Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

"There are people in the Dog Nation who are called large breeds and those who are called small breeds.

You're talking about large species being intelligent, powerful and full of vitality, and if they are large, they look somewhat like human beings.

They are also clever because they have hands that resemble human race and are active in a variety of workplaces.

... The Dog Clan that Dear Diaz has met must mean these large breeds.

Conversely, small species are small, as you can see from what they call them, and they look close to dogs again, because their personality is instinctive and weak, and their hands are occupied by meatballs, which makes them very clumsy.

Unlike the large species that live on a family basis, they come together in similar shapes to form a family, in which they live each other's daily lives with help and support?

There are other characteristics of small species that grow fast and have lots of children. "

Guerlant mouths an explanation about the dogs tribe while standing on the edge of a load box placed on the ground...... couch.

That figure, which explains the one-wing as if it were an arm, was very similar to that of the instructors who taught me military and other things when I had just become a volunteer.

"So, what are those small species hoping to migrate to Ill Village again?

Looking at Eldan's letter, he seems to be rather positive about migration...... or frowning......?

"When we heard about the large species who had spent a few days in the village of Ill before, it seemed that the small species had a strong yearning for life in the village of Ill.

It seems that when that sign for the recruitment of the inhabitants stood that Dear Diaz and the others had been prepared there, he saw the sign and decided his mind...

Because of their clumsiness, small breeds may have had trouble with their jobs, so the condition that they take care of their homes and meals pushed them back. "

When I say the question, Guerlant answers me with his wings up bisilli... I take that answer... Hmm? and tilt his neck.

I don't think we have any other special life to admire... but what on earth struck their minds so much about living in the village of Ill?

First of all, I'm pretty sure I'd rather be under Eldan than live better here.

Being close to what a dog looks like and instinctive means -... wanting to run around the meadows as much as you want or something?

When I hit Gerrant with that question as it was, the answer I returned was an ambiguous one: 'Perhaps… it seems so'.

Eldan also wondered about that part, and hit the small species with this and the question, "Wide meadows! '' Take care of the livestock! '' I want to run! 'They only returned a terminal and instinctive answer.

Well, as far as those words are concerned, what a dog-like smile the reason for admiration seems to be... there doesn't seem to be any particular problem.

Even if you were up to something, with Arner's soul appraisal, you'd be able to break through.

"... All right.

If everyone in the village would agree with me by asking for their opinions, I would like to accept those small species.

You can't just decide at my discretion that there are a lot of people coming to the boulder.

I'll be with everyone as soon as I can, so just wait here for a minute. "

When I come to that conclusion, Gerrant nods or heads up and down a few times before opening the couch.

"Copy that.

… Now that we have finished discussing with you, please write to that effect as a reply to Lord Eldan.

If you can do so, my senior will be responsible for bringing it under Master Eldan.

Until then, my life... is resting its feathers here. "

That said, Gerrant folds his wings, flutters and relaxes his wings... and starts staring at the beans in the luggage box.

stare still, keep staring...... its not too thermal gaze,

"... would you like to eat this bean while we wait?

And, when I ask, Guerlant,

"Is it good!?

and raise his voice full of joy and start pecking beans with tremendous momentum.

If you were hungry enough, or if you think you might be thirsty enough for Guerlant to show great momentum, then suck up the well water and put it in the bucket, and Guerlant immediately stands on the edge of that bucket, and starts drinking the water with great momentum... If you drink the water, eat the beans, and if you eat the beans, drink the water again, and repeat.

Apparently, the act of flying in the sky is a hungrier act than you might have imagined.

... When this story comes together, I will fly under Eldan again, so I think it would be nice if you ate enough.

I wish I'd gone on a night's rest... but I don't think so either, because it's an urgent matter.

That's how I turn my back on Guerlant, who is obsessed with beans, to every part of the village to get everyone's opinion.

When we talk to the warehouse from near field first, Klaus, who was cleaning up, gets more lead candidates with his eyes shining! and in favor of accepting migration, the Mayans also agreed to accept that if this place were to be busy.

When I headed to the field next to the warehouse, Grandma Chiruchi and Grandma Tara threw a lot of positive opinions because they were more concerned about the situation in the field than that.

They're busier looking into the soil in the field than that, smelling the soil, licking the soil.

I also asked Arner, who was preaching, and the Senays, who were preaching, and Francis, who looked worried about the sermon, in the yurt towards the end, but there was no disagreement here either.

Rather in a generally favorable opinion, especially Senai and Aihan, who have played friendly with the dogs, are the wolves coming!? And I was thrilled.

The dogs who used to come to the village of Ill are large breeds, and this time they come small breeds. Even though it's the same dogs, it's just someone else, isn't it? I also explained that Senay and Aihan had an extra blast of joy when they seemed to be able to play tiny and various games together if their bodies were tiny.

Like the delight of those senays,

"It's not the air you can preach anymore."

And, Arner looks bitter.

Anything. Senay and Aihan reflected on walking out in the middle of the night and bringing rats to bed without permission, and uttered words of apology, but they didn't try to keep their mouths shut about why they did that.

So Arner said he was trying to figure out why while preaching.

I think the reason Arner would do that is to worry about Senay and Aihan as Arner... but well... I don't think he needs to worry that much.

Senay and Aihan fully understand Arner's affection, and the fact that those two hide things from Arner...

"If Senay and Aihan aren't going to say anything that hard, then why should they?

I don't even know what you're hiding... but it's about Senai and Aihan, I don't think it's about malice.

... I'm sure two of them will tell you why, so why don't you wait for that?

And when I say so, Arner turns that look into something soft, if I (Diaz) say so.

With that happening, I breathed a sigh of relief that I had now finished listening to everyone in the village... So at the feet of the Senays, I finally realize the presence of Ayma, a big-eared rat tribe that drips with its body hair, ears and tails soaked in drug water.

While a fellow of the Big Ear Jumping Mouse tribe who carried out the raid on the case, the result of the soul appraisal is a strong blue eima.

The executioner should have captured them all then in the first place... then why the hell was Emma in the trunk?

Pretending to think about that, I heard it just before that raid happened, someone in the carriage made it... it reminds me of a screaming scream.

I was screaming that it was dangerous and trying to stop something...... a woman's voice.

I felt that the voice looked a lot like Emma's voice... and if so, it was also a convincing story that Emma was a strong blue.

I was trying to stop my fellow countrymen from committing crimes, and at some point I got along with Senai and Aihan, and Aima accepted Arner's sermon without excuse or rampage.

That figure, which is soggy but iterative, also looks like something completely different from those guys... that's how I break my knee and speak to Emma while keeping my gaze as low as I can.

"Hey, Emma. What the hell are you doing here?

Emma, hearing my words, slowly raised her face... with such a look on her face that she didn't think she could speak to me... and quietly told her story with Boso.