Helping with Adventurer Party Management

When I handed out the beans, I could afford a lot of territorial management work.

Basically, we don't do anything from here, we can call it a state of waiting for the peasants to react.

"Kenji, aren't you a little free?

"No, nothing."

On the work desk, there is a pile of paperwork waiting to be settled, and Paperino is moving his pen crunchy to write a report for the church.

"But you look free."

A free face, what is it?

Raising the gaze she had dropped in writing on Sarah's point, the red-haired daughter had her hands and jaw on the edge of the desk, bluffing the chair back and forth.

"I told you before, didn't I? It's time to wait."

As she put the pen down and spoke, Sarah let her mouth hang without gazing at this one.

"I know. You wait for the villagers to say something, right?

"That's right. You know what I mean."

The villagers handed out beans for cultivation must be busy by now holding family meetings or gathering with neighboring farmers to chew on new information about cultivation methods and new deputies, that is, rumors about us.

"I understand Sarah's dissatisfaction. I feel restless if I don't do something, too."

Paperino also agrees with Sarah by stopping the pen she was letting slip into the report.

"That's a place of patience. If you want us to keep listening, you need to narrow down what they can understand, when they can understand, and send them as many messages as they can understand."

What clever people like Paperino tend to fall for is to think of the popular comprehension by reference to themselves.

Reforms spearheaded by smart humans are difficult to understand, and moreover, they tend to lack the effort to convey that elusiveness.

As a result, smart human-led reform is prone to whistling but not dancing, and to the words of.

"That's it, with the monster crusade. It's like putting up a trap and waiting. Wait until the prey comes in just the right position. Isn't that what this is about?

Kilik's analogy is hard to understand, but if you understand the need to wait for a time, that's fine.

"So, you want to help us over here?

"That's what you collected the day you handed out the beans, right? So what are you doing?

"Right. Now I'm checking with the contents of the birth register I brought from the church."

"You mean there's a mistake in the content?

"Wrong... right. There is a difference. For example."

So separate words and indicate one place on the roster.

"This farmer is supposed to have six people on his birth register, but when he came to register the beans, there were seven."

"You mean there's one more?

"No. One grandfather is dead and two more children. That means there's one more in the subtraction."

"Is that because of the previous lord?

"That's right. I guess he didn't like to report on funerals and births because it's something to hang unscrupulous taxes on. It is also convincing that the villagers will not lean on the church today if they think that information will go from the dead or the funeral tax, from the birth or the head tax. The priest took turns, and now you're right."

"It's lamentable. But funeral taxes are a right of deputies anyway, so it must have been hard for the then priest to disagree. It will be necessary to share information from the Birth Register with deputies as a rule."

"Sort of. But that's why I struggle. Now we need to update the roster to the correct information anyway."

Collecting data just doesn't help.

After this process of authentic normalization, it will be possible to process it into information that can be utilized for the first time.

During the years the previous Lords served as deputies, this type of deterioration of governance has accumulated like starch everywhere.

We will use our current time to develop and maintain governance mechanisms.

It may seem like authentic action but fails when implementing policies to a large extent if the detail mechanisms are not alive.

"And all I care about is names that don't appear on the roster."

"You mean the earner?

"It's not. It's on the birth register, but you didn't come to get the beans. If you're rich enough and don't feel the need for beans, that's fine. Or even if I ran off to another village, I'd have to stop. Problem is, if it wasn't either."

The names of several families written on the birth roster.

Letters seeping through the parchment seemed to convey something.