Price of Management

A starving corpse lay in the wilderness, and it was common for monsters to dig it up.

What a horrible sight!

This time we must stop such tragedy.

At least on our territory, no one should die so miserably.

I won't be able to make it to the other lands either.

“Go to Kunt Castle. ”

I told the crying colonists.

“Yes?”

“Where the Lord lives? ”

Residents look at me curiously.

“If I sent you here, your father will provide you with a temporary place to live. It will be difficult, but if we stay that way this year, we'll be able to come back and farm again from next year. ”

Then the villagers' cries stopped. Since I have 40,000 sacks of wheat in my possession, my father will take me gently to the settlements.

“What about food? ”

“First, take all the food you can spare. Grab whatever you can eat. Everyone will have food to eat until the fall harvest, right? ”

The villagers nod.

“If there's not enough food after fall, I'll take care of it. This is the only way for now. If you want to live, go to Kunt Castle. ”

We established this strong policy because it was a sudden mission to save them.

“I understand.”

“Thank you, Duke! ”

“Hehe, thank you! ”

The impressed villagers bowed down to me and thanked me.

At this time, I think I was really good at buying 40,000 sacks of Wheat. We have food to feed the Slum after the fall.

“Let's go to the next village, then. ”

I got on the horse and left the road. The drought is still in full swing, and we have a long way to go to get around the whole territory!

* * *

Hansen is exhausted and stops on his horse for half a day. Hansen, lying on the ground, grumbles.

“I'm going to break my back and my ass. How can nobles ride horses all day? ”

It was Hansen who only used horses to bring precious medicinal ingredients to cure the disease.

I was not used to riding horses because I rarely rode them.

“Where is the short lord? ”

When I stopped by Giden Village, all I heard from the villagers was that they had left for the south with a compliment for Caroc.

I heard that Bran Village, along the way to the south, also left the Southwest with a passionate compliment for Carroc.

Hansen, who kept asking me that and stumbled on Caroc's trail for three days, ran out of time.

I couldn't rest for a while because the mist was frozen when I waited for the king to be destroyed.

“Your Majesty! ”

When Hansen remembered the fact, he woke up again.

Soon after riding the horse again, Hansen finds a group.

“Huh?"

It was refugees.

He was packing up baristas for all kinds of household goods, such as food and agricultural utensils.

I could see the ugly images, such as the girl carrying the baby, the children whining that their legs hurt, and the old man tapping his knee.

Hansen approaches them and steps off the horse.

“Hello."

“What?”

A middle-aged man walking in front of Menn asked.

“Let me ask you a question. I wonder if you are the Three Dukes of this land, Prince Caroc Kunt... ”

“Oh, you mean Confucius Carroc? ”

“Confucius Caroc? ”

“Why that great man? ”

When the name Caroc appears, the villagers on the way to the refuge are curious and ask a question.

Hansen really thought that he might be left in public as a hero spirit.

You're a hero every day!?

Hansen's mood became strange.

“I'm in a hurry to find Confucius Caroc. Do you know where he is?" ”

“Confucius Caroc was in our village three days ago. ”

The middle-aged man told the villagers the story of Caroc's promise to offer them a way to eat and live.

When the story came out, the other villagers joined in praising the greatness of the Caroc Confederacy.

The story was counting the other way, but Hansen couldn't help but listen.

After an hour like that, I heard what I wanted to hear.

“... And then he left for the south. Saying there are still some territories waiting to be rescued and they can't rest. ”

“Yay! I burned my mission to save one more person alive. ”

Everyone was praising me.

“He's a wonderful man. ”

Are you sure you saw the wrong person? ’

Hansen couldn't be trusted.

The week he knew was not a great man like the hero in that story.

"Hey, aren't you a real civilian folklore hero? ’

I felt sad for a moment because I thought the person who was always harassing me and pushing me around was remembered as a great person.

The world isn't fair!

Anyway, I got Caroc's whereabouts.

“Thank you!”

Hansen rides the horse again.

The villagers are on their way back.

The two people who were hiding in the nearby forest also resumed the movement in secret.

* * *

“Noum, it's Woundee. ”

- Did you call him?

A drop of water comes from the air and a sudden burst of gnome emerges from the ground.

I'm so pleased to see Woundee kissing me with her energetic anger and cheeks.

Ah. Spirits were so cute!

“I called to play with our gnomes and undees. ”

The gnome smiles brightly.

- I want to play with the owner.

Woundee nods shyly.

I was currently camping.

You build a small earthen house with gnome and fill the empty canister with water.

Wounded's divine talent for pooling the moisture of the air into the cistern was impressed.

“Thank you, Woundee. ”

Woundee reaches out her head as she is praised. I asked for a stroke.

Zec stroked her so much that she loved it. It was Wounded who particularly liked skinship.

Norm stood in for me while I ate and rested. As any creature who sets foot on the earth can never escape the watchful eye of gnome, it was the best bed of fire.

Even if it's the master of diarrhea.

Master of the Firebombs by name?

Hahaha.

The gnome kept me awake while I slept.

Summoning gnome consumes Spirit Affinity, but there is more Spirit Affinity to recover while sleeping, so it is not a problem even if you keep summoning gnome while you sleep.

Being an Intermediate Spirit, the recovery speed of Spirit Affinity was also much faster than before.

Life is so easy because there are spirits. I'm a lucky guy.

All of a sudden, you can see it, right? It's not normal to live twice in your life.

Glug glug.

Profit.

I roasted jerky on fire.

Suddenly, Norm said,

- Master, someone's here. There's three of them.

“Really? You want to know who it is? ”

-Yeah.

The gnome that disappeared into the ground appeared again shortly after.

- Master, you fool.

“Idiot?”

Oh, my god.

For a moment, I was terrified because I thought I was stupid.

But I thought about it quietly because our kind gnome couldn't insult me.

Oh, right!

I remembered later that the fool who Norm was talking about was Hansen. But what's Hansen doing here?

And who are the other two, except Hansen?

“And the other two? ”

- I don't know, but they're coming.

“Even a fool doesn't know the other two exist? ”

-Yeah.

They're suspicious people, even if they pretend to be.

Apparently, the two strangers were secretly trampling behind Hansen.

Let's roll your head.

Hansen showed up here means he came looking for me.

The purpose of the two people who step behind Hansen also concludes that the country.

Why are they looking for me?

I draw conclusions based on my judgment and past memories.

I have 40,000 sacks of wheat.

Then they are....

“Noum, are they a team? ”

If you were a lower spirit, you wouldn't understand what I'm saying. However, I replied quickly because I know how to read my mind as a medium-intermediate spirit.

It's good to be an Intermediate Spirit.

- No, they don't know each other.

Aha!

Then you must be King Erik and Jehovah.

In his past life, King Eric and Jehovah competed for food and massive hemorrhages around this time of year.

The winner was a wealthy man.

On the basis of the large quantities of food obtained, Jehovah captured one or two lords suffering from the Great Catastrophe.

In the end, King Erik did not cross the wall after his reign, but became a powerless king.

He was a hopeless king with wisdom and momentum.

Perhaps King Erik and Jehovah sent them to our lands.

And they would have sent Hansen to find me, contacted me first, followed me separately to offer a deal.

Then I have an idea.

Look at this.

Although I'm 18, or 19 years old, I'm actually quite fluffy.

Now I'm going to surprise you.

Uh-huh-huh-huh.

I laughed inside and told the spirits.

“Wounded, Noum. You have work to do. ”

* * *

Aden, who was following Hansen behind King Erik's command, was hiding in the bush and moving silently.

His eyes kept an eye on Hansen.

His training courses included ambushes and ambushes, so he crossed the bush without making a move.

However, when Aden stepped on his right foot, he felt a strange feeling.

My feet are tingling.

He looks down at his feet, startled, and suddenly he steps into the mud.

No, it was a swamp.

Your feet are slowly sinking down.

‘Damn it. What swamp?’

Aden can't get off his feet.

I was able to escape the swamp.

But then you have to make a sound, and Hansen, the tailor, finds you.

First, Aden decides to stay put.

I had to get out before I was completely submerged in the swamp, but for now, I had no choice but to hide my movements.

‘Let's get out of here about 200 meters away from the target. ’

But it was his misjudgment.

* * *

Baron Taylor's henchman Baron fell into the swamp as well.

‘Damn it. ’

Baden decides to get out of the swamp as soon as Hansen's miles away.

‘You're careless. Suddenly, a swamp. ’

No matter how dark the night may be, he blamed his indiscretion for not being able to understand the terrain.

I didn't realize it was also a joint swamp of gnome and undee.

He also made the wrong decision.

* * *