Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

March 26, 7450.

When I finished breakfast and went back to the Vince Pavilion, Claw and Marie were here.

Exchange morning greetings and communicate your plans starting today.

"... so come back to Keel by next Tuesday"

To the village of Bafk we must take the streets stretching from Keir to the northwest.

Keel tells me it's about 120 square meters a way, and it usually takes a full three days.

but there's a breezy hoof, Breeze Horseshoe, so if you're curious about that, a short break along the way would be enough for four hours.

Most of the road will go off the regular streets, so there will be encounters with monsters, but monsters that can keep up with them that can keep moving at 40 km/h are not good.

Horned bears. Wolves are more than likely to speed instantaneously, but the duration is about 10 seconds at best.

Scary is about the horn bear growl, but it would be extremely unlikely to be used on just two heads nevertheless.

In case it's a fight, I think they can win a white soldier fight.

Well, if you can land intact without falling horses even if you roar, you also need the condition, but if you're worried about that, you can't move around the Jindal Peninsula in the first place.

"Okay. I'll definitely be back at the Vince Pavilion next Tuesday."

"Take care, Captain."

When they said that, they went back to talk with some pleasure.

I dropped it off. I'm headed to the administration with the officials.

"I've already spoken to His Excellency the Marquis, so if you do, hold a meeting with this official about the nobles and squire who will be accepting next Monday."

"Ha. To what extent do you have information about the cities and villages you accept…"

"Oh, I guess. To a lesser extent, we don't know the details about the Dart region east of the Midwest, and we don't know the truth. As far as I know right now, I don't mind offering it as far as I know if they want it. Whatever it is, I won't decide anything at this meeting. To create a general list and make it into future materials."

Copy that, sir.

I arrived at the administration while I managed to talk about something like that.

Once again thank and greet the Marquis of Webdos, who picked him up, and pass him to the conference room where he was prepared.

A brief explanation was given by the Marquis as to the spirit of this meeting, and then the conference room was followed by the Marquis when he left the rest to the people in the field.

"Well, my lord. Thank you for your meeting."

Carefully bow your head to the Marquis at the doorstep of the administration.

"Yes. First we will make a list, and we will also explain it to each lord based on that list. We'll get back to you as soon as we can with this request…"

The Marquis was no better than me, and he bowed his head carefully.

How we looked like that would have been well in the eyes of some of us.

Returning to the Vince Pavilion, the battle slaves were fully prepared and waiting.

My Uranus is also pulled out and my horse is attached.

"I'm gonna get dressed, just give me a few more minutes."

Keep the slaves waiting and I'll hurry back to my room to get dressed.

The superior clothes I had ever worn were carefully folded and placed in bags.

Store this in a Ulanus saddlebag as you take it all the way to Barkud.

And open the mouth of the bag I brought from the house and check inside.

There are many small iron plates inside with small holes, seemingly uncharacterized.

It's a souvenir.

Well, we're ready.

Suppose we go?

When the red-dyed sunlight at dusk began to create long shadows on the ground.

We reached just a few points away from Barkud's farmland.

Along the way, I saw several groups of goblins and hobgoblins, but when I saw this one as the five horsemen, everything just escaped, so no battle occurred.

Slaves who were initially excited about the speed of horses running to fly, but have long since stopped pounding their mouths in vain.

Anyway, it has been running at 40 km/h since the morning.

Leaving Keel before 9am, the time now is a little past sixteen.

From Keel to Barkud, according to the map of Guineh, there are not many 230 kilometers along the road.

The road surface is bad, and it's supposed to take more than a week.

Of course, the itinerary itself would be a little shorter because we're also making shortcuts along the way.

Nevertheless, this is what happens to everyone if you let them run the military horse at full speed for an entire day with only a few pinches of rest.

You're a lot more tired than a carriage.

I am also quite tired and coated with sweat and dust.

But I am the grand aristocrat who plans to be the Marquis.

You can't face your hometown with dirty clothes running through the woods and trees at a high speed.

Get dressed up here.

Anyway, my first return home since the Count told me.

Because it adorns my hometown with brocade, I have a dress that I deserve.

Just as a swan gracefully advancing down the water is desperately moving his legs beneath the water, he has to dress up just in the visible areas.

I tried to say something like that, but they're all so dirty that it's normal to change.

It's still the cold skies of March, but the slaves also let them bare once and pour hot water from their heads to remove sweat and dirt before letting them change into quite a bit of clothing and brush lightly on the horses as well.

Limby looked unhappy, but I don't know that, and I'm not interested.

Ruby, Jess, Marl, and I sweated in the shower without waving aside to prove it, and when I let it dry, I was in a hurry to get dressed.

And I hang magic on the contents of a souvenir bag.

Naturally, it's the magic of metal glazing (glass steel).

Yeah. Souvenirs are the blue dragon scales I knocked down the other day.

Before, when I did the shadow dragon scales on Zed and Becky, my brother looked at them with the kind of eyes he seemed to want, so he's got quite a few ready this time, hasn't he?

Just like last time, the majority of small scales are arranged like cherry blossoms with a diameter of about one centimeter, but only my brother has a large one with a diameter of about three centimeters.

Yeah, naturally, but there are other souvenirs.

It's a dry noodle that's finally approaching its finished shape.

This time I have divided it into everyone's luggage and brought 40kg as well.

Everything was ready, so when we all rode back on again, we walked out towards the village.

It's already starting to get rapidly dark around here.

Farmers are rarely seen in the cultivated land that extends to the south of the village, but only those who carry cleaned up agricultural tools and take up household roads.

You made us look farsighted and understood that we looked aristocratic, and I see you rushing to bow your head on the spot.

Nobles are nobles, but you are all familiar with Al.

We go for the house with the footsteps of Pokupok on the road that runs through the middle of the cultivated land.

Finally, it plugged into the heart of the village, around a relatively dense area of houses.

When it comes to the center, the extent to which a few houses are lined up... that's quite an increase, dude.

Besides, is that a stables!?

There are several more buildings that look like new houses and stables.

No, buildings that should have been old have also seen signs of major repairs, and some things seem to have been rebuilt.

... something that would change if it did.

And it caught the attention of those who noticed around here.

"... Ah, Dear Al!?"

"Huh!? True, Master Al! Welcome home!

Is that Radan and Thomasun?

They are the servants of the Elves, the slaves of the Eklotalon family where Mickens is the head of the family.

"Hey, how are you?

When I grinned and spoke, more and more people gathered.

"He said he's become an Earl, and congratulations!

"It was. And excuse me!

"Take the knight with you..."

Uh-huh! This is it, this is it!

My face loosens more welcoming than the last time I went home with Mizuchi.

But make way for me.

You can't make it to us with this, can you?

Ruby and Jess are also rude but only sending sharp gazes at the villagers and their surroundings who speak intimately, but with a slight red tide and swollen noses.

Especially since there's no such thing as reaching for a spear as being included with me in advance.

I have to protect your husband, who is eligible for escort, but this is where he comes from.

Plus, I'm glad they called me a knight.

"Guys, I'm sorry, but it's time to clear the way. I want to say hello to you and your father."

When I said that, he opened up and drowned his head all together.

I walk out toward the house willingly, but my face tightens as I shrink from the house.

By the time we arrived at the gate of the house, there were no shards left in the loose.

Get off the horse with a tough face and look around.

Beginning with the mother house, the house and other buildings appear to have changed little since the last time I came here.

I should have made quite a bit of money by now...

All the battle slaves came down from their horses, too, packing their distance from me.

... Left knee on the ground while holding the reins in your right hand and stand on your right knee.

Left fist stood to grip and poke the ground.

The slaves got the same attitude as me.

Make sure of that, breathe in thoughtfully, and you will speak out of your belly like a yell.

"Lord Barkud Village, His Excellency Fanstern Gried! I have a favor to ask of you, and my brother Alain is here! Please meet me!

Wait, without breaking your posture.

Soon I can see that someone came out with the sound of the mother house door opening.

But he still didn't raise his face and kept staring at the ground.

"Master Al?

"Al?"

There are two voices.

Is it your mother who hasn't honored you?

"Al?

This is my brother's voice.

"Yes. It's Alain. Sudden visit to your busy schedule, sorry to bother you, but tell my story…"

"Dinner starts now, and sometimes people yell, so if you think it's someone, it's you."

"Ha. I apologize for the inconvenience..."

"Whoa, how fearful is His Excellency when he's a Sir? Just stand up... No, please stand up."

He noticed something was wrong with me, and my brother changed his tone from the middle of nowhere.

But you can't stand up now.

"No, I want to talk to you first."

……

My brother, too, my mother and someone who would be standing with me - I just remembered, but it would be my maid Parsha - would also remain silent.

I interpret it as over, and I carry on the word.

"Lord Gried. I really need to ask you a favor. Please give me a family of servants in the village of Barkud."

"Huh?

My brother didn't think of it, and I raised my voice, but considering what I was saying, I couldn't help it.

"Regardless of the fact that I just received the Ryog family as a squire the other day, and this kind of favor, I sincerely sweat face...... please"

".................. ok. Please show your face."

"Ha"

Here I finally looked up and put my brother's lower body in my sight.

"I will do something about His Excellency the Count's request..."

"Oh, thank you!

It's a little surprising they didn't even ask me why, but I was thankful for that concern.

"Please stand."

"Yes."

When I stood up and looked at my brother's face, he looked a little difficult.

He came all of a sudden without even contacting me. Yeah, I rarely even see my brother speaking out of fear of other people's behavior and not clapping.

"Musa, this is a painful mansion. Please come in. Let's make a candidate. And I'll take you... I'll hear your wish, okay?

You realize I've smiled, and my brother's tone and attitude are all that matters.

"... yeah. Sorry, surprise me."

But I also have a sense that you're doing me an unscrupulous favor, and if you try it on me, it was a necessary ritual.

I asked you to bow your head and listen to your reply before I gave you a souvenir or said that the territory was going to be huge and marquis.

I was thinking that if I put it in the same way as I do now, my brother would respond as a nobleman.

"Parsha, lead them to Flintgate and Donneol. Then you can go home today."

When my brother chose a squire to be my battle slaves' inn, he ordered the maid to guide him that far.

"Thank you. That'll help."

"Yeah. Okay, so connect the horses and get in the house. You're gonna let me know more, aren't you?

"Oh, is that the best you can do? Oh, Mother, I'm home."

My mother, who looked subtle when I stood up, also had a relieved smile.

When I entered the living room and the concurrent dining room, my father and Sister-in-law Shani, plus Zed and Becky, were at the table.

Speaking of which, when I was outside, I overlooked the light I was used to seeing because it was leaking, but I notice the dining room was somewhat brighter than it was in my memory.

The light demon props were lit!

The house is intact, but the standard of living is certainly improving!

Because of this, it seems to have been a little before the meal, and the table is served halfway.

It should be noted that my mother did not enter the dining room with us, but headed towards the kitchen.

"Parsha's already sent me home today, Shani, so get ready"

That's what I said. I told my sister-in-law to take over the meal. Sneak a peek in my face from behind my brother.

Because he yelled at me with that voice, he seemed to know I was here, and my father, who saw my face, nodded slowly.

"I'm home."

"Oh, welcome home. Are you alone? Isn't Mr. Mizuchi with you?

"Mmm, sort of. I'm all alone this time."

"That's good, but what the hell is going on?

"Yeah. I'm sorry for making such a scene. I'll talk to you when my sister-in-law gets back."

I'm the one who answers that, but I'm only a little brave to see my sister-in-law's face.

'Cause just before family reunion time started, my brother-in-law suddenly showed up and yelled.

Naturally, you wouldn't be preparing for that amount of dinner, and even though you used to live with me and adore me, you could say that if I left you for years, I was almost close to others already.

That's not annoying.

Still, when my sister-in-law returns from the kitchen, I have to squeeze my courage and speak up.

Tell Zed and Becky, "It's been a while, dude. How have you been?" Or wait for your sister-in-law as she speaks.

But my sister-in-law is neglected, and my mother doesn't come back inside.

"Hey, Shani. Hey, what's up?

My brother called out to the kitchen.

"Wait a little longer."

My sister-in-law replies. I can't feel that voice annoying or annoying. I was a little upset.

"... Becky, help me carry it!

"Yes."

My sister-in-law called me and Becky ran out of the living room.

"This, you don't run!

"I'm sorry."

"Don't let it go away."

Becky came back with the pan on the wooden pot laying.

The contents were wheat porridge (polidge) when I glanced inside on the way.

But they're a little more luxurious than they were when I was at home, and they don't seem to be vegan polidges.

It's a mixture of eggs and bacon-like things.

"Zed, don't get upset and bring your uncle's chair... I don't care"

My brother can tell Zed to get my chair.

My mother came in with several layers of potatoes and spoons, but as soon as I put them on the table, she said, "Becky, bring me some soup, too," and went back to the kitchen.

Becky is running to the kitchen again and her sister-in-law is scolding her.

While doing so, the table was lined with grilled white hairy deer cut in addition to a pot of soup and polidge.

My sister-in-law would have cut the roasted meat apart.

Today is lavish...... no, should we consider this to be the usual table?

Anyway, now we're all at the table.

"Um... Sister-in-law Shani. Well, I'm sorry to be back so suddenly."

What if the reply was a cold voice?

I'm an Earl, too, and my sister-in-law from the Marquis of Webdos would be really worried in case she knew she couldn't handle it like that.

"What are you talking about? This is your home too, so don't hesitate."

Again, my sister-in-law replied in a warm voice, smiling.

"Yes......"

Horrible...... and understood what the hell I was anxious about.

In short, unlike the others, I didn't want my sister-in-law to hate me, that's all.

"Um, just one word before dinner"

I have a few things to say, but anyway, this is it first.

Everyone paid attention to me again.

"Uh, Mizuchi's pregnant"

"What? Is that true?!?"

The table is wrapped in cheer as my father skinned screaming for pleasure.

"Oh, good for you."

My mother weeps,

"Congratulations! Now you're my father too!

My brother is going to pick up the booze.

And

"Zed, Becky. You can have a cousin!

My sister-in-law was also happy to hold Zed and Becky sitting next to each other.

Zed and Becky finally seem to understand why Mizuchi isn't here.

Do something. "Where's Mr. Mizuchi?" "Why aren't you here? 'Cause I couldn't tell you exactly why when you asked me.

"Ha. Look at this, it's Umlitz! We're finally gonna open this guy up!

My brother came back with a liquor bottle.

Because of this, Um Rites is the name of a fancy liquor maker as famous as I know it.

I hate Xenom because it makes high quality distilled liquor outside Wang Du, but because it has a potato base and is characterised by a unique aroma. But Ralpha and Guine don't have eyes for yam shochu here.

And the meal began in a lively atmosphere.