rat Clan is another name that I've seen for a long time. Well, is it easy to understand?

And the desert... did one side mean a dry earth full of sand and rocks... hmm? Wait, I live in the desert...?

"Is there a desert in Eldan's territory? I've never heard of a desert in the kingdom..."

"Oh, no, just because their homeland is a desert doesn't mean there is a desert in our territory.

They lived in a desert area further south from the southern edge of the kingdom, and apparently they were hunting for slaves. "

That's how Camarotts talks about the Big Ear Jumping Mouse tribe led to stories previously heard about Erdan's subhuman protection efforts.

They were captured by the slave hunters and became commodities, and the Big Ear Jumping Rats were protected by Eldan near being sold off to a bad buyer, and that's how they lived under Eldan's protection.

Eldan promised the Big Ear Jumping Rats that when the time came and they were in a position to do so, he would return them to the desert, but the Big Ear Jumping Rats didn't convince them to return themselves to the desert immediately... on the contrary, can you believe what Eldan said when he was brought from the desert because of the human race but it was a human mix! And they were rebelling.

It's great because, rebellious and reprehensible, Eldan was still generously protecting the Big Ear Jumper Mouse people.

The Big Ear Jumping Rat tribe, which was originally a small number of races, had been greatly reduced in number because of the raids by the slave hunters and their subsequent lives... It seemed like they were even worried about extinction, so Eldan didn't want them to do that.

"I owe so much to Lord Eldan, to live my days free... how the hell did I get to the foolishness of raiding Master Diaz, etc...

Lord Eldan became a lord, and he began to calculate how to attribute them to the desert... even though the day when they could return to the desert was not so distant...!

Camarotts, who finished his explanation with those words as he roughed up his tone, breathed and corrected his residence... that's how he waits for my words, and he stares at me.

Even if the Big Ear Jumper Mouse are beasts and neighboring inhabitants, that's why I'm not at all willing to blame Camarotts or Eldan for this one, and if they hear me talk like that, it's an exaggeration, trying to convey that feeling as it is... Huh, Arner shifts his gaze toward Arner, wondering what he thinks of this one.

Arner just said he wasn't interested in talking about it, and he was obsessed with taking care of the bow he'd wielded earlier... oh, no, he still seemed to listen to the story, noticing my gaze or talking to me in a whisper.

(Camarotz was white when I first met him, but now he's blue. If it's blue, I think it's a good idea to forgive it for nothing.

... just because those rats were strong red... next time I see them, there will be no relief)

I see, I nodded one thing, mixing Arner's words like that with my feelings I tried to say earlier in my head... mouth it.

"As I said earlier, there's no need for Camarotts to apologize for this one, and that feeling is enough for us, but if you still want to apologize, I'm going to accept the apology.

However, we seem to have quite a problem with what we say and do about the Big Ear Jumping Rat people, and I don't know if we can do anything about this next time, so I want you to be careful not to come near us again.

As for the motive investigation into this case or the punishment for the Big Ear Jumping Rats... I'll leave it to Camarotts because it's troublesome. "

Having heard my words like that, Camarotz becomes a horny face, shining his eyes but not a broken face, and once again slowly and deeply bows his head and utters a word of gratitude.

And no matter how much I say feelings are enough, Camarotts says he'll bring something to apologize for because the boulders have problems with that... well, I'll admit if that makes Camarotts feel better.

Where the discussion about the apology showed calm in that way... I guess we were waiting for our story to end, one of the escorts who was checking out the carriage came this way.

"Mr. Camarotts, there's no one in the carriage.

It looks like some of the luggage boxes were opened, so I checked with you at once, but there's nothing wrong with that.

I also thought about the possibility of hiding inside the luggage box and checked some of the luggage boxes that come to my attention, but there are no problems there either.

There are too many boulders to get around to checking all the crates. "

"Right......

I guess I did a good job checking your noses, too, huh?

escort to Camarotts, who say just that in the end, following a report of the escort,

"We did a good job of checking all three cars around.

... I did the nasal confirmation... but don't expect it from our noses this time around.

The smell of them lingered all over the place... and there was a pile of spices in the load, so I can't do as many dogs as I want. "

Returns the words.

He has a good nose like a dog because he's a canine, and Camarotts expected confirmation with that nose, but that seems to be what happened when the loads of spices got in the way.

As the conversation between Camarotts and the Dog Nation progresses in that way, I am more concerned about the spices that have suddenly emerged in the conversation than about that.

I'm supposed to bring farm tools, but what the hell brings you spices again?

Camarotts, I'd rather you tell me about the shipment than confirm that it's an apology or something...?