Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

According to Narvant, who started with it... the Dong people do things like hibernate, like animals do.

If the environment deteriorates due to deteriorating weather, disasters, etc., dig deep holes and sleep like a rock... until the environment improves.

In the meantime, you don't even have to eat... it seems that your body will be maintained until you wake up and move normally.

It seems that the chief of the clan will decide whether the environment has improved... and that the chief was a Narvant.

Even while he was asleep, he seemed to be sensitive to changes in temperature and the amount of magic power flowing through nature, and with those changes, the environment outside would have improved soon. What a judgment, to wake up to check...... out of the hole to see if the clan is okay to wake up, to prepare the ground for the clan to live...... send a signal to the clan to wake up.

"I felt the magic of Senai and woke up, checked that I was out of the hole... and then I was lonely and I didn't have enough hands, so I just woke up my family and came to Ilk Village."

Then it was fine to wake up the family immediately... but even if the whole family suddenly pushed together, there was no food, no bed, and there was no work that could help, so we started with Ora to make the ground.

That's why I first built a magic stone furnace to create a workplace, and finished things with that magic stone furnace to show that I would do this much work.

Next, we created a vault with ice in the basement so that we could store enough food even if the clan came... and if we had a vault, we could store sake and brew low-temperature, so we could not only make sake, but also create a subsoil that can be used to make sake. "

More recently, there have been more and more new lords and guards called Joe's... I wonder if I could create a sharp weapon that would be surprisingly mobile and sturdy for Joe's lords and kings and nobles alike... Moreover, if I were to play a big role in building the Sekiguchi, there would be no more time to wake up my clan...

"Well, that's what it was about..."

I don't know what to say... the Dong people are such an amazing species. "

When I heard Nalvant's story, I said something like that... Gordia, Hubert, and Ayma looked surprised from the bottom of their hearts, and the dogs around them were happy to shake their tails as the number of people around them increased again... and Arnault was happy that the number of people around them would increase and that sake making in the underground cache would begin, and when the eyes would sparkle and the cheeks would be uplifted.

"Huh!! I'm glad Miss Arnagh is happy too."

If you're a lady, you're more of a drinker than a weapon and armor. Not only can you make a delicious wine when brewing at low temperature, but you can also expect a sudden taste of wheat wine... I don't care!! "

Looking at Arnault like that, Narvant laughed loudly as he shook his beard, and when Arnault said that, Arnault rejoiced terribly. When I was worried about what he said to the two of them, the newly arrived maers... Uncle Ben came to me with a difficult face, named Mettac and Mareia.

What happened to Uncle Ben when I came all the way here to see him? And when I tried to say those words, Uncle Ben called out to me as I deepened the wrinkles on my face.

"Were you going to say that to me about the alcohol again?"

Hey, Diaz, why do you hate alcohol so much? "

After receiving that word for a moment, I tilted my neck and returned it.

"Sleepy liquor is bad for your health, because my parents told me not to drink it..."

"I don't think so, they both liked wine."

It's certainly bad for you to drink too much, so you should be careful not to drink too much, but they didn't say anything about it, did they? "

"... is that right?" No, but since I was a child, I've seen a lot of bad parts of alcohol even on the battlefield..... "

"I know you've seen the good part of the booze, right?"

... well, you didn't see that in your eyes. I'm not going to blame you for that... but it's about time you remembered.

You... why did you hate alcohol? Since when?

After returning to the temple, I found out that it was involved in their cause of death. "

"Huh? No, my parents are epidemic..."

"Their cause of death was poisoning, poisoned by wine..."

Didn't you see where those two drink it? Not only did you see it, you drank it, didn't you?

Well then... even though I lost my memory at that time, I know that I still don't like and hate alcohol. "

After saying that, Uncle suddenly turned to me in amazement and began to talk about the information that he had examined after returning.

Father and mother, the centrepiece of the factional struggle that divided the temple, apparently became substantial leaders of a faction called the Old Way after their uncle left for the Holy Land.

And the Shintoists were dismissive of the matter, and several times they tried to plot against their father and mother, and contested, but the plot was not clear to the parents who were not careful and backward, and the argument was wise and eloquent. It seemed that they were defeated in a series of battles... It was impossible to defeat them by the offensive law, and they ran to the dark tactics behind them...

I don't know what happened on the spot or what kind of conversation took place, but anyway, the Protestants made my parents drink the poisoned wine, and then they let me drink it... and my parents fell into the poison and lost their lives, and I fell because of the small amount I drank, but I didn't lose my life.

My parents rescued me, treated me... and took me to a distant city beyond the reach of the Shinto demons.

It seems that the people who were going to take me there and take care of me were either in the hands of the Shinto chase, or returned to the temple to fight the Shinto, and I don't know much about them, but they left me and became an orphan...

"Poisonous after-effects, high fever, or shock after losing your parents... all of that, you seemed to be unconscious at the time."

I wonder how they thought their cause of death was epidemic disease.

... because the orphan's parents died of epidemic diseases, I thought I must have died of epidemic diseases.

Well, 20 years ago, you wouldn't have clearly remembered... but the death of your parents is still shocking, and poison has deeply engraved it in your vague consciousness... so you don't like alcohol anymore, do you?

Then... hey, Diaz, it's time to get rid of that curse. "

My uncle said that at the end of the story... and then he turned to me, like he's been worried about me since he was a child.

Arnar, Gordia, Hubert, Ayma, Narvant, the Dogmen, and Mare, who were listening to me, turned their eyes to me... and I was surrounded by those eyes, and I scratched my head,

"Hahh... I never thought I'd hate alcohol because of that.

Sometimes I thought it was just me... but when my parents died in front of me, I was convinced that alcohol was bad for my health.

I don't remember anything like that at all, and even though I can't even remember it at all right now... no, it's strange to think of a human memory. "

And, honestly, the words that just came into my mind are mouth.

That my parents were killed, that alcohol was involved... that's why I hated alcohol.

It was a shocking and surprising story in itself... well, it's all about now, what to say.

Whatever the reason for my parents' death, whatever the reason for my orphanage, I can now have happy, fulfilling days... honestly, it doesn't matter if everything is past the past.

Even my parents shouldn't tell me to avenge myself... I should tell them to take care of their happiness and family, and neither my uncle, nor Arnault, nor everyone in Irku Village would want that...

At that time, I only had such an impression, but it seemed to have surprised my uncle and Arnault so badly that I was disappointed... all at once from their mouths to the open side,

"Hah ~ ~....."

A sigh came out.