"Oh, yeah! Give me confirmation, Eurice! Find Nargarn's remains!
Lark holds my hand and gives instructions to Eurice.
I tried pulling lightly to see if it was time to let me go, but I couldn't even move.
I gave up, got my hands on it, but decided to leave it.
"No, I've already seen it. I've made sure three of them are lined up beautifully."
"Then is it true! Really, Nargarn... oh, good..."
... the character is totally different from what I assumed, this guy.
Weirdly, was it the gatekeeper who showed the difficulty, or didn't want to inspire the lord because he was a neurosis?
If you don't think there's much concrete talk out there about bad reviews, I didn't know you had any entities in the first place.
Well, if the grievances of the inhabitants are raised, it will be the lords who will hang them even if they are not particularly bad.
"So... you know, hands..."
"Ooh, ooh! What I did was say hello to my benefactor. My name is Lark Phage, and I am the lord who governs this Phage territory. Let me know your name."
Even if your nobility came from below.
How hunted down was this lord?
I urged him to let go with my gaze, but he didn't notice, so I decided to turn him around later for now.
"I'm Abel, I'm Mere from the right, I'm an area. Actually, I was wondering if you could let me live in this territory for a while..."
"Ho, ho! If you want to stay in a territory like this, you should stay forever. But now, there are a lot of problems..."
Lark says in embarrassment, letting go of the hand he was holding my hand and holding his forehead.
"Warcraft damage to food issues, droughts… besides, the number of thefts and fights is also increasing rapidly year after year. I'm working on measures, but honestly, they haven't really improved."
... and in addition, the lord's reputation is fatally poor, right?
As a new position to ask the Lords to vouch for themselves, it is not strange to get strange objections from some.
I owe the inhabitants a favor in one of Nargarn's cases, but even the vigilante guarding this territory was treated like a lord's dog just because it was Lark's men.
With me, I don't know what kind of eyes I can see.
... Exactly, I'd say it's a small number of people that are so extreme.
"What can I say, my lord, is that I'm not in a very recommended state. No, I can assure you that your food and shelter will be cut off from me. I want you to understand that security is not very good."
It's the other way heavy when they say that...
I've been aware of the problem before it came, but when it sucks so far, it's hard to get on with even this one.
"No, please don't be so modest. This is a very good territory. And the character of the people..."
Personality... Speaking of which, I was just moaning that this guy was thrown sperm eggs in the hall.
It won't be any compliment to tell the lord that the character of the inhabitants is good.
I've been thinking about a lot of other things, but the good thing about phage territory didn't come to mind.
"Uh... and anyway, this is a good place. Regards,"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh."
Lark understood this mood, too, and he waxed his hair tip with his finger at first sight.
"Don't worry! Let's build a mansion for you! Five stories or so, a fine guy!
"Yes, no, it's enough for an inn or an empty house, as circumstances may lead you to leave soon!
"... well?
... Why is this guy so extreme?
Five stories is far higher than the Lords' Hall... and if you do that in the first place in this realm, you're going to get the first glance from the Yancha people.
Whatever it is, I have greeted the lord... after that, I will confirm the atmosphere of the territory and show my face to the people.
I also want to make sure that the Adventurer Support Office is functioning.
And then what do we do with Nargarn, right?
After that... even if it's a warcraft thingy, do you want to help?
Depending on the functioning of the Adventurer Support Office, you won't be able to expect much reward, but I want to avoid the insecurity of the place where I'm going to live.
If any of the immediate problems were to be cleared up, the inhabitants would also be grown up.
Originally, this is a thin periphery of interaction with others, and even from Lark's appearance as the dominant one, he doesn't seem to be the type who wants to cause trouble with other territories.
Even if we can make some connections, we won't be the first to be pulled out by strange strife.
If he gets away with it at worst, he shouldn't have the power to come after him or to imitate other territories by putting pressure on them to threaten him.
That... isn't that the best place for me to serve?
If you succeed in rejuvenating the territory, you can make a favor of it, and maybe you can get funding for the study of magic.
As long as it is in the name of connecting to the interests of the territory, as long as it creates credibility, it can advance the prospect of profits.
It is also possible to get a hand in technology and material procurement all the time.
In the future, it may even be possible to create the Magiphone (Magiphone), build the Magic Tower and produce it in large quantities, which I have always wanted to make.
"Abel...... Abel? What's the matter with you suddenly shutting up? You look kind of bad, don't you?
Besides, if you are the benefactor of a borderline lord, it should soon be possible to reason and have the ordinance deceived as you please.
That means we can get rid of the complicated geese regulations on biomagic with a little bit of sovereign authority or get special permission.
"Duh, what's wrong, Mr. Abel? Something I don't care about…"
"No! I was so confident in my magic arm! I would love to help you rebuild this territory!
"Oh, my God, that's comforting! Ah... no, but there's a sorcery organization that manages in my name, but there's a little problem there too..."
Not again.
How much of a problem do you have with this territory?
When I checked Meir and Elia's face on the side, they agreed, and the expression was dead.
I also tried to turn a blind eye to Eurice, but she was silently distracted.
"So... well, as far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to move in a separate frame... that, beyond being in the name of working with me in magic, would be inevitable to be incorporated. Is that, you know, I can't really..."
Yeah, yeah......
I just said I'm an organization under my control...
Stay, well, okay.
If I got here, it would be even worse now.
"... then let me assign it to you"
"Yes, no! I don't mind you coming in after a few more checks, if you don't think it's a problem! I might try to pull in from the other side... but whatever it is, I don't need to hurry to get my feet off you!
... No, it's an organization under your control, right?
In the first place, you're the greatest man in this territory, aren't you?
Actually, there are other lords, and they're not going to be scapegoats or anything to keep you unhappy bumps, are they?