A month has passed since the battle at the fortress, and autumn has come.

Fortunately, the harvest in the territory is proceeding smoothly, with a large number of diners.

The same goes for the rest of the Border Alliance, with inventories of how much support we can send.

Now you don't need to worry about food for the time being.

All of the emergency disaster response rooms temporarily saddled by the Territorial Reform Promotion Office were able to caress their hearts that bad luck did not overlap with bad luck.

This is the better news.

If there is good news, there is bad news.

The bad news came from Mayka, who completed his reconnaissance mission in the territory of Viscount Yasoga.

"The situation in Viscount Yasoga's territory was worse than half destroyed."

That's what she told me on the bed the night she got back, before she compiled the report.

Micah, an angel who usually waves healing with a bright smile, grabs my hand and rubs it meaninglessly with a funny face.

The sight of Yasoga territory seemed pretty terrible when she got so depressed as a war veteran.

Micah exhaled, saying that there were few people left southwest of the central part, where the territorial capital of Vicomte Yasoga was.

"It seems that the living are heading south, east or north to areas not damaged in Yasoga territory."

The heavy tone of Mayka made me imagine that many people who could not live were left behind in abandoned villages and cities.

"The people who came to us were lucky. How dare Ash, who was expecting this, try so hard to accept it."

"Was it hard for those who fled north and east?

Asked while stroking her head, Micah nodded silently.

"The people who went there were treated like bandits, not refugees. And there must have been a lot of bandits, too."

Settlements were on fire in the east and north of the werewolf disaster area.

With a stubborn tone, Micah hugs me with her arms around my hips.

It's a mode where you bury your face in your chest and your eyes are full of sweetness.

I hold such a loved one with sincerity.

"Thank you, Micah. Thanks to this, I think I can do more to host the refugees."

The sweet nod returning from my chest tickles.

Organize the situation based on information from Micah while kissing and comforting her forehead.

One month after the war of annihilation, the total number of refugees currently hosted in Sakura Border Territory is more than 6,000.

Of these, 3,000 were in the territorial capital, and the remaining 3,000 were shared with other cities in the territory and hundreds in the neighboring territories.

I would like the neighboring territories to bear a little more of the burden, and I would like to receive a warmer message from the lords of other territories that it is okay, but it is difficult to move the refugees further away.

It would be better to go to the neighborhood, but they are already exhausted. It is not a state where reason alone can move.

In addition, there are territories where refugees flow directly from the territory of Viscount Yasoga, bringing the total number of refugees identified across the Border Alliance to more than 10,000.

And according to the information Micah brought back, this number will increase even more in the future.

There are no more people in the center of the monster damage, but there are more refugees coming from the east and north where they moved.

Among the refugees who did not have a safe haven, those who give up their own territory and seek ways to live in other territories.

Those who fled villages and towns burned by bandits who were refugees and became new refugees.

They'll be late for the first wave of refugees.

"Ultimately, maybe another 10,000? If only half of them came to Sakura...."

I think it's going to increase a little bit.

Correct my rough estimate with Micah burying her face in my chest.

"The refugees who fled to other parts of the country have been driven away, so they will come here."

"Really?

Speaking of which, we tend to forget it because we have a policy of accepting refugees, but in modern society, refugees have common sense of banditry.

Society as a whole cannot afford to host large numbers of refugees.

"The refugees said. When they kicked me out, Saccura told me to rely on you because she would accept it. If I knew we were Saccura's people, I'd be asked if they'd really accept us."

"It must have been hard seeing the refugees coming at the risk of their lives."

After all, if society as a whole does not become stronger, it is not good as a person.

If you are a human being, you should live brightly and happily as a human being.

At the very least, when a weak person appears in front of you, I want room to reach out without any anxiety.

"Ash is amazing after all."

"Yeah? I'm so glad Micah praised me, but suddenly?

As I stroked it back, the face pressed against my chest slightly came out, showing me a sun-like smile.

"I was able to tell the refugees in trouble that I was okay. I said I'd be fine if I came to Sakura, because I was ready to accept and wait."

Everyone smiles, she reports with a smile.

"Without Ash, I wouldn't have said that. I mean, it's not normally possible to accept this many refugees. Nobody's ever done it before, and nobody said anything about it."

"Really? I think it was me who said it, but everyone nodded right away. Of course, Micah nodded and made a plan."

"Because Ash said so. Everyone thought Ash could do it. I thought I'd try. I mean, if I could do it, I wanted to do it."

I remember the face of the meeting before the annihilation at the fortress, when I talked about post-processing.

Speaking of which, even before the battle, I felt that there were many strong expressions.

I thought it was natural because of the difficulty of dealing with refugees, but did that come from the difficulty of following a conscience?

"Everyone could only take away their smiles, but only Ash could give them a smile."

"I'm not alone. If Renge, Suiren, Itsuki, Gentow, Rhino, Vladimir Squinna, and so many other people don't think they can help us, it's a scale we can't really propose."

Of course, we also need Micah and Miss Alicia.

When she strokes her cheeks and laughs, Micah blushes.

"Always, Ash is. When you think that you can't do it, that you can't do it, or that you don't have anything anymore, Ash comes in with a nice face and illuminates your surroundings with a magical light. Then there's everything right there."

Micah counts what she finds in the mysterious lights.

"Fun studies, plants to enrich the village, medicines to cure the disease, beekeeping techniques, new farming methods, ways to fly the sky, regeneration of the village that should disappear... and my best friend, the princess."

Count the two memories joyfully and bury their faces in my chest again.

"Ash's dazzling, but I love it. From now on, light us up with those lovely lights."

"Yeah, if that makes Micah feel safe."

Soon afterwards, I could hear Micah breathing.

I haven't seen her so tired in a long time.

Once again, thank you, whispering and stroking your head.

Well, the information Micah brought home is invaluable.

The number of refugees expected to arrive in Sakura in the future will be 10,000 to 4,000 on a rough calculation.

The final total number of refugees currently hosted is expected to be 20,000.

"Twenty thousand?"

"It's on a boulder....."

Hearing completely unexpected numbers, the color of blood fell out of the heads of the planner, Miss Renge, and the work manager, Miss Sweeney.

In the world of their hearts, I can see a huge structure that was desperately assembled collapsing.

The plan is broken.

"Yes, so I will change the plan. Let's reconsider."

But it's not over.

If it's not over, you can fix what's broken. It's the spirit of scrap and build.

"I'm sure it's hard, but I can handle it. Let's do our best."

"What, what, what? Can you do something about it?

Miss Renge shook her knees and squeezed out her voice as if she were looking up far above.

The finger grabbed on the chest that has recently become fuller is white. The steep Hell Slope that we're going to climb now seems to be gaining strength.

With that much force, you'll be in a hurry.

I have the softest smile in my history to relax as much as possible.

"Of course. We can do it."

It had the effect of smiling.

Miss Renge and Miss Waterloo exhaled relieved.

"Unfortunately, it's not that simple. It's going to be a pretty tough plan."

How could the population of two cities increase in just six months?

You may think that there will be enough difficulty in creating two cities from now on. The development of the village is also on the verge of failure, and it is an incredible difficulty.

"But I think it'll be a more rewarding plan than before."

In this review, the way we deal with refugees will change fundamentally.

Receiving the number of refugees found this time will be too late to welcome guests.

Like the people of the village of Ajol, they must stand on their own.

They support their lives to some extent.

To do this, we need a place to live, a place to get food, a refugee's land.

We only have borders and a large area of land. If there are migrants, there is a lot of land to explore.

Even though I hope for reconstruction, there is still land that has not been fulfilled.

When I tell her that, her complexion changes.

When Miss Renge saw her face, she had faint expectations in her eyes.

"Honestly, it will not be possible to accept this number of refugees. But if you accept migrants, it's different."

Just now that we have a large quantity of werewolf remains, we can produce the metal products we need to develop them cheaply.

Thanks to experiments in the village of Ajol, there is also teaching know-how on new farming equipment for development.

"Say it again, right? We can do it."

Because we used to do everything we could to regenerate a village, and we couldn't do it in the end.

With those regrets in their chests, they can still move on.

When the same thing happens, it is now time to show them that they have done it, because they are the ones who have grinded their teeth with books and pens.

If you can, you can.

"The plan is not to accept refugees. It is the development of new talent and the development of new land. You're both better at that, aren't you?

In response to my question, the two voiced in unison.

"Excellent. Now let's get to work on a plan. Refugee reception itself diverts and responds to traditional ones. Among the refugees, I would like to extract them from those who wish to migrate to other territories or who can migrate."

Miss Renge nods one thing and raises the problem.

"Well, even if you want to, it's impossible to suddenly migrate, right?

"Yes, they are only from the territory of Viscount Yasoga. Until the new Lord of the Vicomte de Yasoga is decided, we can't let him settle in the Sacramento on his own."

The late Viscount Yasoga shouted too, but if he relocated the people of the other territories, they would be considered abducted and become a diplomatic issue.

If possible, I'd like to talk to you before moving on with the plan, but the Countess of Yasoga, who can grant permission for relocation, is currently vacant and cannot move forward at all.

"So treat it not as a migration, but only as a refugee, as a labor to earn food and support during an evacuation. In fact, if we plow the fields, we can increase their food."

Of course, the essence is to prepare for migration.

Receive as much damage as you take from hosting large numbers of refugees and have the potential to develop.

"In front of the building, let it pass... will the surroundings be convinced?

"That's right. If only Saccura accepts the refugees' relocation, she could say a lot of things."

I nodded to Miss Renge's concern and, by the way, changed my mind.

"In the Border Alliance, we want to move forward with technology exchange. Especially agricultural technology, our standard is very high. Even international students have a good reputation, Mr. Suylen."

"Eh? Yeah, well, anyone who wants to try it in my territory already..."

Leading agricultural technicians in the Territorial Reform Promotion Office have gone so far as to recall where the inhabitants of their villages were and what they were doing.

She now has the ability to think only in conjunction with the current situation.

"Yeah, I see. Indeed, state-of-the-art technicians who have learned Saccura's new farming methods will be welcomed in many Border Alliance territories."

From the standpoint of international students from other territories, farmers and craftsmen are rarely born.

Therefore, even if you are interested in agronomy and engineering, there are places where your understanding does not deepen.

Their abilities are by no means low, but hands-on technology still seems difficult to learn without experiencing.

Farmers who have learned new farming methods on the ground will be a great resource to solve such problems.

"That's what we talked about, Mr. Renge. Besides, there's no need for Sakura to have a monopoly on the reception of asylum-seekers."

"Yes, yes. It's a boulder, Ash-san... ah, no, Ash-san. Well, this doesn't make me as dissatisfied as it would be."

"No, because there's a stack of them. Renge, Suiren, Hermes, Reina, it's the strength of the territorial reform office."

Nothing needs to be limited to agriculture alone for this migrating cutting-edge technician.

If there were so many refugees, there would be blacksmiths and woodsmiths.

Many young people are good at manual labor, even without special skills.

Right now, there are plans to develop a transportation network among the Border Alliance.

Then if you teach them how to make paved roads, they will be no less popular than agricultural engineers.

At the same time, training on how to make paved roads will help us develop our transportation network.

As far as they are concerned, returning to Vladimir Yasoga's territory would go a long way towards helping them recover. That's a good thing.

"If you're building roads, let's mix them up where you're building the transportation network inside the territory right now... Are you sure you want to leave the farming to Ms. Suylene?

"Of course! That's why I've been working so hard! Leave it to me!

Lady Sweet starts to think about which land should be used for agricultural guidance, looking really enjoyable.

"Thinking about turning to refugees' food, is there one way to expand the test field near the territorial capital, the easy land near the fortress where refugees are likely to gather, and then the order of land suitable for agriculture in the territory? and....."

In a twinkle, Miss Sweetie looked at me.

It's hard to say from inside, so I smile and hold my mouth.

"The village of Ajol is a promising candidate among the agricultural lands in the territory. Let's put it on the list."

─ Yeah!

Even if you look away, Ajol Village is not pioneering from scratch, and you can use an abandoned village.

Once we regenerate that village, the former villagers scattered throughout the territory will return.

This means that the village of Ajol is home to many skilled agricultural technicians.

The village of Ajol could be used as a pedagogical place to focus on teaching the refugees the basics.

Creative work is fun just thinking about it.

When it's fun, it feels like it's going to work.

Later on, how to make people have food and other supplies until human resource development yields results.

Since diplomacy is the first issue in this matter, it is a job other than Miss Renge and Miss Swiren.

Mayka has just returned from a reconnaissance mission, so she hasn't moved yet, but how is Miss Alicia, Lord Gentow of King's Landing?

Just then, Miss Alicia's letter opened the door to predict that I would fly to King's Landing in the future.

"Ash, I got a letter from Mr. Quid. Alicia, from Her Royal Highness."

It was Micah who opened the door instead of the letter.

When I thanked her and opened the letter, it said that the boulder was touching with Miss Alicia.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have another great news for you."

Her Royal Highness, the gentle princess, is working on the shrine, which also has a charitable side, to send various support supplies.

This is not a matter for discussion, but for decision.

We don't know how much we can send to the boulder, but we are currently using the temple's organizational power to amass supplies.

A month after the werewolf battle, given the distance between King's City and the border, and given the sluggishness of King's City politics, it can be said to be an astonishing speed.

Then, if the next lord of the Vicomte de Yasoga were officially decided, we could say that we had an approximate path.

If we can negotiate with Vladimir Yasoga, we will be able to repatriate some of the refugees, not only for the relocation, but also for the rehabilitation of villages and cities in the less damaged south.

Unlike the monster raid, we had plans to replace Vicomte Yasoga, so it's time we decided.

I've prepared the roots for this in advance.