Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

----Diaz in Yurt on Snow Blowing Day

"--well, that's what happened."

When I finished my nostalgic story, Senai and Aihan, who were listening as they rolled on the floor, and Emma, who was listening with their long ears shaking on the other side, began laughing as they giggled with their hands concealing their mouth.

After laughing and whispering something... Emma speaks on behalf of the three of them to me as she leans her neck.

"Maybe, but I think the lowlands that I've just talked about are the rumored 'golden lowlands'.

Wheat was planted in the fields that Diaz and the others cultivated, and the hoe seemed to shine like gold, shaking with plenty of fruit.

Ways have long been known to flood rivers to enrich the soil, but what do you mean by lying on a water meter...?

Well, that doesn't seem to be what Diaz and the others were after, so you're lucky, right?

And I'm sure the wheat that was harvested there helped support Diaz's meal afterwards. "

Alner, who was listening to the conversation with his arms tied together, nodded loudly and entered the conversation.

"I don't know because I've never seen wheat so fruitful before, but it's like spring grass in the grasslands.

Blue and soft, the young grass that Mayers are happy to eat is more important to Mayers and us than gold.

If it spreads all over the wilderness, I know you want to be golden. "

"It's a mistake.

Because wheat can be harvested twice a year... it takes as much effort as that, and I have to send nutrients to the earth somehow, but I'm sure the settlers did it well.

I helped Diaz work, I helped Juuha work... and I learned technology and knowledge from it, and I became a master of civil engineering. "

"I see... does that happen?

Sure, bows and horses are better off by the master. "

When Emma and Arnah had that conversation... and Senai and Eihan started laughing as they giggled, and everyone's story began to buzz up... a strong wind blew out and the cold came into the yurt from a slight gap.

Then Senai and Aihan rushed to Arnah, and Arnah wrapped Senai and Aihan with a large maker cloth, and Emma who was lurking in her hand... and then came to my side, all of them together to warm up.

Won't it get warm soon?

I wonder if Haruha is still here.

When Senai and Ayhan say that in a chunk and stupid way inside the Mayan cloth... Arnah looks up at the ceiling of the yurt and returns the word.

"Perhaps this will be the last snowstorm this winter.

I hate it when winter leaves the land and I don't want to leave it in the spring.

If we survive this blizzard, the spring is almost there... when spring begins to grow grass, we need to start a new year, take care of the livestock, rebuild the yurts, wash all the clothes and bedding, collect the herbs... we need to hunt too many black gees, and we may get busy at once and lose time to sleep. "

Then Senai and Ayhan slipped their faces out of the maia cloth, imitating Arner and looking up at the ceiling... and still want spring to come,

"Ha-lu, ha-lu, hurry up!"

"If Haruga comes to me, I'll do my best to do my best."

And that improvisation song started singing on the ceiling of the yurt... toward the sky, which kept getting cloudy and rough.

----One day at noon, Gordon looked at a field of wheat spreading across him.

The snow that fell in the winter began to melt, and the wheat that withstood the cold in the winter began to grow little by little under the snow.

It was once an enemy land, and is now the first barn area in the kingdom, known as Yellowknife and Golden Lowlands.

Whether looking north or south, east or west, only the barley fields are visible... During the harvest season, the golden wheat ho will shake in the wind. Gordon, who became a knight, listened to the woman in front of him with a nervous look, looking at the people who worked hard in this place.

On Gordon's side, wearing a fairly fine, fairly good-looking ser coat, there is a look worthy of calling an elderly gentleman… Lord Sachs, whose long gray hair is firmly tied behind his neck, his long beard firmly secured with oil, a white shirt and black trousers… There is the Duke who reigns around here, and the Duke in a straight stance that does not seem to be an elderly man is also listening to women.

"--- I like home affairs.

I mean, home affairs are really nice.

The richer you do it, the richer your people will be, the richer your country will be... the happier everyone will be.

I don't think there's anyone who hates housekeeping like that, and anyone in a position to do it from birth to death.

... but a country can't just do home affairs, so I hate it.

The richer you get, the more you aim for it, the more you try to take its richness with your power... so the king must be strong, the Lord of the land.

Enough to protect the rich people and the whole country. "

A woman who said such a thing wore very coarse clothes that did not seem royalty.

Wrap cloth around body and cover it as underwear with a loose plain shirt… its legs are wrapped in loose trousers and long boots.

And those clothes were dirty as if they had been working in the fields until recently… In fact, the woman, the sister of First Prince Richard, First Princess Isabel, had been working in the fields as if she had been in the neighborhood.

"... Richard oniisama is not a bad person, but there is only one strong king... no, two... not enough.

That's why I've decided to stand before oniisama... as the one who wants the throne.

If nothing happens soon enough, you might become a pathetic king, sweet like your father.

There were quite a few enemies and there were quite a few trials... and I thought it was only after so much trouble that I could be a strong king.

Honestly, if I were to be a strong king, it would have been nice if oniisama had not been a stranger who knew no horse bones, but if the country had become rough, there would have been no ex-child... That's why I've been acting with Sash, who shares my feelings. "

With his hands on his hips wide open, he turned his back towards Gordons and gazed toward the field, and Isabelle, who stood majestically on the side road of the field... tied up appropriately, continued to speak with fragments of weed stuck to long silver hair on his head.

"Oniisama seems to have become quite a candidate as a result.

... but not yet, not yet a strong king.I don't think he's a strong king to protect this field of mine.

... that's why I'm going to interrupt oniisama a little bit more.

Fortunately, I'm a woman, so I can marry someone and make them a candidate for the next king… Oniisama's adversary.

... well, who's good?Is it better to be a man trained on the battlefield, or a man who kills his father and tries to be lord?

Sarsh, Gordon... what do you think?

Isabel looks back and looks straight at Lord Sachs first and then Gordon.

Then Lord Sachs, with his eyes quietly down... lay down for a moment and then raise his voice.

"... beyond choosing Isabelle-sama's husband, I still think Isabelle-sama's thoughts and whether the man is worthy of the king are crucial.

If you tell us what kind of man you like and want, we will select some capable men who will be kings - "

Isabel then shook his face to the left and right with full force in the middle of the words, and returned the words with a stronger tone.

"Doesn't matter.

The important thing is whether it's a man who stands in front of oniisama or a man who makes oniisama a strong king.

If something happens to oniisama... if she loses her legs, she will find a suitable man to replace oniisama, but it's a good story to think about at that time.

All you have to do now is get the tokens you need to make oniisama the most powerful candidate.

Please don't bother with my thoughts, my preferences, or anything else that doesn't matter.

... what if I don't need that guy anymore?It's just a matter of divorce, isn't it? "

The voice is powerful... dominant, different in strength from Richard, and Gordon accidentally swallows his saliva.

Gordon had seen Isabelle's sister, Diane, nearby during the previous disturbances... Isabelle was so strong that she didn't think she was Diane's sister that she had a definite intention of not shaking her eyes.

"... I will reflect on Isabelle's candidatures and select the right candidate, so I hope you will have some time."

Yes, Sachs turned back... Isabelle nodded with a slight dissatisfaction as she saw Gordon silent, sweating cold as she lost to Isabelle's power... looking back to the barley fields.

"Still, it's really great to learn on the ground.

Thanks to my hard work today, I managed to understand the richness of this land.

... probably because of the richness of some of those streams coming from the north.

They bring not only water, but also soil and all sorts of stuff... and they distribute them to the fields regularly, so the land won't lose weight.

Not just livestock shit, but one more hand, and that leads to the results... yeah, that's really impressive.

Those city farmers said they learned about the area from Diaz...

We don't rob hostiles, we help them open up, we give them the knowledge and the skill... that's why it's that city.

It used to be a squeaky settlement, but it's just going to be a city for a few years... it's really a wonderful home affairs thing.

... and you know it on the ground, Diaz... the hero of the Savior is not Da Da. "

It was just Isabelle's solitary remark... not his request for an answer.

So neither Sachs nor Gordon dared to speak out when he knew Diaz so well during the war.

If Diaz had been asked what kind of man he was, they would have answered right away... but it's still a long way before such a First Princess Isabelle would know exactly who Diaz is.