Helping with Adventurer Party Management

The demolition of the mansion ended within that day.

After keeping an eye on the members, they decide to monitor them collectively and move small nails, fittings, etc. that they can carry to the warehouse of the deputy mansion.

This is not about believing in the earning peasants, it's about not following unnecessary risks.

For the poor, it is true that even a single rusty gold nail that stood on the pillars would be seen as property, there would be theft in a workplace supervised by a deputy, and if the culprit was unknown, the workers would have to be punished as joint responsibility.

It's a boring steal, and you can't risk reversing a relationship that's improving because of it.

Where did you say the compliance mechanism was to protect employees from the crime of fraud?

I still remember this because the point of view of protecting employees was fresh in the context of compliance education, which mainly saw employees as a risk.

It may be sweet, but I don't want you to sin like that in this world where if you commit a crime, you're cut off your arm.

First, it is you, the deputy, who has police and judicial powers, so if there is criminal activity, you or Kilik will drop the criminal's arm with a sword.

I feel nauseous just thinking about it.

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Beginning the next morning, it will be groundwork.

Since the rooms of the house are cleaned up, civil work such as excavating and peeling the foundation bedrock and filling the gaps with soil will be at the centre.

Following the instructions of Gorgogo, we will also work with the maintenance of the material loading route from the river to the site.

The previously stripped stone material is to be converted to material for shore protection work.

"We all work a lot."

I tell Sarah, as she prepares herself for lunch, that she was interested.

Looking at men digging back into the ground naked in their upper bodies or carrying stones in a few people, I don't see these men as the same people who sat out in the church aisle with dark eyes until a few days ago.

"I guess it's a good idea that wages are paid a day"

Work, earn, be recognized.

This natural process of social participation is turning fast by making it a daily payment.

Even if you don't believe in yourself as a deputy, the beans and wheat in your hands outweigh your suspicions.

Because as a self aware of the lack of charisma, persuasion with things, not words, is the shortest way to go.

"Well, I'll keep that for you"

Sarah nodded in a good mood, going toward the women who had come to help her cook.

What the hell.

"Dear deputy, may I have a word? The kids want to help themselves."

Turning to Paperino's voice, there were about ten children lined up behind him.

I've seen the age, is it like ten on top and six on the bottom?

There are girls as well as boys.

Did we look at our parents and brothers working and wonder if we could do something ourselves?

I'd like to make a job of it.

That said, I can't let my kids help with civil engineering where hard work is the focus, and if you're cooking, the ladies are on time because you just add ingredients and boil them in a large pot.

"I'm sorry," I said, turning it down and realizing.

On second thought, these kids are going to be park users and guests.

There is no way to miss this opportunity to hear it in person.

"Sarah! Can you get me a little snack for the kids? Then give me a little help!

Snacks, dodgy hips down to the ground where the soil swells so that you can match the height of your eyes with the children who make your eyes shine with the word.

Paperino turns his gaze to blame this one, but he speaks regardless.

"Well, there's something I'd like you to let me know until the snack comes. Nice job, huh?

If I heard it in a serious voice, the kids would snort back seriously too, so I asked this one a serious question.

"Well, usually, can you tell me what kind of play you're playing?

What the hell are you asking me that for? and observing the bewildered children is quite interesting.

He said he was nibbling.

"Kenji, you don't have a hobby!

and Sarah gently put her head on.