Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

It seems to be from a very ancient era...... a large number of humans enter a well-maintained stone room.

Led by several squires with pine lights, followed by two women wrapped in bright armor, and finally by several soldiers with large numbers of weapons and pine lights.

The squires, who cut off the beginning of a line and entered the stone chamber, one of the women in armor… with the instructions given by Deane, the third princess, transferring the pine fire in her hand to the candlesticks that are in every part of the stone chamber.

Then the stone room that was wrapped in darkness was lit by candlestick lights... and the soldiers who saw the sight of the stone room that was revealed that way unexpectedly... sighs like that.

At the far end of the elongated stone room is a stone coffin.

Three stone statues were placed around the coffin so as to enclose the coffin... one is a stone statue of a man with a king, one is a stone statue of a man with a book, and one is a stone statue of a woman with a strange scar on her forehead.

There are several stone altars that surround those stone statues… on those altars are a variety of jewellery and supplies made of gold and silver… The sights of the soldiers are not coffins or stone statues, but directed towards the objects on those altars.

"The goods there are to be financed by the military... so keep it in your pocket.

... needless to say, don't touch the coffin or the statue with a finger. "

After a while from the words of Deane... the soldiers who understood the meaning of the words arrive at the altar.

Thus, while taking the items on the altar out, the soldiers enter their own nostalgia only those of affordable size that seem expensive.

I did so in the stone room... As the indescribable misery spread, Deane approached the statue with another armored woman, Prinesia, with Wang Xu... pulling Wang Xu out of the statue's hand.

Unlike its stone chambers and statues, where everything collapsed and weathered, making it smell like any old smell, its Wang Xuan was unusually new and emitted a beauty unworthy of this occasion.

No scratches, no dirt... There is a bright red gemstone on the tip of such a Wang Xuan, and the dragon that unites the gemstone with Wang Xuan instead of the flame throwing up from his mouth... What an unusual design.

When Deane raises his king, the bright red jewels of the candlestick either reflect the light of the candlestick or shine sparklingly... Deane smiles niggardly when he sees the light.

"Um... Dear Deane?

What the hell are you going to do with your king?

Plinesia, with an anxious look on Deane's side who does not move while holding Wang Xuan, opens her mouth so... Deane returns her words while holding Wang Xuan in such a way as to make him look like Plinesia.

"This is how I got it, so naturally it will be decided to use it.

The King of the Founding Fathers burned down ten thousand enemies... and now I'm going to make a legend.

... First I will take that nasty lying Diaz with my soldiers and this Wang Xuan.

After that, we formed an army based on the money and dragon material that Diaz would have hidden, and we discussed a fool's brother, a fool's sister, who was nothing but a disturbing presence... and that's how I put this country in my hands. "

Plinesia to such Deane's words...... make her face strong and stiff.

That king, the former founding king, waved, said he lost his power at the end of the war that took place at the time of the founding of the kingdom... or when the founding king collapsed.

Either way, the ancient relic, which has no power whatsoever now, is Prinesia's perception of the King of the Founding Kings... of all who know about Wang Xu.

Well that was a long time ago... a story about an era that I don't even know how many or hundreds of years ago it is now.

It's in Deane's hands. Plinesia shrugs inside with rigidity as to what the hell she's talking about, even though there's no certainty that it's real.

Miralda and dozens of soldiers are fleeing under Deane at the time Deane said he would raid the King's tomb of the Founding King.

If we discuss Diaz with such a sweet idea, more soldiers will escape from under her when it comes to discussing His Highness.

At last, Plinesia decides that there may be an increased likelihood of danger to herself.

Trying to leave under Deane and return to his loyal master...

"... Prinesia. You don't have to worry about that.

As well as the King of the Founding Kings, I also have this secret if I have to...

Of course, using this is the last resort… "

Deane, who said so by interrupting the thought of Prinesia, holds Wang Xuan with one hand and takes out one package from that pocket with the other.

From the gap of that purse, which looks like a fine silk cloth, there is a glimpse of something of gold glowing in the light of the candlestick… realizing what its identity is, Plinesia loses its complexion all at once and breathes.

Diane, who holds Wang Xuan with one hand and holds the bag with one hand, smiles satisfactorily after seeing how such a Plinesia is doing... and then puts the bag firmly into her nostalgia, and then begins to exhale the emotions that she was putting into it, as she said, with rage.

"In the first place, that man named Diaz took the liberty of that war I was supposed to be active and end! I can't even make sense! It's because I'm the man who ended it, and I can assure you that the status quo in which that man is called a hero is because he took that seat from me!

Besides, he didn't try to give me back the bounty I was supposed to get, he didn't try to follow my merciful suggestions, this! Drive me back with falsehood... and spend that bounty on the enjoyment of dragon hunting, etc., even trying to monopolize that material and get more money, etc., is utterly undeserved... No, if you are a person with a name that comes from the same saint's name in the first place, it is only natural to cooperate unconditionally with this me...!

Besides, according to that man... Diaz didn't kill me if he told me to kill all the fools of the evil enemy, he didn't plunder me if he told me to plunder him, and he called me a favorite because he was such a loser... "

None of those overemotional Deane words had reached Plinesian ears.

In the head of Prinesia is dominated by the thought that if we don't get out of here as soon as possible, we have to deliver to the Lord reports that Deane is stealing the king's seal and using it to do something good...

So Prinesia fled from the spot around where Deane became obsessed with talking, self-indulging, and began to look up to heaven… The Lord, the way back to King's Capital, where First Prince Richard was, without day or night, just ran even.