Kuro no Senki (LN)

May 433 of the Imperial Calendar - Betil was drifting consciousness into the world of fantasy.

It governs a small territory in that world.

The territory is situated on a periphery far from the Empire.

It is a land with little room to develop instead of having no strategic value.

I can't impose heavy taxes because it's such a land.

We must be distressed so that the inhabitants do not separate families or sell themselves.

Of course, I can't afford the luxury.

Betil is considered worthless by other nobles, but his wife happily repairs her depressed husband's clothes.

There are no children.

He strokes the cat on his lap and treats the inhabitants gently, wanting a quick succession.

I am often ambitious even though it is a small but perfect world.

Ambition to manipulate the Empire as you wish.

Each time I reconsider.

In the gentle sun of spring, see the inhabitants playing in the creek in the summer, blown by the lonely winds of autumn, and see the snow scenery in winter.

I cannot trade this gentle world for ambition.

That's what makes me smile.

"... Ugh... be... minister... Chancellor Betil"

I was drawn back from a world of sweet dreams to a world of salty reality by the word Prime Minister.

This isn't a territory wrapped in kindness, it's a meeting room at Alfilc Castle.

In the conference room is the appearance of Emperor Alfort and Baron Bowties, who assumed the post of Treasurer, and Count Burkmeyer, who assumed the post of Director of Scriptures.

They didn't dive into the heart of the Empire because they were evaluated for their track record.

Well, unless you're evaluating performance as merit.

In less than two weeks Alfort banished a large number of officials and placed his breathtaking nobility in vacant positions.

Among them are the corrupt officials that Krono expelled in order to restore security.

The imperial administration has become a nest of corrupt officials and their reserves.

It's spiralling hard now, but it'll go broke sooner or later.

I don't know if there will be a massive uprising or civil unrest, but I'm sure it's not a pleasant future.

"Chancellor Betil, the prime minister is in trouble for such a thing"

"Ha, sorry"

I apologized under the guise of calm, but my heart was disturbed by thousands.

It just seemed like a nightmare with poor flying quality, such as being left to the prime minister.

I know I'm not as competent.

The Commander of the Kingsguard Knights is an exquisite man.

If you did, you wouldn't be in the middle of nowhere.

I can take such a man to the position of Chancellor.

Even the director of Miyauchi is made to assume concurrent duties even though that makes me want to doubt my sanity.

It is no longer insane.

It must be much easier to understand how insects feel than to understand how Alford feels.

"Your Majesty, the Chancellor will continue to be tired of unfamiliar work. Isn't it the duty of the emperor to treat his men with a merciful heart?"

It was Count Ralph Libra, who became the chief and chief military officer of the Kingsguard Knights, who gave me the help ship.

He said in a graceful tone, grinning his beard, which he had accumulated plenty.

To be honest, it's frigid.

I also wonder if you have political thoughts about giving me a help ship.

"Ugh, um, so is that. Chancellor Betil, be careful from now on."

"Ha, thank you for your willingness"

Um, and Emperor Alfort nodded as he let his nose snap with skill.

I blamed Betil, and I forgive her, probably because I want the Emperor wind to blow.

I feel like I've been able to understand Emperor Alford's vessels in the last two years or so.

In short, he has a strong desire for self-expression and approval.

I guess the original is not retarded.

I can tell you're getting a lot of education from standing and behaving.

But he makes the wrong choice.

You're too conscious to do good things, to do great things, and all you can see is your fine prefecture.

"Now let's say we start a meeting. The security of the Imperial capital, which was on the mend of improvement, is once again disturbed. We legalize the casino to restore security and spend its proceeds on cookouts and the budget of the Poverty Salvation Home, but it doesn't seem to work"

"I know you're right. If it doesn't work, I'm foolish to think we should put in place another measure."

"Shouldn't we, then, allocate that budget to the local nobles damaged by the civil unrest ahead, or turn it to the budgets of the various bureaux?"

Baron Bowties follows Emperor Alfort, followed further by Count Burkmeyer.

Betil was dazzled by the sight.

Security has deteriorated because there are no more decent officials.

As long as you pay for it, the sentencing will be as you wish, and who will abide by the law in such circumstances?

What's more, the tone of the two seemed clear to me that they wanted to incorporate the casino into their jurisdiction and smoke sweet juice.

"... in fear"

"Allow to speak"

When Betil asked permission to speak, Emperor Alfort nodded to Eagle Deep.

"One thing about the casino is that I ordered the Marquis Elakis to do it. It's true that security is disturbing, but we shouldn't imitate that we can pull the hand we reached out to our subjects once."

"The Chancellor doesn't want you to talk to the cause you led?

Count Burkmeyer has asked in a provocative tone.

"You're right, if you ask me."

"Behold! What outrage!

"It's in front of His Majesty!

When Betil affirmed, Count Burkmeyer and Baron Bowties cried bright red in their faces.

"I pledge allegiance to His Majesty Alfort over the fold over which His Majesty Ramal V was defeated, and now I am entrusted to the position of Prime Minister. My word is to think of the Empire, and hence His Majesty. Sometimes if you're loyal, you have to say something."

"That's what I took it for."

After all, Emperor Alfort nodded to Eagle Deep.

I get anxious to know if you really do, but you should stay loyal here.

"I leave it up to Chancellor Betil when it comes to the casino. But without fruit…"

"Please wait, Your Majesty"

Count Ralph Libra blocks Emperor Alfort from speaking.

It is an otherwise unacceptable act, but there is no reprimand.

"Count Libra, anything?

"There is no law that the status quo should not be parallel to the measures taken."

"What measures are you thinking of?

Right, and Count Ralph Libra gripped his mustache.

"Why don't we get a place to work for our subjects, for example?

"Oh, then there's the perfect place for my territory!

Baron Bowties met Pong's hand.

What is the best place is his territory...... it must be a marble mining site.

The story of him selling a clan of stone cutters who were in his territory is famous.

"Then why don't you let me work in Kinza?

Kinza is one of the most important mines in the empire.

"Um, good idea. Okay, that's how it's done."

"Your Majesty, it is a decision on which the lives of our subjects were at stake. We ask that you be taken seriously."

"... um, I know"

When Betil advanced, he felt criticized, and Emperor Alfort only gave a muddled look for a moment.

You don't understand, Betil bit her lips off.

Mining is harsh enough to be a punishment.

If you do poorly, people die only for what you send them in.

That's not all.

If we proceed without packing the terms, what awaits us is the slave trade, which is nationally led.

Betil wanted to let the fantasy world drift, but it doesn't seem to be possible.

"Can't Tilia be ready yet?

I know how you feel, but Chrono poked his cheek wand in support of his thigh.

Today, in the presence of Bond and Tina, we are to exchange contracts with Barons Saltim, Bossain and Trace on the abolition of customs duties.

The territory of Chrono is bordered by three territories, so the presence of Bond and Tina would not be necessary.

Nevertheless, it was to plant a sense of fellowship by meeting together that I asked the two of them to be present.

Ultimately, we want to unify the commercial system entirely, but that is still a long way off.

First of all, I need you to realize that my nostalgia will be moistened if things and gold flow without precipitation even if I abolish tariffs.

Then you'll be listening to Chrono, and the other lords will be interested.

"And it's too late. Even though I have to meet with Mr. Theon and Baroness Nam Corne today."

Chrono sighed small.

Regardless of Theon, Nam is the problem.

That's also because she wasn't the Knights of Kingsguard, she named herself a representative of a commercial union.

I have a bad feeling.

Honestly, I don't want to see you, but it's polite to pay up front, and I don't want to avenge the favor you gave me for saving my life in Imperial City.

"... it's too late"

Is there anything I can do to ruin my spare time? and gaze, but there is no such thing in a room where no one uses it.

"You made me wait!

Chrono looked towards the door and Tilia stood.

I'm wearing a dress, not my usual military uniform.

This black sleeveless dress accentuates the whiteness of your skin.

The skirt covering the foot is made of multiple layers of lace.

Very polite construction, but that doesn't wipe the impression that it's plain.

It was the embroidery that was making up for it.

Because the dress is based on black, or it was embroidered with silver thread.

It's inspired by Hua. It just makes the brilliant Tilia limb look even more attractive.

Perhaps the body line… is embroidered after calculating all the irregularities in the body.

If so, how much effort are you spending?

All I can tell by my amateur Chrono is the unimaginable effort.

It's not just the outfit that's unusual.

And the haircut.

I usually make it a ponytail, but I tie it up politely today.

"Are you wearing makeup?

"Sometimes."

Tilia replied with the smell of light.

Unflashy makeup, but feels glossy.

Frankly, it's feminine.

Sometimes I think this is a good idea.

"What do you say?

As Chrono walked over, Tilia asked shyly.

"You're in a great mood."

……

Tilia was silent.

I look at Chrono with the kind of eyes even bugs see.

"For a moment, I thought I'd hit you, didn't I?

"Should I have flattered you?

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When Chrono inquired, Tilia moaned.

"All right, praise me."

"... you don't have to worry so much"

Uh-huh, and Chrono roared.

"You don't have to worry so much, do you?

"You look great in that dress."

"Worrier!

Tilia flipped the foreword lightly.

"You look fresh in Tilia's dress."

"Fresh is a compliment!

"Because I've been feeling mannelli lately"

"Really?

Tilia gave a surprise look.

"I'm satisfied with the status quo, but I wonder if you want a new stimulus"

"That's not Mannelli, is it?"

"You've been restraining yourself lately, but now that you think about it, you didn't even hate old Nori."

"Do you really love me?

"I love you as much as I do."

"Where do you love me?

"All of it?

"... all of it"

Tilia said happily.

In military school...... before I started talking, I thought I was a perfect superman with both martial arts and talent.

When I talked to him, I found out it wasn't.

The longer we spent together, the more pompous I noticed.

But I don't feel bad if you think you're trusting yourself to expose yourself as it is.

I even think it's sweet.

"Right, all of it"

Again, Tilia looks happy.

"Empress Tilia, I'm afraid"

A sitter appeared from behind the door.

The sitter has a silver tray.

On top of that is the contract.

Parchment, not paper, the text is an autograph of Tilia.

A boulder should be called royalty, or a streamlined brush that Chrono can't imitate even when he stands upside down.

"Okay. Chrono, let's go."

"Yes, sir."

"Reply at once"

That's what I say, I turn my heel back.

Chrono is led by Tilia to the conference room.

A soldier of the Beast man stands in front of the door of the conference room.

The two soldiers opened the door when they saluted.

Five long desks and a stage were arranged in the conference room for the two of them to draw hexagons.

Viscount Bond Former Hamal, Viscount Tina Sheratan, Baron Mesartim, Baron Bossain and Baron Trace did not imitate the way they would walk, and were in their seats.

When Tilia entered the conference room, she heard a ho.

I don't know who leaked it, but the stew seems to be doing well.

Tilia stands on the stage, Chrono and Sitter stand behind it.

This is an appeal that the actors in the contract on the abolition of customs duties are Tilia.

That is also because Barons Mesartim, Bossain and Trace assume that the territory of Chrono has developed thanks to Tilia.

In signing the contract, we are sending a sitter to explain the contents and confirm the situation, so it is highly reliable information.

I think that's how anxious you are when it comes to anxiety where the conversation went too fast.

Tons of applause correctly, the story proceeded as if the stalemate so far was a lie.

"Good luck to you all"

I thought it would be good to say that, but there is no change in the expression of the five of us.

Seems more tolerated as a matter of course than to say you don't care.

"More than two years after I left the capital...... I have challenged numerous reforms. Especially when it comes to building an economic alliance."

Whoa, and voices leak out of the mouths of Baron Mesartim, Baron Bossain and Baron Trace.

Apparently, you believe Tilia's story.

I feel something that doesn't make sense, but if it's going to work, I think it would be better if it stays misunderstood.

"The journey so far has been a daunting one. Harbor architecture, pipe-building with the Free City State Group and the Holy Argo Kingdom… all required extraordinary efforts"

Tilia shook her shoulder as she leaned down.

Baron Mesartim, Baron Bosain and Baron Trace are moisturizing their eyes with tears.

I guess they all imagine Tilia's struggles.

"I'm sorry, I messed up"

Tilia wiped her eyes with her fingers.

"... I am delighted to have a day called today. Thanks to Mr. Bond and Viscount Sheratan."

"No, thanks to the Empress Tilia. And if it's because of you, there are people like me who can't even get under my feet."

"Yes, compared to Master Chrono, our power, etc..."

Bond grinned like trouble and Tina humbled herself by shaking her neck sideways without force.

"Um, my husband might have broken my heart if he hadn't supported me. Thank you, Chrono."

Tilia looked back and bowed her head small.

A modest thank you, but there was an evil grin on the edge of his mouth.

Baron Mesartim, Baron Bossain and Baron Trace have the look of incredibility.

I don't suppose their common sense makes it possible for the new nobility of the risen to welcome the royal family to their wives.

"The three of you didn't know Chrono very well. Crono is the son of Claude Crawford, who was feared to be a killer (thrower) in the civil unrest ahead, but my mother... is also the son of Elua Frond, the escort knight of Astrea"

Whoa, and three people raise their voices.

"I see, he said he had a reasonable and elegant face"

"No way, who is the son of the Guardian Knight"

"Then I can also snort that I have prevented the invasion of the Kingdom of Holy Argo"

It was a brilliant palm return.

According to my adoptive father, Elua Frond is also supposed to be a junior nobleman, but the escort knight seems special.

"Um, I'm glad you understand Chrono. The story's gone sideways, but let's get down to business."

When Tilia glanced at him, the sitter walked out.

"I've got four contracts here. I'll leave one here. Don't worry. The text doesn't differ word for word, but ask everyone to check it just in case. Oh, I already have my signature."

When the sitter gives the contract, Bond receives it and follows the text with his eyes.

"... confirmed. I guarantee that the four contracts hanging from the family name are identical."

Sitter received the contract from Bond and gave it to Tina.

Tina reads out the bumps and contents.

"I read it. I guarantee it in the name of Tina Sheratan."

When Sitter receives the contract from Tina, he shows it to Baron Saltim, Baron Bosain and Baron Trace.

Seeing all three of them nodding satisfactorily, they're convinced.

Sitter received the contract and now gave it one piece at a time.

"... give me your signature"

When Tilia urged, the three signed the contract.

"Let's keep the refrain a joint name, Sitter"

Sitter brought Tilia on hand to get three signatures on the refrain contract.

Tilia confirmed her signature and placed the contract on the stage.

"A contract was now concluded for the abolition of tariffs and the introduction of a dew-store system. Just let me put a tariff on the paper"

Tilia gave a worried look.

"I'm sorry, but paper production is a business I started to save a needy people. You can't give up on all this."

Someone muttered about how merciful it is for folk grass.

"But the heart of the economic alliance thinks it's maz then. sooner or later... I can only say that now, but I want to repeal it"

You were surprised by the boulder, and the five gave you a surprised look.

Naturally, this matter is discussed in advance.

Even though we have spearheaded the building of an economic alliance, it would be disharmonious if only one person had the privilege.

It's impossible to have a reciprocal relationship because we're holding onto the main land, but even if it's a deception, fairness is important.

"The contract is done, but I hope we can talk about our glorious future"

Tilia said in a confident voice.

The flowers on the walls... are words that describe those who are out of the circle of conversation at a party.

Originally, no one invited me to the ball, and it seems to be the language I used against the woman standing on the wall.

Botch is the point.

Chrono had turned out to be a botch, no, a flower on the wall.

Bond and Tina came to greet us, but when we exchanged two or three words, we headed under Tilia.

After all, you're a princess, and Chrono stared at Tilia and the others from a distance.

They are surrounded by people as if they were in military school.

The discomfort comes from a desire for exclusivity.

As he mocked himself that he was no longer a child, the sitter walked over.

"... Master Chrono, give me the door"

When I looked at the door, there was a slight gap.

Perhaps Theon came to report that he was waiting.

"Mr. Sitter, can I take care of it?

"Yes, sir."

Chrono snuck out of the conference room.

It was Alyssa waiting in the hallway.

She greets with respect.

"Sir, I'm sorry"

"No, thank you."

Saying as he unbuttoned the first button on his military uniform, Alyssa gave him a troubled look.

"What about Mr. Theon?

"We'll be waiting for you in the reception room."

"How long?

"Not so much time has passed since you've been here"

Alyssa said sorry.

Perhaps he led Scion to the reception room and came right to the reception room.

"... I thought I'd disturb you."

"Like I said, thank you. I don't like this kind of stuff because of the quality of people I know."

"Well, joke about it"

What was fun, Alyssa leaked a crunch and a sneak laugh.

I'm not lying, but I'm not sure I should explain.

"Let me lead the way"

"Say hello."

Chrono is led by Alyssa to the reception room.

I haven't looked back once, but the distance is kept constant.

Alyssa slowed her gait where she could see the reception room and opened her mouth with ten meters left.

"Sir, I'm afraid..."

"Okay."

When Chrono stopped, Alyssa quickened her gait.

He opens the door to the reception room and bows carefully.

I guess I'm saying something like please wait a while now.

As Chrono advanced his steps, Alyssa cleared the way.

"Excuse me, I'm late"

"Yes, no! Because I just came too soon!

As Chrono entered the reception room with words of apology in his mouth, Theon rose off the couch and waved his hands left and right.

"... excuse me"

When Alyssa greeted him with respect, he closed the door and Chrono lowered his back to the couch opposite Zion.

"... go ahead"

"Oh, yes, excuse me"

Didn't know what you meant, Theon had a kyotonic look on his face, and then sat down like he was in a panic.

……

……

Chrono and Zion stared at each other silently.

"Uh, give me the report."

"will be, yes, this way"

Chrono received a report from Zion and looked through.

The report describes the number of hospitalizations and the number of good offices for work in the Poverty Relief Hospital.

The number of hospitalizations has crawled and the number of good offices at work has increased slightly.

With regard to the latter, it will need to be verified whether it is an error.

"Anything unusual?

"Mr. Shawla has come to say hello"

Theon said hand in hand as he prayed.

"Heh heh heh heh, chaura."

"He's a good, polite girl."

I know he's a good kid, but he's just been assigned, and he's just a kid.

To be honest, I didn't think I could care that much.

"Next time, we're going to Pioneering Village together. So..."

Theon caged his mouth.

You mean you want me to lend you a carriage?

"I don't have a problem lending you a carriage, are you okay?

"What is it?

"Shaura and the others are like sold."

Dino... No, should I say Dino and the others... gave away ten children to show that they were contributing to Chrono.

Of course, even they'll have a say.

Nor did Chrono force me to take care of the child because I knew it.

But that's just this one's say.

"I don't think Mr. Shawla resents you, do you?

"Really?

That's an incredible story for Russia.

"For once, I think we should look at each other even in the sense of separating feelings."

"Is that what it is?

"That's what it is."

I feel like I'm just feeling awkward, but Theon seems to disagree.

"And that's what Mr. Shawla decided to do."

"Respect your will,"

Chrono sighed small.

It may be called over-protection, but I don't think I've ever crossed it if it doesn't have to be scratched.

I had no choice but to open my mouth.

"May I accompany you on the inspection?

"I don't mind that, why not?

When Chrono asks, Theon has asked back.

"Thought I'd follow you up when something happened"

……

Theon has a freaking look on his face that says he doesn't have to worry so much.

"Anything else unusual?

"... right"

Theon covered his mouth with his hands as he conceived.

As I chatted with Theon for about an hour, the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

After a while, the door opened quietly.

It was Alyssa who opened the door, but behind her is a maid with an eye band refraining.

"Sir, I have my next appointment..."

"Okay. I'm sorry, but the next thing I know, it's on inspection..."

"No, I'm sorry I stayed too long."

Theon had a lonely look on his face.

I think I did something I'm really sorry about.

Maybe I should have changed the day.

It's not a futile conversation to say chat.

This is a great opportunity for anyone but yourself to know how they see their territory.

Besides, she is an easy quality to think of, for better or worse.

It's actually best to meet him to determine if he needs a follow up.

Theon lowered his head lightly and rose off the couch.

"Excuse me."

"Next time on inspection."

Yes, and Theon lowered his head again and exited the reception room, the door shut quietly.

I guess she'll drop you off at the front door because the maid with the eye bands was talking to you on the verge of closing.

Chrono exhaled deeply and leaned against the couch.

After a while, the sound of knocking on the door again sounded.

The door opens quietly. It was Alyssa who opened the door.

"... Sir, may I?

"It's gonna be okay."

Chrono got his residence right.

When Alyssa opened the door, a woman in cleric clothes...... Baroness Nam Corne came in.

I have an impressive giggle like a girl, but I feel something that goes through Myra and the clergyman from the eyes that host the frozen light.

He complains that Chrono's investigation is dangerous.

Well, unfortunately, I don't have the ability to cope with it even if I find it dangerous.

"Thank you for your help with that verse"

"I'm not thankful. Because as the Knights of Kingsguard, I only did what I deserved as a cleric serving the Goddess of Heaven and Life."

Baroness Nam Cornu answered with her hands on her chest.

"Sit down, please. Of course, it means on the couch facing each other."

"Well, you say funny things."

Baroness Nam Cornu laughed with Couscous and lowered her back to the couch opposite him.

"Alyssa, can you bring me some incense tea?

"Yes, sir."

Alyssa closed the door when she greeted her respectfully.

Chrono lowered his back to the couch, saying that he should not be attacked by this.

"Nam Kol......"

"Nam, please call me"

Baroness Num Corne...... Num said with a smile.

"Namdo..."

"Nam, sir."

I say it again, blocking the words, smiling.

A man would complain about one thing, but a woman can't say it very strongly.

"Mr. Nam... what can I do for you?

"I don't mind if you call it off."

Now I was not blocked from speaking, but I said it in a stubborn tone.

"... on what business?

"I thought I'd deepen friendship between the Knights of Kingsguard."

When Chrono asked slowly, Nam threw up a white dialogue.

It's an irritating attitude.

"Who was it that named the representative of the commercial union?

"Well! I'm sorry. It was for personal use, so I asked the commercial union to give me a message, but it looks like something went wrong."

It seems more and more deliberate.

Either you want to piss me off, or you have another intention, either way, if you turn to take it, you'll remain in the lead.

"Wouldn't we stop talking about turning around for each other?

Oh, and Nam opened his eyes unexpectedly.

"Young lad, it's because of you."

I tried to give it back to you lightly, but touching your age would be taboo.

Even young people have that degree of distinction.

"You don't like women as much as rumors."

"I would be wary of anyone who appeals to me to be intimate even though I have little knowledge."

"Then we have to change the perception."

Nam frowned as troubled.

"So why are you naming a representative of a commercial union?

"Because I am the representative of the Commercial Union."

Nam said it all the time.

I hear that Emperor Kai's direct jurisdiction is a land of faith in 'The Goddess Who Leads Life in the Pale', but I don't think that's all.

"The Kingsguard Knights Commander?

"The clergyman of" The Goddess Who Leads Life in the Pale, "I should say. For all of you in the commercial union, the information that the clergy brings is important."

To the extent that it would festive me to the delegate, Nam smiled.

"Is that true?

"Master Krono... you don't mind if I call you by name, either. Yeah, what does Master Chrono think?

"I think I used my position"

Nam is a divine magician in "The Goddess Who Leads Life in the Pale".

Even though the weather itself is unpredictable, you must know if the sea will be rough.

It doesn't seem difficult to get a representative status if you use that.

A profit-savvy merchant probably didn't try to monopolize it because she knew it wouldn't belong to anyone.

In fact, she must have been a fair representative.

So I became deceived, dependent and blind.

"Sort of, poorly heard. Even I wasn't like this from the beginning, was I?

"Saying?

"No one can remain a little girl."

Nam laughed couscous.

"What is your purpose?

"It's a peaceful life with my daughter. I wanted a powerful nobleman to marry me, if possible, because now it's very difficult to read the tide."

Are you saying you have no choice but to work for a representative?

"As a representative of a commercial union?

"I wanted to bite you into a deal with the Kingdom of Holy Argo."

"... I see"

That's the offer I expected.

"You can use the port and the land if you want to pay for it. But that's all I can do, right?

"Why is that?

'Cause I'm not trying to make it convenient for other chambers of commerce.'

I created a situation where I could trade, but I didn't do anything more.

"It just doesn't benefit me, does it?"

"Aren't harbour and land royalties a sufficient advantage?

"We're having a lot of trouble over here, aren't we? Wouldn't it be a little too good for a bug to come at that later and let one bite because it would be money?

Nam frowned as troubled.

Eighty-nine acts.

If you think that a business partner can move as you wish, you should quit representing a commercial federation.

"I don't like rushing, so please give me everything I can get out. Oh, I don't need your daughter."

"There's no way I can give you my precious daughter."

Nam said in a low, push-kill kind of voice.

The smile peels off and the ghostly figure is exposed.

"Excuse me."

Nam quickly regained his smile.

"What about craftsmen?

"Are you sure you want to let go?

"... if you think this is sincere"

"Really?"

Thankful offer.

We have been focused on technological development so far, but not in the direction of increasing the number of craftsmen.

No, maybe I should say I didn't have the strength.

Baron Bowties rarely has a lord to let go of his craftsmen, even as an exception.

If you are a skilled artisan, it is even worse.

Chrono had no power to invite or pull out skilled craftsmen.

If we can bring in a large number of craftsmen, we can further develop the territory, but it is such a delicious story that vigilance builds up.

"But will you come to my territory until a skilled craftsman throws away everything he's ever cultivated?

"It's okay."

Nam's tone is firm.

He seems confident that he can muster at least a significant number of people.

Conversely, it means that the craftsmen of Count Kai have a reason to want to go to New Heaven and Earth even if they abandon their previous careers.

"So what do you mean we discuss it positively?

"I don't mind."

Nam had a soft grin.

"Personally, I'd like to make an instant decision, because the conditions are for as many craftsmen as possible to come... because if you come, I'll have to think about not taking taxes for a year, or getting the rent for free"

"It's a story about the future of a lot of people. I believe that in discussing this, you can also solve any misunderstandings you may have about me."

When Chrono offered his hand, Nam graciously shook it back.

"Ahhh, Shindo"

Chrono leaned tightly against the couch.

Nam left the room immediately after that, but I'm tired of meeting people to keep standing up.

"Should I leave it to Tilia if you're in an economic alliance?

Honestly, I feel like I don't want to see anyone.

I want to be gobbled up like this.

With that in mind, the sound of a modest knock on the door sounded.

"Go ahead."

"... excuse me"

It was Alyssa who opened the door.

"Would you like some incense tea?"

Alyssa laughed cously and pressed a wagon with a tea set on it into the room.

Pour incense tea into the cup, kneel and place on the table.

"Good day, sir"

"Thanks"

Chrono took the cup and included incense tea in his mouth.

Then, the good spiciness and acidity spread in my mouth.

"Feels like you've added ginger and lemon?

"There are other blends"

Phew, and Chrono drank about half of the incense tea and put the cup on the table.

"... I'm so sorry for your tiredness."

"Is someone here again?

"Sorry"

When Chrono inquired, Alyssa nodded sorry.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It was a bit of a risky way to put it."

"No, if you don't mind, I'll tell you to revisit the day?

"No, I'll see you."

Chrono woke up his body.

I came all the way here to report it, which means I had to turn to my judgment.

"So, who's here?

"It's called Nia"

That's a name I don't know, Krono tilted his neck.

"Anything else?

"When it comes to night rangers, I can tell."

"Oh, you were a traveler then."

I guess I don't have to see you - the feeling springs up mucky.

Honestly, my preference for that seat is negative.

It's hard to forgive just the fact that he paked the night ranger and attacked me with a dagger, but I'm unlikely to forgive him for naming me Chrono for a supporting character with a more guessy personality than that.

"Sir?

"No, I'll see you. I said I'd see you."

As Chrono leaned back against the couch, Alyssa left the room.

It was Nia's sentiment to reunite with an evil woman executive to say it was too easy to understand.

Makeup is thick and dress is highly exposed.

The tragic determination to use a woman's weapon to turn an opportunity into a thing comes from Hishihishi.

"Marquis Elakis, it's an honor to remember a lowlife like me."

"Well, sit... not next to me"

Should I have stuck it out loud, Nia had been pushing her chest gooey when she sat next to Chrono.

"So, what can I do for you?

"Actually... I came to ask you to be a single patron. Previous patrons have been hidden."

"Well, I guess so."

One patron is from the Military Department or a similar department... under Prime Minister Alcor.

I worked more lawlessly than I used to.

If my boss loses his leg, he'll throw out agents and all that stuff and tone it up.

"Well! I admire the wise eye of Marquis Elakis!

"Your right eye is a baton, though."

The right eye of the supporting character was X.

"Please don't say such mean things! If you're being rude, I apologize until you forgive me!

What kind of character setting is that? and Chrono looked up at the ceiling.

"Life, tough?

"It's hard to make a living with art. We're all going to sell ourselves like this."

Phew, and Chrono hammered.

I won't stay in the inn for this minute, but I'll sleep in the carriage.

Oh, my territory is off-limits to street prostitution.

"Also, of course, I wouldn't say it's just that!

"It's good to like your body or something in time..."

"Situations of your choice even aristocracy, whores and knights..."

"I knew you'd make it."

Why, I wonder if it's me.

Well, Ignis won't hire imperial operatives, and the prestigious aristocrats Leonhardt and Rio are even hard to meet.

It would be true that the erasure method left only Chrono.

Or did they think it was easy to give?

"Something, like, my... or it's hard to hire me if you don't contribute to my territory, actually"

"You must be a lord, don't you?

"Good (...) politics (...) to (...) lay (...) Lord, you know. If we're gonna do it anyway, we want more than just entertainment."

Chrono leaned against the elbow of the couch and exhaled small.

Nia is busy moving her eyes.

If we don't show tangible profits here, we'll lose our chances.

It seemed to convey that feeling.

"What I'm thinking right now is the education of the people? Educate them to work seriously through the play or to care about their parents."

"I don't have a script, but then I can... not, then I can"

Nia has embarked on herself.

"Well, I guess Night Rangers are right to use it this way"

Chrono squeaked smudgingly.

"I'm tired!

Chrono sighed heavily and slammed into the dining room table.

The time is at dinner.

It would be this time if I had arranged an inn for one Nia or lent a picture book as a reference.

"There's no sloppiness."

'Cause I'm tired.

Face up to protest, but Tilia is gracefully tilting the cup in the opposite seat.

I should have been talking to you the whole time, but there's no color of fatigue.

It's my usual uniform now, by the way.

I would have liked to have worn a few more dresses, but I would be relieved to say that I would be relieved.

"But, well, that's a paragraph."

"Um, I feel like my shoulder's loaded."

Tilia nodded to Eagle Deep Fried.

"By the way, what's going on with the expansion of the cavalry?

"What's wrong all of a sudden?

"It's cold this year."

Tilia put the cup on the table and put her arms together.

"So?"

"Maybe the price of crops will soar like the price of marble has soared, no, we'll soar. I can tell."

It's a dialogue like a marketer, but you can't lay low with a smile.

"Chancellor Alcor lost his leg."

"Exactly"

Tilia nodded all she said was to get my will.

Apparently, the adoptive father had decided when to sell it in consultation with Chancellor Alcor to stabilize the price of the crop.

"I see it, I see it. There's an official who commands you to turn over the crop and a stepfather who refuses to be forthcoming... that sounds like a real possibility."

"Dad would have bent his navel."

Being blocked off the streets doesn't frighten me of a lack of salt if there is rock salt in the Areos mountains.

"Please, don't let your father get a short temper"

"Oh, absolutely."

Chrono and Tilia joined hands and prayed to God.

"Let's get back to it, what does that have to do with soaring crop prices and expanding the cavalry?

"I was going to issue a decree to refrain from redeeming crops when they started to rise."

"Will you listen to me properly?

"What matters is the fact that I told him."

If you listen to me, that's fine, and if you get hurt without listening, I guess you're going to help and thank me.

"Should I be ready now?

"It's enough to see how things are going a little bit more"

I do get wasted if I don't buy crops and get out of work.

"I'll try to talk to Mr. Theon as much as I can."

"Uhm, that's good"

Tilia nodded to Eagle Deep Fried.

"Don't talk about work like that! Time for dinner!

A powerful voice echoes in the dining room.

Looking next door, Eryl was in her seat at some point.

"You've been sitting close to Chrono a lot lately?

"... because of my mind"

Eryl answers Tilia in the same tone as usual.

Slightly subtle air flows.

The maids line the table with dishes as if they hadn't noticed it.

Today's menu is baked bread, vegetable soup, salted white fish and salad.

"I'll have it."

Eryl reached for a salt grill of white fish.

I cut it apart with a knife and a fork, opened my mouth wide and cheeked.

"... thin flavor"

"Master Chrono seems tired. I made it thin for my health. Did you like the thick flavor?

"... even if it tastes thin, the queen's dishes are delicious"

"I'm glad to hear it."

When Eryl said with a happy look on her face, the general rubbed her nose in the light.

"... do you want some?

"Impossible!

Tilia opened her eyes in amazement as Eryl offered Chrono a white fish.

"... very rude"

"You're the one who's eating. You're sharing your meals with others. No way......"

Tilia stares at Guillaume and Chrono.

"... nothing like Princess Tilia thinks"

"Really?

Tilia gave a surprise look.

"... that kind of dialogue comes out because I don't believe in Master Chrono. If you're going to admit your wife, you should trust your husband."

"Mm-hmm. Right."

Are you happy that you were told you were my wife, Tilia broke up with me.

I didn't seem to realize you called me Chrono, not Marquis Elakis.

As always, Eryl had a musty look on her face, but she looked like she was in Chrono.

"Eryl's gonna eat it."

……

Eryl nodded silently, looking deliciously salted white fish on her cheeks.

"... if I take a bath, I'm going to fall asleep fast"

He may fall asleep while he waits in turn, and Chrono heads to his room biting off the stretch.

When I opened the door to the room, the glasses woman...... Nege's deputy poked me on one knee and waited.

"Marquis Elakis, I've been waiting for you"

"Why?"

"What?"

Unexpectedly, Nege's deputy tilted his neck wonderfully.

Lovely trick, but I can't be alarmed given that she is likely to be Nege's subordinate...... assassin.

"Why are you here?

"I came in with a favor to fold in. Actually..."

She spoke faintly of the situation in which they were placed… Alfort renewed their personnel and the change of compatriots who were diving into the paperwork bureau.

"... the Imperial Capital might not work."

"I think so too"

It's just a nightmare to put amateurs at the top and middle management.

"So, what's the favor?

"I want you to accept our compatriots. My name is not everyone. It can be part of the younger generation..."

"The younger generation?

"This is the generation born after Master Nege devastated The Arm of Death. Naturally, I will be included in the younger generation."

Apparently, Nege's deputy was as old as he looked.

"I tell you to accept, what can you do?

"To some extent, I think we're going to need education, but I was wondering if I could help with administrative processing and taxation"

"Even though you're an assassin?

"... I am trained as an assassin, but most are not. Even for those who are trained, none have the same experience in action."

Unexpectedly, Nege's deputy answered between them.

"What about the old generation?

"... because they have built up quite a position in the Empire"

Certainly it would be a problem for those in those positions, or those who were, to suddenly disappear.

"Well, if it's about ten people, I can accept it."

"Thank you"

Nege's deputy drooled his head with his knees poked.

"Assuming what, is it okay to assign some of them to teachers?

"I don't think you have any problems with your personality or abilities."

"Good."

Chrono stroked his chest down.

It's time for a freshman to graduate.

Teachers are, of course, essential for spreading the school system.

"When things settle down, they don't suddenly go away, do they?

"Yes, of course."

Nege's deputy nodded small.

"... then"

That's what I say, stand up.

I was hoping to see if she was going to jump out the window or disappear in an instant, but didn't she try to rub through Chrono's side, either?

"Chrono Chop!"

"Hih!

I thought I'd avoid it, and the knife struck straight into the brain.

"What do you do?

"If you're an assassin, let's avoid it."

"... cum"

She groaned remorsefully.

"Why, did you slap him?

"I was hoping to see how you'd be gone, so I got you some chops."

She sighed as if she was exhausted.

"Okay."

The next moment I sighed, the air swelled up.

The impact runs to the right arm and the engraving floats only for a moment.

Staring at his right arm, he raised his face, and there was no one there.

"... should I say a thousand customers"

I still have plans for visitors after this, but Chrono laughed.