Price of Management

War begets tragedy, but it also begets many stories.

Our overwhelming story of winning the battle against two authors resounded throughout the Kingdom of Leaden. Especially the Kunt clan, which is the leader of the war, has gained a great reputation.

Basque Kunt was also strong.

The Samgong, Caroc Kunt, performed a terrifying animosity.

One more thing here, the Grand Duke Arthur Kunt said he was more abusive than he thought…….

Puhhh!

“So then Arthur stepped forward and shouted... ”

At the victory celebration party, I talked to my father, Brother Arthur, and all the other knights and key figures. The more my story continued, the louder the laughter got, and Arthur changed his teeth with his poop chewing face.

After the war, everyone was excited, and Arthur declared that he would reduce the tax rate of the year from 50% to 40%, so the whole area was festive.

The mercenaries were likewise happy to receive basic allowances, additional allowances, and advances.

It's like an age that blesses Kunt writers. Everyone was moraled enough to feel that way.

“The only thing left now is a settlement settlement. ”

Arthur nodded at my father's question.

“Yes. I will receive high compensation and a portion of the territory. The Petram Bird will be able to retrieve the territory, since we have all our armies in captivity. ”

Unlike the Maltese writer who lost only the knights and the cavalry, Petram was taken captive by the entire legion, as well as by the knights.

In fact, if we continue to wage war, we could take over the entire territory.

But neither my father nor Arthur wanted the war to escalate.

This is because the obsessed Petram writer is in trouble if he draws other forces in.

“100,000 Redina... I don't know if I can afford that kind of compensation. ”

“I'm going to give you three years to pay it back. ”

“Yes, take care of that. I'll leave all pre- and post-processing issues to you. ”

“When did you not? ”

“What? Hahaha! You!”

It was when I was smiling like that.

A lone soldier on the first floor with a small party appeared and reported.

“My lord, a visitor has arrived. ”

“Who are you? I don't remember inviting any guests. I don't have any advance notice that they're coming. ”

“Baron Evan Taylor. ”

The soldier said the party was cold. It was not surprising at all

Baron Evan Taylor. It was the name of Earl Ranzhel's henchman, a man after the martial arts.

Earl Ranzhel lent each of his ten thousand sacks of wheat to the two warlords who started the war.

“Why did he come here? ”

My father explicitly expressed unpleasantness.

At that time, I had the thought of passing through my brain like lightning.

“Father, Arthur. ”

My father and Arthur looked at me.

“He'll probably ask to mediate this territorial war. ”

“Arbitration?”

“After-school?”

I was curious about the faces of two people.

“Yes, Earl Ranzhel lent two birds 10,000 sacks of wheat. You want to lead the pre- and post-war operations of this territory to make sure you get what you deserve. because if you do something wrong, the two birds might go bankrupt and not get the right price. ”

“I see.”

“I'm not a great man to lend you food for free. ”

Father and Uncle Arthur understood the meaning of the words and nodded their heads.

“Can't you just leave this to me? ”

“You mean you, Caroc? ”

The two of them were surprised.

“Yes, I am confident I can do this negotiation well. Leave it to me."

I asked again.

The father who was worried looked at Arthur.

“Arthur, what do you think? ”

Arthur thought for a moment and nodded.

“Yes, I do. When I sold wheat to the royal court the other day, Caroc was very good at negotiating. ”

“Thank you!”

Aja!

If we negotiate well, we can create a chance to get into a new business.

That's why I took part.

“And you. Confronting Evan Taylor needs to stimulate his ego a little bit. ”

I whispered something to my curious father's ear.

All right, we're ready. Come on, Evan Taylor.

“Tell them to come in. ”

At my father's command, the soldier went out immediately. Shortly after, Baron Evan Taylor appeared.

“Hey, hey. This is an exciting party. ”

Baron Evan Taylor.

A young man in his mid-20s who became Earl Ranzhel's right-hand man recognized for his abilities.

Otherwise known as "The Janitor of Ranzhel", he is also good at dirty conspiracies and tricks.

Evan is a sharp-eyed beauty with long black hair tied behind his back.

I really like the expression "messy."

I stumbled upon the memories of my past life for a moment.

He continues to play by his right hand until Earl Ranzhel is in the army.

Wolfgang Ranzhel dies of illness, and his first son succeeds him, and his mouth shakes. It's because he didn't like Evan very much.

At that time, the Horn Empire was about to invade the Kingdom of Ledon.

Evan reads the time and quickly flees to the Orient Kingdom, jumping back into politics from there.

I don't remember much since then. Well, they probably did the same thing there.

Anyway, he's young, but very smart. When I was that age, I wasn't even close to his toes.

But that kind of person has a common weakness.

I have too much pride. In particular, I am very proud of my ability.

“Greetings to Zack Kunt. And congratulations on your victory. ”

“Why did you suddenly show up when I didn't have the memory to invite you? ”

Evan smiled and replied to his father's suppository.

“Forgive my rudeness. I've come to tell you what Earl Ranzhel meant about the aftermath of this territorial war. If you don't mind, could we talk somewhere quieter? ”

“Then talk to Caroc about it. ”

“Yes?”

“I told you to talk to Caroc. ”

He frowned with a fat face.

“With Baron Caroc, not you or the Duke of Arthur? ”

“I've already left the pre- and post-negotiation negotiations with Carroc. ”

And he said something I warned him about.

“And as for Earl Ranzhel, you are worthy of Caroc, not so much." The baron's title is the same, so he won't be lacking. ”

Evan was a man whose emotions rarely appeared on his face because of Pokerface.

However, according to his father, his lips were slightly twitchy, whether his ego was broken or not.

That's right. That's a bad habit. Keep that in mind.

“Then let's talk alone. We should keep partying. ”

This time.

I approached Evan.

“Greetings, Baron Carroc Kunt. ”

“Baron Evan Taylor. ”

“Come with me. I'll take you somewhere quiet to talk." What kind of car? ”

“Earl Grey, please. ”

“Yes.”

I asked the servant to bring two glasses of Earl Grey to the Fold Room.

At the tangential cabin we sat across from each other and started negotiating.

“Let me get this straight. Earl Ranzhel expressed his deepest sympathy for the war in your territory. He said that he hoped that peace would come to the territory as soon as possible and that he would be in charge of mediating this war. ”

“I refuse.”

“…… old? ”

“The first is that it is necessary to withdraw from the advantageous war, and the second is that Earl Ranzhel is not qualified for mediation because he has aided two warbirds responsible for the war. ”

I kept telling Evan that I was speechless.

“The writer of Mals may still be able to afford it, but the writer of Petram has lost all power. It is beneficial for us to commence pre- and post-negotiations after obtaining all territories by executing the Petram order. And if the arbitration.... ”

I was a horse with a smile.

“I think it would be the most fair negotiation if I asked His Majesty for justice. ”

Evan's lip twitches slightly.

You'll be offended. Earl Ranzhel won't look so good once the royal court intervenes.

Evan said.

“I'd like to clear this up first. The food I lent to the two birds was not for military use, but for the poor. The Earl didn't expect you two to go to war so recklessly with that food. ”

Huh, really?

“But perhaps there is a misconception that the Earl has brought war upon the two of you in silence. ”

“Exactly. ”

“So if you don't mind, I'd like to prove that I have no malicious intent towards writing Kunt. How can I show you? ”

The question was, what would you allow me to mediate? Man, you're quick to notice.

I told you.

“Speaking of which, I heard that the writer Cornwall is having a big financial crisis after the Great Depression. ”

The writer of Cornwall was a family that ruled the adjacent territory to the west of the order of Kunt.

If you cross the brown mountain range to the west, the Cornish order will come out.

“Is that what you want from the mine? ”

The great Evan.

Wow, I'm a real human being. Can we hire this guy as an employee?

“Yes, if you can relay the mines that the Cornish writer has for our family for a reasonable price, I can assure you that you are also qualified to mediate this territorial war. ”

Yes, it is.

What I wanted was an iron ore mine owned by a Cornwall writer.

Now, even Cornwall's writers are having financial difficulties because iron ore production is lacking, but they will eventually find the buried iron ore again.

That's why the Cornish writer who almost collapsed stood up again.

And the writer of Cornwall was a Jehovah.

Earl Ranzhel, a man of the cloth, promised to broker and sell the mine to me.

Evan nods, thinking for a moment.

“Very well. We'll mediate. Soon someone will come from the writer of Cornwall. ”

“Thank you."

Thank you.

I told Evan.

“Can I ask you a question? ”

“Go ahead.”

“Does Earl Ranzhel want the territory? ”

Evan was flawed. I continued.

“I see. Money piles up, but territory is limited, and Petram and Maltese writers were originally a neutral family, not royalty or Jehovah……. ”

I laughed.

“And Earl Ranzhel's third and fourth son will soon be an adult. ”

Evan stares at me with a stiff face. Because I know what Earl Ranzhel's true purpose is.

He didn't expect the two originals to win against our family.

What I really want is to lend food to two writers, erase the debt, and the two writers who lost the war go bankrupt.