Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 161

Princess Eleanora's uncle, Sir Kastoniev, is an emerging aristocrat.

After the fall of the republic, the Western Lolmund kingdom destroyed the divided north and east nations and unified the entire Lorumund.

The first Sir Kastoniev, who had taken his command during the war, was sent to the eastern Lolmund region, which was stained with blood.

As other emerging aristocrats suffer from serf revolts and bad crops, Lord Kastoniev successfully manages the serfs and manages the territory successfully.

Incorporating the territory of the nobles who failed to manage the territory, Lord Kasniev expanded his influence. Became one of the leading governors of East Lorumund.

However, the house was of a low form and could not easily be treated according to his ability.

"Successfully done by today's Lord Kasniev. By marrying his younger brother to the sister of the emperor, he became a cousin of the imperial family, and obtained a form appropriate for his ability."

Mao, who has been reported, is picking dried fruits with a seemingly innocent face.

This political marriage was surprisingly good.

The miscalculation was that Sir Kastoniev's brother, the father of Eleora, died prematurely of illness.

Nevertheless, Lord Kasniev has two princesses as nieces with the right to inherit the throne.

This meaning is great.

By convention, the family of Lord Kasniev would be the largest supporter of Eleora.

What, right, there is a backing.

They are unlikely to betray.

Assuming that Eleanor is overlooked by the other princes, the future of the Kastniev family is dark. From the best position of the princess's parents' home, you will return to just one vassal.

If there is anything, there is a risk that they will be killed together with Eleora.

Then it would be safer to try to steal the throne with Eureola.

"Mao, continue to look around Sir Kastoniev."

"Do you still want to check?"

Mao seems a little disgusted, due to an unfamiliar investigation in a foreign country.

But I persuade him.

"Because it's possible to be assassinated or acquired by other powers only in the area close to Eleora. If you don't select your first ally carefully, you'll be stuck there if you betrayed."

Mao nods and thinks a bit.

"Okay, so let's keep that in mind when investigating."

"I'm sorry. I leave the way."

"I'll do it well with the goods I brought here .... I'd like to forgive me for a little fattening?"

"Oh, I don't think it's as useful."

We grin with grin.

I feel like a villain.

I have not yet made a diplomatic debut in Rolmund.

If you compare it to a game, it is called Rolmund tutorial mode. Limited to quiet.

And if I start, the nobles of the Empire will gradually lose their intentions. Before you move in earnest, you should do a thorough investigation.

However, this tutorial isn't safe at all and you can't afford to fail. It's too fucking.

Anyway, when you return from the Imperial City, let's start crafting Sir Kastoniev.

We will leave Lord Kastoniev's castle the next day.

On leaving, I heard Sir Kastoniev tell Eleora:

"Your Highness. Take a break this winter and spend some time at my castle."

"... Sorry, Sir Kastoniev."

Eleora's expression was strong, but at the same time she felt sorry.

I can only see my normal uncle and niece.

I drop in at the village yesterday and meet the priests again.

The townspeople are overjoyed because Eleora is here today.

Here, Eleora, call out as you asked.

"Your uncle's territory is rich, thanks to your dedication to their duties. I'm proud of your work as a niece and a princess. Please do my best. ''

I was a little reluctant when I asked, but she was a princess.

Together with his appearance, there is an appreciation for a scene in history.

"What? ... what ... in wasteful words ..."

The uncles of the townspeople lost their words, were old and weeping.

You can do it, Princess.

While the inspiring townspeople thanked Eleora, I quickly entered the village and met the serfs.

I got a permit yesterday, so today is a free pass.

The peasants are easy to distinguish from the peasants, as the serfs are modest and unadorned.

I talked to an old man serf as everyone was busy. Apparently somehow bad, he does not work on farming, but he manages farming tools in the barn.

The old man, who was quite confused at first, finally began to respond to the conversation when I talked patiently.

He is a serf living here for generations. Both the children and grandchildren are serfs, and they all live in this village.

I asked what I wanted to hear most.

"What would you like to do if you became like a freeman?"

The old man looks around as if surprised.

that's true. This question is terrible.

But answer me.

When I appeal with my gaze, the old man thinks a bit.

And he replied,

"I wish I could drink beer every day ..."

Is that OK?

The serfs have little recreational entertainment, but occasionally drink alcohol. This discretion is up to each villager.

It is the "candy" part of candy and whip.

Since the land is cold, all Rolmunds are strong at drinking. Naturally, there are many lovers of sake, so the serfs try their best to get plenty of alcohol.

"Beer. How much do you want to drink?"

"Haha, let's poke our heads into the sake barrel and keep drinking until we get drunk."

Oh, this is no good. It is a pattern of drinking until you become addicted.

I asked a question because some of the serfs came over, but most of them wanted alcohol or a woman.

If you suddenly let go, you're going to be crazy.

"Have you ever thought about living in town, doing a different job, or something like that?"

To my question, the old man smiles on his wrinkled face.

"I'm sorry here, my husband. I'm here with everything, and I have a family. Well, a little bit of beer."

I don't smell lying.

Finally he said:

"The lord and the lord decide what is difficult. My peasants can plow it here, so everyone can live."

It wasn't terrible, it wasn't tragic, and it was plain.

Serfs are guaranteed food, clothing and shelter and have no responsibilities, unlike freeman peasants.

If you think your life is natural from birth, you probably won't want any more.

I asked some other serfs, but at least none of them were dissatisfied with their treatment in this village.

Unlike the image I receive from the word slave, they live alive.

They do not know other ways of living. Not interested in knowing.

On the other hand, there seems to be some desire in the suppressed part.

That said, it's a very simple desire to "want to drink more" or "sometimes want to exaggerate someone".

There will be hidden truths, and you will hear different opinions in different villages.

But for now, I have no impression that dissatisfaction with slavery is stagnating.

I leave the village and speak to Eleora on horseback.

"It would be difficult to overturn the foundations of the empire with the weapons of the rebels and liberation of the serfs."

Eleora was a little surprised at what the word was unexpected.

"It's been quite a bold plan, Lord Black Wolf"

Under the influence of my previous life, if I come to "slaves", "liberation" comes out naturally.

So he thought of using slavery as one of the options, but it seemed odd for Eleora.

She thinks a little, then shakes her head.

"With a few exceptions, all serfs are ancestral serfs. If they live along the streets of their fathers, their offspring often live as well.

"Is there some dissatisfaction, but is it much better to follow?"

Eleora nods to my words.

"Yes. In the past, slaves have repeatedly escaped from the end of the republic to the unification war."

"The descendants of those fugitives have plagued you."

Eleora looked at me for a moment with a troubled face.

"Don't say that. You're the one who afflicted me the most in the first place."

Don't stick to strange places ...

"Either way, we're not stupid. From the lessons of the past, we're thinking of treating slaves as such."

Thus the rulers of the empire arranged the clothing, shelter, and shelter of the slaves and provided some entertainment.

It is customary to buy and sell serfs with the land, so that they can continue to cultivate fields on the same land.

If you look at the details of treatment, many are inhuman, but much better than landless wanderers.

I look back from the horse and look at the village that goes away.

The townspeople, the peasants, and the serfs are still looking at us.

The peasants and serfs are coming off for the sake of beer.

Impressed by the visit of the princess and the words, the townspeople said that today was a village anniversary. It's a binge tonight.

The old peasant was laughing with his face crumpled.

I learned a lot in the previous life, and I know that village is distorted.

But at the same time, I could imagine that if something suddenly changed, it would create a more distorted structure. Everyone will not keep up with the changes.

Maybe it's better to stay that way for a while.

"Sir Weid, what's up?"

"No, nothing. Let's think of a different solution."

I replied, and still regained the filthy reins.