Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

- - Melangal Narius, western city, Casdex territory

The city's best liquor store, just beside the Lords' Mansion, was still busy today with a large crowd.

Gold and silver coins flew economically, bright topics were endless everywhere, the owners and guests of the tavern smiled, and that smile overflowed all the way outside the tavern… that's how it spread to the entire centre of Melangal, centered around the Lords Mansion.

The liquor store, the road, the square in front of the Lords' Mansion are irrelevant, overflowing with people and smiles, there are barrels of liquor everywhere you look, there are a number of sumptuous dishes lined up on the barrel, and countless lights illuminate a strip as if it were daylight... so busy that even on a festive day it wouldn't be this busy...

In such a corner of the city, a brunette, brunette, black-eyed, frigid human man sitting on a small liquor barrel...... Narius, who came to the land again at Richard's direction, was listening to the conversation of the beasts flying around him as he drummed his tongue into a number of meat dishes arranged over the large liquor barrel in front of him.

"Hey, did you hear that?

The story is that Master Eldan has recently suddenly begun an archery of swords, spears and equestrian arts.

I wish you weren't too fond of those things. "

"Oh, I heard. I heard.

I was glad that the cooks were too busy because of the archaeology and the crowd. "

"Ahhh, so what?

I exchanged greetings with Master Eldan this morning, but the look on his face was feeling different Rin... didn't he stretch his back well too?

"The King's memory. I guess it means I finally set my belly when I became a duke and decided on a new family name, Marhatti.

The economy is getting better and better... it's not working. "

Having heard such a conversation, Narius roars "uhm" as he cheeks all over his mouth a chunk of roasted meat across herbs and garlic.

(Honestly, I don't hate the atmosphere in this city.

The rice tastes like an idiot, it's busy with a good feel, and it's appropriate that all sorts of things are due to the mixing of different beastmen living together... so easy.

It's safe and economical, and on top of that, it's in favor of the Alliance... it's too much of a shame to let Myzer and the Empire guys raze it.

Though, I don't know if I'm going to fulfill Richard's request... because Richard has been so scattered to take care of me, and because I'm so grateful and respectful... I don't know what I did.)

Leaving Meiser nailed to the west, who is planning something unexpected in conjunction with the Empire, would also have a huge and minor negative impact on the city if he executed Richard's orders to

If that negative effect persists for a long time, you may lose the pleasant atmosphere and air that is strangely familiar with this skin...... and Narius came to that thought while drinking down a chunk of meat

(Really... I don't know what you did. ~)

And squeaks again in my chest.

That's when Narius tried to eagle the meat on the plate at hand... and the children of the various looking beasts, led by a Rhinoceros woman with a large body in front of her, show themselves.

Beared by a Rhinoceros woman, the children who go the way with pleasure as they draw their hands, smile in full when they see Narius' face and wave their hands vigorously.

(... parents and children? No, adoption because the race is different? Or are you keeping the neighborhood kids, su?

Whatever, I can't believe a woman with children can walk away at this hour... hey, here I come, surrender)

And, whining about that in his chest, Narius smiles back at the children nagging and waves back at them flirtatiously.

(Hey, I can't help it, I can't help it with this, can I?

If a talented lord realizes on his own the existence and plans of the Misers and moves faster than I do, there's nothing I can do about small things like me ~)

Repeating such excuses over and over again and persistently, Narius gasped and eagled at the liquor bottle to slip his mouth, calling out to the men who bickered as he wandered into the entrance to the tavern.

- - Yurtzorg, the village chief of the ghost tribe.

Finish your discussion with Diaz and the others and stay overnight in the village of Ill...... early the next morning.

Returning to the ghostly village, Zorg had taken straight to the mall's yurt, lowered his back in a dignified manner without standing in the mall with an annoying face, and made himself proud to tell the story of what had happened last night, as if he was also talking about the martial arts.

"- And for that reason, I've come to sum up my promise to admit ownership of half of this meadow, my promise to use the forest and the streets, and my promise not to over-pull each other with trading in leaves, my promise to treat bandits, and my promise that I can buy and sell them there when the market is ready in the future."

Zorg, who made it in the formal form as prescribed by the laws of the Kingdom, stamped the seal of the Duke and said so while posting a bunch of documents signed by Diaz and Zorg each, continues his words with a firm look into the eyes of the mall.

"Well, this appointment is only about this paperwork, and there's no formal procedure or anything.

Because if we do that, our presence will be scattered by them... well, still, the formats and the marks are real.

Follow up... when we're ready, we're talking about going through the formalities, so there's no problem.

Whether you're interested in our country or going under Diaz when that happens... well, it'll depend on the situation. "

That being said, as Zorg waits for the mall to react, the mall exhales small and meditates… opening only one eye curly and raising a heavy and quiet voice.

"... how was the reaction between Diaz and the rest of the people besides Arner? Were the others in favor?

"Am I right?... Well, you were in agreement.

The guy named Ellie, who was present in the discussion, if Diaz decides to be, is right, and he just supports himself, or something like that... Emma is too simple and understandable a reason not to pinch his mouth... well, you didn't look disgusted when you said that. "

"... right"

Returning only such a word to Zorg's words, the mall slowly rises up and toward the back of the yurt, removing a ring of metal from the shelf there and throwing it away towards Zorg.

"Well done, one upgrade for now.

This is the second candidate for chieftaincy... and I'm going to ask you to lead some of the expedition's guards from today. "

"... security squad?

To that word I'm unfamiliar with hearing, when Zorg says so and tilts his neck, Mall exhales a sighing voice as he slowly lowers his back to his seat.

"With more people on the streets, that's all the more rubbing, isn't it?

I care about the strange movements of the dragons... and I need to be prepared.

When you're free to walk through the woods to some extent, you'll get less work done by the expedition team... and you'll work out the guard squad to make sure they follow you and show everyone your style as a leader.

And. It's only with Diaz and Arner that this conversation and the relationship that we're going to have... if anything happens to those kids, the security team can help you.

... Those kids gave me half the land over here, and they're sweet enough to let you handle it, and if they're there to stick it in, it might be a good idea to keep your hands over here. "

That being said, to the mall staring at Zorg with a giddy eye, Zorg snorted and leaked a small voice, "OK," as he swallowed his saliva, grabbing the metal ring firmly with his trembling hands.

That's how Zorg, attached to the kernel that was stuck in his nostrils, stood up with a firm foothold that reinvigorated him by bashing his trembling hand against his own knee.