Kuro no Senki (LN)

"... this is the kind of suggestion they made for me."

"Whoa, you're fast."

Chrono heard Kane's report and raised his admiration.

According to Kane's report, a pedestrian and his associates were killed by a barbarian sword wolf (Banded Wolf).

Their deaths must also be important, but we cannot neglect the Barbarian Knife Wolf measures.

Beasts who remember the taste of man must be eliminated.

If that's a beast with a strong obsession with prey, it's even worse.

I want to respond immediately, but the professional hunter is not under Chrono's command.

Sue, if I insist, but I don't think I can handle it alone.

Fortunately, some of Sylvania's leading merchants have proposed measures to combat the Barbarian Sword Wolf through Kane.

The proposal is to increase the number of mercenaries affiliated with the Mercenary Alliance and invite experts.

Says we will reduce the number of caravans until we have increased the number of mercenaries and invited experts to ensure the safety of our residents, and we will bear the cost ourselves.

That's a beautiful suggestion for Mr. Elaine, and Chrono put his arms together.

Elaine would take this opportunity and try to take the lead.

If it's not Mr. Elaine, it's Mr. Nicolas, and I laugh bitterly.

"What do you say?

"I swallow. Even when hunting mountains, I don't know where to start."

Kukuk, and laughed in a voice like Kane pushed him to death.

A normal nobleman would care about Fujiko, but I'm not going to hang Fujiko and his men's lives on the scale.

'But isn't it a problem to accept too many people from the Bethel Mountains? After this, you accept their families, don't you?

"That's a headache, isn't it?"

Once you accept a mercenary's family, your ratio to the residents you are in will be reversed.

The residents who are here now are also all those who have migrated from elsewhere, but still, they will not have good feelings.

"Schiff says he wants to move to rich land and farm,"

"No, you're not going overnight."

Kane said in a frightened tone.

"I'm not surprised you want to settle down?

"Well, yeah."

Kane doesn't seem too surprised.

Chrono wasn't greatly surprised when he was told the story by Schiff either.

Oh, I knew it, as much as I thought.

"So, you accepted, huh? No, you swallowed Elaine and the others' suggestion because that story came through first. '

"That sort of thing. Pretty troubled though."

"That's right, isn't it"

Kane has a light tone.

"Why, did you decide to accept it?

"Trust the Schiff"

"Worst case scenario, you can suppress it by force."

Kane said in a tone he just said he was convinced. It's a dialogue and tone that completely ignores the flow of conversation.

In short, I don't believe in Chrono's words.

It is possible to say if we can suppress the Shifus when they rebel in Count Cad territory.

Of course, I don't think it's going to be easy, but it's Chrono who will eventually win if we bring him into the war of attrition.

It is impossible for mercenaries in the Bethel Mountains to keep fighting without replenishment, even if they are all elite.

"I'm not lying about believing in Schiff."

Leadership in not causing problems for your men in exotic lands, patience in choosing a sure-fire way, even far away, to wait for the occasion to ripen...... there are many other things to learn.

"That's why they did it this time!

"Escorts are indispensable to trade with the Kingdom of Holy Argo. If they bury the outer moat, we can't negotiate strength."

Kane seems to have guessed.

"Well, the cost of pioneering is borne by the tribal federations, and they say they pay taxes properly, so it's good for us, too."

There are some benefits I can't get out of my mouth, but Chrono adds them in my mind.

"And then if Schiff joins the Sylvanian elite, we'll have no complaints."

'That's only a matter of time, isn't it? No matter how many mercenaries risk their lives for the city, it's impossible for them not to have a say.'

Oh, and Kane shrugged small.

'Are you after that, too?

Correct, and Krono slapped his hand.

"I want to make Sylvania a city where anyone can do business freely, but I'm anxious not to know what's going on in the city, and I'm even more anxious not to have room for my own interference."

Chrono leaned against the back of the chair.

'I'm going back to the beginning. You're not going to do anything until there's an increase in mercenaries and experts?

"No way, we've already got a candidate."

Chrono woke up his body.

"Early tomorrow morning, we will send fifty heavily armed infantry, one hundred infantry and fifty archers. Captain Nasr, deputy captain Zag."

Two days till you get here?

I've arranged a carriage. I'll be there in half a day.

"Normally... well, now"

Did you want to say that soldiers march on foot?

At the time of parental recruitment, if you ask me, the soldiers were marching on foot.

Oh, so, Chrono is now convinced.

Two years ago, Chrono was able to easily besiege the bandits led by Kane.

That was because of the preconceived notion that soldiers march on foot.

"... what about marching soldiers in carriages?

'Whatever the size of the battalion, won't you lose your foothold when you form an army?

"Uh-huh, I thought that was a good idea"

Chrono roared.

Soldiers must undergo massive reforms in order to overshadow their common sense of marching on foot.

"I wonder if there's anything you can do about the dedicated equipment of the 13th Kingsguard Knights?

"Isn't it better to send a letter to Empire City than to ask me?

"Okay. I will."

Chrono nodded honestly.

See you later.

"See you tomorrow."

Regular contact ends.

But when I clear my ears, I hear a slight noise.

It's convenient, but there's room for improvement, and Chrono stood up.

Looking out, the yang was already sinking.

"It's late, Chrono"

As Chrono entered the dining room, Tilia said in a grumpy voice.

The meals aren't arranged on the table, so I guess they waited for me.

"Sorry. Long work."

"Well, I can't help it."

If you can't help it, I hope you didn't tell me from the beginning - and Krono got to his seat.

Eryl, who stuck at the table, has turned a resentful gaze, but I dared to ignore it.

Eryl is currently on a diet.

Encouraging moderate exercise with friendly friends.

Even if it's moderate, it's for soldiers and wild children.

Even the word harsh is raw and warm for Eryl, who hasn't exercised.

Why Eryl chose Tsu's path because he refused to restrict his diet?

I didn't hate him, I refused him hard.

Motivation aside, it wouldn't be a dream to change the class from a fixed cannon base to a moving turret if you keep drilling.

Well, either way, I'm not going to be able to expect defense.

"How's Tilia?

"Um, the outdoor and commercial districts were still busy today. If you say so, you've heard rumors that Viscount Sheratan's security is deteriorating."

"No, not that way"

Chrono waved patsy.

"I know. If it's about the meeting, I'll be fine. Next week, the former Viscount Hamal was to come to Hashel"

"That took a long time."

It was in late September, and now it's December, that I talked to Tilia about expanding the market.

It's a calculation that takes more than a month to mount the talks promises.

"I didn't deal only with the former Viscount Hamal."

"What do you mean?

"Chrono, meeting with the former Viscount Hamal is to convince the other lords."

When Chrono listened back, Tilia said as if she was muddled.

"Yes, it is."

"So I sent a letter to the surrounding lords. If the other person is interested, it will be easier to do the work of the former Viscount Hamal"

Whoa, and Chrono raised his voice.

Tilia gave me a good grin.

"You finally understand the importance of rooting."

"Can't you honestly praise me?

Tilia turned her back pussy as if she were obstinate.

"Okay. I'll start over."

Tilia keeps her face turned away, but she's stealing a glimpse of this one.

"Oh, Tilia!

Chrono raised his voice and spread his arms.

"Tilia, two years ago you..."

"What's in between?

Chrono remembered what happened from the day he met Tilia to today.

"... the events I've experienced since I lost my right to inherit the throne have grown Tilia."

"So what in the meantime!

Tilia screamed like she was no longer able to enjoy herself.

"Was I such a bad person?

"Oh, that's not true."

"Don't lie to me!

Tilia stood up and banged the table.

"With that said, you stopped hitting me when I was angry, right?

"Ugh!

Tilia held her chest to say she had been poked in the pain.

"Sometimes there was nothing to precede, although suddenly it was left to the lord. When I revealed that I was from another world, I was about to be killed."

"Don't say bad things to people! That's what I did to you!

"Eh, you said Rio just thought you'd gone crazy, didn't you?

"Well, that's, uh, a disagreement."

Tilia made a painful excuse.

"You're not going to run out of war. Somehow, you get slapped on the desk by a disagreement, and you get a dagger poked."

"I wish they'd stabbed me like that."

That being said, Cecily put the dish on the table without making any noise.

I haven't been made like someone else since I came to the Mansion.

Well, my face was still crooked all over my tongue.

The menu consists of bread and bean soup, white fish eggs and pickled vegetables.

"I'll have it."

Chrono reached for the spoon and stopped moving.

"What's going on?

"When the previous Viscount Hamal arrived, what dishes should I prepare?

Chrono tilted his neck.

It's the sixth year since I've come to this world...... I'm entering my seventh year next February, but I have no idea how to entertain you.

That said, the hospitality in the Baron Crawford family… I can see as much that drinking alcohol and making more noise is not common.

"Um, that's a course dish when it comes to aristocratic hospitality. It is common to serve six dishes, including desserts…"

"But what?

"Wouldn't it be quicker to ask Cecily than we do to haunt our heads?

That was a blind spot, Krono slapped his forehead.

"So, Cecily,"

"If you're asking me to tell you, as much. But shouldn't we eat early?

That said, Cecily looks to the side with a chill.

Then, there stood the general in arms.

Cecily says his father, Viscount Bond Previous Hamal, seems to be a stranger.

I don't like luxury, I don't have the lust for power.

Says temperament is mild as well.

Not if I say it's cowardice.

During the Civil War, he led the cavalry and put up several medals.

When the civil unrest ended and the army was reorganized, he also praised this as a candidate for the Knights of Kingsguard and succeeded the housekeeper.

As a lord, I was wondering if it was mediocre because there were no good rumors or bad rumors left.

Why, if Cecily does not know her father's work, is because Viscount Bond Previous Hamal married a few years after he succeeded the governor and threw the lord's work round his wife.

Rather than that, he decided to leave it to his wife because she wanted to do the lord's job.

So, the former Viscount Bond Hamal, who is free, is raising horses...... he's encouraging breed improvement.

Apparently his raised horses are traded at high prices.

Most importantly, they started trading at high prices because his wife was a good producer.

"... here's what it looks like."

"Thanks. That was helpful."

Chrono said as he sat in his own chair.

Cecily doesn't kneel under Chrono's feet, by the way.

Standing a little further away.

"Didn't you already buy this amount of information?

"Well, quite."

Chrono avoided making a clear statement.

It's not like Tilia didn't do anything until she mounted a meeting with Viscount Bond and former Hamar.

Cecily's person rating for her father matches that of Dr. Weissman.

According to Elaine's information, Viscount Bond Previous Hamal and his wife Sophia were married later than the common aristocrats.

Viscount Bond Previous Hamal said his wife Sophia missed her marriage because of her intense temper, as she was immersed in her lord's work and horse breed improvement.

Chrono laughs bitterly, though I'm sure it's not just because of his temper.

I find myself a bearer of excellent talent just for producing a horse to be traded at a high price.

A wife who is more competent than herself would be harder to deal with if she tried to be a husband.

"Cecily, what do you think of your father?

"... Honestly, I don't like it"

Cecily said as she stroked her hair.

"Why?"

"It's up to you because you don't know what you're thinking. Your father wouldn't say anything about horses if he opened his mouth."

Cecily pointed her lips dissatisfied.

You want me to show affection as a parent while understanding that my father is such a person.

"You've never felt like me?

"I, well, what do you think? Because I haven't really thought about it."

Chrono thought of his real father in the original world and his adoptive father in the southern border.

Sometimes, I remember my grief, but I can't remember how I felt about my family.

The feelings I have for my adoptive father are too complicated to say in a word.

"That's a thin love. Or do all humans from another world?

"Cecily."

Chrono called Cecily in a strong tone.

"Don't worry. You don't have to stop me."

"Why?"

"I don't want people to think I'm crazy."

Chrono asked, Cecily said in a sigh of relief.

"Well, I guess that's usually true"

Chrono sighed.

I know it well when I think about it in someone else's shoes.

Suddenly someone I know comes from different worlds...... if I mention that I have memories of a previous life or that I am an alien, I usually dont pull.

Cecily looks at Chrono with a frightened eye.

"What?"

"No, nothing"

Cecily turned her heel back and headed for the door.

As Chrono fell asleep in bed with a separation between his work, he heard a knock on the door.

Pretty modest beating.

Is this beating Leila? and Chrono woke up his body.

After a while the door opened and Layla came in.

I'm taking off my armor, but I still wear the special equipment I just paid for.

"I think you liked the winter gear."

Yes, and Layla said winter special equipment...... while fixing the position of the yarn muffler.

By the way, there's another winter special gear I paid for.

"But is it good?

"Mm-hmm. Wool's starting to come in."

Layla frowned like trouble and looked down at the yarn sweater.

The mufflers and sweaters are made of wool imported from the Kingdom of the Holy Argo.

Wool produced in the Kingdom of Holy Argo is of good quality and traded at high prices in the Kepheus Empire.

I can't get my hands on a soldier's salary.

There would still be no commander to pay soldiers to wear them themselves.

Most importantly, if purchased on an authentic route.

"Well, sit down"

Yes, Leila nodded and lowered her hips to the edge of the bed.

"So, how was the village?

"Yes, that's..."

Leila answers as she shows a bare gesture of thinking into Chrono's question.

It's best to ask Leila if you want to know about Hashel, and the cavalry if you want to know what's going on in the realm.

Chrono questioned Leila for about an hour and slept in bed with her.