Price of Management

“ ……. ”

“Or you can pay for the 40,000 sacks of wheat and the military lease. ”

“Leave it to me, brother. I wanted to dig like crazy. ”

From that day on, I abandoned everything else and only dug the ground.

Arthur sent two administrators to our council and also lent me the fine horses that my father rode.

A strong, big white horse. That's what my father used to say on the battlefield, slit the throat of Earl Rita. I meant to take this and go to the ground quickly.

Thanks to this, I woke up in the morning and washed, ate, and took the lunch box I had ordered from Max and rode off to dig.

I called in gnomes and started digging groundwater. I dug about 150 meters a day.

Brother Arthur mobilized all the men aged 15 years and under 40 years to dig canals.

Farming takes life and death in the territory. Territorial citizens were shoveled to death.

To encourage such territory, Arthur promoted that "the spirit master, Karoc Kunt, will bring you water." Even his father shoveled with an error in shoveling.

Not to mention the Knights and Soldiers under his command, since 500 soldiers dug the canals after beating up the training, it was a full-scale construction.

As a result, the canal between the reservoir and the hole I dug was completed. The canal was only 400 meters long, and it was quickly completed because he had mobilized his father, Exporter, and his army.

All that was left was for me to pull up the groundwater.

And three days.

- Sir, we're 9.63 meters out.

Norm gave me good news. You finally dug it up!

Just when the canal was complete, I came to see a lot of people, as well as Father and Arthur. The colonists looked at me and the spirits and said, "You must really be a spirit. I've never seen a spirit before! ’I chatted.

“How's it going? ”

My father approached me and asked.

“I dug it up. ”

As I persisted, I summoned Noonum and Woundee.

“Woundee. Once the groundwater rises, control the flow of water along the canal to the reservoir. You can do it. ”

Woundee said anxiously.

- My master is getting tired...

“I'm fine. Even if it's hard, you'll feel better after a good day's rest. ”

After chatting up Wundine, I told Norm.

“Noum, let's finish digging the pit. ”

- Yeah!

The gnome responded vigorously and plunged into a 500-meter hole the width of a well.

Soon, the water started to gush out of the hole.

“Water!”

“I did it!”

“Hail, Duke Caroc! ”

The colonists cheered as they saw the running groundwater. But it wasn't over yet.

Water gushing out from underground flowed along the canal, but the flow was weak. At this rate, the water won't reach the reservoir.

“Wounded!”

Woundee nods.

Woundee points at the water with her pointy fingers. At that moment,

“Grrrgh!"

A unique headache that consumes a great deal of Spirit Affinity has been inflicted.

Then the water flowed fast. You begin to move quickly north along the canal to the reservoir.

The colonists cheer and run along the water to the reservoir.

But my father and Arthur looked at me anxiously. He knew I was overdoing it.

“Ugh!"

Spiritual Affinity continues to slip away. Groundwater continued up from underground and flowed along the canal.

About 20 minutes later, I couldn't even stand up.

“Caroc!”

“Are you okay?”

Father and Brother Arthur rushed to give me a lift.

And finally, the consumption of spiritual affinity ceased. Is that it?

You can see Wounded coming back from afar at a rapid pace.

“Are you done? ”

Woundee nods.

“Well done. I have to go home today. ”

Woundee nods and disappears.

“Let's go, too! ”

“Caroc, get behind me. ”

My father and Arthur were on the horse, and I rode behind him.

My father and Arthur hurried to ride because of the drought. Every time I was shaken by the wind, I felt like I was getting seasick and turned upside down. I want you to think about the people in the back!

I've reached the reservoir.

“Hail!"

“You're alive! ”

“Hail, Prince Caroc! ”

“Hail Kunt! ”

“Hail, my lord! ”

The colony looks at us and cheers fiercely.

The reservoir was more than two-thirds full. Pulling ground water up is a success.

“That's amazing. Caroc!”

My father was so happy that he complimented me. Arthur looked very bright, too.

I laughed.

Now I feel relaxed and relieved to think that I did everything I had to do.

My head was pale and my eyes were white.

I was unconscious.

* * *

The hoodie is very nervous.

In front of his eyes was a middle-aged man who had a solemn impression of his dry figure.

I think I'm in my mid-40s. I was wearing a red longcoat even in the summer, and it fits perfectly with my body's dimensions, giving me a bright, chic impression. A magic stone with a button was occasionally illuminating. Perhaps magic is triggering to keep your body temperature properly.

“Bird of Hoodini. You know what I'm here for, right? ”

“Yes, Count Ranzhel. ”

Earl Wolfgang Lanchel.

There was one person in front of the Kingdom of Leaden, after the landscape. That's why Bird of Hoodini was so nervous.

“3 gold per sack, full power. ”

With that said, Prince Houdini takes a deep breath. Three gold pieces per sack? A full charge? That was a lot of money. Last year the price of wheat was 30 silver. It was worth 10 times that.

‘What a rush. ’

This summer's continental drought had already foretold an unprecedented great famine. Of course, not many people know the seriousness of it yet. Some lords decided they didn't need any more food because they had enough food for the last five years. No one expected it to rain.

However, after seeing the extent of the drought, those who had a foresight that a great famine was coming were busy in securing food.

In the Kingdom of Leaden, the finest grain cellars in the Kingdom have the most food.

Given the situation, Earl Ranzhel, one of the first to arrive after the siege. It was already devastating considering the power of the aftermath to overtake King Erik.

Houdini, however, originally calculated in his mind as someone who inherited the blood of the giants.

‘But the summer is not over yet. After the autumn harvest, the entire continent will realize the seriousness of the devastating output. And when the winter begins, the price of grain rises to its peak. If you sell it then.... ’

Earl Ranzhel then opens his mouth again.

“Sell me the full amount you can sell. I will not forget the loyalty you have bestowed upon me. ”

That meant he strongly seduced the hoodie. It meant that after school, he would become a strong ally of the writer, Houdini. You are no one else but Earl Ranzhel, and if you know the fame, you must keep your word.

‘Yes, in the long run, it is more beneficial for our Houdini family to have a strong relationship with the landscaping that rules the Baden River basin. ’

The dictator of Houdini has made his decision.

“I can sell 60,000 sacks of wheat. ”

Earl Ranzhel's solemn, unchanging look frowns slightly.

“You have more than 100,000 sacks of wheat if you catch less. ”

The hoodie shakes his head.

“Yes, by the fall of last year, we must have had 110,000 sacks. ”

“But?”

“I sold 40,000 sacks last fall. There are 70,000 sacks of sheep left. 10,000 sacks must be given to the colonists and therefore 60,000 sacks can be sold. ”

“Who are you?”

It would be to bury the man who bought 40,000 sacks.

“Baron Kunt, or Samnam Caroc of the writer. ”

“Kunt?”

Bird of Ranzhel's gaze deepens.

Heard of it.

The knight who beheaded Count Rita during the Civil War was named Basque Kunt.

“I see.”

“Yes.”

Earl Ranzhel and the Count of Hoodini signed a contract to divide it one by one.

Earl Ranzhel left as soon as the contract was concluded.

The Count knew where he was going.

* * *

“Hurry!”

“Old!”

A group rushes on horseback. The man in the lead was a young beauty in a luxurious garment woven with thin flax and a golden cloak. His golden hair flew roughly like a lion's mane, but his nobility was not desired.

Dozens of knights, armed with golden armor, followed.

The name of the beauty on the front is Eric Lerdon.

Until last year he was a prince, and now he is a king. That's how he rushes on a horse.

The Knights that followed were, of course, royal knights who defended the kingdom.

“We need to get to the Kunt Birch sooner than we can get laid! Keep running, unless the horses fall! ”

He drove with unworn stamina, because he was also a novice prosecutor at Export.

‘It was too late to go to the writer of Houdini. We have to compete with the Jell-O, but our royal family can't outbid them! ’

The young king Erik bites his lower lip.

"Forty thousand sacks of wheat belonging to the third son of Bird of Basque Kunt! I can't let that go! ’

The incompetent monarch probably doesn't know that there will still be a famine this year. It is because they are not interested in farming because it is a humble thing or work.

But Eric was a capable monarch. Every day, he looks back at the civilian life and realizes that the drought is severe.

The problem was that the landscape noticed it.

The Kingdom of Leaden and Jehovah competed for food. It was almost like war. I released all of his men from all directions and went out to buy food.

The biggest food writer on the west continent is the author of Houdini. However, Erik has received intel that Earl Ranzhel, who was first in his class after his descent, began his own journey.

So Eric courageously forfeited the author of Houdini, and instead moved himself, the king himself, to the order of Kunt with 40,000 sacks of wheat. It was evidence that he knew how serious the food problem was.

It was fortunate to know that the writer of Kunt's Samnam Carroc Kunt had 40,000 sacks of wheat.

During the civil war, Eric met the baron of Basque Kunt. Eric, who has eyes on people, recognizes that he is a talented and faithful person and spends the entire war. Erik was instrumental in Basque's establishment.

The two get to know each other, and Eric decides to make him an accomplice. While drinking together, Basque told the story of his sons.

That's what Erik remembered.

‘He's on my side. I treated him well in the civil war. His son would sell me 40,000 sacks of wheat! ’

The eyes of the young king were burning with unwavering will and faith.