Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

- - Ill village, Diaz.

Covering his entire body with fur and bearing the battle axe on his shoulders, he sets up bonfires everywhere to ensure lighting and warmth… he patrols to and from the village of Ill, where the sun sets and nights fall.

Still not so cold as a cold wave, no sign of a monster, there was always a quiet night on the street in the village of Ill...... the only one of them was surrounded by noisy air at the rally point.

Whether labor pains have begun or childbirth has begun… I don't know what the situation is, but as far as the shadow movement reflected in Yurt's outer cloth seems to be concerned, it seems to be in considerable haste.

A shadow that seems to be Arner is moving around in the yurt, without time to rest... and when I look at that shadow, I get the feeling that I have to work hard too.

It's totally useless in the place of childbirth, which is why I want to work hard with this arm and battle axe, or I want to save it... I want to be useful because it's good in any way, because it's good for the babies that are born.

Having so firmly regained my battle axe in the sense of putting my temper back in place, I let the patrol resume with my eyes on the plate and my ears clear so that François and the others could safely give birth.

- - Northern Meadows, Temporary Yurt Klaus

"The lookout is minimal and good! I can't keep an eye on all the meadows, and even if I miss a little, there's Alner's magic!

Anyway, protecting the village is our top priority, and we turn our consciousness only to the one who tries to get close to the village!

And if there's a guy like that, it's intimidation first, and then you attack him for his legs, and if he can't move, you can leave him alone, and if he runs away, you don't have to chase him!

The Masti clans, equally equipped, snort roughly as they move their waffles and mouths against Klaus, who wears protective gear and grips the spear firmly and teaches so in a makeshift yurt.

Absolutely in those eyes resides a strong will to preserve the new life that comes into being when we defend our village… Klaus continues his training, staring into its eyes with pride and comfort.

"Besides, I don't sleep for command, but let's all take turns and have a good night's sleep and a good meal to feed our English.

... The actual battle is more draining than you can imagine, if you don't rest when you can, it will sound later.

...... yeah? What about me?

With that Diaz... we've been fighting together for years, haven't we? There's no reason to stay up all night for two or three days.

No rest for a week in a sudden march. It was Zara too... compared to that at all, yeah.

No, already, it's really hard for that guy to keep up because he's tireless and can move cancer.

I can sleep in any place, and I shouldn't have any unsavory rice, I wonder what it really is, that guy...

... Yeah, well, if it seems like you can afford it in the daylight of sight, then rest then, so don't worry everyone!!

Looking far away, I remember something...... Klaus, who became a vain eye, told me that, and the Masti family honestly nodded, "Wow!" He replied neatly.

- Marhati territory, the western city of Melangal, the bedroom of the Lords' Mansion, Eldan.

"I didn't know you'd get away with it......

You were underestimating Meiser or you were alarmed... "

Eldan whines about that while lying on a bunk prepared for his room.

To that stupidity, which I don't know more than once, Eldan's wives just listen, without saying anything.

If this was a consultation, you would have returned the answer, and if you were being asked for any suggestions, you would have squeezed out as many proposals as you could have twisted your head diligently, but this is just stupidity...... not a lord, but a kind of cry as an individual. I thought it would be best to take it quietly.

Know what my wives think or not, Eldan goes on to say bumpy.

"I was fortunate that there was no way to the king's capital, nor Mair Badal... nor Lord Diaz.

Either way, it must have been a mess.

... but staying here without running away from the realm is all about this place... what a complicated feeling it is to be watching us sweetly "

That's what Eldan says. He hits a turnaround and exhales a loud sigh.

"Well... if you're looking at us sweetly, that should also be a huge gap you can get into...

I will not only mobilize the rats, but also the intelligence... if I have to... "

It was Eldan trying to go on from there, but a small yawn came out of his mouth before the words, and the yawn lured him to a strong drowsiness... so Eldan fell into a deep sleep.

- -??????? Meiser

"- That's why I've eliminated those assholes in the Empire, as you wish.

I wasn't willing to forgive you when you threatened me... but I didn't expect you to be this good. "

In one of the rooms of a certain merchant, against Meiser, who sits somewhat down in a superior built chair and says so while tilting a superior made glass...... the man standing in front of Meiser, the Lord of the merchant, returns his words.

"That's... sorry for the inconvenience.

This is the land of man, and this is our country.... The people who didn't know that were so blind and unbearable.

Nevertheless, I can't help but say that we are just merchants... "

"Just a merchant...... hey.

The smell of drifting, the lumber in the luggage box, the scissors on the inventory you keep there... even though you're dealing with a lot of noisy people?

"This is... I didn't know you could spot it from that.

… very helpful, from now on, let's pay attention to the area. "

"Say the guys who gave me information about the raid, say you guys... Eldan seems to have a lot of enemies"

When Meiser says so, the merchant lord waves his hands with a full grin to show his intention of denial.

"No way, hell no.

I have no idea what Eldan thinks... but thanks to Eldan, we make money like this, and we all welcome Eldan, including the sweet ones.

… However, if there is a problem, it is about the people who flock around Lord Eldan… "

"... at all, if you're a merchant, you just need to step into business.

I wonder if the Temple and you care so much about them... "

"You surprised me.

Master Meiser just says he's in favor of treating them as slaves... "

"I'm in favor of selling it off as a slave, if it's going to be gold.

I just don't think it's a bad idea to increase the number of "customers" and increase the size of the market by finishing them off to citizens like Eldan did.

Whatever the outcome, it's a good economy... no problem.

... Besides, I'm not the only one who thinks it's going to be a product. "

Saying so, the Lord of merchants kept staring quietly as he narrowed his eyes about the mizer emptying the contents of the glass.