Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The air in the venue gradually brings with it the color of perimeter dominance.

It is the Marquis d 'Atara who is not amused by such air. Perhaps he thought so.

Don't let the countrymen do it at a party you've hosted.

He used his truly unparalleled powers.

"Hey there, Uncle Saccura's house!

It was a man in his late twenties who broke open the hedge in a forceful fashion and fleshed his muscles and bones with fat. Originally, I would have had proper combat training, but I'm wearing it, but it's completely broken.

He wears fine nobility clothing with gold and silver ornaments, but his expression is a little low to wear. Rather than respecting the opponent, it is a bandit who looks down from the beginning.

Even with the same bandit face, the Yak chef was a wartime bandit head, but this is a bandit style of Mishita. Our chef is of a different character.

Well, I quickly figured out who such a triple-headed man was.

I am not used to socializing, but I have checked the name of my neighbor's lord. Especially if it's a reputable lord.

"I'm sorry to hear that you have taken the trouble to greet me, Countess Yasoga."

"Hmm? I'm impressed you know my face. Sometimes the Uncle Saccura family took the boulder from the peasants to the knights."

Highlighting the peasant part, Countess Yasoga waited aloud.

Probably, but you're threatening me.

There are surprisingly many people who think that the louder the voice, the greater the high pressure, the greater the weakness of the other person.

I think the resistance around fear is wasted and the farmer thinks it is the foundation of civilization, so it is ineffective. "This is no good for a politician," he said, clearing up his reputation.

This petty smell is a lord on the eastern side of the Sacramento border.

The location is noble in the peripheral areas, but there is little monster damage. According to self-reports, there have been reports of assassinations several times a year in recent years along with the Sakura Border Territories, but rumours among local aristocracy are full of lies.

How could it have been two or three times in a decade when I was an ancestor? Suddenly there is too much.

I believe in rumors based on information coming in from the Quid Chamber of Commerce.

There are so few monsters next door.

Is it a terrain where monsters are less likely to descend from the Dragon Naruto Mountains, or is it because it is more central than the Sakura Border Territories, or both?

Regardless, it is said that the current Viscount Yasoga is distracted by such a blessed territory.

Why do you say such a terrible thing? This Vicomte Yasoga, while his father was sick, started a power struggle against his brother, who was the next lord, and took the lord's seat.

The councillors were very normal supporters of their ancestors and their brother-in-law, so their younger brothers had no prospect of victory.

It seems that my brother knew about it, and as a countermeasure, he called in external forces as a hand.

Someone with a bit of history or imagination can tell, but the idea of borrowing the help of external forces in times of turmoil in one's own territory is like asking a bandit to rescue a fire. It's not going to work.

As a matter of fact, it didn't work out for the Viscount Yasoga.

The eldest brother and his minister rebelled fiercely and resisted resolutely. It did not take long for the lord's clan dispute to turn red.

The disruption of politicians led to a stagnation in administrative activities and a desolation of the lives of the people.

In Vladimir Yasoga's territory, there was a negative spiral, as evidenced by lower incomes for urban residents, the emergence of the poor in rural areas, the shift of jobs to bandits, the increase in the burden of military spending, and higher taxes.

Looking at this, the decision to inherit a legitimate child is also a moderate means of transferring power, and there is a reasonable part in peacetime. Competing the powerful doesn't make it difficult.

Others saw the rough Vicomte Yasoga territory and thought it worked.

It is the usurper himself who has the power of the lord and the external forces who helped him to usurp it.

The current Vicomte Yasoga, the usurper, is satisfied with what he wants.

External forces that pushed for the seizure were satisfied with an easy-to-handle puppet in the border region.

For them, neither would have been a good deal to lose. External forces in particular must be pleased.

As can be seen from the fact that the present Viscount Yasoga is participating in this party as a Datara, the external force of gratification is the Datara Marquis.

The easy token of the Marquis d 'Atara looked down on me.

"I have heard the brave name of the Sakura Border Clan more than before, but even in my own territory these days, I have been blessed with the opportunity to crush many monsters. That number has not been defeated by the Sacramento family."

Really?

According to business intelligence from Mr. Quid, "bandits with agricultural tools" are perceived as novice monsters in the territory of Viscount Yasoga.

Including this new species will certainly not defeat the Sacramento family. We pride ourselves on the fact that there are very few bandits in the environment. Other local aristocracy will praise you.

"That's a disaster."

There are people who have been certified as new species of monsters.

Well, even if a real monster appeared, it would still be a disaster.

Bandits and monsters are better off without them. Soldiers are just as good a job as they are free.

The aristocracy of the border nods to this idea.

But Vicomte Yasoga seemed different.

"Disaster? No way. Our soldiers have the opportunity and courage to earn honor in battle. I knew the soldiers of other lands thought so, but I didn't think that the Sakura Border Horseman thought the monster was a disaster, not an opportunity for prosperity!

I realized the bravery of my soldiers, and Countess Yasoga laughed loudly.

They're going to scold me for cowardice.

Cowardice is important to hunters, so it doesn't matter, but if that's the only topic, I want you to lose it. I can't talk to Miss Alicia.

Of course, Vicomte Yasoga is here to interrupt my conversation with Miss Alicia, so you can't lose her.

The Marquis d 'Atara is holding you captive on the Sacramento border.

Thus the Countess of Yasoga releases his territory, and guards the Marquis of Datala in the king's capital.

This easy-to-handle watchdog shouted at his own soldier's handiwork, and then continued to shout more about his handiwork before he became lord.

The contents are even bloody.

You raised the bandits to the Blood Festival, hunted the big pigs, and stood up against the three werewolves.

It's like saying that you don't have administrative skills with a power proportional to your voice.

Miss Alicia said she was in the way, but she ignored everything. That and three times.

It's a complete violation of protocol. A man who can't read the air is strong.

If there is a rural representative like such a shining advertising tower, I am convinced that the central nobility will make a fool of the local nobility.

"Oh, speaking of which, you defeated a werewolf too."

Calling another family member "you" is a fine violation of decency.

Neither Countess Squana nor the Nepton Garrison nor the princess, Miss Alicia.

"No, sir. I've had a werewolf before, but I just bought time."

"Oh, my God! That was rude. I took three of them and took them down, and they all got away. I knew all the knights of the Borderlands would feel at ease!

"I'm not that good at martial arts."

I feel confident that I won't have a minute if I take both of them. The three of them are for a moment.

"No, no, it's a big deal just to fight a werewolf. I must have been special!

That's right.

If it's true.

It seems that some of the local aristocrats who confronted the monster damage thought the same thing about me.

"It's hard to believe you survived one-on-one against a werewolf...."

No, I know you want to talk about it. But if you say that, you'll be in trouble, so you all keep quiet.

Obviously, Viscount Yasoga speaks louder.

"Don't give up what I'm saying! I've taken it as questioning the bravery of our family and that of the Sakura Border Clan!

Look, it stinks.

Who is this, the Lord of the Voices? Come out of your anger.

Soon after I sighed, it seemed that Viscount Yasoga decided something on his own.

"Very well! Then let me show you my courage!

It was a duel, and Countess Yasoga shouted with her arms up. It's a little funny how the flesh on your chin shakes with that move.

"Nevertheless, my opponent is no match for a knight. That doesn't show courage."

With all due respect, Viscount Yasoga locks me on.

"I'm afraid the famous Sacramento knight has been offered a duel to escape."

It's bad for a smile with canine teeth out, but I don't have the savage habits of that hand.

"Depending on the conditions, I'll tail you and run away."

Some of the local aristocracy in the neighborhood burst out laughing at the quick answer.

Rather than making fun of me, the temperature difference in the conversation seemed shocking.

"Yes, but you're still a knight!

You're a fine professional knight. I'm getting paid.

"I don't know about your territory, but the knights' work in the Sakura Border Territories is neither a gesture of strength nor an accumulation of honor. Protecting the people. Whether the monster is the opponent or the bandit is the opponent, if you know you can't win, you must use every hand to escape and reward the danger. It is also a knight's duty to avoid unnecessary risk."

The knight of the Sakura Border Clan must not be defeated.

I can't lose with any hand. And stick to the end and win.

If the Sakura Border Guard is praised for their bravery, I think there is a secret to the cleanliness of fleeing by throwing away swords, armor, and honor, if necessary.

You'll be taught at the Military Sons' Association, right?

Vladimir Yasoga was biting his teeth in an incredible shape, but he finally regained his margins.

A mockery appeared on the reddish face.

"Hmm! I was expecting to be a knight of the famous Sakura Border Clan, but you were such a coward! The samurai of the land fell to the earth!

"Oh, why?

When asked back, the mockery of Vicomte Yasoga solidifies.

"Why did you say that? It must be because you fled the duel!

"Do you remember telling me you weren't going to take another duel?

I was staring at what you were saying, so I smiled back at what you were saying.

"I was asked to run away, so I told you I would run depending on the conditions. I don't think you meant to say that you ran away on your own without offering anything about the terms."

Let's listen to people, it's a good year.

My dumb words make the nobles around me sneer.

Miss Alicia's face turned away and her shoulders trembled. After hearing Ash's tongue fight for the first time in a long time, a faint murmur said that it was very destructive.

I'm glad you're having fun.

"So, my lord, what are the rules for a duel? I can't accept boulders under the rule that the person with the most weight wins...."

The weight difference in fat content is obvious.

"You're telling me you're fat!

"Of course not. I just gave you an example of a rule. I've had such a rule duel before, so yes, I've lost it."

When I say it with a serious face, everyone around me laughs.

A quarrel in a seat like this is a euphemism for winning or losing with the reaction of the surroundings.

It's a gathering of people who decide to start a war, so if it's too direct, it's amazing that it can't be flushed into the water.

"It's decided to compete in martial arts! Sword, sword fight!

"One-on-one?

"Of course!

I took the word that there was no intrusion of my helper. I think maybe Vicomte Yasoga admitted it with momentum.

With a sword, is it one-on-one? I'm not good with swords..... "

"Now you're gonna run away!?

I put my eyebrows together and then I observe how Vladimir Yasoga feels.

He is thick and sturdy. Probably used to be well trained.

Now, there is plenty of fat on it for a few years. I'm sure you've lived a good life since you became a lord.

The force assumed from this is judged to be negligible as a risk.

"Well, under these conditions, you don't have to wrap your tail around and run away."

I can declare you victorious.

This is a big boost for everyone around us. Vladimir Yasoga also seemed very excited.

"What's wrong with this?"

There, the Marquis d 'Atara shows his face with the Uncle Sacramento.

If you make so much noise about the boulders, you must come to confirm as the organizer, and even in the name of Uncle Sakura, you can't stop it.

The Marquis d 'Atara would have thought of this brutal narrative.

In the presence of her husband, Vicomte Yasoga, the watchdog, shakes his tail and looks pale.

"Just in time, Marquis d 'Atara! I'd like to show you a duel for the party!

"Oh, oh, the young man is fine."

"I was wondering if you could be the host of this party and the third party, the Marquis d 'Atara."

The Marquis, who seems to be a third party, nodded instantly without changing his expression to this sudden proposal.

What is the meaning of the word "third party" among the central aristocracy? That's interesting.