Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

29/12/7442

My brothers stopped by the Boyle Pavilion in the morning. I had a mock fight yesterday, so I thought I'd extend my day home, but he said he was leaving today as planned. Next thing you know, you can come from the middle of April to the end. At that time, delivery and orders will be the main ones, but he asked me to keep an eye out for places that would serve as bases in Wangdu. Of course I told him to leave it to me because I was going to, but he didn't get through as well as Mun.

The condom was made for the royal family, but this time I brought 50 bags. No matter how much, the royal family is not in that much demand. It was meant to be used as a sample for wholesale to the nobles and luxury whorehouses of Lombertier. After hearing a lot about it, my brother is working on improving the quality because there is still room for improvement. I don't have any actual experience in the Orth yet, but I'm like, "So, how'd it go? I think it's a little better than the one I sent you before. Let me know if you've noticed, too," he says.

He was very impressed when he said, "I shouldn't have tried making some firings along the way," because I had no choice. "Holy shit! You're fired...... you still pay close attention. We'll try prototyping as soon as we get back. The mould itself needs to be made anew, but I think it's a good idea." Honestly, it wasn't my idea or anything.

The health care manufacturers of the previous life were filled with the thought of losing their minds. I steal their accomplishments and say them as if I had come up with one. I'm sorry, but this is also for one thing to prevent infections in oaths. Oh, I also don't think there's a causal link between firing and infection prevention.

My brothers left after discussing the general plans for the future and the evaluation of the goods at the moment until around noon.

Then, after sweating on the run, entering the labyrinth and practicing witchcraft, I had dinner with Zulu and Engela and rested this day.

30/12/7442

It's New Year's Eve. Especially since it's New Year's Eve like Japan, there's no change in the state of the city of Balduk. When you have breakfast with the slaves, just in case, I tell you that dinner may be late this evening. I bought a sandwich lunch box again and walked into the labyrinth with an empty water bottle by the lunchbox.

Today, I intend to investigate the mechanism of the Lord's resurrection in the room that I have been shelving. I never even went to my room before, just in case I walked into the labyrinth alone avoiding the danger. It'll take me half a day to find out today.

When I just wiped out a group of goblins I met along the way and finished the black gargantuan reach that was the lord of the first room, I pulled the body to the corner of the room and moved it, just in case, and sat back on the stone that was in the corner of the opposite room. Of course, no demon stones have been collected from the bodies. The time now is 7: 30 a.m.

Thirty minutes have passed. Nothing has changed.

Another hour passed. Nothing has changed.

An hour has passed. Nothing has changed.

An hour has passed. Looks like a bunch of demonic footsteps are approaching by the room. I took the sword in my hand. I was careful to let go of the magic whenever I could, but in the end the footsteps went away.

An hour has passed. It's just noon. We had lunch on the other side of the room, cautious of the bodies buried in the dark. Caution has been wasted.

An hour has passed. Nothing happened.

An hour has passed. I came to see you. Add for use in another corner with caution and keep soiled.

An hour has passed. No change at all. Come on, I'm getting tired of it. I made some tea.

An hour has passed. As always, there is no change.

An hour has passed. It's seventeen o'clock. Is it time to run out?

Thirty minutes have passed. Come on, it's time to go home. Something like a twirl began to swirl in the middle of the room. but it doesn't seem like it's going to say what happens especially if it just swirls. I couldn't even try to appraise it myself. I got scared, so I left the room trying to stay as close as I could. It's not good if it's poison gas.

While observing from outside the room, I can see that it is getting thicker and thicker. Is this the resurrection of the Lord of the Room? I'm sorry to be near you right now, but you can observe a little more, but it doesn't look like there's any change in your health after you appraise me.

The density of the swirl is increasing, and the centre of the swirl is as dark white as a deep mist. The white part grew larger and larger. Has it been nearly five minutes since I noticed this?

and a bright white light leaked from the center of the vortex. It's not that strong. Right, about 30-40W fluorescent lights? The light went out quickly. The fog cleared at the same time as the light went out. And there was a demon in the heart of the fog that had so far been swirling. It's a scavenge clowler. It's just appeared and it's shivering puffy.

Is this the resurrection of the demons!?

Suddenly it's an adult and it shows up in the room!?

If so, will goblins or oaks appear in the aisle?

He stared at the puffy, shivering scavenged clowler, but returned to me immediately and finished with two shots of "Ice Javelin". Demonic stones were collected with the first finished black gargantuan reach, and the four to eight tentacles growing by the mouth that would be the raw material for the medicine for paralysis and paralysis were cut off from the roots, and when placed in a rubber bag, they just followed the labyrinth.

This time kill the lord of the room and then resurrect (?) It took less than half a day to do so.

Will time vary depending on the location and hierarchy of the room, the Lord of the original room and the kind of Lord to come back to life? Or is it uniform? Suppose it changes. What are the terms of that? The doubts are endless.

In particular, you should be satisfied that at least one question has definitely been resolved, as extra doubt will remain even if you do not revive in this way, for example, when a new Lord comes from somewhere, etc.

A trap that will be repaired at some point.

A monster that will be resurrected at some point.

Will a little gem or metal deposits also be revived at some point?

A huge labyrinth that has swallowed hundreds of years of adventurers dreaming of grabbing a thousand gold and saying that in recent years only up to five layers can be reached by anyone. Even though each cycle of resurrection is different, this Labyrinth of Balduk originally had a certain "shape", and when that "shape" collapsed, I can only assume that the hand is applied by someone to return to the original "shape" or that it incorporates a function that automatically returns.

Of course, this is my delusion. There is no basis. There is only one piece of evidence (sample) that says "the monster has been resurrected in adulthood". I happen to be able to see it this time, but I can't even tell if this is something that's bound to happen, or if I happen to see something strange this time around.

Either way, I can't help but make a quick decision. We will have to collect a little bit of evidence (samples) in the future, like this one, to align the materials on which the judgment is based.

That night, at a late meal, I thoughtfully told Zulu and Engela what had happened today. Then both of us got furious. What is it about diving alone in a dangerous labyrinth? If anything happens to your important husband, it is important as a slave.

The important husband is about me, and he's not convinced that my actions are what put me in crisis. If I die, aren't you guys going to be free? Why are you so angry? I thought so and asked for more information.

Then, if the owner dies while owning the slave, the slave is inherited by someone because it is property. In this case, if Barkud's parents or my brother succeeded to the throne, I would automatically be my brother's second son legally. Sir Gried's second son. My father, who has always been the Lord, will be the "Three Men of the House of Sir Gried", in his former capacity. My mother is the same "First Lady" and my sister-in-law is the "First Lady".

In the case of those of us who are poor aristocrats in the countryside, it is only the father and brother who carry out the naming ritual with the raid of the throne, while the others are left alone and put aside. Things would be different again if this were a nobleman with more than one title. Well, it doesn't matter now, so we'll talk about this again.

Anyway, if I die, those two slaves, my property, will be inherited by either my father or my brother. Think in common sense. It is hope that the nobility of the country will own a combat slave. Normally, it doesn't make much sense to keep a combat slave without so many circumstances because the ministered squire serving that nobleman combines soldiers who are combatants.

Unless there are special circumstances such as marching to war in the near future, or the neighborhood demons are rapidly increasing due to some situation and attacking people, they will not be welcomed. If you don't have enough men, you may want to work as a serf, but that's no use.

Then it is normal to sell it to slave traders and cash it out. There is no way that a sold combat slave can choose his own master to be bought next, so think about the possibility that he will be bought by a better treated husband than I, the current master. And what's good about my treatment there will be a source of concern for them.

Listen to me. I'll open my mouth.

"So what do we do? You guys want to stick to me for the holidays and go into the labyrinth? Can you go into the labyrinth continuously and withstand the tension? Don't you want to come in the way of normal labyrinth exploration from the next day? I don't know what to say, but I didn't have to know it back in the day, and even if I met a demon with little nervousness now, I could be wiped out. Fight the lord of the room one-on-one and you'll win without a problem."

"But, sir, sometimes in case. Please at least put one of us on offer. Otherwise, we cannot be relieved as slaves."

Zulu has insisted in a strong tone. Mmm, it would also be my husband's job to give the slaves peace of mind. But... I practise attack magic most of the time. Yeah, because this one's pretty much improving. Well, okay. From now on, you were going to investigate how the labyrinth works. Basically, you should be waiting most of the time. Is it essential for the person to talk to if someone is beside you?

"Mmm... well, okay. Okay, I get it. I'll take one of them from next.... Then it's Zulu on Wednesday and Engella on Saturday. But after the next day, if you're confused, I won't forgive you. That's good."

"" Yes, I understand ""

They both replied as if they were relieved.

"Well, I'm off three days from tomorrow, too. I'm not going to the labyrinth. So next Saturday, January 6th. It starts with Engela. That's good."

That's what I said and cut the story off. And it's payday for the slaves. I paid Zulu 50000Z (five silver coins), Engela 40000Z, and my salary for this month and disbanded it. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and I thought I'd do it for the cake bill, but I stopped because I don't have that habit with oaths. Don't get in trouble if it's a habit.

January 1, 7443.

I thought it didn't make much sense, but after breakfast, I went to the shrine in Balduk for the first time before running, and as a dime, I gave away 10000Z (one silver coin). The clerics saw me in front of the birdhouse and hit Kashiwaki with their eyes like they saw something weird, but they didn't know. In the first place, it's not common for people to come and visit. Normally, people only come about a naming ritual or exchange of shrines.

Incidentally, it is only cast in the shrine of Lombertia that more money than Silver Joo is around here. It is completely wrapped in a veil of secrecy as to how it is cast, and heavenly punishment physically falls on those who step onto the shrine grounds in an attempt to expose it.

The same applies to those who attacked dedicated carriages for the exchange of money and demonic stones between shrines. Heavenly punishment strikes without distinction between being a person or a demon. Heavenly punishment similarly descends even if you stick around like a covan shark saying you're safe by the shrine's carriage. I don't have a problem with being run over temporarily crossing or overtaking.

The heavenly punishment is thunder falling from the sky. The only proof that God exists in this world can be said. Bringing silver, gold, platinum, and demon stones into the shrine will buy them away because they will be material for money, but the rate is low. It seems that only the shrine recognized the royal family to buy at the rate.

When I say this, if the shrine doesn't recognize me, I don't think I can build a state, but that's different. For example, the only countries with shrines casting currency, taking the western part of the continent of Orad as an example, are the Kingdom of Lomberto, the Empire of Granan, the Suesarg Empire and the Kingdom of Choract. They have two shrines in the Suesarg Empire where you can cast money. There are no shrines in Bakrney, Cambit or Dabus that can cast currency.

It does seem that the countries where the currency is cast are rich compared to those that are not, but in the end, that's the only difference. Whether or not precious metals and demon stones can be redeemed for a considerable price. Especially demon stones. Apparently the rates are pretty bad even if the regular royal family brings them in. It would be more expensive to sell it to a magic prop shop. It seems that precious metals are also not exactly equivalent to the value of money. Well, ignoring the rate will exchange you for currency in every shrine, so it doesn't mean you absolutely need a shrine that can cast currency separately.

I do some processing on the Demon Stone when casting it and add that too, so the money above Silver Joo comes up with a name with a status open. Normally cast copper coins and big copper coins just come up with metal names. Therefore, it is not possible to counterfeit expensive currencies first. No one does copper coins or bitches because they have little taste.

In the past, some people have sent troops to shrines to try to get casting skills, but the fact that they have been destroyed by the exhausting heavenly punishment is enough that for the last millennium or so there have been occasional incidents in which an abalone who does not try to believe a legend has been struck by lightning in an attempt to enter the theft and become a black-burned corpse. Clerics, priests, and witches who serve in shrines are also relentlessly heavenly punished for trying to do evil things, so there is a good trust in the shrine, not to mention absolute.

That doesn't mean they're worshipped like primitive religions. It's very normal to be close to life. Clerics and priests marry, and children are born. It is the same people in Shirai who earn their living by receiving salaries according to their official duties from the shrine. However, since the position is not inherited, it is not necessarily allowed to be inherited by the child.

Somewhat more than the average income in the area for that matter. Apparently they're paid. A person who works in a shrine is not questioned as to his or her identity. However, the criminal record seems to be taken into account, and I also hear that if you are the person who dyed your hands on some crime at one time, it will not be adopted whether it is public or not, but this seems to be frowning.

For the most part, I get something like an announcement when I'm a kid, and then I go to the shrine. And they'll hire you. They say there are adults and such in Extreme Hill. It seems that the heavenly punishment comes when you tell a lie and declare that you have been informed. Hiring shrine staff is a narrow gateway. There is never a shrine inside that has been deserted without staff being recruited. In such cases, people are mostly dispatched from advanced shrines, but even advanced shrines are left alone for a short time when they are understaffed.

Even a shrine like that has a heavenly punishment if you try to steal it, and it's not much of a problem because someone will come in a few years. God, who gives heavenly punishment, seems otherwise tolerant, and the judgment of any felon is in the hands of man, unless he works even in lawlessness, like giving a direct hand to a shrine.

Well, you don't have to worry too much about inflation and deflation because the shrine (= God) controls the amount of money that circulates in this way. Even if something similar happens, it converges quickly with something temporary. That's tens of billions of Zs at best, even if something magical comes out of the labyrinth, and whether or not one out of ten is expensive. There is no way that a country's economy can suddenly do something about it. Because even the poor village of Barkud had its original tax revenues of 180 million Z. Disposable income was about one-twentieth of that.

I thought this would be hard to do while running early in the New Year. The economy is important even if they say it's for the calculation of raccoons that don't get caught. I don't want to rush into investigating or anything after I make a country one day. I need to gather information from the tunnels.

All New Year's Eve becomes a holiday at the same time. The bureau, the shops, everywhere. It's only open for the minimum necessary. Is it because of New Year's Eve that many stores are closed on Mondays from time to time? Anything that goes to work today rests tomorrow instead. That's why there aren't many stores open today and tomorrow. The restaurant is a salvation because it does as usual, but the number of clerks is also relatively small compared to the customers, so it is in a very soft state.

You're eating cake. Mixed simmering is fine. But I can't help it because I don't even have grated rice. After all, having lunch on the same menu as usual, I thought about what I would do for the day. It's a good opportunity so I finally thought about using the 'sheath' that I hadn't used before in action, but New Year was off. I don't have a choice. I don't like diving into the labyrinth early in the New Year, or should I check for STDs that I've tended to skip these days? The traffic has decreased slightly, but there is no obstacle to the investigation.

Take your writing equipment out of the Boyle Pavilion and hang one appraisal after the other to the person on the road to check the condition. I've already investigated about 10,000 people in total. Naturally, I'm likely to be appraising the same person, but it's nothing because it's an investigation of people walking downtown. I guess I'll use it for a day tomorrow to get the stats out.

January 2, 7443.

I finished my routine run and did a bit of sword-shaped training until lunch. After lunch, until dinner, we tallied about what we've been investigating.

There were about 12,000 samples. Half of them are good, but the other half are either injured or sick of some sort. Illness also excludes colds, bronchitis and other things that are not a big deal. What a total of 1661 sexually transmitted infections.

I don't know what it is, but at least I'm sure it's symptoms that use sexual activity as a source of infection. Nearly 14% of people wandering downtown are infected with STDs? I'm afraid so, damn it. Maybe the appraisal won't tell you anything about the fur whale, so there will be more if you put that in too.

I don't have a pyrethroid shampoo or powder, and I don't like to shave all the hair I've grown because of it. Condoms are tremendously powerful for sexually transmitted infections, but helpless for maze. And the rhinoceros should have a close to 90% chance of infection (depression). If my groin itches during battle or when I'm lurking my breath, it's life-threatening. Hmm, I'm also allergic to checking my pubic hair and observing if there are any eggs before I fuck you.

Sure, Pyrethroids are supposed to be deworming chrysanthemums from mosquito-like ingredients, but I've never seen any chrysanthemums. It'll be hard to make. I wonder if I'll shelf it up again. I wonder if some upscale stores would deal with nobility if they went to Wang Du. I might feel safe there. Oh, shit. I resent the healthy bodies of this age.

Speaking of which, I used to be full of lust when I was in middle and high school. I couldn't get a decent look at my mother's face when the location of the porn book I was supposed to have hidden was subtly altered. When I was in high school, I also had videos, so I watched videos I borrowed from my friends while my family was away. Since I became a college student... I don't want to tell you.

Me, is this what it's gonna be like for a while now? I get anxious. It's a desire rooted in instinct, and suppressing it would have limits. I don't like that if I suck, I'm asking Ralpha to sit down and ask me to. That would be better if you thought about it and enjoyed it in one or eight of Wangdu's fancy stores or do something about it yourself, as you've always done.

Aside from the wool whale, if you wear a proper condom, you'll be about 90% safe. Does a simple calculation give you a 1.4% chance of infection? Is this a lot or less? Oh, no, you just have to say no if you've already developed it, so it's less likely, huh? Is latency an infection? Well, either way, it's likely to be a few percent.

What the hell am I doing being so keen on something that's not even life-threatening? I did an STD check for people going on the road early in the New Year and today that tallies. The infectious probability of STDs led by this can be estimated at about 2-3%.

Likely to be okay. Do you want to go tomorrow? I was going to head out to deliver the condoms tomorrow anyway, and then you're good enough to play a little bit. No, I'm not playing. Rubber hygiene products with the royal seal and the performance of samples cannot be recommended to other nobles and other nobles. This is my duty as Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce.

3 Jan 7443

Having breakfast, he set off for Wang Du when he was ready for shittiness and discernment. I'm not wearing any armor today. Only the sword is lowered to the waist just in case, but it's like saying it's noble, and it doesn't make much sense. There's no way there's any demons around here.

I climbed to the royal castle and waited for someone from Her Royal Highness to come and receive me at the place designated for entry after completing the reception. She says it's only about 10: 00 in the morning and her face is burning. I'll squeeze my mind back together, but after a while, my mind will row out to the sea of freedom again and spread its wings of imagination.

When I did it like a hundred times, Her Highness finally came. I managed to fix my expression and deliver the New Year's greeting without doing so. Her Royal Highness is Becky.

"Greed, thank you for your hard work. Thanks to this' sheath ', His Majesty's vices also subsided, and I really appreciate that. Thank you for your continued support."

She worked my labor with a smile like a lake.

"I am heartily pleased with this gried, with the thankful words addressed to Her Highness Lady Rebecca. Please attract the Together Grid Chamber of Commerce in the future."

That's what I said, I bowed my head and exited.

Leaving the royal castle, I travel to downtown Lombertia with a sunny face.

I took a break from a bean tea at a suitable restaurant outside the downtown area, negotiated to have the horses kept, and finally asked about a reputable store. Of course I'll let the store employees hold Ginzu as a chip. There's nothing to be busy about when this happens.

"Prices can be high. I like the store where you can play safely and have a woman of high rank. There's nothing for nobility to say if you're going to a shop with a little patience."

"My husband, such a fancy store, would also have 50000-6000Z (5-6 silver coins). Is that okay?

A puppet kid my age says. Am I a kid too? Well, no. But you're high on boulders. It's not a spare amount, of course, but it's like the average Japanese brothel price. If it sucks, it's higher than the monthly income of a farmer in Barkud.

Ask the kid a lot of stories and he seems to have a minimum of 1000Z (ten copper coins, or one big copper coin) and an average of about 5000Z (50 copper coins). Keel's "Litton" is about 30000Z (three silver coins), so I see it was a luxury store there too, I think again. But safety is no substitute for money. It doesn't make sense to kettle a little money here. If you're going anyway, you should go to the finest store. That's how much you make, so it's obvious.

I said, "Fine, just tell me the name and location of the store," and the kid told me where it was. They're about 10 minutes' walk from here. Ma, if it's about that distance, you don't have to go riding a horse. When I heard the directions again and checked, I glanced through the contents of my wallet and walked out refreshed.

Um, I think I can do it before it's fifteen. But more than that, I've put up with my own power generation since I went on vacation. Walk the path of the Wang Capital, inflating your chest with a sense of expectation that the no will also rise in response.

I walked for a few minutes and saw a group like I'd seen before. Wow, it's the Knights around. Are the First Knights also incorporated into the rotation of the lookout? I'm glad I didn't walk in vain. You wouldn't be obsessed with me because I walked into the alley just looking away, but I feel bad in case you have a sister in there.

Let's kill time for a while.

Watch people who are shabby but lean against the wall and go on the road.

Yeah, if I had a cigarette. I've had a smoking habit since I was 30 years old. Not that I was a heavy smoker otherwise, but I started smoking naturally while I was playing mahjong and going for drinks all night. Ever since I was reincarnated, I was a child, and I didn't want to smoke because I knew smoking was bad for my own health. My family didn't smoke either. Especially in the case of my family, I think it was just that tobacco, which is a luxury preference, can be sold at a high price, so there is no need to smoke it.

Well, I was reborn into a healthy new body in the corner. I don't even bother to smoke more now for all these reasons. Mostly, oath cigarettes are not cigars, other than cigars are common to smoke with pipes and xels, so I don't always carry them and easily go for a little bit of a dose, so it's troublesome, okay.

You can smoke as much as you want when you're surrounded by grandchildren in the back of whether it's a royal palace or a royal castle.

Kill some time and get back on the road. And it was only next time I saw them coming out of the alley. Zenomes. I rushed into a clothing store that was along the road. Looking softly at how things are going, they seem to be enjoying their last day of sightseeing in Wang Du. I'm going to go in the direction I want to go as I talk about something with pleasure.

Then Xenom and Ralpha broke up. Why? I thought so I kept an eye on things. Ralpha and the others go into another alley. Xenom is straight ahead. With the Question Mark floating in my head, I gently leave the store to keep my distance from Xenom noticing me.

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Hey, why are you in that store? With that leg I was talking soothingly to my daughter and her friends earlier, why would I let them into a whorehouse?

Damn.

This store is no good. I don't like it in the waiting room or in the hallway in the building in case I bowl it together. I don't know what kind of system it is, and I don't like it, as it's a luxury store, so I don't think it's bothered to meet another customer in person. Xenom is generally a good adult, and I would go to a store like this.

Okay. Let's admit this store is Zenom territory.

There is no curtain for me to come later.

Damn, if this is the case, they'll ask where the next store is... Do you want to go back?

I went back to the restaurant earlier and asked the kid, who said sooner or later, "Get home early" with shame, where the next store was. Then I found out that the finest stores earlier are special and famous, but otherwise they are solidified and open in places like sex districts. Listen to me over a cup of bean tea.

... Hmm, I see.

When I let the lad who taught me politely hold Ginzu as a chip again, I drank the leftover bean tea. If you drink this, let's get to the brothel as soon as possible. Drink hot bean tea with a huffle of cold. I glanced outside without any concern and saw passers-by. It's Ralpha. There's a bell on the side. Ralpha lowered the bag that would have clothes in it as she grinned and came into the store.

"What's going on? Why are you in the king's capital?

"Happy dawn, Al. Sit down. Best regards again this year"

Ralpha and Bell laughed and talked.

"Oh, happy dawn. Thanks again this year.... I went to Royal Castle to deliver rubber products."

When I say that,

"Oh, happy dawn. Sit down. Best wishes for this year."

and Ralpha have also greeted the New Year. Really you...

"What about Xenom, by the way? Hey, what's up?

I asked white.

"Oh, he said he was going to meet an old acquaintance. When Xenom used to be in King's Capital, someone I knew was fancy, the..."

Ralpha blushed.

"? Fine?

Come on, Xenom, no way you...

"That's a little hard to say. Well, the lady said she runs a shop that serves all sorts of things, and she said she was going to say hi."

Ugh, Xenom, I don't know if it's true or not, but I told you straight. But Bell seems ashamed of his tone, but his face is flat. Well, in my previous life, I was already an adult, and I wonder if I'm reopening it to something more embarrassing now in a world like this.

"Mmm...... Really? So no Xenom for a while? It's a little early, but what are we gonna do with the rice?

Xenom will take a lot of time if you enjoy it. I heard from the kid earlier that he can play for three to four hours.

"Huh? I'll eat with Xenom. I already have a store. I'll meet you at the store at lunch called" Console. "

It should be just about eleven o'clock now. Was it really just a greeting, Xenom? Something seemed to have gone wrong on its own.

"Oh, well, then I'll come with you. You're gonna pick up your stuff from the inn and go home anyway, right? I'll give you a ride because I have a horse."

I can't help it, it's weird to break up now.

"Good. Me and Lar bought quite a few clothes. It helps."

Bell smiled and said that to me.

Couldn't you do it again...... toho.