Kuro no Senki (LN)

February 433 of the Imperial Calendar - Tilia stamped her permit and stacked it on a stamped permit.

There are three types of permits on the desk in the office… an open shop permit, a whorehouse permit, and a slave trading permit.

The expiration date is three months for a whorehouse business permit and a slave trade permit, and twelve months for an outdoor store.

Though scrutiny of the whorehouse and slave trade is rigorous, the dewstores are fairly loose when you can apply in a group or permission is granted to a joke dewstore like a life consultation.

I guess Chrono doesn't think a big problem will happen in the outdoor store.

The thinness of the material about the outdoor stores seems to prove it.

"But it's so blatant."

Tilia grinned bitterly at the material about a whorehouse as thick as a blunt weapon.

It's not just thick, it's very polite work.

It's not just about the whorehouse and the proprietor, it's even about the vendors in and out.

Same goes for slave traders' materials.

It is the clerk who is making this dossier, but I can tell from the item on criminal record that he is working well with the military.

Naturally.

Because the loyalty of clerks and soldiers is directed at the Krono individual.

Build a faction in less than three years.

The Military Directorate takes great care to prevent the formation of factions.

It does not recognise the concurrence of lords and battalion commanders and only pays a minimum amount of military expenditure so that the battalion cannot move arbitrarily.

"Well, it's my fault"

It was Tilia who made Chrono serve both as lord and battalion commander.

Of course, I wasn't thinking of letting you build a faction from the beginning.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting much.

It is true that he suffered a painful defeat in the military school exercises, but there is no reason to imagine a man even said to be a foul spot in the military school building a faction in less than three years and establishing an economy consisting of four territories.

"That's why I have to support him. Chrono's missing somewhere."

For example, the application for permission to open a store in a group.

I highly doubt Chrono allowed this to happen after assuming it did.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't learn to be angry at the way I poked this gap, but I think the idea itself is great.

If you get permission to open an outdoor store, you have to pay a certain amount, and it costs money to build an outdoor store.

Regardless of just selling ingredients, dewstores dealing with baked sausages and other dishes need ideas for layout.

If there is a risk of collapse or fire, worst of all, we will have to rebuild the outhouse.

It's not a lot of money to play in an outdoor store, it's not a lot of money to look at, but it's a shame to throw it away in the dob.

However, if you run an outdoor shop in a group, the per capita burden will have to be as much as scattered in a liquor store.

"... I hope we can maintain the status quo"

I have to say, it's hard.

Right now, the countryside is in the middle of nowhere.

There is no denying the possibility that there will be no more effort to turn to the outdoor store.

It is better decided with more agricultural land, but it is a shame that that chaotic vibrancy is lost.

"Sif, no, why don't you give a voice to the pedestrian union"

Barbarians in the Bethel Mountains...... no, should I say pioneers from the Bethel Mountains...... I wonder if it would be a good idea to sell folk art made by

Not only can the outdoor stores be busy, but we can also expect the effect of softening preconceptions.

"Wood sculpture, weaving cloth with imported wool would be nice"

Pioneering continues in Count Cad territory.

The felled trees cannot be bought or sold on their own, but the wood pieces are free to use.

"... is the cloth tough?"

I'm afraid when I couldn't sell it considering the cost of materials and labor time.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded as Tilia put her arms around her.

"Excuse me, Empress Tilia."

"... um"

Alyssa enters the room shallower than usual.

The shallow grace was due to having a tray with letters on it.

"Did you get a letter from Count Cairon?

"This is from the former Viscount Hamar and Viscount Sheratan, Baron Mesartim, Baron Bosain and Baron Trace. We are currently checking for leaks in signatures, but Viscount Sheratan has received a residence permit"

Well, Tilia sighed deeply.

It was a month ago that I sent a letter to Count Cairon with the thought of a severance to create an epidemic.

Count Cairon would make a fashion...... no, what do you think.

Instead, I feel like I'm going to take the lead on what Tilia doesn't like.

"... on second thought, you didn't have to be Count Cairon"

I feel like I could have asked Viscount Brad Hamal to guard the streets that connect Emperor Teito to Emperor Nouj's direct jurisdiction.

"Empress Tilia?

"Oh, put it on my desk"

"Yes, sir."

Alyssa quietly put the tray on her desk.

Also, I take Baron Mesartim's letter that it would be the same as usual.

Tilia unsealed the letter and opened her eyes.

Continue to look at Baron Bossain, Baron Trace's letter.

I can't help but loosen my mouth.

"Did something good happen as well?

"My efforts have paid off."

Take the letter and stick it out so you can see the text.

Then Alyssa lay her eyes down sorry.

So I realized my failure.

There's no good showing a servant a letter because he was excited.

I think it's a difficult talent.

He has a small number of mouths and is reluctant to do so.

"Oh, I'm sorry. All three seem to have taken an interest in the wool we're importing from the Kingdom of the Holy Argo."

"Congratulations. I'm sure your husband will be delighted."

Alyssa put her hands together and smiled happily.

"Wait, Alyssa. Shouldn't I say that Chrono would be happy too after praising my authentic efforts there?

"Also, sorry!

Alyssa lowered her head in a panic.

"No, I'm sorry about the details."

Tilia took the letter of the former Viscount Hamal and unsealed it.

The work against Baron Mesartim, Baron Bossain and Baron Trace was successful.

I just thought it said that, but I haven't been touched on about it.

I think everyone has a change of heart, but how can the three of them change their minds at the same time?

I next read Viscount Sheratan's letter.

It was noted there that Reed's injuries, his uncle, had healed, that security had been dramatically restored by his negotiating with the military, and that the city was being revitalized by the removal of toll taxes and the introduction of an open-air system.

As I heard in the city, Tilia narrowed her eyes.

Tina seems to think that the introduction of the outdoor shopping system is beginning to revitalize the city, but unfortunately that is due to the power of the pedestrian union.

There is not so much room in Viscount Sheratan territory.

This is the difference between those who have thrown money and time sparingly to develop their territory and those who do not.

"... or shall I tell him to receive technical guidance from the Temple of the Loess? Sometimes you give Reed a thousand teeth to celebrate his recovery."

Chrono sends a thousand teeth to his own countryside and the southern border.

I would have liked the technology to be kept secret if possible, but I also know that's difficult.

Thousands of teeth can be handled without advanced technology, even if some trial and error are required.

Then Chrono would have thought of selling a favor in the form of a technology offering, I'm sure.

I'll write to you before I forget, Tilia opened the drawer.

But there was no paper there.

"You were accidental. Alyssa, I'm sorry, but I need paper..."

When Tilia looked up, Alyssa had a worrying look on her face.

I feel oddly glossy about why.

With that said, I remember hearing about seeing Alyssa in the cafeteria and inn.

Not surprisingly, there are men hiding and dating, even when it comes to the mother of a single child.

"... sir"

The moment Alyssa shrugged, Tilia understood with an electrolithic fire that the person she was hiding from and dating was Chrono.

"... Cohon"

"Sorry!

As Tilia coughed, Alyssa jumped up and bowed her head in momentum.

I can admire your desire to ask how long you've been dating.

"You can call me your wife, okay?

"Why?

Alyssa frowned as if confused.

"It's a matter of decision for me to be Crono's real wife."

"Wouldn't it be good to call you your wife after you were married?

"You don't mind if I call you your wife because you're married and you're in the same relationship, do you?

I was going to have some restraint, but Alyssa deepens the degree of confusion.

You don't seem to understand one thing right now.

No, she's a savvy woman.

You must be pretending you haven't noticed.

"By the way, what could I do for you?

"... I was going to ask you to bring me some paper."

Tilia put her arms together.

"Right. Again, bring me some paper. And the carriage arrangements."

"Which way are you going?

"It's Count Cad's territory. I also ask you to prepare a residence permit. It will be delivered at the end of the inspection."

"Yes, sir."

Alyssa left the room with a compliment.

Entering the dining room, Viscount Eryl Sardomerik was in his seat.

It was potchy at one time, but regained its original flesh by dietary restrictions and moderate exercise.

No, should I say it has become a healthier flesh than before?

After a while, the general and the maid with the eye bands came with a silver tray.

The general told Viscount Sardomerik that the maid with the eyelids stood next to Tilia and began to arrange the dishes on the table.

The menu is bread, white fish soup, white fish muniel and salad.

Viscount Sardomerik carried the bread into his mouth in small pieces.

I chewed it slow. Swallow it and whine like a sigh of breath.

"... delicious"

"If it's not enough, say it properly, will you?

Viscount Sardomerik stared at the general as if he were hacked.

You were happy, your eyes sparkling.

But soon it turns into something dark and sunken.

"I can't do that"

It was like spitting blood.

"When I get fat, I'm going to have to restrict my diet. It's more efficient to put up with it in quantities per serving"

"You should exercise as much as you eat."

"No. I can't stand any more exercise now"

Tiria said, Viscount Sardomerik shook his head small.

It was a quiet voice, but I felt a strong will not to exercise.

"Are you all right?

"I have the will of iron"

Well, Tilia took the spoon and carried the soup to her mouth.

The taste is well stained.

"I've never cared about weight."

……

Viscount Sardomerik stares at a point that is silent.

"Why are you looking at my breasts?

"... Empress Tilia's breasts were not milk wasting. It is packed with energy that could not be consumed by exercise instead of motherhood"

"So, who's wasting milk!

Tilia stood up and shouted in momentum.

"Damn, don't shout out loud. Isn't that what the kid said?"

"So you just had to shout out loud! If I were an adult, I'd be beating you up!

Sit back on the dodgy and chair and resume your meal.

"Did I flavor you wrong?

"As usual."

"... the queen's food is delicious"

Whatever you eat, don't you say it's delicious? and those words are about to come out.

"Then you want me to stop at the top of the Buddha. You look like that, you're gonna lose your temper."

"It's not fun, so there's no choice."

"Fun?

The general opened her eyes unexpectedly.

"That's right. Dinner here is for fun, isn't it?

"Well, I've never had fun eating."

The general lowered her back to the chair.

Tilia cuts Muniel apart.

Viscount Sardomerik has flattened the dish by more than half, to say the least.

"This isn't the first time Master Chrono has vacated the house. Last time... How was your last time?

"... Empress Tilia was musty when Marquis Elakis was away"

"Ha ha, the Empress Tilia has a lovely place too"

The general had a mean grin.

"I'll give you back that word as it is."

"What? What are you saying? I won't miss you without Master Chrono."

"Well, do you miss the general?"

"Hey, what are you talking about! Then don't eat your food if you haven't said something stupid!

The general put her arms around her and turned that way.

Was it a star, bright red to the ear?

Tilia chops the bread in small pieces.

"Surprise... but nothing"

"Oh, the only thing I love is my dead husband!

The general shouted back at Tilia.

Given that I had a relationship with Chrono, it would mean that it would be difficult to continue to have the same emotions in the dead as in my lifetime.

Mouth the soup with that in mind.

"You're tingling for it."

"I'm not going to tingle."

The general said in a stubborn tone.

Well, Tilia hammers small and carries a thousand chopped breads into her mouth.

The general opened her mouth when she swallowed the bread.

"... I'm worried about you"

Again, it was a stubborn tone.

"Master Chrono is impotent. Every time I see you dying, I want you to think about this one a little bit."

"Right."

Tilia mechanically carries the dish to her mouth.

It's like you're eating sand.

Must still be on top of the Buddha.

I guess the general thinks Chrono will die one day.

Maybe he's overlapping his husband, who died of illness.

Chrono stepping from his sick and debilitated husband to himself into a dead place, both of which would be the same in terms of making him feel the smell of death.

Tilia takes it to the cup and leans quietly.

"But Chrono isn't Chrono, he's starting to think about preservation."

"Oh, I know, I know."

The general poked her cheek wand and turned away from Tilia.

Slapping a man in the ass is also a woman's instrumentality, but who would want to send someone they love to a dead place?

I want to stop crying.

Wouldn't the majority of women think so?

"What about you?

"I want to respect Chrono's will. No, it's true that we have to respect it."

Chrono doesn't stop.

I couldn't stop.

If you can't stop what's going on, why don't you just focus on what's right in front of you?

"You fell in love with each other's troublesome opponents."

"... you think I'm gonna snort there?

Tilia turned away and smashed her tongue small.

"... Now, I'm going to make an inspection of Count Cado's territory"

We need an escort.

The question is who to take, Tilia said, turning the corner of the hallway with her arms around.

Then Aridead and Deneb stood with a gnawed face.

"Ugh! Ti, like the Empress Tilia!

"Ho, looks like you have a good day too!

"Nice timing. With both of us......"

"" It's like I refuse!

Aridead and Deneb escaped before telling them what to do.

This is exactly what it would be like to get rid of a rabbit.

If you're going to run, you have to chase me.

That's why Tilia ran out.

Strengthen your physical abilities with Kamikaze "Activity".

The distance gets clogged.

"No, no, no, no, no! I'm coming after you!

"It's like kamikaze and obviously overkill to chase us!

"The lion will do everything in his power to hunt the rabbit!

Reach, but only marginally.

My fingertips just touched my clothes.

"Palms, like I want palms!

"The vessels are small for the king to do everything in his power to hunt the rabbit!

"The small size of that vessel pushed the lion up against the king of the hundred beasts!

Aridead and Deneb looked at Tilia over his shoulder and laughed niggly.

"Why, laugh?

"It's like there's nothing else!

"I don't think you're the king of beasts for taking the throne!

"Tell me that's something else!

Tilia reached out again.

Now it's time to be captured.

The hand stretched out with such certainty cut the sky.

They turned the corner of the hallway.

We lose sight of the target and step on the choreography.

I tried my best to get back on my feet and turn sideways, but there were no two of them there.

What's this all about? and arms and stare into the hallway.

All doors are closed.

I didn't hear the door open or close.

Running through the hallway is impossible without the use of divine authority.

If so, the answer is one.

He's disappearing by sorcery.

"There!

Tilia reached into a space of nothing.

Suddenly, the fingertips to the elbows disappear.

I grabbed something.

At the next moment, the air shook and Aridead and Deneb showed up.

I can't tell which is Aridead and which is Deneb, but I'm eagling one head.

That's all for sure.

"How come our place is here?

"I read the signs."

You cannot mislead the signs with witchcraft.

"Is it Aridead or Deneb I'm grabbing?

"Oh, it's Aridead."

Deneb had abandoned Alidead and was trying to escape.

"I won't let you get away with it!

"Sister, let go!

As Aridead grabbed the root, Deneb slammed his hands and feet.

"We are one heart! It's like sharing misfortune!

"We didn't share!

Deneb's right, we both just got unhappy.

It can also be said that the damage has only increased.

"Do you usually act like an actress? Like heavenly punishment for my sister trying to run out and say that this is who I really am!

"It's not heavenly punishment!

When Tilia let go of her hand, Aridead and Deneb began to argue.

I wish they loved me separately enough to argue, but I don't talk about it.

Fewer competitors are better.

Tilia and the others arrived in Sylvania in the evening… it was an irrefutable time to say the night.

The yang is already twilight and the rest of the photograph dyes the western sky.

Does the delicious smell that drifts from somewhere belong to the sunset?

I regret only a little that we should have acted a little more systematically.

Speaking of part, it would have been the feather of going down the night lane if the streets connecting Hashel and Sylvania had not been paved.

"You've developed a lot."

Tilia got off the front carriage and looked around.

A gardened building just a short walk into the city would be the deputy office.

Sylvania in my memory dates back to when the port was completed.

Back then, there was only about a decent building called the 'Sinner Trade Union'.

That makes it a fine city.

"... the harbor was that way"

I rely on my memory to look towards the harbor, but I can't see it being held back by the building.

The exterior of the building varies.

Some are hand-crafted, while others are thought to have been made by artisans.

The overwhelming number of wooden buildings is probably due to the coma forest nearby.

"... Aridead, Deneb?

It won't come down forever, so I peek into the front carriage.

Then, they sat with their knees in one corner of the front carriage.

"Uh, heh, our vacation."

"Hey, it's like it's gone"

The two of them are whining about something.

"... you guys"

Tilia sighed deeply.

I returned Cecily wondering if it would be too harsh for Layla to accompany the inspection in her absence, but at this rate long after she left the Marquis Mansion.

"What are you unhappy with when you've given him more time off?

"We're super unhappy that we're out of vacation!

"I feel angry that they rejected the transfer holiday!

Tilia asks, the two of them have stuck around with an awesome sword screen.

Returning Cecily is relieving the burden, but these two seem to have only a short-term perspective.

I couldn't help but grab the head of those who were nearby.

"Which one are you?

"Ah, it's Aridead. Princess, please loosen your strength a little because your skull will sound giddy and tickle in front of you. Please."

I felt profoundly satisfied with Aridead's attitude.

And just a few sorrows.

It's too sad that we can't tell each other by words and have to use physical language.

"Go to the deputy office and explain what's going on."

"Okay."

I thought I could blame you for forgetting to contact me beforehand, but I seemed too worried.

Releasing his hand, Aridead headed for the quarters that were co-located in the officiating office as he rolled over.

Aridead knocks on the door.

After a while the door opened and the maid came out.

Age doesn't leave the girl's range.

I didn't describe it as adorable because it was too heartless.

The maid closed the door with a grumpy attitude.

Aridead knocks on the door again.

It's like a child with a house shut down.

After a while the door opens and the maid throws something.

And the door closed at a time when Aridead would catch it or not.

Are you worried, Deneb rides himself out of the front carriage?

"How's it going, princess?

"Um, I just found out I failed"

Aridead is drooling over his head without force.

I watched the whole thing, but I can tell that just looking at this figure didn't explain the situation well.

But for once, you should ask for the results.

"How'd it go?

"also, like they thought I was begging"

Aridead opened his hand with his head hanging.

There was a piece of copper coin there.

"You're an unusable guy."

"I don't know how much that word hurts others! It's like a level where if they throw up words like that after you've been treated like a beggar, you'll think about retirement!

Aridead complained in tears.

"Deneb, go"

"... and I don't feel comfortable"

Deneb went to the deputy office when he got off the carriage with Noronoro.

"The princess doesn't know what it's like to be a loser! Sounds like that's why they started a conspiracy!

"Gu Gu, where it hurts"

Tilia groaned.

There is no untrained throne, but you should have considered your subordinates, and you should have taken an interest in the life of your subjects.

Well, if I imitated it to invade Alcor's territory, it would likely have been in the same situation as it is now.

Listening to him with a proper hammer, Deneb came back.

It was wet as if the water had been hung.

I can tell at a glance that I couldn't explain the situation well.

But you should ask for the results.

"How'd it go?

He said, "Are you here again?"

Right, Tilia nodded.

"" Ji ""

"What are those eyes?

Aridead and Deneb said something. I'm looking at this one with those eyes.

I know how you feel.

I suppose you want Tilia to be in pain, too.

"What if it wasn't the Empress Tilia who was there?

"Exactly. Then go to the deputies there and explain the situation."

Tilia looked back and commanded the Lord of her voice.

She is a woman in plain clothes.

Given the smell of makeup and perfume, I'm not sure I've lived a life as dear as it looks.

"Accepted. We are close to the deputy Kane, so I know it will meet your expectations."

"Princess, you cheat!

"It's like the princess's turn next!

"Not cheating! I just have it!

Tilia shook off Aridead and Deneb, who had stuck around.

A woman in plain clothes leaked a couscous and a sneaky laugh.

"I'm late for my application. I..."

"Like Elaine from" Sinner Trade Union "!

A woman in plain clothes... blocked Elaine's mouth.

"I'm late for my application. My name is Elaine Sinner. In the future."

A woman in plain clothes... Elaine gracefully turned to the deputy office.

It was such a sophisticated operation that it was likely to leak an exclamation.

Elaine knocked on the office door.

This time, it was Kane who opened the door.

Kane rushed right over.

"Are you really a princess?"

"You didn't explain the situation to Elaine."

"Let me explain it to you in the dorm. Sylvania doesn't have many proper lodgings. I'll have you stay in my quarters, but you're gonna be okay, right?

"It's quick and helpful"

Tilia exhaled in relief.

"Ya, stop it! Stop... Mi, Mi-ga-ha!

Tilia jumped up screaming.

I look around in a hurry, but it wasn't Chrono's room at the Marquis Mansion or my own.

It was an office quarters with only the minimum necessary furniture.

"... Yu, a dream. But what a dream."

Throw away small.

How could I have dreamed of being humiliated by such a - chrono?

Anyway, I wanted to dream of loving each other more mildly.

Tilia got out of bed. That's when the knocking on the door sounded.

"Princess! Looks like something happened!

"It's like I heard you sound like a cat with a tantrum!

"Who's the feline cat!

Tilia dashed abruptly, screaming at the same time as she opened the door.

I know you didn't think you'd be mad, but Aridead and Deneb kept their eyes open as surprised.

We're both in uniform.

"You're up early."

"Well, we're soldiers even if we rot."

"Early sleep, early waking up is like the basics in the basics."

The two bragged their chests out.

Well, even these two would be somewhat decent if they spent a long time in the military.

"It was just fine. comb my hair."

"I gave the order to the natural."

"It's like I don't have any doubts about getting others to work"

The two of them complain, but ignore them and turn back their heels.

"The mirror and the mirror are in the bag."

Tilia lowered her hips to the chair.

"You can do enough to comb your hair, right?

"We comb our own hair."

"It's like the following syntax."

When I looked over my shoulder, one of them took a mirror out of his bag.

I think it's Deneb personally......

"It's like I want you to look forward because it's hard to comb"

"Okay."

Which one is it? and Tilia turned to the front with her inner neck tilted.

"Customer - like I've never seen a store like this before?

"You're Alidead."

"Well, it doesn't matter if they see us through."

"Right."

Aridead said in a stubborn tone and began to comb Tilia's hair.

The arrangement is between polite and cluttered, and the point is that I'm used to it.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Don't scream all of a sudden. You'd be surprised."

"That's like a dialogue over here! Heh, any hair texture...... thin but strong, plus sucking texture on your fingers! Excellent!

I feel too surprised, but I don't feel bad about being praised for my mother's conceded blonde hair.

"Seems a little interested"

Deneb reaches out from the side and touches Tilia's hair.

"Ya, sure, what kind of care can I take to such a hair quality..."

"You're no different than Chrono."

I don't take special care of it.

"It's not like Master Chrono at all!

"It's like a different dimension!

"I don't care if they say that."

Tilia put her arms together. I don't really take special care of it.

"After all, it's like a difference in hardship"

"Superb hair quality is like thanks to a stress-free life"

"Don't talk to me like that even if you think about it"

~ Yes, they replied that they couldn't even feel the shard of seriousness.

Rude twins.

Well, you don't have to worry about it.

"By the way, what was the cause of that scream earlier?

"... I dreamed of Chrono"

Tilia answered only a few moments apart.

Whether he answers or not, Aridead will persevere in trying to find out why.

"Well, Krono-sama's... I don't know why I would raise my voice like that if I dreamed of Krono-sama"

"Yeah, well, it sounds like you should give it a little bit of a worrying vibe"

Saying it in a tone as if Aridead were perplexed, Deneb agrees with it.

I looked worried if I had a decent dream, but I can't do it in that dream.

Chrono was a Chrono in his dreams.

"Is the princess like insatiable to leave Master Chrono?

"Dreams are subconscious manifestations, not manifestations."

"So, who's insatiable!

Unexpectedly roughing up my voice.

I miss Chrono, but I just miss him.

Yes, there's no reason to be insatiable.

Not to mention that that dream is my subconscious...... there can't be a desire.

That's the final line of defense.

Never be broken through.

"Kufu, what dreams did the princess have..."

"More than that, don't step in. You're gonna die."

Yes, and Aridead mumbled.

Tilia swallowed the bread shards and wiped her mouth with a table napkin.

Aridead and Deneb have flattened the dish so much that they are sagging their stomachs satisfactorily.

No sign of Kane, Westa, or Rona.

"Princess Tilia, how was it? '' (Pumpkin)

"Yum, that was delicious."

Breakfast was a dish made with fresh fish and seaweed.

I felt that the taste was neither acceptable nor impossible, but Aria seemed naïve, so I would rate it sweet.

It's worth it. I'm shaking my tail with a boom.

I don't know if that's the emotional expression of the Minotaur stream, but it doesn't seem to be depressing.

Aridead and Deneb's ears moved unexpectedly.

"Mm, it's like someone's here!

"The numbers are like two!

"At least if you reach for your weapon, try to stand up"

Tilia slammed into the two not trying to move while leaning against the chair.

"The princess is stronger than us."

"When the princess beats the assassin who killed us, I want to die a dog. I don't like biting dogs."

"... you guys"

Tilia sighed deeply.

"I'm Coming" (Pupa ~)

Aria rushes to the front door.

"You're a worker."

"Compared to that, you guys have a feeling they're going to say,"

"It's a good thing soldiers are free then."

When Tilia looked sideways, the two replied with their hair crooked.

"Master Elaine of the Sinner Trade Union and Master Schiff of the Mercenary Guild are here to greet you. How do you do it? '(puta, puta ~)

Aria came back with butterflies and footsteps.

"... Hmm"

He says hello, etc., but the purpose would be to appeal to those in power who are being cordial with him.

"Let me through."

"Yes, sir." (Pupa ~)

Aria graciously turned her heel back.

I waited awhile and brought back Elaine and the guy with the tattoo on his cheek.

The three stopped a short distance from Tilia.

Elaine was the first to move.

Elaine gracefully thanked him and poked him on one knee.

"In spite of all the sudden visits, I give you the glory of your face and I know with great pleasure"

"Thank you for last night. You don't have to go that far."

"Thank you Happiness"

Elaine drooped her head and Schiff moved.

Be as polite as Elaine and poke one knee.

It's hard to say it's sophisticated, but given its origins, it can be said to be the point.

No, should I praise you for your gaping behavior over courtesy?

"I'll catch your eye first. My name is Schiff and I am the head of the Tribal Union. You've just accepted us, and you've been given a residence permit to thank us."

Hmm, and Tilia puts her thoughts around.

I suppose we went out of our way to name the head of the tribal coalition because we want Krono to guarantee our position even in his absence.

To put it more bluntly, I'm here to take the word for it.

There are more than a thousand people of the Bethel Mountains living in Count Cad territory.

It is natural to want to take the word for it if you are the one who leads them.

It would be the rebellion of the inhabitants and the fear of buying Chrono's unhappiness that came to take the word at this time.

If the newcomers claim their rights, they will suffer.

It's like going to see a lord's deputy from yourself and publicly stating that if you take a word for it, you don't believe in Chrono's words.

"It was the decision of Chrono, my husband, to accept the people of the Bethel Mountains"

"Huh! I'm confused. I'm talking about my husband!

"It's like I see my heart clear about stacking faits accomplis!

Tilia glanced, and Aridead and Deneb turned away deliberately.

"But as long as the people of the Bethel Mountains continue to abide by the law and show loyalty and willingness to reconcile, I will obey my husband's decision"

Thank you and your wife for your generosity.

Hmm, and Tilia swelled her little nose.

If we block the escape route in this way, we must cut the marriage out of Chrono's.

"I just brought my permit at the end of the inspection. Not enough to be appreciated."

"Thank you for your concern."

As Schiff drooped his head quietly, Elaine opened her mouth quietly.

"Empress Tilia, I'm afraid"

"Allow Speech"

If they're going to visit Sylvania, they're going to use us as a guide.

Uh-huh, Tyria roared.

I wanted to sneak up on Sylvania to visit the outhouse, but it's like Elaine and Schiff are hustling and bustling about being important people together.

"Aridead, Deneb, where do you think we should inspect?

"Hmm, blah, Sylvania doesn't seem to have many dewstores that the princess prefers"

"But if you're strong enough to recommend it, like Craftsmanship?

Aridead and Deneb answered with a nasty odor.

"Craftsman Street?

"Deneb, description"

"Hih, it's terrible!

"The top of the note is like that way"

Does this mean there are no islands to hang on to?

It is also an impossible story for Deneb to rush out and try to be loved by Chrono.

"Well, originally, Sylvania was like a city with a harbor."

"Well, yeah."

"At first, a big chamber of commerce built a shop just off the harbor, a little late for a pedestrian union, like a little later for a private house or a small shop. When a lot of money starts to move... well, there's a lot going on, and it's like we've got a craftsmanship at the end"

Did it stink, Deneb broke the explanation?

"Does Elaine have a workshop, too?

"Yes, we have a small weaving workshop. Will you be toured if I may?

"Oh, please"

Tilia nodded to Eagle Deep Fried.

In conclusion, the description of small was humble.

The textile workshop in the southeastern part of the city was the size of four private houses.

There were sixteen machine looms in the workshop.

Is it about two-thirds the size of the covered bed used by Tilia?

The longitudinal thread is split up and down, and it seems to be switching up and down by stepping on the tree underfoot.

It switches the top and bottom of the longitudinal thread, threads it through, and pulls it forward with something like a wooden frame that extends from the top of the loom.

This series of tasks is carried out in triplets.

That's also because they weave a wide cloth, so they have manpower to go through the horizontal thread.

"... brilliant stuff"

Swallow the feeling that you're really making it out of yarn.

It's emotional to see where you actually have a cloth, even if you have the knowledge.

"How are you doing your job?

"We have a three-shift shift and weave cloth in a 24-hour system"

Of course it was Elaine who answered.

"Quality?

"We do business with Baron Mesartim, Baron Bossain and Baron Trace, but we are well received"

Tilia opened her eyes gently.

I didn't expect to get three names out here.

Apparently, the change of heart between the three of them was due to Elaine's ploy.

"Hmm, you're moving a lot, aren't you?

"No, we believe it is only with the dedication of the Empress Tilia"

Right, Tilia nodded.

"I missed the conversation, but I guess you have some time off?

"Absolutely."

Elaine responded instantly.

It wouldn't be a lie.

Craftsmen do their work silently, but not in the wind of exhaustion.

"Why, did you think about building a workshop?

"Our union has a workshop in Viola, a group of free city states, but that doesn't meet the demands of customers looking for cloth"

I see, Tilia nodded.

The return journey between Sylvania and the group of free urban states takes two weeks, even by sea.

This will take your business opportunity away.

However, the workshop in Sylvania would not have been set up only to meet the demands.

"Hmm, I can weave clothes without an order if I'm wearing clothes like you guys."

"Exactly."

If anyone comes to buy cloth, they can sell it, and if they have more stock, they can send it to the group of free city states for clothing.

Either way, Elaine doesn't lose money.

"Aridead, Deneb, have you noticed anything?

"Mm-hmm, nothing. It was in Goldie's workshop, like a loom."

"It's like shifting, improving benefits, even if they say it on Doya's face"

It was a strangely hard assessment.

Apparently, Chrono's tenderness fattened the eyes of both of them and fuelled the useless part.

Tilia eagled both heads.

"Oh, that? Like it's dark in front of you?

"Are you out of your mind, like your skull is stuck?

"If you don't want to be crushed, say what you've noticed"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, we were just a little on track."

"I'll say what I've noticed, so I'm glad you loosened your strength"

When they put their strength into their hands, they surrendered lightly.

I don't think I'm reflecting, but I'm not going to crush it, so let go of my hand.

"So, what do you say?

"Even so, we've only seen Goldie's loom."

"When it comes to what I've noticed, it's like there's no shpa"

"Shupa?"

Tilia inquired without knowing what Shupa was.

"It's like Goldie's loom can just pull a string and thread it through"

"Gui, I want to end up in Shupa. It's super inefficient for the three of us to make a single cloth."

"... you guys"

Tilia was dazzled by the two foolishness additions and subtractions.

The three of us will be able to weave cloth by ourselves until now.

It's an overwhelming invention if you hide it.

Why would I divulge such important information?

"Elaine, Schiff, never leak this story"

"As you wish."

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When Tyria ordered, Elaine and Schiff nodded honestly.

Schiff, anyway, should be the invention Elaine wants so much that she can get her hands out of her throat.

I'm sure you're still figuring out how to get an invention for doing this.

"Ah, ah, both of you, how was that shpa made?

"Mm-hmm. It's like Mr. Chrono's idea."

"I also made Goldie out of Norinoli, but I didn't trade with the Holy Argo Kingdom back then, so it's like he's getting fat in the workshop"

When I left, I would thoroughly fish the workshop, Tilia clenched her fist.

"Elaine, come to the Marquis' mansion because it doesn't matter when you have time."

"Yes, I did. Thank you for your concern."

Elaine drowned her head respectfully.

I'd like to monopolize the invention if possible, but I find it difficult Chrono's personality.

Then it would be better to offer an invention and thank you.

All we have to do is convince Chrono not to offer Shupa and Ya in the dark.

Pioneering Village is next.

Tilia sighed deeply.

"... this is amazing"

Tilia stared at the pioneering village and said such a dialogue.

When I came hunting for the Barbarian Knife Wolf (Banded Wolf), it was a really small settlement, but it's become a little city of scale.

But what surprised Tilia more than that was that the coma forest had receded tremendously and vast fields had spread.

Chrono was worried about depleting his resources when he embarked on paper production.

It's something I laughed about being overly mindful of then, but I have to change my mind that I was optimistic when I saw the change.

Partly speaking, the comatose forest that existed from the Divine Age was lost not by divine authority or disaster, but by pioneering.

Humans...... humans eat up as much resources as they have.

I guess Chrono tried to grow trees because he knew that.

"Mm, what's that?

"That's like a barbarian sword wolf who killed a princess once."

"It's like it's too soon to get bogged down"

"I know that. I'm asking why the barbarian knife wolf's body is in the field."

Tilia mumbled back.

There are barbarian sword wolf bodies all over the field.

It's also as crippling as being sentenced to skewering.

"It's like Sayamako."

It was Schiff who answered the question.

"That's a bad hobby for Sayamako, isn't it?

"Barbarian swords and wolves have intelligence."

"Warning, you mean"

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It doesn't seem to be linked to the idea that even if you are intelligent, you will avenge your fellow citizens.

I guess it's close to animals in that sense.

"Did it work?

"The number of encounters in the pioneering village is now about a tenth"

"So you don't allow predictions, do you?

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Schiff nodded quietly.

"Do you have measures?

"To those in Pioneer Village...... to all residents of Pioneer Village, but we are letting them have a curse. It's simple enough to produce sound and light, but I was wondering if it could be used to threaten."

Hmm, and Tilia put her arms together.

Even though it was done voluntarily, the fact that it put a heavy burden on me can degrade Chrono's ratings.

"This one bothered me without sufficient consideration. Would you like to make up for it?

"No, it's enough that you accepted. We risk our lives to fight for Master Krono, women and children."

After all, Tilia poisoned herself in her heart to say whether she accepted it for it.

"Even if they say they don't need anything. Yes, it's the hard spot for the traders to snort."

Tilia flaunted her shoulders.

"How about a weapon made in the workshop? If you don't want to use it, you can leave it with the deputy."

"Thank you."

"Then let's talk to Kane from me."

I thought they'd turn me down, but it looks like you got a face on this one.

But this doesn't make up for it.

"This is just a suggestion, but there are two vacancies in the maid of the Marquis Mansion. If only you'd recommend me."

"Thank you Happiness"

"By the time Chrono gets back, please"

The maid of the Marquis mansion has some subhuman and some human.

Hiring a tribe long despised as a maid should not only guarantee a position, but should also be an appeal that Chrono recognizes as a territory.

Tilia picked her forehead because of the difference in hardship.