Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

29 Apr 7448

In front of Balduk's Boyle Pavilion.

"Hey, I'll take care of this!

"I will!

Mizuchi hangs a pendant filled with little dragon scales on Zed and Becky, one by one, apart from the other.

The pendant top is lined radially with five scales, which also look like black cherry blossoms.

The two who received it stared shakingly with a glowing look on their faces and into the sky.

"Ooh! You got something amazing, you guys!... But, Mizuchi, are you sure?

My brother was bowing his head to Mizuchi.

I wonder if you wanted that look too... then you should have prepared more.

Last night, I told Mizuchi, "Now I won't be seeing those kids for a while, and why don't you give them something else? I was told that I had little use for anything other than ornaments, and I decided to give them a small scale.

Mizuchi struggled to find a total of ten objects the exact same size when it wasn't good to get into fights.

I was the one who used the cheap ore obtained from the labyrinth to coat it a little bigger with the magic of rock (transmute lo) muddling (ck to mad), drilled a hole in the edge, and made it a pendant top buried in clear glass with the magic of metal glazing (glass steel).

Mukashi used to. My sister imitated the Amber pendant she was giving to my brother.

But the honor awarded by hand became Mizuchi's, who beat Grandpa twice in a row.

Neither Zed nor Becky have already spooked Mizuchi, and I totally miss him.

I was hugged by my mother (Charles) watching the award ceremony taking place on the other side of the carriage.

"Bye, Mother. Be careful, dad..."

I got a kiss on my cheek, and when I kissed him in return, I rang out.

"Neither is Al... you see, my sword belt is crooked. Now the magical sword (magical sword) in the corner has become the Count... not at all."

My mother (Charles) seems to think of me as a child forever, but I'm sure that's what a creature called a parent would think forever.

So did my mother in her previous life.

Will you still be well......

If he's alive, both parents should be past ninety.

Has he already died on the boulder?

It reminds me of a distant old mother's face while I get Shall to fix the slack in my sword belt.

A face that does not resemble my mother (Charles) in front of me.

But the look on my face looks exactly the same.

That's strange.

"We talk about the Ryogs not only from Furn, but also from me. Those guys have been in Wang Du before, and they'll know their minds. Don't worry too much."

That's what my father says and slaps me on the shoulder.

In obtaining territory, he asked me if I could be accompanied by the Ryogs, including Diane and Luke's husband and wife, as a servant in charge of rubber product manufacturing.

They are not the best moves, but Diane, the current housekeeper, is well placed to make a wide variety of products for all elemental magic to use.

Instead of exporting rubber products that compete with their parents, Barkud, they are also allowed to manufacture rubber products independently in the Territory.

But it must be only the will of the servant himself to choose the Lord to serve.

Of course, nowadays it is assumed to be merely a wreck and nothing more than pre-construction.

But pre-construction is important.

In fact, the nobleman who is the master chooses his squire, but he acts as a fine shield and a heirloom treasure knife when he refuses to be forcibly held by a nobleman who is stronger than the master he serves.

That said, in addition to some decent jobs in the village, Diane and the others also have a pretty good salary for two years of service in the King's Capital, so they can go old and die without any difficulty for living in Barkud.

There is no reason to become a nobleman and get the territory of the city or village, and there is no element of trouble in the future without having to be involved in rubber manufacturing from scratch in New Heaven and Earth according to me.

Therefore, it is easier to think about holding them to the extent that if they succeed, they will make money.

If they refuse, they'll pick out the seemingly muscular from among the slaves in hand to hit the manufacture of rubber products, but it'll take me a lot of time to teach them about the manufacture of rubber products from the start, and most importantly, my burden.

My brother and father are also trying to talk to me from them, the Lord of the present and the Lord of my predecessors, because they know that.

Of course, the village of Birkood, which is home to a lot of rubber artisans, would not be so easily troubled if they came out, but it would still lose a lot of fighting power, so I really appreciate it.

"Yeah. But if the Dianes don't like it, don't force them to."

That's all I could say.

"Don't worry about that. Diane and Luke talk a lot about you. If they really don't like you, they're not supposed to say anything about you."

... I hope so.

Well, if I'd spared my goodbyes forever, my fathers would be the wings I'd have to hurry.

This area will be the limit.

Mizuchi lifted Zed and Becky up and let them sit on your podium, and came around the carriage and stood next to me.

"Thank you, Mr. Mizuchi, for this child."

Shull bows his head to Mizuchi as he narrows his eyes and watches it.

"No, I'm the mundane daughter-in-law, but I want to support this guy. Thank you for your continued support."

Mizuchi also bows his head to his mother.

My mother nodded with a smiley expression somewhere, but when she turned to me, she turned away her expression and opened her mouth.

"Al. No, Hon. Alain Gried, Earl of the League. Your Eminence's feat, flying above Barkud, will echo widely in the kingdom. Next year, no one in the kingdom will know anything about you... Besides, you mustn't be hush-hush and proud. It's not the same thing to be arrogant about being tough on your squire or slave. But I see you already know that."

Sudden leopard freaks me out.

My mother has her left hand on the patterned head of the fine sword (Rapier) raised on her hips.

That sword, that's the guy I made you to give me for my birthday.

You're taking care of me...

"Don't behave casually to anyone or him. Your Excellency has become a senior nobleman. Your servants should be well educated on how to behave towards you. Otherwise, other aristocrats who saw it will insult you as not being polite. You don't know where people's eyes are glowing, so be careful."

Mm. It sounds like an inclusiveness when my mother, who was the Duke's grandson, says:

But naturally.

When the king had a lot of mouth against me, it was only when there were only people very close to him.

In Balduk's administration only high-ranking officers were captains of the Knights, captains of the escorts, and more than the great captains, and so much so that during the official sightings at the Royal Palace even the guards were reserved for His Highness Richard, their son.

No, when there were Hei's guards, they seemed to speak properly all the time.

Especially if he usually speaks properly, I don't think anybody makes fun of the king for being "impolite” or anything like that where he talks a lot to me.

Perhaps it's a special service for me, which in a way makes me nervous to know the size of a nani.

From now on, I should always be polite and speak politely to everyone.

Of course we have to let everyone do the same.

Maybe I feel like it's gonna take a lot of time...

I'm not a mountain adventurer anymore.

I can lick it, which means everybody can lick it.

"Okay. Mother, I remember your liver."

"But Your Excellency is a big deal... at that time... take what you said then as a reality..."

My mother jammed her words, spread her hands and hugged me again.

In the raucous sunshine of spring, I feel the warmth twisted in a dried futon, remembering my childhood in my previous life.

... on the floor of a room with edges, on a futon dried by the light of the sun that plugs in.

... lights fitted with two round fluorescent lamps.

...... slab ceilings.

The look on my mother's face for holding me up.

"Watch out for injuries. Whenever it gets hard..."

Once upon a time, before sending me out of Barkud, there was talk of me and the Knights.

Following his eldest son, Farn, his eldest daughter, Miloo. And even my second son, me, reminded me of his reluctance to leave home by joining the Knights.

I walked out of the house knowing that.

Of course, I don't think that's the wrong thing to do.

But what it would have been like to be a mother, Charles.

Even if you join the Knights, you risk going to war and dying.

But he sent me out laughing that he would leave home as an adventurer who would be more likely than the Knights to die on the road than anywhere else, acting alone.

"No, you are no longer Count Riegle... but my son..."

After all, whether I be Earl or King, my mother is my mother, and this is a hard fact to move.

In these savage times, even in a ruthless world, the love of parents is deeper than the sea.

After noon that day, Xenom and Ginger were called to his room by Al.

When I knocked on the door to the room, Claw and Marie almost left the room to replace me.

Al summoned the two to talk to them about the plan to entrust the city of Weed to them and to question their will.

The only other two people in the room that have been called are Al.

"You think I'm the Baron?

"Am I noble......?

Xenom himself expected to become a nobleman.

I thought Al would be part of a senior nobility or one of the nobility ranks attached to it, and if he was a person named Alain Gried, he would.

However, I expected that I would be able to live a comfortable life as a nobleman in the form of a mere presence, not a nobleman with a territory, but a nominee on Al's side or something like your opinion number.

Ginger, by contrast, thought it would be Zenom and Tris, per Carm, who would become aristocrats.

And then, at best, Bell or Lorrick, the three around Vince were in the subtleties, and I thought, if there was a vacancy in the aristocracy, too.

Ginger himself was admitted to entertaining the formal Newman family as a squire of one of them, including Al, and thought he could do well if he could become a housekeeper.

I never dreamed that I would be an honorable lord.

A major factor in these projections is that Zenom and Ginger did not know how many aristocracy places would be vacant when Al occupied the Earl of the League.

Two people listen to Al explain about the city of Weed.

The map is spread out on the desk.

The maps are not very good, but they combine Claw, Marie, and Dark Elves to be as accurate as possible.

It should be noted that the map Al was showing us in the Wang capital is this and fifty hundred steps.

River information is more detailed on state-controlled maps.

There's only a big river on this map.

"The city of Weed is here"

Al pointed around the upper right corner of the widened map.

To the north of the city a small high mountain is depicted, and to the west a small lake appears to exist.

"The population is said to be about eight thousand. There are three main industries. First is the metal ore produced from Mount Weed, just north of the city. It seems that iron can be picked mainly, but precious metals such as gold and silver can also be picked in small quantities. About 20% of the population seems to be digging ore in the mountains as miners. Then farming is done by pulling water from Lake Weed on the side of the city. And then there seem to be a lot of skilled tanneries, and most of the leather products in the area will come together."

Two people nodding at each other as they listen to the explanation.

"But Al. So that means a lot of rough guys? You're worried about security. What's going on with the squire?

Xenom said with a slightly worried face.

"They say there are fifteen remaining squire houses. There is no nobility in it. They are all civilians. Of the fifteen houses, seven have rights in the pit. Six families have farmland. He said the other two were pure auxiliary houses, with no farmland or rights. I think we're going to rely on these two squire families first."

Al explains thrashing without seeing anything.

"The right of the Firefrid family to be lords has only four pits of agricultural land. Of course, there are tax revenues from commercial activities that take place in the city and from each squire."

Al then recommends that Guineh and Kevin be recruited as squire.

In particular, we haven't forgotten to mention that Guine is unlikely to be assigned too many jobs because she has an important job to be Ralpha's playmate and reconnaissance officer.

"Then Ginger. I don't have a squire to follow you. The title will be assisted by Xenom, the baron, as the squire chief, whose income will come from the tax revenues earned by Xenom. You have a lot of work to do, but the main thing is to keep the squire together and keep the city safe and take a solid tax from each squire."

This is a common format in large cities, so Ginger also had predictions.

"If Kevin or Ralpha were here, there wouldn't be a problem with what kind of rough work," she snorted at the words.

"Yeah. Right. In case you don't have enough men, I'll lend you some of my battle slaves for a while.... the rest is your income. (i) Only last year's data, but all tax revenues from agricultural land add up to about Z2 billion. It's 60% tax, so I'll pay 1.2 billion of it. Then the mine has three billion Z. This is a 50% tax, so it will be 1.5 billion. Also, about half of the city's residents are free residents, so four billion Z. is expected as a headcount tax. As usual, it's 60% tax, so Zenom's share is 1.6 billion Z."

Two throats rattled.

"Zenom will earn roughly three and a half billion a year, but we need to get all the slaves from here to plow their farmland, and we need to pay Ginger and Kevin, as well as the rest of our assistant squire. Plus, we're gonna have to pay for all the roads from the city to the pits, water treatment, road construction all over the city. Of course, we don't even know if every squire is cooperative with Zenom. Think it's gonna be a lot of money to get out of here."

Income is likely to be high, but spending is expected to be considerable.

However, it is still possible for nobles to make more of their share in the same income by keeping spending down, such as putting construction behind them.

Not much praise, but that is also the basis of territorial management, and it can be said that it is the taste of aristocracy that can generate surpluses and increase income in that way.

"Now, on these terms, will you take it?

Al says with his hands on a desk with a map of Count Riegle territory spread out.

"... I'll be the nobleman... but Al, are you okay? Something about me... I... betrayed everyone with Hulk..."

Ginger's voice gradually becomes butt blurred.

"I wasn't married. Don't worry about that. I've been acting with you for the past few years and I'm judging. From the results, I purely thought Ginger was the best job. Besides, this is still just my abdominal plan, so I want you to keep it a secret, but in my territory, crime doesn't get tired of my family."

In the Kingdom of Lomberto, if a person below the civilian level commits a crime, those who make a living may also be punished jointly by the criminals. Those who make a living together are, for the most part, family members. Of course, not all crimes are subject to it. It applies especially to serious crimes, such as treason against lords who rule the land. There are also many areas where murder and the like are lighter than criminals but also punishable by the families of criminals. Most of the time, therefore, criminals are unaccompanied or leave their homes alone.

"... thanks. I kind of felt like I could take what I was grabbing on my chest... Xenom, I'll make sure you play the paycheck for that. If this happens, I need to find my husband soon..."

Ginger is completely reddish and excited.

Xenom looks a little sinister on the side of it.

"Let me hear one thing. No, I don't mind if I can't tell you yet. Are there any other barons or quasi-barrows?

Xenom was caring for a future that seemed to have a lot of flavor but also a lot of difficulty.

"No. This time, there's only one vacancy in that class for nobility, and that's only against Xenom"

"... well. But why me? If it was Tris, I'd have strained it."

Zenom asks strangely.

"Hmm... sometimes I thought so at first. But Weed is in the north, even in the realm... and Tris is still young, and I don't think he'll like the enclave in the future. For that matter, the Xenom will have a poor label, but one of these days..."

When he heard Al's words, Xenom understood almost exactly what he was trying to say and nodded.

He's still younger than Zenom, and for that matter, he's going to seal it at the southernmost end of the spectrum.

Because Al will have to say from its geographical location and go south in order to expand the territory, and as a result of that increase in territory, he will sometimes give a new territory as a reward to those who follow him as subordinate.

It will always be an enclave even if it acquires a new territory if its home base is Weed to the north at that time.

Of course, even if the home base isn't Weed, it could all be an enclave due to the state of the invasion and the results of the work, but that would be a long way ahead and wouldn't start worrying now.

There is also Ralpha in the case of Zenom, even if it rewards Zenom.

You can take her for a jazz and leave her with a new territory.

It also looks like it rewarded Xenom, and of course there is no problem if it is taken when it is given to Ralpha.

"I see, you know what? I don't think I can make it any easier yet, but okay. Let's take it."

Al, hearing Xenom's words, smiled at the two of them, "I think the official Count will be after autumn, so until then, just keep it a story about when you're only in your company. Yeah, 'cause I'm gonna talk to Guiney and Kevin first. And then you two will want to talk about it, but you should know about the city of Weed first. Claw and Marie are also watching the city, so you should talk to them first. I think I'm in the room because I'm talking to you two earlier," he said, lowering them.

The two of them leave the room saying, "Let's talk about it quickly".

Next Al went to their room to call Tris and Bell, but it wasn't like going out.

I had no choice but to fly one order to Lorrick's boarding house, a short distance away, and I caught him.

Return to your room and go to Rolic. Show him the map of the Earl of the League territory and ask Al, "Would you like to entrust the village of Rad as Sir?"

Lorrick thought, "Finally here."

As for Lorrick's inner parts, he didn't like being in a position of nobility, let alone responsibility as a lord.

Fio and I, from the time we left our homeland to look around the Kingdom of Lomberto, we were hoping that we could eventually do some business with him there in the big city, naturally speaking.

Before that, I met Surge and freed him from his status as a slave, and went to Balduk as he became.

Of course, there are rumors that I wanted to see the Great Labyrinth.

But learn about the success of the Al Da Killers (Slaters) who hired the surge they freed there.

I have also found out some of Al's income back and forth with the release of Surge, and I tried Balduk's labyrinth with the intention of making some immediate money.

Even the dreamy, big-language man who doesn't even have the experience of a squire, who is caught on the edge of the aristocracy, has achieved so much success that he cheaply assumed that if they were the righteous knights, they wouldn't have to go as far as the boulders to make money there.

And I bought a battle slave because I didn't go with a single string.

I can also be responsible as the master of a slave, more than I have bought.

I have feelings for Sanno and Lutz, who were tempted to go to the labyrinth.

From Lorrick, the reincarnator, I can tell you that both Sanno and Lutz were still young, that they felt powerless for their age, and that it was also the end of their luck that made them worried.

This is what Lorrick looks like. He's got a lot of feelings there.

Attending the adventurer party that was held up with the top team at the time, Sunshine (Sun Ray), because of their sense of confrontation with Al, they were also caught up in a fraud-like rape plot by a couple of leaders of Sunshine (Sun Ray), and Al was able to expose it and manage to recover the damage.

But in doing so, Fio ran off without consulting his best friend, Lorrick.

As Lorrick, I can also understand Fio's feelings.

I guess I was embarrassed enough to get fire out of my face.

I wanted to go with him if I could, but Fio didn't even tell him where he was going, and he ran off leaving only a letter of apology so no one would know where he was going, so when he realized, he didn't even have to follow the trail.

Although it was absorbed as a lower organization of the Killer (Slaters) per Sunlight (Sun Ray) and imposed a tough crusade norm, the reward was enough to satisfy Rolic, who was in less possession.

Also, Lorrick gradually stains Al colors as he makes contact with Al and his people.

As we learn about our experiences in the Knights and our downward struggles as labyrinth adventurers, we are still made to recognise that we need precursors to a decent life.

I feel thankful for Al for letting me earn it, and most importantly, I need to feed Dender and Karim to go. Because I didn't have to, I didn't feel like selling off the slaves I bought because they were gone, and I didn't think I could do that very much given the feeling of being sold.

There is also a desire to do something about Sanno and Lutz, whose emotions have shifted.

And most importantly, I wanted him to make a place for Fio when he got back.

Though he is not the eldest son, he was raw as the eldest son of the Falergers family, one of the great nobles of the Kingdom of Romberto, and he also has considerable knowledge of what he learned in the Knights about territorial management, even if it is not a full-scale object.

Even if he is Al, he will first leave the proper village to a man who looks like a salabred named Rottrick Falergers.

It is not difficult to imagine that if Al's territorial management is successfully carried out, he will eventually be entrusted with the territory.

I have also purchased twenty slaves in anticipation of it.

It was absolutely necessary to increase the number of slaves as a foothold for the opening of the territory, beyond being able to rely now on the home of the runaway parents.

"Mr. Al. Ok. I'll take care of it. But this position, alongside the neighbouring village of Garhe, is too subtle..."

Naturally Al doesn't have the ability to see into other people's minds, so he has no idea what Rolic was thinking like that. Nor has Lorrick ever made a single statement that would make you feel that way.

"Mmm...... That's..."

Al's appearance continued until this evening, taking more time than he had spent hanging on the Zenoms, including Lorrick.