Price of Management

“Put out a notice on the territory. All wagons in the territory will be collected for two to three weeks. ”

Baron Kunt's Grand Duke Arthur Kunt summoned all the officials of the territory.

Arthur was in fact the lord of all power from his father, Baron Basque Kunt.

“And Lord Casto. ”

“Yes, Grand Duke. ”

A knight in his early 40s, Dylan Castor, walks out and prostrates himself. Dylan, who is over 180 centimeters tall and shoulders tall, is a noble knight who has served the Baron Kunt for 20 years.

“I leave 100 soldiers in command to you. Take all the wagons and bring 40,000 Sacks of Wheat from Prince Houdini. ”

“Yes.”

After the instructions were completed, the officials moved quickly.

“Phew.”

Arthur sits alone in the Oval Office sighing. I can't believe how much work he's done. When I thought of my father who was practicing swordplay comfortably, I felt heavy inside.

Baron Kunt has three sons.

Arthur, Rick, Caroc.

The first thing that stood out was the second Rick Kunt, three years younger than Arthur.

Rick extinguishes all of Arthur's unfamiliar swordsmanship at the age of 10. At that young age, I was amazed at my father and his wives, watching Rick spread his swordplay all over the place.

Arthur was greatly frustrated after his younger brother, but soon he had to accept the reality.

‘Yes. I knew I had no talent for swordsmanship. Baron Kunt is an authentic knight family, and Rick is the successor of his father. ’

From then on, Arthur decided not to spend much time and passion on sword skills that did not fit him well.

Instead, I began to help my father with the idea of helping the family to suit the identity of the Grand Duke.

Arthur stood out, however, in a completely unexpected field.

Not only their administrative skills, but also their calmness to tolerating and caring about people's minds. He began to reveal the talents of rulers.

Family swordsmanship is second, Rick, and power is first, Arthur.

Both father and the deceased were in trouble because they were the right timber for the next successor. If we don't select one and confirm him as our successor, we may have a fight later.

But the concern ended freshly.

"To Baron Basque Kunt.

I'm familiar with the reputation of the Lord of the South, with his bravery and his mighty sword. It's also very interesting to hear that the next one is talented because he resembles you.

Although I am lacking, I am nurturing my progeny for the future of the Kingdom of Leaden, and if I may, I would like to make you my next disciple.

― Duke Krailmut.

Duke Krail Meutt!

The only error master in the Kingdom of Leaden. Despite its well-known skills, it was also admired for its frugal and honorable character as the best knight on the entire continent.

He is a change bag for the Kingdom of Leaden and ruled the borders adjacent to the Horn Empire to the west. Only a hundred disciples under the command. Everyone who wanted to use the sword went to Duke Meutt and asked him for a lesson. That's why the Duke of Meutt called it the Temple of knight.

Rumor has it Duke Meutt is the reason the Horn Empire, a powerful military empire, has left the lesser kingdom of Leaden to chance.

Duke Meutt was such a great knight.

I packed up some money and gifts and even begged Duke Meutt to teach me a few tricks, and sent a letter saying Duke Meutt himself wanted to become a disciple.

How glorious is this? Of course, I had to pack my things and run.

However, there was a disadvantage that if you leave to become Duke Meutt's disciple, you will be far from the family heir. Baron Basque Kunt and the Gazins were conflicted about what to do.

But the conflict ended in vain. Rick came and told us what he meant.

“Duke Meutt, the great knight, summons me, and of course I must go and be taught. The family deserves a succession from Arthur the Grand Duke. What are you worrying about? ”

Baron Kunt and his goons became numb.

I did.

Rick looks just like his father, Baron Kunt. He was the owner of a hairy personality who didn't want to care about anything other than sword.

In the beginning, I didn't even care about the next house, but I was worried about other people.

Arthur disagreed.

“We are an authentic knight family, obligated to preserve and advance the swordsmanship of our family, which will continue for generations to come. I lack the ability to inherit the sword of my family to my son. ”

“Ah, Arthur, too. Then give birth to your son and send some to me. I'll teach him well and send him back. So that's it?”

“... Uh, yes. That's fine... ”

“So I'm going? Duke Meutt's disciple, Nice! Yay! This is a dream! ”

As Rick packs up and leaves, everyone looks at him with a frown.

At the end of the Feast of Weeks, Arthur was established as the household of the next Baron Kunt.

After going through that process, Arthur understood Caroc's feelings better than anyone else.

Even arthur, who is not talented, was able to learn the error and became the senior user.

But Caroc can't even feel himself coming.

Moreover, since you have no talent for magic, and you have no authority over identity, how much sense of self-esteem can you feel?

I couldn't find my place in the family, so I could easily guess Caroc's suffering as I was about to wander off.

It was because he was nicer to Carroc than anyone else and took care of him. But…….

Did I say, "Am I coming too far?" ’

Arthur has recently had a meeting about his generosity towards Caroc.

How did you manage to carry 40,000 sacks of wheat, as well as storage? It's too big for my brother to stand alone.

Arthur was looking at the map of the territory and was wondering where to store 40,000 wheat sacks.

Up to 30,000 sacks can be accommodated in the inner armory. The other 10,000 are the problem... I have to make a new armory. ’

Eventually, he wrote a plan to set up a military arsenal in the right location. And on the paperwork, a family seal (the father should have) was placed and pushed to the custodians.

The work is not done. I had to organize my troops in preparation for monster subjugation, and I had to make sure that the taxes I had collected had been cleared up correctly and execute the tax collectors for misconduct.

Just as Arthur was busy working, the family knight, Sir Dylan Castor, came in.

“100 troops and 63 wagons are ready. Let's get going.”

“Thank you, Lord Casto. ”

“Yes. And……. ”

“What else? ”

“I borrowed a wagon that Prince Caroc wanted to use. ”

Thanks to Caroc, Arthur was in the middle of something, and his mind boiled.

“It's a conscription. Use it and return it. ”

“Yes.”

Lord Castor leaves, and Arthur decides to clench his fist.

"Caroc, this guy! Let's see if the business fails. Die under me for the rest of my life! I'll let you work! ’

* * *

Tickle, tickle.

An old wagon drawn by an old horse makes a commotion.

Four people ride on the wagon, including me, but the old horse doesn't struggle but just moves steadily.

What the hell are they doing?

Sit with your back straight and hands on your knees, breathing Dean and Lex. Repeat Slow Inhale and Exhale. The more I repeated my breathing, the more my stomach moved, not my chest with lungs.

Isn't that like Aura breathing?

Why are those two doing what only knights deal in error...? No way.

After a while, Dean and Lex open their eyes. Dean smiled and explained to me, looking at me curiously.

“The error bracing is correct. ”

“You were the one who came? ”

Surprised by my question, Dean shakes his head.

“No way. I just learned that. I have been instructed by a user mercenary to do a week of error brewing and error control. I only learned it for a week, and it cost me 50 Redinas per person. ”

“I've been a good mercenary all this time, so why come all the way here to pay the bills? ”

“Rex and I decided to join the mercenary industry for the rest of our lives after our troubles. And I decided to learn how to do it, how to do it, and I decided to polish it. I'm already too old to fight with errors... …. ”

Oh, I see.

I saw them again, those two. I'm thinking about getting tutored for 50 Redinas per person. In the case of ordinary mercenaries, I don't even dream of error.

It was wise to dare to invest money and choose continuous progress.

“Too late! If you work hard, you can at least be more than just a senior user. You know, training is in its infancy, but I've held the spear my whole life, so maybe it'll end up in Expert in no time. ”

“Thank you."

Dean and Lex were shy, but they seemed pleased with my encouragement.

That's right. For a week Dean and Lex made their own arrangements for their mistakes, buying steel spears, and so on.

I trained in aesthetics, and with a Troll Leather jacket, I was able to defend myself.

And what about our sheath?

“What has Sis been preparing for a week? ”

Because Sis is cute, she keeps saying the same thing to Noam without even knowing it.

Sis has no answer. However, I took out a thick book crumbling out of my bag.