Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0
Stories in the blizzard
Ellie worked hard again to get some liquor from the neighborhood... and the Narbants who got the liquor are encouraging me to make armor while lifting smoke from the Magic Stone Furnace in the workshop.
Apparently, there was a piece about the troubled part. It seems that the recoil over the mountain is going well, and the work from there seems to be going well. Recently, when I put my face out into the square, it seems that I have come to measure the length of my legs around my waist, and I have heard various opinions not only from Arnab, Senai and Aihan.
By the end of spring, you work hard every day, repeating those words like a habit... and Klaus and Hubert are working hard not to beat the Narbants.
Even though it is still in severe cold in winter, the whole village is still healthy because even Maya cloth winter clothes don't care about the cold... Even the Mayan grandmothers are working well, and I was thinking that spring might come while I'm still busy... But after all, winter is winter and it's harsh... one day I thought the thunderbolts roared in the northern sky, and the next day a cold wind came from the north that made the water freeze in an instant... so the village of Irk was wrapped in a terrible snowstorm.
If you can't walk outside in this blizzard on a boulder, everyone will spend the day in the yurt... At least stop going outside and do what you can in the yurt, two days a day and time pass... and then the third day will pass.
After spending time knitting, embroidering, or learning how to use herbs, Senai and Ihan... lay down on the floor of Goron and Yurt and started rolling around.
"Mmm... I'm tired of it! I want to play outside!
"Mhh... I hate it!!
Senai and Aihan raised their voices as they rolled, and went under Arnah, sweet to Arnah, sweet to François, who was dealing with six children... and then they rolled under me.
"Well... I know how you feel.
I have no choice but to be free, and I want to go out and work... in this snowstorm, it's a boulder.
... winter is not going to last forever, and the snowstorm will settle soon, so until then, let's put up with it and spend some time in the yurt. "
I gently grabbed the rolling heads of Senai and Aihan with both hands and said that while gently stroking them, Senai and Aihan simultaneously said, "Hmm!" and expressed his dissatisfaction with his hands and feet as he raised his voice... something came to mind, but he woke up and sat right in front of me and somehow raised his voice with his eyes shining.
"Diaz, talk to me!
"Welcome! Whatever!
On strong rainy days and windy days, even at night, Senai and Eihan are surprised and scared by the sound... sometimes they can't sleep.
At that time, I was talking about fairy tales and hanging out with them until they could sleep... It seems that Senai and the others thought that the snowstorm was similar again, and that it was a good opportunity to hear the "story".
... well, it's nothing to talk about, and I nodded that it would be good if the two of us had time to doubt it... for a while, I said the title of my favorite story.
"... yes, how about today's" Hero of Dragon Killer "story? Isn't that interesting?"
Then Senai and Ayhan suddenly became reluctant expressions... and swollen their cheeks, swinging their faces to the left and right.
"... can't you? It's an interesting story."
After that reaction, when I say so... Senai and Ayhan puff out the air stored in their cheeks and give back their words with the expression that they just couldn't help it.
"I defeated you, Dragon!
"We're not doing that at all!
The words make me happier.
A flame dragon that fought together with everyone in the village of Ilk and all the demons.
At that time, Senai and Ayhan also lent their help and did a lot of damage to the dragon's wings.
For Senai and Ayhan, dragon extermination is not a fairy tale, but a part of their daily routine that they have only recently experienced... I don't suppose it's the kind of story they bother listening to.
But when that happens, the conversation drops all at once, and if there is anything good other than the dragon extermination... and if I'm worried about anything good other than what I've been talking about, Emma, who was quietly watching our interaction, will raise her voice.
"Then, Death, tell me about the Golden Lowlands, the Golden Lowlands!
The best anecdote of the war that Diaz has ever been involved in, or something, Hubert said!
I didn't get a chance to get the details from Mr. Hubert, but if I could get the details from him, it's better than that.
How's it going? The story of the hero Diaz's adventure, the Golden Lowlands! That's what I mean!
In response to that voice, Arnab whispered, "Oh, is there such a story?" And Francis, François and the six children... Of course, Emma, Senai and Aihan also sparkled their eyes with a sense of expectation, and stared at us.
... golden lowlands, golden lowlands?
... yes, what the hell is going on?
As far as I can remember, there is only one story about the lowlands involved in that war, and that is probably the case... but the word "golden lowlands" doesn't sound familiar at all, and I accidentally tilt my neck.
Then Senai and the others suddenly began to look sad, as if they had betrayed their expectations... I shook my neck to the left and right, corrected my residence and faced them.
"... okay, I don't know if it's gold or not, but there's only one thing I can think of about the lowlands, so let me tell you about it.
... just because we're talking about war, maybe it's not that interesting, or maybe it's a free story, but you don't mind?
When Senai and Ayhan stared firmly at each other, they nodded forcefully, and Emma, who somehow came to the side, and up to six children nodded violently.
And then... when I realized that Arnah was looking at me with anticipation, I just coughed up and started talking about it.
To be honest, I don't remember exactly how many years ago, but at that time, there was a military scholar of the self-proclaimed kingdom named Klaus and Juuha, and there were more than 1,200 volunteers who would act with me.
Together with all of them, it's the lowlands that go east and deep into enemy territory... the lowlands surrounded by several fortifications, wide wheat fields and small towns... or settlements.
When we arrived at the settlement, the head of the settlement did not show any signs of resistance against us, but instead held a welcome banquet to thank you for coming.
And in that banquet, the head of the settlement told us...
Please, protect us from the pillaging of the Imperial Guard.
And I threw a voice as if to squeeze such a word.