"So we were able to raise roughly the funds for our activities"
When I told him that, His Highness Ethel looked kind of odd.
"............... that sort of thing, that, what. I thought you weren't comfortable with secular greedy activities."
"The only thing you can take lightly is a beggar saint who wakes up in a graveyard or mountain forest."
It's not wrong to keep that away because if money is involved, greed comes out, but it's another thing to despise it and money.
If you're not ready to march around with your wand and cane in your hands, even a cleric shouldn't be cheating on money.
To put it that way, His Highness grinned and nodded.
"I see. Oh, Naruto, speaking of Bagley's Kaoru pottery. It was a little unexpected, but I'm satisfied."
"……… here's the surprise."
"Really?
"... are you all right without an escort, Your Highness?"
"Here, Willie. Don't call me that here. Call me uncle."
"Are you my uncle..."
"Now I am a poor nobleman who walks the capital."
Wearing slightly more qualitative clothes than usual, His Highness hits me on the shoulder with a nickname for affection.
The discomfort made me look kind of strange.
My Royal Highness and I were walking to and from Teardrop Capital (Illiastia) in the morning.
It's off that busy boulevard, with no escorts on the streets or the bluffy streets.
... because His Royal Highness told me to look at the city and walk with patience.
"Well, I usually take a few handymen, though."
"Then why..."
"Walking with you would be pointless. At least if we envisage a raid on a scale that can be carried out in the city"
"Uh..."
When I was assured, I was convinced that was true, too.
As a very reasonable judgment, I have the strength to defend your highness while still being defeated by a few assassins.
In addition, Your Highness is not an amateur either.
Although not so much a master, he is a skilled swordsman who can stagger a knife or two even in raids.
Because it seems familiar and brazen, it won't panic about the situation, and I'm used to moving to make it easier for the escort to protect, although I can tell by walking.
Of course, there's a good chance that I won't be able to protect myself from the boulders if I'm surrounded by fully armed troops or if I'm attacked by a flock of dragons...
That point makes no sense to assume that in the middle of the city in the first place.
- In conclusion, Your Highness has carefully considered his safety.
"You seem to understand. Above all.... Sometimes you're unconscious of your power."
"It's hard to heal around here."
I'm careful, but I figured, "I'm special. Unlike people," the thought seems to lead to chronic hearts and minds and scares me.
Although there may be a sense of previous life, there is also discomfort with moving away from the boundaries of "normal people".
Even if, in fact, you've already gained a lot of strength and honor away from people, it's still hard to feel like a hero.
"Man, man, everyone thinks he is normal.... Neither did I."
"... is that so?
Honestly, I never thought that word would come out of this guy who also seemed to embody the 'noble duty'.
"Come on, I have a young time, too, don't I?... In my case, it's strange that I can't do what I normally can.
Why are you all trying to do something so easy? I can't count the frustrations. "
Saying so, His Highness smiled bitterly and praised his shoulders.
"I'm prone to over-consciousness, when I was a teenager. Everyone suspected that they were making fun of me in the shadows when I was in a position, or even thought I was special when I shook the other way at times.
In retrospect, it became quite unstable, but my brother told me not to. "
"Is this for you?"
"Uhm...." You're not special yourself, you're just my beloved brother. But that brilliant intelligence and courage must be a special gift from the gods. "
…………
"So shall I, too, imitate my brother and say,
Saying so, His Highness smiled.
With a powerful and warm smile.
"... you're special, but not special."
Admittedly, there is something special about my abilities, but my personality is nothing special.
That's what I told him about being a man everywhere, and there's no such thing.
――……
Somehow, I have a lot of people working for this guy.
Even the mighty Bagley temple chief to anyone, I think I've figured out why His Royal Highness has a glance.
And the reason His Royal Highness dedicates himself to His Majesty King Owen.
"So long, it's Willie."
"Yes, I wonder... Um, uncle?
"Uhm."
His Highness nodded heavily,
"Honey bread from that stall.... Doesn't it look delicious?
And he said, his eyes glowing.
I kind of looked weird.
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Freshly baked bread smells different.
It has a fragrant smell of enthusiasm that is multiple times more concentrated when the bag of bagged bread was opened in the previous life.
The sweetness of thick honey that has been sprinkled around in addition to it.
"…… It's delicious."
"Hmm, as expected."
His Royal Highness nodded and paid the stall owner some copper coins and a piece of half-deficient copper coin.
It is not a rare story in this world that even the lowest currency, copper coins, pay half the price, divided into quarters.
It is probably because it is still the time when it is understood that the "value of money" is the "value of precious metals contained in coins".
... Speaking of which, I think I saw a half-deficient Roman silver coin or something in a museum in my previous life, was that what that was about?
Finish eating thinking like that and pray and resume your walk thanking the Mother Earth for her grace.
Is this neighborhood a residential neighborhood or, unlike the boulevards lined with open air, people still travel less often.
"……… but the current price with honey and bread"
"A little high......... no"
That's what I feel like living on the Southern Frontier (Southmark).
As high prices in metropolitan areas have been in previous life, the price of goods in areas where people are dense tends naturally to be considerably higher.
"That's right, as a city price, it's much lower.... You know what, Willie?"
"Grain prices...... and prices? Uncle."
"Uhm."
With that said, His Highness walks out silently.
We're on our way to the street where the shops stand.
Turning around the store coolly - this time, the price of metal products is high.
It doesn't seem very lively either.
... Even though the boulevard is busy, if it goes off the street for some time, is this the situation?
"I wanted to check this area straight away."
…………
His Royal Highness narrows his grey eyes and looks at his thoughts.
"Willie, how far do you understand?
"Uh, right"
Although I was asked in such a way as to help organize my thoughts…
Grain prices are falling.
Prices in general, on the other hand, are on the rise.
Based on the economic knowledge of gas, to consolidate and think about all the information so far, yeah.
"I mean, the South, right?"
With this, Leo will be able to establish himself as the fourth faction in the current three-ways succession war.
"The reality of the Defenders" means "
"The composite of layers that are suffering losses in them. A lot of defensive claims are pre-built."
Confirm this in a short exchange.
There is some confirmation of the part that I had heard beforehand, but this way when I confirm the price of things in town, etc., I get a sense of reality.
Although Pre-Construction interacts as a defense issue... the point is this is an economic struggle.
"It's not just the economy, it's politics. … His predecessor was about to assemble power on the throne"
…………
Correction. Composite issue of political economy.... Yeah, I see it.
Let's sort it out a bit.
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First, his predecessor, Egbert II, was pushing for centralization as a destination for his own governance.
Because this isn't something I could do in ten or twenty years trying to do, maybe I meant a lifetime job.
Cut off the power of local aristocracy to gather power to the king, to create a powerful state system, and thus give it to its descendants.
Yeah, it's easy to understand, as that lifelong dream of a type of man who would be given the title of "King of Resoluteness" after his death.
It was the Southern development that was adopted as a means of doing so.
Send people and things to the South, with a great name that is hard to resist because of the legitimacy of restoring the lost territory of the Fartile kingdom, the loss of land.
... Many households that once dominated the old realm of the South, though, have been cut off, and the essence would be that many would be directly governed.
When it comes to pioneering that begins, first, any pioneering village grows cereals that are the staple food of the day.
And if we can afford to be able to open up to some extent, we will also export cereals for currency acquisition.
Especially in the northern part of the Southern Frontier Continent (Southmark), there is an interest in shipping because it borders the inner sea called the Middle Sea.
As a result, grain from the South is densely populated and the surrounding area alone cannot keep up with food production. It flows into various urban areas, including Teardrop Capital (Iliastia), and the grain collapses in price.
So the problem is the existing grain seller - the local nobleman.
The more rural lords in particular, the more money they earn from cereal exports to urban areas and so on.
Price collapse leads to a decline in their earnings, which in turn leads to a decline in their influence.
It would also be an excuse to develop a group of authorised bureaucrats and so on if we were to have another large-scale development.
It can be accompanied by taxes, allocation of services, etc., which can also be burdened by local aristocracy to shred its power.
To cope with the unexpected in the enclave, we may be able to claim a highly responsive standing army - for God's sake.
Well done.
That way, it will take decades to boost the royal economy, unite loyal bureaucrats and armies in the center, and the kingdom of Fur Tile will become a clearer and stronger country where power is located.
... I see His Majesty the Predecessor, in addition to his ability to paint future pictorial surfaces, was quite a brilliant man with his arms that could be pushed forcefully to do so.
It's just that he died suddenly from a stroke.
Considering this far, the possibility of assassination also floats, but with or without the thought of someone, His Majesty the Predecessor falls anyway - and what remains is a halfway through the pioneering state of the South.
If the predecessor had done it with his rigid arms, the local forces would have already taken a breath of bug.
They would no longer be able to resist, even if they were replaced by the current king, King Taru Owen.
But the fall of his predecessor, Egbert II, was only halfway down the road.
Local aristocrats, who are cornered economically and politically and who also eat a thrust from below, begin to criticize this as an opportune opportunity for a policy shift from centralised routes and the development of the South.
But it's hard to get a lot of endorsement in "disagree because we are politically and economically disadvantaged".
So around the current Uncle Dagger, Grantri, who was opposed to "defensive concerns," he said, "what about the dangerous and anxious development of the South?"
Or like, "Southern enclaves, isn't that the seed of rebellion" in the form of scandals of things that can't be taboo?
When the court begins to rub it, the merchants are also alert.
If we also see the likelihood of a sudden setback in Southern development, we have to refrain from moving.
Inevitably, commercial movements will slow down and, of course, prices will be higher - higher will have an impact on citizens' lives.
In that case, there is also a hand that directs the spearhead of citizens' anger against Southern exploration.
Here's the thing: "Price volatility is a bad way to pioneer the South. If we use more of the national wealth that we are entering into pioneering into our existing territory, we will manage (...) various problems".
... Although, of course, it is common for this ear to not necessarily have a specific proposal for a comfortable "somehow".
It's been a long thought, but I mean, the Defender...
People who are stating defensive concerns in a real sense.
local forces concerned about the disadvantages caused by Southern development.
Nobility with doubts and vigilance for His Highness Ethel.
downstream to midstream citizens dissatisfied with all the confusion that comes from political instability and their allies or fans.
It's a complex around. That's why.
And of course, "pioneering" isn't a single rock with equally complex members.
There must be a lot of things like wanting more posts, wanting to expand the market, wanting a one-shot reversal, wanting to continue that policy in love with my predecessor.
What's more, it's the opposite faction emotionally and positionally, but the faction over here in relation to political opponents and other affiliations - even people like that would be in both valves.
"Did you understand the current situation?
"I understand, but..."
Wherever you stick your money in this, where you boast of violence, and where you make sincere discussions, you solve it - even if you don't, you have eyes that fall in the right direction.
I mean, what's working?
Even though the approximate structure is understandable, it is refreshing to know where to pull and loosen the rope, as if it were a rope that is intricately entangled.
"It's just as big as I can understand - it'll be pretty awesome, this mess. Thanks to you, these days it's the end of showing up in the capital even to thieves who are trespassers."
"Prostitute?"
"Oh. There are a lot of rumours that he's a skilled swordsman who leaves his mark, but he's extreme. - Everything, they fly in the sky."
"Ha..."
If politics is confused, order will also be disturbed.
It feels pretty good………….
Nevertheless, it is not so much terminal yet.
If I find a proper drop point and adjust it, I feel like I can handle it.
Well, I can't even think about what that dropping place looks like.
"………… How do you drop it? Uncle."
"Hahaha. Willie, can't you read this on the boulder? I have a few abdominal proposals, but they are simple and powerful..."
And that's when I tried to hear it from His Highness.
"Skywalker is out!" He's got a gold loan on West "Sun Clock Street"!
And so on, I heard a scream.
Citizens across the street let their voices shine, oh, and begin to go out to the wild horses one after the other.
I thought the boulder was a tremendous city.
"Ugh."
And His Highness let his eyes shine.
I looked strange again. [M]
Politics to factions, duels to nightclubs, bandits flying to luxury whores. - The capital is not really boring.