Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

... in the Mansion of Count Earr, east of Mahathi.

As a result of selling off most of the land he once owned, Count Elher's realm is depicted on the map as if it were stuck to the eastern edge of the Mahathi realm.

Viscount Earlby's territory to the north, and the wilderness to the south... have been oppressed by the spreading wilderness year after year, selling land and land for the livelihood of the farmers who have lost their jobs... They have sold too much, and now they are completely lost to the countess's unaccompanied life.

I worked hard to improve the fallen but slightly remaining farmland, and managed to maintain my finances by combining with dairy farming... and I managed to maintain my daily life by spilling over from the territory of Mahathi and the profits from the merchants who crossed the way to the Greater Commercial Zone... and I am loved by a few residents.

The mansion of Count Elrar is splendid because of its former glory or because it does not suit the territory.

There is a large garden, and there is a mansion that spreads out as if holding the large garden with both arms... It is covered with a fence that is high enough to look up at such a mansion and the large garden, and the majesty of the gate is old, but it is unique.

In a room in such a mansion, an office lined with old-fashioned furniture and paintings, a man with blond hair thinned to a large belly and a few hairs tied behind his head sits on a large sofa for 40 years, moving his grey eyes hard and reading the report.

The hairstyle of the former King of the Kingdom, the hair tied on the back of the head is considered a sign of the gentleman... the man who proceeded to read a bundle of paper in a considerable amount... the Earl Count raised his voice while playing with the sign of the gentleman.

"Did you leave your feet in that Melangal and buy only livestock instead of dealing with women, booze and fashionable clothes and ornaments?"

Estimated total value of more than 200 gold coins...? With all that money, I don't think it's just livestock.

No, if you have livestock, you can plow the fields, and if you have to, it will be meat, so you can understand it, but... what a foolish story it is...

You should leave the purchase of livestock to the merchants..... "

In response to that voice, Elor's men, who had brought the report here and stood by the wall, bowed their eyes without saying anything.

"... hmm, didn't you know why?"

A man born to commoners and unaware of what his nobility was like... a peasant who admired the possession of large quantities of livestock, and that was the luxury of Lord Ma 'abadal?

Hmm... if so, should we give livestock in addition to specialty products?

However, if you just bought a good quality livestock from Melangal, you might not be happy to give her a bad livestock...

... there's no such thing as livestock that exists only in our territory... oh, no, if there was one that got lost a few years ago, if there was a wasteland there, it might be nice... "

Having said that, when Eler thinks of a livestock that is resistant to dryness and heat, he receives information that his subordinates are heading for the wilderness, where the duke's interest is to the south, with the inscription "It's just a rumor...".

"... what? Is that true?"

Did you send Lord Mahathi a letter asking for advice on wilderness reclamation? Hmph... if so, is there a possibility...?

It's not suitable for farming right now, so... the burden on the pasture is huge, so maybe I can give it all away... okay, let's arrange it right away. "

In order to prepare the hair and hoofs so that the men who had been refrained from receiving the words of Elor could begin to move and become worthy as gifts to Lord Ma 'abadal.

Sometimes it is necessary to decorate it with a saddle, etc.... and leave the room quickly while calculating the cost, etc.... the Count of Elar, who saw it off, throws a bundle of reports at the desk in front of him and deposits his back on the sofa.

If I had meditated for a while, I would stand up... and finally come back to my own mansion. I was walking around the mansion slowly, enjoying the indescribable satisfaction I had been feeling for the past few days.

- In the mansion of Viscount Earlby, east of Mahathi.

At the same time, Viscount Earlby, who had invited his ancestors and his negligence to reduce the territory that had been rich, sat on a poor sofa in a small mansion that could be described as a mansion somehow... and stared at the thin bundle of reports he had in his hand frustrated.

30 years old, bright red hair that closely resembles the color of the eyes is long and slippery, tightly tied behind the head, so young that it can't seem like 30 with a straight face... but the face is too badly distorted with frustration.

The rudeness of the risen man, if you were Lord Maeabadal, you would have found a weakness if you had done a little research, but I don't know why.

There is no illegal trade, no profanity against civilians, no women, no alcohol, no gambling.

In the first place, it tends to withdraw to its own territory, and it has only visited Melangangal, the best city in the west, once.

I can't stand it if I don't go to play once every two or three months and remove my feathers...

My God, I put a lot of money in it to get people to investigate, but I still don't get enough information at all.

Even if there is information that is suspicious or uncertain, it can be managed by shaking and threatening, and using a proud negotiation technique, but if there is no information at all, there are things that are difficult to stone.

"Should I spend more money to investigate, or should I leave you alone without information..."

The commoners have become privileged aristocrats, and nothing can be done.

Now that I can do what I could not do before, I have acquired a position where I would have been allowed to commit criminal acts, and I have acquired a large amount of money that is absolutely impossible for civilians to acquire.

If so, I should be doing the right thing... and if I hit it, I should be getting a lot of dust.

Determined to do so, Earlby stands up... and throws the report she had in her hand into the fireplace.

Even in summer, the fire in the fireplace will not go out. If you open the window and light a small fire, it will be insect repellent. Somehow, the wind will enter the room and you can wipe out the moisture.

Even such a small fire is enough to burn down the report... the burnt paper becomes soot and is sucked into the chimney and soars upwards.

At the same time, a cool breeze entered the room... and Arlby gazed towards the west of the Ma 'abadal realm... with a smile full of confidence.

― ― ― Gordia at a tavern in the village of Irk

A little after lunchtime, when Gordia was looking around the quiet shop and cleaning tables and chairs, the door was opened vigorously, and Senai and Aihan rushed in vigorously.

If you rush in, head straight to the counter and climb up to the high chair, staring at the store until Gordia finishes wiping it down...... after cleaning, Gordia returns to the counter, washes her hands with the water from the bucket, and then raises the order.

Milk please!

Miru please!

Ah, I'd like some milk too, please.

Taking orders from Senai, Aihan, and Aima, who was sitting on Aihan's head, Gordia smiles and says, "Yes," and retreats to the back of the cooking area... to the basement where she can go from the cooking area.

In the back of the basement where various ingredients and liquor are stored, there is a small cupboard for Senai and the others in the storage cooled by some ice and snow... If you get it, you can return to the counter and pour the contents of the cup into the cup for Senai and the small cup for Aima.

The contents of it were white ghee milk.

This morning, the freshly squeezed food was boiled once, then cooled by putting it in a cupboard and putting it in the vault. Recently, Senai and others were looking forward to drinking it with a little tea leaves and honey in the milk.

Apparently, I will add honey today, and I will take out a small pinch of honey and drip a few drops of it... If I drip, I will drink it all at once while sniffing my throat without waiting for it to mix.

If you swallow the contents of the glass cleanly, you will exhale and smile gratifyingly as you whiten the area around your mouth...... then put the glass down and wipe your mouth, looking around, and enjoying the taste of the milk and honey remaining in your mouth.

It's not good to rush out immediately after drinking or eating. Senai and the others who know that well rested their bodies slowly... so that Senai and the others would not be free, and Goldia called out gently, not suiting their appearance.

Are you still going to the wilderness today?

Yeah! Seeding in the wilderness!

I'll see what I can do!

It would be nice if the creek where the maintenance started had more water.

As usual, Senai and Aihan returned, followed by Aima... and Gordia nodded with a smile and listened to what the three of them had to say.

From the story of the creek to the story of the water play, from the story of the water play to the story of the geese that are increasing with considerable momentum recently... it is said that the playground of the geese has increased due to the increase in water volume, and then it is said that you want to eat the delicious geese quickly.

If you're a child of this age, it would be cute to walk, or pathetic to eat, but for Senai and Aihan, who usually hunt with bows and arrows, it seems that the goose are nothing but food.

If they enjoyed chatting like that, Senai and the others jumped out of their chairs in gratitude to Gordia... and rushed out of the tavern full of energy again.

If you miss it, Gordia will clear the glasses and continue cleaning... When they are finished, she will take out the guild-related books, etc., and confirm and fill in the contents of the appropriate seats.

Next, this bar becomes noisy. Until the evening when the work of the villagers finished, it was the usual way to encourage the work of the guilds... Gordia smoothly slipped her pen while listening to the voices of people echoing from all over Irku Village, the barking of dogs and humming of animals.