Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Finish the whole story and leave the church.

I also feel that softness has been added to the gaze that is directed from the surroundings more than when the mind only comes.

"Kenji's kindness is conveyed, so you'll be fine."

"... I'm not judging you by kindness. Given the efficiency of territorial management, we cannot let this many people play, and illness can occur if we are not careful about hygiene. Copper coins and soap are all you need now."

"Right. Then why did you tell the kids and the women about their work?

"That was strange for me too. The deputy thought it was all about telling those three to decide on a representative. Once the delegates have decided, they will be able to assign the rest of the work."

If we take into account the current situation, where Sarah and Paperino are, as they wondered, short of hands in the governance of the territory, it would be the easiest way to decide and leave the delegates to us.

"Now, I still can't trust them that far"

From the fact that we have sent out three delegates, I guess the outline of the earning peasants is quite complicated.

It would not be coherent to force one representative to decide in such a state, and it is not hard to imagine that, let alone entrust him with the distribution of remuneration and food, it would cause a great deal of trouble.

It is not poverty but inequality that angers the human population.

I don't trust them to have as much leadership or fairness as I can allocate them equally.

"So to the woman and the child, you did it directly to me."

"That's right. Pass the food directly and you can eat it before it's taken with the men in the worst case scenario"

There are also expectations that if given to a woman, she will be more likely to reach her children as well.

I want to distribute as much as possible the current situation, the recipients of rewards, where we cannot have enough rewards at once to reach everyone.

"Well, I can't say there isn't."

Says Kilik, who is best immune to violence shakedown.

"We never starved because the Admiral was excellent, but when the food went down in other mercenary regiments, we got beaten up over small pieces of bread. 'Cause you're a peasant, you don't. No guarantee."

"... our village, something that didn't happen. We all put up with it."

Sarah's words sound like she spoke to someone who wasn't here.

"Well, your village is all familiar and relatives. But not the people who were in that church. It's someone else. Whether other people's families cry or cry, if it's for their own daughters and children, it's worth the man's while to beat them up and take away their food. Wouldn't you?

Sarah seemed to have no words to give back to Kilik, who assures her as she wields her big fist.

Just as Sarah makes up for the silence she has shut up, she exhales words that Paperino can take as small and sigh and stupidity.

"Still, the problem is something that doesn't go away."

"What do you mean?

"I work under the deputy and I think I have learned a lot. More than any of my colleagues working in the center of the Church, I felt I could gain considerable experience, especially with the so-called discipline of practice."

"I guess that is. How come it's in the past?

There is no doubt that Paperino, as a young clergyman, made a significant contribution to the territorial development plan, using his ability to be particularly strong in numbers. That would be a good place to be confident.

"The deputy said at the outset that he had come to enrich this territory."

"Oh. I did say"

"Build a compact for it and start a flour mill. Introduce many waterwheels. Gather experts to come up with each other's wisdom and portray the rich territory. We worked hard to plan for that."

"Oh. Exactly. We've all worked hard together."

"I had the feeling of waking up to the method of management that used that plate chip. I was wondering if it would be an edge to organize and guide this complex world, as it was the first time we unraveled the Book of God."

"Right. Well, if you can get me in there, thank you."

Did Paperino feel it in the project management method, as Priest Nicolo felt divine in the graph?

It seems to me that the race of priests who love numbers sees interest in faith and technology as close.

Although it may be possible to say that it is an organization called the Church that brings together people with such intellectually naïve points.

"But when I came to this territory, the situation was very different from what I had heard. There is no furniture or cereal in the Lords' Hall, the inhabitants do not come near in fear of deputies, and the peasants like the displaced are defiling the Church. Those in the church who should take over will be gone in a day. To be honest, it was a thought that kept me going."

"Oh. That first day's meal was disgusting."

Sitting directly on the floor of the mansion under the flirty, weak lights of the lantern and sipping the wheat porridge was a doomed experience.

Sometimes I was getting used to some luxury in the city, and I missed not being able to eat with a large number of craftsmen and children.

"But I actually walked through the farmland and found out how to use something called a scatter chart to get an idea of the situation on the farmland, and again I felt like I had been given a revelation. I wondered if we could make this chaotic countryside an order again."

"Right. But have expectations been betrayed again?

"No. The issue was also indicated by the deputy as a policy of resolution. That's how you come to church and meet the earning peasants, and you'll find the problem again. I was a little dazzled to see why the problem would never be solved."

I have a pile of problems. Organize and solve. Then, among the organized problems, we find the problem again. Solve it. I can find another problem.

Did you feel incarcerated as if you would engage in a stone pile that would never be completed, like you were addressing a computational problem that could never be solved, for such a loop to continue?

"I see."

Paperino's tiredness is understandable. Sometimes, it's a hallucination peculiar to overly visible humans.

The problems of human society will never be solved. and so on and the sense of disgust of the late who felt like he was aware of the truth, it would be the one.

"Paperino, that's an illusion. It's just my fault."

As he stretched his right arm and slapped his nagging shoulder, the young priest looked up suspiciously.