Industrial revolution starting with the undead

For one thing, that day, I decided to ask Annelotte to go home.

Honestly, the fact is that all kinds of information are complicated and confusing. My brain is experiencing overcapacity at a time when the princess of my neighbor is coming to my house in the first place. Besides, the truth is that you have trouble coming to a country by territory or suddenly being asked to conclude today.

That's what I do in the first place when I get all sorts of things ready under the water. Today I suddenly answered, "Well, your country suddenly suddenly", and it's not easy to move on to national politics.

"Well, that was a good meeting. Fleetberg Uncle"

"... yeah, thanks for that"

"Oh. What are you dissatisfied with when such a beautiful girl said she was talking to you in front of you?

"... no, I'm not dissatisfied with anything and you're a beautiful girl"

"Thank you for being so natural."

To my answer, ugh, and a beautiful girl with a grin - Annelotte.

How can I grow up to be such a confident person? I've never seen a woman call herself a pretty girl before.

If I grow up a little longer, will I call myself 'Beauty'? With that, I guess if I grew up a little bit more, I'd call myself "Beautiful Witch". I don't care.

"I'm sorry you didn't get a good reply this time. But I'll come back later. At that time, we hope to hear from you in good colour."

"... well, touch me then"

Mostly, for the stability of my mind.

I'm sorry for the sudden surprise of having a princess.

"I understand. Bye."

"Yes."

Princess - Annelotte embarks on a carriage with no sign in particular. And the middle-aged man, who would be a butler, also boarded the carriage, and the two soldiers of the escort, respectively, rode to the back of the throne and the other horse.

I'm glad it wasn't a carriage that badly marked the Heilhorn Union or the Kingdom of Micheli. I'm still here with patience over there, and I guess that's what he cares about.

Drop off such a carriage until you can't see it from the mansion.

Then I sighed heavily.

"What's up, Jin"

"... nothing like this, Master"

"Ma, I've only heard it from the middle of nowhere. Do you want me to tell you what he told me?"

"... Yep"

Take Eleonora and head back to the mansion.

Inside that mansion, maid Ianna. And there were two Chris who told him to hide.

Is it my fault that Chris' faceless expression is somewhat annoying?

"Chris."

"Welcome back, mister."

"Oh. I'm gonna go to the living room for a second"

"Yes."

"Well, let me make you some tea."

That's what Ianna says, she leaves for the kitchen.

And I went to the living room with Chris and Eleonora. As always, Chris' Uncle Oodle 'is good, making it a living room as if it were new. I mean, it's practically brand new because of the condition I'm putting it back in with time retroactive magic.

Apparently, Ianna's job itself is very easy because Chris is doing me a 'Oodle' to bring everything back to new and a 'Flattery' to bring everything back to new.

On the new couch, Eleonora sat down first.

"I know, mostly... what did Anne Lotte tell you?

"... it was a compliment."

"Ho."

"The Heilhorn Union values me highly… on several occasions, I've been told that. The idea of turning undead into a workforce, and being able to create as much workforce as you want… you have a legitimate appreciation for it,"

"Well, you're right. I honestly don't think the Empire has given you any good credit."

……

Did Eleonora think so too?

From me, the Empire is also my birthplace, and I'm just a borderline lord. All I thought about was me, from the center of the empire, I don't care.

But it is true that the empire did not move at all, even with regard to its obsession with 'ecclesiastics'. Thinking about it, I think my ratings are terribly low.

"Um, what else?

"Right. When I suddenly said I was a beautiful girl, I thought you were a headache."

"I see... well, that's like that girl's virginity"

"Really?

What is the sacrificial art of claiming to be a beautiful girl about yourself?

Honestly, the first time I heard about it, I just thought she was a completely retarded girl.

"I taught you."

"... your teacher caused it"

"Oh. Because that girl is a beautiful girl. Beautiful girls deserve more than this. The most valuable being in the world is a beautiful girl."

"Yes. Okay. Enough."

Return that to Eleonora's words.

In the meantime, it turns out that all of Annelotte's headache remarks were caused by Eleonora. Root of all evil, here it is.

"Well, the Heilhorn Union invited you, didn't it? What about your treatment?

"Yep... if you're coming to the Heilhorn Union by territory, the territory is three times what it is today. First of all, he promised me the status of Borderline Uncle."

"That's reasonable. From the treatment, it is equal to the Marquis. That's a good story."

"On top of that, in the future, I promise the Duke..."

"Ho."

But here I have my doubts.

Anne Lotte is the princess of the Kingdom of Micheli. And the Kingdom of Micheli is only one of the countries of the Heilhorn Union.

Can the princess be so free about the title?

"I see."

"Does your master know what it is?

"Didn't you say the Duke of Halduk?

……

Uh.

Sure, I think he said that. Although I remember.

Too many things already, my brain capacity is going to flat.

"Sure, yeah. I think it was."

"Right. So, what was the name of that pretty girl who solicited you?

…… Anne Lotte, is it?

"Full name."

Full name.

Annelotte Micheli...... uh, what is it?

You don't like remembering people's names or anything.

Eleonora put her arms in a sigh against me like that.

"I'll tell you. Her full name is Annelotte Micheli-Hardouk."

"... Halduk?

"Oh. With a vast territory on the eastern side of the Heilhorn Union, Duke of Halduk. Anne Lotte is it now."

……

I see, that child himself is the Duke.

And what you're promising me is its Duke of Harduk.

No way.

"Damn... good for you, Jin"

"... Huh?

No matter how many princesses, I don't have the authority to throw the throne over.

But if you are the Duke.

Seeing Eleonora grin, that turned into certainty.

"You were chosen by Anne Lotte's husband."

……

No, no, no.

I'm not ready for that mind yet!?