Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

12/10/7449

"I'm ready. You can leave at any time."

An official came and reported to Mizuchi and the two of them in the administrative office, looking at the paperwork and telling them that it wasn't, uh, it wasn't.

Is the time now around 10: 00 a.m.?

"Mm, good luck. Then I'll look a little."

Lift your hips off the chair as you reply.

For this reason, the official's report is that supplies are ready for the Knights of the Kingdom stationed on the Dart Plains.

The Knights of the Kingdom stationed in my territory add up to about a thousand. In addition to this, the Knights of the Township of another territory are stationed for free on orders from the state, except for food support, and that one has about 200 people in total.

As a cost of garrison of the Knights of the Kingdom, the payment of an advance to the Kingdom in the name of security costs shall naturally be paid. But when I pay for it, I bring food, medicines, clothing, and other consumables in kind, which is a waste of time, of course. Well, I don't have to do the designated month twice a year because there is also the problem of maintaining the long-distance supply training of the Fourth Knights of the Kingdom, which manages the military supply network.

"Go away"

Mizuchi said as he scratched his head with his pen butt.

Me and Mizuchi have each accompanied the Knights once before the summer to supply their garrisons, and have completed the face-to-face passage to the Force Leaders stationed throughout the Dart Plains.

Therefore, there is no need for me to take command of the troops that will deliver the supplies we are leaving today. The role is entrusted to Sir Valute, Deputy Knights Commander of the Knights of the Counts of Leagues.

At this time of year, the harvest of wheat is over and the situation is very soft for me to pay taxes.

In the meantime, Sir Value did all the scheduling for the valuable carriages held (by me) by the Knights, such as convenient carriage convoys to the village of Midora, which serves as a staging base for supplies, and on the way home they come loaded with tax-paying wheat bags.

Honestly, it is very helpful to be entrusted with these plain scheduling and directing training etc. Also, regardless of the ruling, I and Mizuchi are thankful to be able to throw Claw and Marie away about the practical handling of the affairs.

Let the Ser say, "We've got eight more big, high-performance carriages at once. You don't have to worry too much either. Thankfully," he quickly filled the sheer blank paper with a schedule full of line tables with accustomed manuals who have been doing this work for years.

Four large, six-headed carriages made in Balduk stop in the square in front of the administration, and the carrier is loaded with supplies.

It was natural, but remarkable, that Sir Value was standing up on one of the podiums and giving a lesson to the Cavaliers who accompanied him as escorts and lords.

Looking around, it looks like a couple of former Purgatory Flames (Gehenna Flair) Dwarves are also mixed. I guess I'll get used to watching the carriage soon.

When the Ser admitted to my appearance, he cut up the lesson early and got off the carrier and knelt before me.

The Knights who saw him behave also kneel down and drool their heads at the same time.

"Captain, we're ready to supply the Royal Army. We will now depart for the village of Midora."

Saying so, Sir stood up and held his sword, saluting him.

Normally, I'll give you a lesson here as well, but I have a couple of verdict cases waiting for me this morning that they want me to process.

I don't want to take too long.

Let's leave no warning.

"Uhm.... oh, the caravan that went to Gal last week was attacked by demons, isn't it? Be careful and go."

I replied, nodding to Eagle Deep.

Horribly, on average in my West Dart region, especially in the Dart Plains, this happens very frequently, about once a month or so. Sometimes it occurs less frequently but in succession without a few days.

Conversely, a burglar raid does not occur first within the plains, and for the last few decades, there has been no record. That's why there's no place in the plains where a bunch of bandits can lay their foundations. I guess it's because where I tried hard to build it, it would feed the demons.

Because of this, the caravan in question is a small chamber of commerce with a Weed-based license number three, but it seems that the fact that he had hired a precise escort was successful and did not cause any damage to the luggage.

Therefore, pedestrians also need to hire more escorts, so the price of necessities that are impossible to provide for themselves in villages in the plains is two to three times the normal price.

I want to do it quickly through the railroad.

That would eliminate the need for pedestrians to hire escorts as well.

Naturally, I'll take the fare, but it should be less expensive than the cost of tailoring a carriage in front of me and hiring a bunch of escorts (for example, I'm going to make it within 100,000 Z. one way from Weed to Gull).

Travel times will be overwhelmingly fast.

"Ha. It's them too for that..."

Sir replies with a thin grin and a sword.

I see.

With that said, Claw and Marie were bound to accompany the replenishment until those Dwarves arrived. I guess the Ser was also willing to let knights and squire learn how to fight monsters efficiently with the Ser.

I dropped off the supply unit's departure before heading back to the government building.

Hmm? The work of an escort adventurer?

Of course it's gone.

It will definitely decrease if you overstate that it will be gone.

At least escorts and deliveries will be subject to cost cuts first.

If you're unhappy, you can just go to another land or petition your lord and look for another job.

For example, if you get serious about looking for a convoy railroad escort, or a railroad maintenance and inspection personnel escort, that's a lot of stuff coming out, right?

I mean, I actually worked as an adventurer, but generally speaking, adventurers aren't the first thing I'm busy with. If you say so, it's a little better than city dandelions (yakuza) or gorotsuki, well, you could say something similar.

There are, of course, exceptions.

I didn't interact directly, but there were plenty of exceptions for adventurers working in Keel, Balduk, Lombertier, etc.

Most of the time, such people often live in one land. Some of them have boarding houses or have decent homes.

If you're just quietly taking on the right job and making money, there's nothing to complain about, and as I said earlier, I know some people are like that right now.

I don't know the details, but I guess Xenom or something was such an exception?

But I'm pretty sure there are people who can't afford to end up with some.

With the exception of a handful of sleepless guys and runaways, he's not busy first.

When I miss my nostalgia, I ask for a job appropriately, and so when the small money comes in, I swallow alcohol and roll a camel or buy a woman or a man. No problem so far. But for the most part, it's a quick fight to get tangled up with other customers in a tavern or something of poor quality.

I know it well, Ralpha...... well no, I rarely sold fights from myself.

Sometimes a less territorial streamer even cuttlefish and steals without fear of local yakuza, and the guy who tries to eat and drink without money goes on and on. Especially since most stores pay in advance, they rarely succeed.

Sometimes when a good job occurs, it develops from job snatching among peers, and thanks to this, the Knights struggle to maintain law and order.

So much so that if you put yourself in the position of an exchanger, you even think that all such adventurers should disappear.

Afternoon.

It's after 16: 00 that it's time to start getting dark.

The Knights, who lacked a deputy commander, left it to Mizuchi. I was fighting the paperwork alone in the clerk's office, but I put my face up to the sound of a knock.

"Get in."

A young official tells the visitor.

I hear Ralpha and Guine are back from Zondir.

I've decided to cut to work here today.

The two of them who came into the office began to spread the map there as well as greetings.

"Looks like you were reporting about four percent smaller."

The nose is also rough, Ralpha says.

"It looks like there are no hidden fields, and you won't be able to measure them accurately... so I think maybe four percent is an error..."

Guine is clapping her shoulders like she told him to.

Honestly, I think so, too.

"Thank you for everything. So, how about the tracks?

"Not many good places to bridge the river... still narrowed down the candidates, but they're all a little east of the streets right now"

say as Guineh points to the map.

I'd actually like to go and see it, but if I built it with a big stone slab or something, it wouldn't make much difference anywhere.

"Right. I don't really want to make curves, so I guess this area looks good..."

Ralpha, who heard me talking to herself, is nodding hum even though she probably doesn't get it.

That's right, and don't really rely on Guine's ability to make maps.

"... yeah. This map will help. By the way, don't ask for Hash Village next time. As far as Mead Village is concerned, should we look at the survey schedule for a week?

To the west of Beglitz, the only Hash village in the territory facing the sea also wants to lay a carriage railway as soon as possible for the transport of seafood and other goods.

It's never because I want to eat sashimi.

It's not because I think I'll ever be able to go fishing on a day trip.

"Right. But I'm off tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah. I need to rest."

"That's okay."

Oh, if you say so.

"I'm sorry we couldn't have dinner together before this. Why don't you go to the chicken restaurant?

Ralpha nimmarized.

"Of course..."

You've got nasty eyes, you.

"Oh, you can drink and eat as much as you like."

I don't know what to say because I don't have a proper tester, but diodes can also make an object called "This is" with considerable accuracy of 10 percent yield (laughs), so you can drink and fall asleep today.