Goblin Kingdom

A bureaucrat who was to be given two names, "Reiki Silence”, visited the Germion Prefecture, the Northern Free City, at the end of three years of the King's calendar, when the winter was also harsh.

As Governor of the Free City, Lily Orlea, nicknamed Scarlet Maiden, wishes Josh Fagarmia, Governor of the West Capital. From the former Saint's girlfriend, a brilliant and capable civilian is a man so desperate that his hand is out of his throat in the war-torn north.

In Arlodena gasping for chronic civilian shortages, renting her out, albeit temporarily, should be a huge loss for Nishidu. Still, Josh turned to her because Josh judged her as meritorious in the retrieval of the Virgin.

By means of covenant, the activities of the four unpublished adventurers will be inscribed on an arm's length roster (Hunter List) managed by the Adventurer Guild through Josh. The hunter list, which was open to troublesome requests in exchange for huge rewards, was kept confidential.

Helen Meer, “Reiki Silence (Milfett)," who plans to inherit the position of Alliance General Manager from Josh, can naturally see the list.

That's why she knew she was going north. Apart from that, her boss Josh advised her that she worked a lot.

There is an urgent need to improve the management of that territory in order to be able to ascertain with its eyes the competent human resources that should become its own pawns in the future, so as to treat the pawns freely.

Such was blown in by Josh, Heren Meer came to the northern periphery, rocked by an ill-tailored carriage. Terrible environment to say roads disappear on a snowstorm day due to tremendous heavy snow. From her origins in the Southern Desert region, it is also the first time she has seen snow.

With only his neck out of the carriage carrier of the front carriage, Helen Meer bites her tongue at the instigation of a swinging carriage, trying to lick the white snow crystals falling from heaven out of her tongue. Exhausted for a while, rolling around in a narrow place, he manages to get back on his feet even though he has tears in his eyes.

(10) When you pick up the embossed flowers of the flow you are replacing, you end up fixing them with tears in your eyes.

I didn't think it was stupid, but she was quietly excited. She was from a minority and had been extremely silent for a long time, and not many people could call her friends. She is the one who, from an early age, had seen the sky, fumbled fantasies, and let the imaginary world play her mind by looking at the flowing clouds.

I was from a minority ethnic group, but therefore I still had few friends from the work of showing my talent in studying and being a bureaucrat. I guess it was just the nature of how hard it was for the inside to show up outside since I was a girl. The fact that a girl who would do anything without expression stopped in Elberta's eyes changed her circumstances and she is in a stream stream like this.

She is the one whose inner cry does not appear outside, so there she only seems to be raising the sky all the time, but in her heart she remains excited with a shouting down.

She was raising the front of the front carriage for a while and looking up at the sky, but returns to me in the voice of the horse.

"I can see it."

In the sight of Helen Meer, who, under the guise of the rear, leaves cursorily in front, sees a settlement that can only be seen buried in the snow.

Are you sure people live here? In the wind, he turned the horse, but the horse only clasped his shoulder.

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"Welcome, you've come"

That's what welcomed her was the right person to say the word beauty in men's clothes. Bring red hair together in one behind you, with a crisp, sharp gaze. In a woman's body, it may be said that she is long, and is it the famous devil's sword that she wants to lay on her hips? At Erlane, he weaves a scarlet dyed coat from above a well-made military uniform like the one worn by the Felby squad.

In the former kingdom of Germion, there is no killer atmosphere characteristic of the samurai, even though they have risen to the top of the martial arts, which say the saint. Ever since I was beside Elberta, watching barbarians like Felby who did it and slaughtered it, I somehow imagined she was someone like that with a samurai, but in a good way she would betray it.

"I say the Governor of the Northern Free City, Lily Orlea. Please leave it with me."

I am a knight.

No, it could be a prince. I didn't think it was real. Ha!

Pomp, Helen, who was staring at Lily, was in love with her for a knight's thank you on one knee. Lily questioned Meer for not speaking after a while, but for the first time by raising her gaze, she was wolfish.

When I busily get the pen and parchment out of my nostalgia, I write my name and introduce myself.

─ ─ It's Helen Meer. I'm asking about your high name. Thank you for welcoming us today.

She must have been quite confused, kneeling on both knees to offer to Lily on her knees and dedicating parchment to the height of Lily's eyes as if the inhabitants were offering their contribution to a bad deputy. But the offered lily also tilted her neck with a decent look because she didn't think she would take such a response.

But the boulder is powerful enough to be the Holy Knight. The circumstance judgment is there, too, and when I smile, I give my hand to Meer, who is likely to be grounded.

"Thank you for your kind greeting. But it will be cold at that aptitude. Please, go inside the hall."

I don't dislike the way you pay for the snow on her lap like it's nothing.

He was a gentleman.

It is real. It is the difference between a goblin and a cloud mud that can only be fought. Not to mention the moonlight, moonlight, moonlight grass and sunshine are fervie-like raw people who are fluttering the rain of blood.

Helen was guided to the hall with her hands taken in dismay, but a well-used conditioner of good taste, whether it was her hobby or not, greets her with warmth. The brightness of the fire lit the fireplace seemed to plush the room.

The windows taken large for lighting overlooked the city buried in snow, and the lights on the windows of the houses were themselves fantastic like candles lit in the snowfields.

This is where my dream country was!

Ideal place I've been thinking about since I was a girl I tend to dream about. Besides, he is a gentleman, with a beautiful prince. Perfect!

Helen Meer was ecstatic inside and desperate to indulge in the urge to run around.

But Hate and her exterior do not reflect the interior as if she had affixed a faceless expression. Lily recommended the chair, distracting herself from how she looked out the window.

"You must have been surprised at nothing.

No, here is a dream, an ideal, and then a prince, and she writes to herself that it is a beautiful place.

Lily, who received it as a compliment, looks sadly at her with a grin similar to a bitter smile.

Beautiful princes tend to lay low and speak of affliction.

This was a bad thing now. It becomes a picture. The content of the story was Helen Meer, who had only heard about half of it, but it was enough there to hear half the story and so on, if you think of that's why you were sent.

an unshakeable economy against a harsh climate.

From Lily, who is witnessing a city called the West Capital that develops with horrific momentum to the south, she would have been reminded of her own incompetence.

As she listened, Helen Meer gradually became sympathetic to Lillie and hostile to Josh.

If you make it Josh, it's a total wet coat. You can call it an unwarranted eight-win.

In her head, Josh was already a demon, and at some point a structure could be made to torment the prince.

"For so long, I'm sorry. As long as I'm ashamed of my stupidity as a lord, there's no one else I can talk to..."

To Lily dropping her shoulders, Heren Meer writes a sarcastic letter when she nods.

─ ─ It's okay. That's why I was sent.

"Thank you. How can I thank Lord Josh for sending you?"

No, you're not! Josh the devil shouldn't have anything to do with it!

Unexpectedly she nearly screamed, rushing to correct her posture as she was about to slip off the couch she was sitting on.

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Look at Helen Meer's struggle!

And even if she intentionally proclaims it in her heart, it is only the middle of the night now.

"It's awkward compared to a meal in the West Capital."

That's what I said. When Lily slaps her hand, the samurai brings a hot meal. Hot enough meals can be arranged in front of her even in the room where the fireplace was set on fire.

From a large pan, it was the yellow soup that was transferred to a small plate and placed in front of Meer. Inside, vegetables and potatoes were simmering well, cut into bits and large pieces.

Receiving a warm spoon made of wood, when she spoke with a huffle of cold, the sweet soup and warmth seemed to spread in her mouth and warm from the core of her body.

"The cold weather in the northern lands is intolerable, even for the inhabitants. I thought it would be particularly cold in the south, so I prepared something that would warm my body."

To Lily's care, Meer even remembers to be touched and sip the soup.

Bread made into a pile with soup colours the table. Just about the size of his fist, bread, but Lily was eating it chopped and soaked in soup. I found Meer aiming to see how it looked. When I try to imitate and eat it, in addition to the cold effect of overheating the soup, the bread, which should have been cold and stiff, sucks the soup to just the easy-to-eat softness.

The combination seemed terribly fresh to Meer, naturally speaking.

Mea's appetite is also stimulated by a dish called Wessen, which is sandwiched with well broiled meat in bread filled with preserved vegetables of freshness. This was a refreshing taste, either because I use soft bread, or because I use herbs and spices easily to chew them off.

"I use locally raised bison (Faro) meat. They say that vegetables last longer when stored in the snow, and you're taking advantage of that."

Meer nods at Lily's words to explain, cheeking Wessen herself. It would even be hard to dig up vegetables in such snow depths. There was the most question as to whether the vegetables would grow under the snow, but she withdrew from it one by one.

It is a sufficient amount for Meer, who is not a very big eater.

The meal here will be very much in her taste compared to the dishes in the West Capital, where it is just to be able to eat a lot for now, and the dishes in the Kingdom of Erlane that go by with it if only sheep, cows and pork meat are served.

Green grass tea put in after the meal also seemed to warm the body up a lot.

"You seem satisfied."

Meer stopped to snort as she blushed her cheeks, eating too much.

Sipping green grass tea, she writes letters on parchment to cut out the real deal.

─ ─ There are two specific proposals to boost the economy. Simply how to get assistance from Nishidu...... but I don't really recommend this.

Lily nods, too, at the parchment words offered.

West Capital, which is already a major economic area, is becoming capable of permanent markets, public baths and other facilities for people to drop their money, as well as structures. If Nishidu is securing a constant income, there's no way it's going to be as much assistance in the north.

But the problem is that we can't rely on external funding to boost the economy.

That is not a constant means. There was a need for a way to keep earnings foreseeable.

─ ─ So I suggest a second way. Tourism and trade.

It is a different story in the former Shnu region, which borders on a small group of states, but security is rapidly improving in the country, which is becoming more and more active with it.

Merchants who used to come only once a month are starting to come at a rate of once every ten days. That has nothing to do with Lumpur in Nishidu either.

─ ─ If you go to the West Capital, you will not starve to death.

So much so that rumors rushed around that Nishidu was in the process of growing up at the hands of Governor Josh. We will expand and develop roads and connect with yet other cities. As a good economic promotion measure, also said to be led by the Kingdom of Arrodena, the development of the road network was a project that was funded by many people.

The Adventurer Guild constantly recruits people and brings together accommodation, food and merchants who deal with them for it. Pedestrians, traders, slave traders Countless merchants supply them with goods, and pass on and replenish and also supply well-maintained roads.

Nishidu exists at the heart of this great circulation.

Naturally, if you circulate a lot of gold, something with a lot of gold is born.

They sell luxury items to people who are said to be part of the money. If I can afford it again financially, I would also like to try traveling to some other land. It's a sight I don't normally see, a meal I can't eat, something I want to talk to someone I can't get in touch with.

Follow there and call people to the snowy north.

Seemed mediocre, Meer was definitely finding advantages in the Northern Free City.

Walking to the window, I lift every pot of flowers that had been decorated in silence and bring them to Lily's front. Meer smiled attractively and offered the prince a potted flower in front of her.

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In future generations, it is said that it was about the winter of the third calendar year of the Wang Dynasty that the Orlean store, to be said to be the original ancestor of the travel agency, opened. Tourism to the Northern Autonomous City, which is said to have been particularly popular with wealthy and young girls, was a lavish thing to say that the Governor General, Lily Orlea, would escort us directly, unless it was a busy season.

The amount paid for it also went up to a considerable amount, but he succeeds in obtaining many customers.

A warm meal is served that tends to be forgotten in the hustle and bustle of the city, and during the season when it is buried in snow, Lily, a local hero and famous swordsman, brings it to life, listening quietly to the sound of snow. It was extremely popular with the young children who admired her, the rich driven by honor, and the ladies who wanted to be bewitched by the young knights.

It was a plan that was to be cut off by her intentions in about four years, but by then tourism to the north had become a kind of epidemic among the upper classes.

In the north, tourists enjoying cool weather came to visit in the summer, and in the winter the northern economy began to see snow not seen in the south, which was set to develop smoothly without much decline during Lily's reign.

On the other hand, the work in the north of the bureaucracy, nicknamed "Reiki Silence”, is not well known.

Seeing the success of his own planned project, he silently decided to leave the North and return to the West Capital. Alternatively, it is unclear whether he or she closed his or her mouth in the very good shape of the plan, because there is no word left of him or her.

However, my friendship with Lily Orlea will continue.

The relationship, which was one of seasonal flower giving, was to last for many years. When Meer became confrontational with her political enemies in later years, Lily Orlea said she hastened to her with her demon sword and rewarded her for years of friendship.

Do you know what Flow says?

“Friendship.”