Price of Management

“After saying goodbye that day, we formed a mercenary army in the north. At first, we only picked ten people who were using the window. We've grown a little by a little, and we've done well with our training and our quests, and we're already 50 people. ”

“The mercenary industry is in disarray because of fewer and fewer quests. ”

“When I was a Cactus, I was trained like a commander in the Horn Empire. With tactics and strength, clients prefer it. ”

Not really.

Even the same mercenaries fight better.

“You're capable. I knew I could see people. ”

“Haha! I came as soon as I heard there was a war on the Prince, or the Baron's estate. to earn money and to repay kindness. ”

“We're a little disadvantageous in numbers, are you okay with that? ”

Dean laughed at my silly question.

“I told you, working with the baron won't kill you. ”

“Hahaha!”

Dean's joining is a big deal.

Unlike regular mercenaries, the mercenaries led by Dean are more systematic and of great tactical value.

“Come on, why don't you have a drink instead? ”

Deputy director Rex suggested:

I laughed bloody.

“Okay, let's keep Max up till dawn, shall we? ”

“Haha, good. ”

Dean gives a big smile to his crew.

“You can have as much fun as you want today. Don't make a fuss! ”

The members cheered and splintered in trifecta.

I took Dean and Lex to Max's Resting House.

“Welcome... Huff! ”

Max is furious to see Dean and Lex.

“You guys?"

“Hello, Max. ”

“It's been a long time since you thought of running till dawn, but you're not going to get away, Max! ”

Max's expression shifts.

“Oh, no. I'm getting old too... ”

“What are you talking about? Let's start here with a pitcher of dark beer! Sit down here.”

We sat him down with Max screaming. Max sighs and yells at the kitchen.

“Wife! Here's a pitcher of dark beer! ”

“Another drink? You can eat it! ”

Max's wife whispered in the kitchen. We laughed.

Soon after dinner, I let Hansen, Julia, and Sissy join in the drink.

Hansen drank as well as he did, and Sis focused on eating instead of drinking.

Julia asked for wine because she hated beer.

Max brought me a glass of red wine, but Julia started complaining about the taste.

Eventually I had Wounded improve the taste of the wine. Julia demanded more wine.

Does this woman have a drinking whale in her stomach?

That day, I drank until 3 a.m.

Sis and Julia yawned up to their room, and Hansen got drunk, grabbed me by the throat, and said, "Lord! Why do you hate me? 'I cried out, and the drink broke. Bitch, we'll see you next time.

* * *

The next morning, when I woke up, my head was tingling with intoxication.

“Wounded.”

The summoned Woundee washed my body on her own as soon as she saw me.

“My head hurts. ”

Woundee nods her head and kisses my forehead. Then the headache disappeared with the healing power of Woundee.

“Thank you. Woundees are the best. ”

I stroked Wounded's head. Wounded smiles.

Then Woundee, who was only a palm of her hand, had already grown to the size of her forearm.

Am I really a genius spirit?

The gnome is already an Intermediate Spirit.Even a year old Woundee is already this big.

I really feel like a born spirit.

There's no genius like me to play around with spirits, hahaha.

Dressed up and out of the room, Sis and Julia were having breakfast.

Sis has been chewing the pig's feet since morning, and Julia has been waving her veggie mushroom stew with a light face. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

“Wounded. Don't you pity her? ”

-Yeah.

Woundee looks at Julia with pity.

Julia is furious with our compassionate gaze.

“Why are you looking at me like that? ”

“This is our cute Woundee. Wash that poor boy and cure him of his hangover. I feel sorry for him.”

“Wait! Who are you pitying right now...! ”

Undyne makes a puddle of water and blows it up before she finishes her speech.

“Phew! Phew! ”

The puddle washes Julia from her head to her toes and sends her hangover away.

I returned to my polite, pretty face as soon as my dark circles disappeared.

Now I look good.

Woundee also exerted a sense of washing the sheath's face with sauce all over her mouth.

Geez, my little cutie. Woundee liked it with a smile as I hugged her and fluffed her.

Dean and Lex also come down shortly after joining us for breakfast. Seeing the stumbling figures, I was also intoxicated.

“Why don't we meet your father and sign a contract today? ”

“Yes, of course... Hmph. ”

Dean groans, touching his forehead.

“Duke, why are you so fine? ”

Rex asked me to heal their hangover by asking Woundee.

“Oh! Long live the Spirit of Water! God of hangovers!”

Rex bows to Wounded, and Wounded looks at him curiously.

After breakfast, Dean and Lex assembled the rest of the scattered members.

Everyone shows up staggering to see if they've been shaken.

“I'm going to see Prince Kunt soon. Organize your wardrobe.”

Surprisingly, when Dean's short command came, the members immediately put on their clothes and their armor and spears. In a flash, the machine returned to the mercenaries like swords.

“Baron, I'm ready. ”

“Okay, let's go. ”

I headed to the mansion with Dean's mercenaries.

The soldiers guarding the gates of the mansion were nervous about the appearance of the armed forces, but I was somewhat relieved to see my face on the front line.

“Welcome, Baron Carroc Kunt. ”

“Ah. Tell Brother Arthur you're here with the mercenaries. ”

“Yes!”

After a while, Arthur appeared armed with armor.

While my father was training four hundred cavalry troops harshly, Arthur was also leading the training of two hundred heavy infantry and a hundred archers. At the same time, no one will be as busy as Arthur because we have to do business in the territory.

I'm a little sorry I called a busy man.

“Caroc, you brought mercenaries? ”

“Yes, sir. These are them.”

Arthur opened his eyes wide to see Dean's mercenaries on display.

“Are these really mercenaries? ”

Since 50 mercenaries were standing in a dense formation with spears, I could almost believe they were regular soldiers in the territory.

Dean steps forward.

“I'm here to see the Grand Duke. My name is Dean. ”

“You look familiar. So, you're the mercenary from the Horn Empire? ”

“Yes.”

Dean was surprised to remember himself.

One of Arthur's specialties was never forgetting who I met once.

He's my brother, but he's got a strange knack for it.

“Yes. Since I'm from the Horn Empire, I'm sure you've organized a group of highly trained mercenaries. Let's negotiate a contract right away without having to check your skills. ”

“Yes.”

The Dean Mercenaries basically receive two Redinas per person per month, plus 10 more for each battle.

Also, the loot from the battle was decided to be distributed equally by head, so it was not a bad condition.

If you win a battle, you'll get lots of armor-like munitions, because if you distribute them by head, you'll lose a lot of money.

“Take good care of him. ”

“We really appreciate it. ”

Dean greets you warmly. Arthur seemed to like that Dean.

* * *

March.

The accumulated snow begins to melt. A blue sprout appeared in the snowy field. The winter breeze retreated during the winter, and the mild sunlight illuminated the earth.

It was the beginning of a sudden spring.

“The time has finally come. ”

Baron Petram once again sets fire to greed.

After winter, it was time to wage war.

It was an opportunity to swallow up the rich Kunt prince safely during the Great Year.

Even taking over a place like Altoran and dividing it by half with Birch of Mals would bring tremendous benefits.

‘The Duke of Kunt has retreated and the people there are eating well and living well. ’

Petram could not comprehend the rule of the Kunt writer.

Territories don't need property of any kind.

You just have to eat a little and let it be enough for the lord to have it all.

What good is money to the lowly? Only nobles know how to use wealth with honor and value.

Raising an army, lobbying for power. The Lord himself must grow to advance the territory.

‘We must conquer it quickly. ’

The writer Petram is currently struggling with financial matters.

If it weren't for the 10,000 sacks of wheat borrowed from Earl Ranzhel, it would already be bankrupt. The handwritten author, Males, had a similar situation.

However, once you have the Kunt Bird's orders, the story changes.

Just a little bit of plunder, and your fortune will flourish.

It was a business that remained after solving financial problems and the cost of borrowed wheat from Earl Ranzhel.

But then the old butler came running.

“Birch! I have a letter for you! ”

“Give it to me. ”

Petram, who caught the letter, laughed as he saw the seal of the author Malsh on the seal.

After reading the letter, he was very satisfied.

“The time has finally come. Call the Chief Knight.”

Later, Garth the chief knight appeared in front of him.

“You summoned me, my lord. ”

Senior knight Garth Schumann was a 47-year-old middle-aged knight this year.

Originally, he was just an article getting treated as retirement.

However, the treatment was 180 years ago when he stepped foot on Expert's trail.

Error Exports were a very valuable force, and in the meantime, there was no error exports for the author Petram.

The only error exporter, Garth, was appointed chief knight and has always wanted to be rewarded for his days of disposal.

“Lord Schumann! My trusted Chief Knight! ”