Sevens

I walk in a narrow alley, I check my notes.

"Here."

It should be bright, but the building felt dim blocking the sun's rays.

The note Ralph gave me says the name [Marcus Cunning].

He is a man liked by the three women of the Circleys and plotted to be their son-in-law.

But the plot is wrong because of the premise.

"I didn't know that was staffing if you tried to raise your rank by merit...... sure, you're not sleeping well"

Assuming some damage from the outset, "Dispatch to the village of Zioni" aims to reduce the end nobles who try to seize only a few chances when they hear of prostitutes.

Even when it comes to nobility, life is painful, especially for those named Knights of the Court.

Those who do not hold the title receive only a pension to the extent that the family lives carefully.

It would be different if we worked, but it was the current situation in Central, now the King's capital, that was depriving each other of that job.

I hear complaints from inside the treasure balls.

Second generation.

"Even if you send me to fail, this time you send your destiny to solve it safely," you say? I'm sure they'll lift it up later. '

I looked around and made sure no one was there.

I open my mouth.

"That seems to be a lot more of a problem to fail..."

It was the sixth generation that answered.

'There's a lot going on. The seizure of office in a factional feud, and I guess I got caught up in it'

Too many nobles, I guess it's true.

The fact that there has been no major war in recent decades is also a problem, he said.

Seventh generation says.

'Banseim has grown too big. However, Lyell... even such a large country has a population that it can support. Same goes for nobles. The number you can hold is fixed'

I know it's settled, but if you do any merit, you can take it up with a knight, or you have to reward it.

Second generation says.

"Let them pioneer! Holy crap, that slam...... with all those people, one or two of the villages would be ready to do it!

On my way here, I had a chance to see the slam of the king's capital.

Overflowing with people, the streets even beg.

Fourth generation says.

"Thieves to the beast, and demons... because small villages are likely to perish soon. Those who invest will hesitate. '

Using magic does make the village quick, but this time its difficult to maintain.

Leaving the wizard in his village all the time also costs money.

Wizards capable of developing villages are good at attributes of soil and water systems.

I use it to create the foundations of the village...

(Like this one, as soon as a troublesome demon comes out, it will perish, he said)

For that reason, the Knights are dispatched, and adventurers and mercenaries can eat their food.

When I sighed, I checked the number and plaque on the door and knocked.

"Ha ~ i"

The door was opened with an extended voice by a defective looking young man with short orange hair upside down.

It doesn't look serious.

If you look at me with a dripping eye, it looks like you're waiting for something.

A young man with a tall face and a slightly poor face...

"Is that Mr. Marcus?

The opponent, put his head on.

"Yeah, but? What do you want from me? No, sir?

You must have thought it was a bong when you saw my outfit.

He seems to care about the language.

I visited his apartment in good clothes because he was a Circleian looking after him and he couldn't even have a rough outfit.

"I'm an adventurer. Well, I visited at the request of the Circleys."

That's what Mr. Marcus says.

"... what? If it's about prostitutes, I don't want to pull them off. I'd like to keep my position up a bit or get a quorum. Osama doesn't know what it's like to be on the edge."

Osama must mean Mr. Ralph.

I'm going to say something that the third generation has nothing to do with.

"... like a boxed girl or a lady. Sometimes you fall in love even though it sounds bad. '

Government - For the Knights of the Court, pensions change dramatically just one thing differently.

Pensions paid, as they do every year, are a valuable source of income for them.

Fourth generation says.

"You're just willing to work."

The fifth generation agrees.

"Let me tell you something, don't worry about Fumiko, you can do anything but work from the royal palace."

I don't know what's going on around here, I tell Mr. Marcus.

"I got a request about the prostitutes, but I'm mostly in the form of your men."

"Subordinates? What do you mean?

When Mr. Marcus eats up, I give him a letter.

A letter from Mr. Ralph.

It says here that you did me a favor as an adventurer.

Mr. Marcus' face makes me laugh.

"You'll do it, and the Viscount! That's why I stand out, too, for not being a private participant!

Seeing Mr. Marcus looking happy, I laughed bitterly and deceived him.

I don't know, but wouldn't it be nice to hire someone without them?

I think there are many ways to get to know each other.

Then the seventh generation says:

"Hmm, maybe this rat bastard's request will help Lyell too."

The fifth generation was in agreement.

"The one who has it and the one who doesn't, do you? Well, it would be a little different in this case. Sure, Lyell will need it now '

I was wondering if there was anything missing from me, and I got banged on the shoulder.

"What, it's a party for seven? You're welcome to be me on a platoon scale!

The letter also says something about me, and I met him today as a greeting.

The departure is in five days, and we are busy preparing.

"Um, it hurts"

"Whoa, that's bad. So, you're here to say hello today?

"No, I was going to ask you about your plans for tomorrow. You will be asked to come to the Circleys' mansion with your gear. I have to check things out there."

Mr. Marcus gets a subtle look.

"To the Mansion? Then some of the bastards in Bread..."

Mr. Marcus says [Bread Bumper] works hard as a servant or a man at the Circleys.

His father had a one-generation official position as a court knight, but he seems to have been a three man on top of not taking it over and working as a servant.

I asked.

"Are you not good at it?

Mr. Marcus nods.

"This is how you say you're going to get involved, or are you jealous of me? This is a hereditary nobleman, so I guess there's something about it."

I have also met Mr. Bread, but we didn't really have much conversation at that time.

(... I don't think I need to stick to nobility)

Mr Marcus says.

"Is that what you're saying? You think Bred's bastard's gonna join us?

I nodded.

"Yeah, that's what I hear. So I thought I'd hold a meeting."

In fact, this expedition was very bad if you haven't grasped a lot within the present.

If we're going to think about the safety of the two of us at all, we need to be ready.

"Okay. I'm not in a position to complain. So, what's your name..."

"It's Lyle."

My last name was not named.

"Well, nice to meet you."

He looked bad, but I thought he was casual.

- The Circleys' mansion.

Miranda is walking down the hall, but she was grumpy.

"That fucking father..."

The cause is Miranda's father.

I was angry at Lyell for doing something to try.

Shannon walking next door, gentrified.

"Why are you even on an expedition to me? I want to be a non virgin at home."

Miranda says.

"Then you're going to leave only one person behind, so even those two will tell you they don't like Netineties. I might be able to get my hands on it now."

Miranda telling me to threaten you, but I knew it wasn't unlikely.

I understand that my sisters don't welcome themselves back home.

"I don't like both. I wanted to live more elegantly."

Miranda sighs and looks at the window in the hallway.

There was Doris talking to a tall, brunette young man.

The young man who seems serious is [Bread Bumper].

Bred, who came to the mansion by mistake with himself, was a three boy, not even a nobleman.

He can read, write, calculate, and has sword arms to live and work in the Mansion.

"What's going on? Oh, Doris, you're my sister. It's rare to leave the room."

Miranda agrees to laugh like Shannon made a fool of herself. I agree...

(You were the same and didn't get out of the room much, though)

"Right. That's a good trend."

And when the two break up, Shannon looks at it and says:

"... that man, you're trying to use Sister Doris somehow. You don't feel that much? You don't look like a lover."

Miranda was feeling that too.

You noticed the sight of the two looking through the window, and Bred smiles and gently meets and leaves the spot.

He's not tall or facial.

But Miranda also noticed.

"You look very ambitious. I wonder if I approached Doris to become an aristocrat."

Shannon says.

"Sounds like you can do some, but less than Lyell... can't you handle it or something?

Miranda exhales.

"I can't compare you to Lyell. Different dimensions."

Within less than a year of using both swords and magic, and using several skills at the same time, Lyell is anxious to enter the middle class as an adventurer.

Too different talent.

I wanted to give my neck to the Walt family who would kick Lyell out like that, but I was also convinced that there was Ceres.

(Totally... I know, do something to try)

Miranda was told later that Ralph had made this request, knowing about Lyell.

Ralph wanted to see how Lyell was moving.

And maybe how to accomplish this request.

It seemed true that he was looking up, and he seemed to know that Lyell excelled as an adventurer.

Angry Miranda is in a bad mood in the morning because of it.

(There is absolutely nothing in the world. And yet, I can't believe I'm making a dangerous request)

I wanted to say that Miranda had no time and decided to hurry up her preparations...

- Monica was remodeling the porter in the mansion's backyard.

It's Clara who's watching.

Clara is unfamiliar with the atmosphere of the mansion and is talking to Monica in the backyard.

"Do you want to use the porter outside as well? Not much speed."

To Clara's inquiry, Monica says.

"You think the crystal of love between the chicken bastard and me is inferior to the carriage around it? If everyone can't ride a horse anyway, it's on foot, so it's safe for porters. You can pack your stuff, and above all, this armor!

Monica says knocking Porter with her fist.

"You don't have to be afraid of demonic fangs, nails, etc! Besides, you can't shake it on bad roads!

Clara also applauds when she sees Monica bragging about Porter.

"If you do travel a lot on foot, Porter works great too. Consolidated carriages cannot be used without roads in place."

Monica snorts when she hears Clara's words, but slaps her neck.

"More than that, Mr. Clara, there's something I don't understand?

"Something?

"If the village is being raided, shouldn't we send knights and soldiers first? Doesn't that look like a lot of nonsense to you? Is there any damage?

Monica was wondering if she wouldn't send people on the ground first, even though the damage was done while she was doing this.

Clara takes off her glasses and prefixes, "I don't know more".

"... It's a small village, so we think it's a low priority. I hate to say it this way, but maybe losing it isn't painful for Wang Du."

Listen to that, Monica says.

"Sounds like a tough world for the weak."

Monica, who works on retrofitting the porter, hurries to get to work with some essentials to finish in about four days.

It was necessary to proceed as planned in a limited amount of time as work could not be done at night.

Because complaints come.

When Clara mutters "Ah," Monica stops her hand.

"Something?

It was Lucy who showed up shaking her green straight long hair when she walked in her big crotch.

I have a servant at the mansion.

"Something? No, it's not! Whose mansion is this noise? Keeky, Jeezy or Mayday!

When Clara, who was sitting up, sees it and Lucy says.

"Take the maid and wonder which house she's from, take her to the adventurer in the Walt family who got kicked out... he deserves it"

Monica says.

"Really? That's good. However, Ralph, who already owns the work here, has permission to use it. When asked whose mansion it was, I thought it belonged to Master Ralph?... So, what are you here to say?

Awa Awa and Clara try to stop Monica, but basically Monica is Lyell's made-to-measure automaton.

Now we've lost our country, we've lost our manufacturers.

In other words, I am the rule myself.

"I don't know what you're talking about!

I laugh with my nose at Lucy's words.

"So? And I've been saying it since earlier. I have permission to use it, and most importantly, was this your lover, Mr. Marcus? I hope you don't pull your leg because it's good for that person too."

Says he won't be able to make it to work, and Monica keeps working.

Lucy took a servant and left the scene when Marcus' name was given.

Clara says.

"Is that good? I'm a Circle Lady."

Monica laughs with her nose, tells Clara.

"Who do you think you're in this situation because of? I'd like you to be a little adult. If you get in my way, I can't help but annoy you."

Sitting up, Clara tells Monica.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but Monica's got a cold attitude besides Ryer's, right?"

Monica, who was told, says naturally.

"Oh, is there a problem?

"... no, it's nothing"

When Clara read out the book, Monica went ahead with the work -.