Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

It's been five days since Eli and the others came to the village of Ill.

For the past five days, the families have been enjoying the days of the village of Ill in their respective ways while sleeping in the yurt prepared by me and Klaus.

Eli looks around inside the village of Ill every day, listens to everyone in the village, and examines what the village of Ill might need, what everyone in the village might want.

That's how they seem to find out what kind of demand there is in this village and what kind of goods they can sell if they have.

I heard that you became a merchant... but how did you end up in there?

Isa... has been loving Arner, Senay and Aihan, Ayma and Maya and Canis and the Dogs, and Mair and their lovely cuties.

He just seems to be burning obsession with decorating Arner and the others by using the sartorial equipment he brought as well as loving to make him a kingdom-style dress with Arner, Senay and Aihan, and teaching him kingdom-style makeup with the cosmetics he brought.

Eric...... what a surprise he gets along with Arner, spends time with Arner and often sees him helping Arner with his chores and needlework.

The reason Eric did that seems to lie in Arner's continued favourable treatment of Eric's color, no matter how much he stuck it or cursed it, and... Arner seems to have been most intimate with Eric's circumstances than anyone else, and now he's totally friendly, and if he's bad, he may be spending longer time with Arner than I am.

My uncle is having a rough day, not doing anything, but having a rough time.

I have a few words when I say blurry...... but I quietly watch everyone live in the right shade and occasionally talk to them and give them advice...... and so on.

... Well, it's seemed like a lot of trouble before, and from now on, I think it would be nice if you did what your uncle wanted.

And... the Maires who came to the village of Ill.

"One day a few months ago, where I lived peacefully in my own territory, the evil men of the kingdom kidnapped me, and what a terrible environment I was imprisoned in.

I heard at the end of the sentence that they were going to be executed for the ugly hobbies of the bad guys, and I heard that there were brave men living with Mair in the West where I was planning to escape at any cost... I decided to go to the land and execute my plan to get freedom.

The journey was awaited with many miseries, but we continued our journey without ever succumbing… and we met a good traveler, and with his help we were able to reach the land '

And they say that the Maires came to the village of Ill.

If we want to live in the village of Ill, there can be no reason to disagree, but rather, given the increased production of Mair hair, that's a very gratifying story for us, and that's how we decided to embrace Mair and the others... but one problem came up there.

It's a question of who will be the head of the herd of Maires living in the village of Ill.

Until now, Francis and Francois have lived in the village of Ill... and I didn't know that Francis was supposed to be the head of the flock in the village of Ill.

And the Maires who came to the village of Ill also have a male head with a large body at the moment... and they have to decide which one will be the head of the flock of Maires living in the village of Ill.

As far as I'm concerned, I didn't have to decide on the length, but I also thought it might be good in the form of two herds inside the village of Ill with two heads... The Maires have rules and restraints for the Maires, which they don't give way to so easily.

I wonder how the hell you decide to head the Maires, but... Arner says that the Maires make lengths in a very peaceful way... When asked about the details, I was surprised that it was not such a joke, but apparently it was true, not a joke, etc.

And... time is after noon, the place is the square.

The fact that it was ready meant that the mayors' decision to head was about to begin.

In an effort to watch the Maires' chief decide moments, Francis and Francois and the Maires, led by the great Maires, emerge to slip through the sides of everyone like that and walk gently to the center of the square as I and everyone in the village of Ill gather to surround the square.

And Francis and the great Mair each moved forward, and stood facing each other,

"Mae."

"Mae."

and ringing.

Then he kicked the ground several times with his hooves, and by doing so, he firmly consolidated his scaffold, stood his foot where it was stiffened, and raised his face as if he were dignified and chested... and that's how the Maires' decision to length begins.

"Meh, meh, meh, meh, meh, meh."

"Meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh"

That was a song.

It's not like the fun I used to hear at the feast, it's like brave... it's like powerful, it's like suing something strong, it's like that song.

That song contains the idea of each claim or how we're going to lead the herd... that's how singing each other is going to make everyone in the herd know how serious they are and how serious they think they are for the herd.

The Maires on the side of choosing the length are not good at the song...... they choose which one deserves the length by sensing from the song how seriously they are trying to be long and how they are trying to lead the herd.

And if you chose the length, it would be longer to chorus about the side you chose, to celebrate that song, to exalt that claim... and eventually gain a large number of support.

If one of them didn't get a large number of supporters, they're going to rearrange a large number of supporters. Someone in the long run is going to rearrange this as many times as they want until one of them gets it.

As such a long decision singing continues, I can't help but wonder...... whine about it.

"... how come Francois doesn't support Francis first?

So far, Francis and the big Maire have no supporters to sing to.

Francis' wife, Francois, I think it would be a good idea to express Francis' support first...

In response to my whining like that, not Arner who was on my side...... but my uncle who stood right behind me at some point gives me a voice back.

"You're as stupid as ever...... you'd know a little bit about that though.

It's a completely different story about him being a good husband and loving him... and whether he's good as a mentor.

That sheep has a child in his belly, right? I guess we're going to have kids now, huh?

Then I have to choose a good mentor for my child... and for my hard-working husband there.

I'm sure that sheep knows exactly where he is. "

I snort that Arner is right about your uncle's words, and so am I.

If you look at it again, Francois and the rest of the Maires are listening to the song with a very serious look on their face... not only that, but they seem to be looking at Francis and the big Maires' expressions and behaviors at each and every one of them and trying to pick out what a serious, sincere length.

And all the Maires still seem to be concurrent in deciding which one deserves the length, and I still haven't seen any movement to try to chorus.

... while I thought that this was going to be a long fight, I was going to hear Francis and the big Maire song.