Sevens

- In the royal palace.

Clark and Norma, who were called in there, were standing up to receive the paperwork.

Norma protests against the minister.

"What do you mean! I was born, but what is a left transition!

says the minister.

"Left transition? Aren't people listening badly? Giving territory to a knight with a handful has long been recognized as a reward. Think about it… you'll earn more than your current pension and job allowance."

Fat-faced ministers tell me, but Norma is not convinced.

I have worked hard as a court knight.

He told me to be a lord nobleman, and I was not convinced.

It's a place where people can't decide whether to call it territory or dispatch a surrogate, which is an enclave.

There were no two hundred inhabitants.

Clark snaps at the minister.

"But minister. I'm ten horsemen."

"I appreciate your loyalty. He has worked well for over ten years as a knight. Now you have a title, too."

He is given the title Knight Sir and is recognized as a lord.

Besides, Norma is a neighborhood in an enclave.

"... Isn't this a left transition!

The Hundred Horsemen at the Royal Palace do lose to the Lords nobility in fruition.

But life in the King's Capital is different from life in the countryside.

The task of managing territory is difficult.

Living in the Wang capital was easier for Norma.

"I say watch your mouth. You're a hero, so you're treating me this far. The knights who emerged. The new knights... where do you expect the pensions to come from? It's hard to believe you've just been given territory."

Clark thinks.

(Didn't management just give you troublesome land in the jump!

Clark is similar.

The population was a settlement of about one hundred and twenty people.

"What, your position in the Royal Palace is as it stands. You're a fine nobleman, even if it's a knight's house."

Lords nobles do not pay taxes to the royal palace, but at the same time they do not pay pensions even if they have official positions.

Clark, who knew it, was worried that he would become a lord nobleman if he survived and brought back the handles.

If you look at Norma, he's got a really blue look.

"It's a reward from His Majesty. No way, you're not saying no, are you?

When I saw the Minister's face, he had a good smile whether he knew everything or not.

And when it comes to the truth.

"The important one will come to Central. Before that, I don't care about chores or anything. Now get back in there and get into the process."

It was Clark and Norma leaving the minister's room to be kicked out -.

- The Circleys.

Ralph was making fists at his desk and slapping him hard.

The hippoglyphs that Lyell had tricked into purchasing fell apart when the ice melted.

- It's a hippo glyph your daughter put on.

- Thank you for your purchase! -

and so on and even stuck it on paper.

Rumor has it there were two hippoglyphs and one glyphone.

When the Expeditionary Force returns, it confirms that the two hippogriffs were brought in.

I was relieved to hear rumors that a merchant had purchased a griffon.

"That kid..."

With a squishy voice, Ralph looks at the paperwork on his desk.

It was hoped that the Expeditionary Force would be wiped out or heavily damaged.

Failed, and when the expedition came back handy, the royal palace rushed to raise funds.

But close to a hundred promotions.

Though bitter, if you don't make it out here and reduce the rewards, the outside world is bad.

The planned plan within the Royal Palace was to be discarded and pursued in response.

And the Circleys are heavily involved in the issue.

He gave territory to commanders named Norma and Clark to fly, but Ralph, one of those responsible, was no exception.

Because they grabbed Hippogriff, they pushed him to blame.

The title has been demoted to the first rank.

Positions have also been demoted.

The Circleys had been downgraded to the Baron's.

Since it is perceived as a downfall around us, there will be fewer and fewer people from now on.

"He said how hard the clan has worked to maintain this position..."

Ralph who seems to regret it, but takes a deep breath and reverts his expression.

Switch your thoughts.

"I have to cut off a few servants. Is Bread independent this time..."

Ralph, who first decided to cut off Blade, was thinking about Marcus, who had risen to court rank only in the first place.

"... better than Bread? But that alone can't sustain the Circleys. Let's just say I expect grandchildren to marry me or not"

Ralph thinks about the two remaining daughters when he stands up.

She has Miranda, so she spoiled her second daughter, Doris, and three women, Lucy.

Get those two out there somewhere...

He decided to go to training under the lord's nobility.

"Make it as tough as you can. That would also be an opportunity to learn more about reality. Keep it away from Central for a while."

When the Walt family came to Central, Ralph was on heightened alert.

"... it might not be too bad. Keep the nonmainstream in mind for a while."

Ralph thought about taking advantage of this opportunity to distance himself from his surroundings, jeopardizing Central these days.

And -.

"... Miranda did a shame. But is it safer for a man who can do that? Shannon will be fine, too."

Ralph, with his parent's expression, immediately returns to his serious expression.

"Let's admit we lost this time. You're young, but you're not going to grow up."

Ralph walked down the hallway of the mansion, thinking he couldn't say anything about people either -.

"... subtle"

I visited a casino in Central, but I ended up getting one gold coin and one silver coin and went outside.

I tried cards, coins and everything else but it didn't stick.

"What to do...... not funny at all"

That's what the sixth generation says.

"Lyell, don't you like gambling? Don't you get excited when you bet like this? '

When I rolled the treasure ball at my fingertips and denied it, I heard a fifth generation.

"What's so funny about gambling? Did you take 60% and get 40% back? It's just more profitable to run a casino. It would be a waste of time. '

It is a fifth generation opinion with an emphasis on efficiency.

But there...

'No, but this is important, too. In fact, if you don't manage it, you'll start gambling illegally, because the Baden family managed it when I was there. "

Other than the third generation when you hear that, in order from the fourth generation.

'Hey...... what is it, Sole?

"Hey, no way the parent of the back tissue..."

"... you can't find it. Are you a Baden family...... those ungrateful people!! '

'In the face of loyalty, you said you were laughing at this one embarking on a countermeasure? How hard this one made those guys...'

(Oh, speaking of which, it seems there was such an organization in the territory...)

As I recall the back organization that brings us together on Vice territory, we start to make noise about whether our ancestors had measures in place in the past.

The third generation says with laughter.

'Oh, you didn't tell him. Sorry, sorry.' Cause I'm dead in action. '

(When you say this, you won't be able to say anything...)

Fourth generation says.

"Yes, I am! I have a back tissue and this one has a scattered struggle...... aahhhhhhh!! '

The Baden family.

When I heard that, I remembered my brother, the next head of the Baden family.

He was trained with me as my brother when I studied swordsmanship.

(Alflate)

I have sworn allegiance to my sister, Ceres, and I am also the one who said I was a failure of the Walt family.

Until then, I had a sweet brother's share, but now it's not a lot of memories.

Out of the casino entrance I was walking in a crowded area listening to voices heard from within the treasure balls.

Use your skills and listen to conversations as you distance yourself from the pickpockets you're after.

If you try to get your daughter to marry you, you refuse! Did you think this one was suspicious? Damn...... '

The fifth generation remembers the time and is angry with the Baden family.

Sixth generation too.

'I wasn't willing to be hostile. I was just trying to parasitize you... so you wouldn't respond to my skills!

I'm going to regret it. It seemed rather regrettable.

The seventh generation.

'All the time, the Baden family... you say you've been laughing at us, smoking scattered sweet juice!

Well, I thought.

(To Alfrate, can I win now?

I couldn't win until the end of training. I was old, but the last one waved the sabel out of hand.

I feel the intention to kill, and I remember why.

Then...

"Ah, Hero."

Suddenly he was about to erupt into his voice, and when he looked around, his jacket was loosely dressed, with Eva waving in her tenacious shorts underneath.

He has a slightly tired look.

"Eva?......?

"What, you're not like before today. It's funny, so I wanted to talk to you again."

I blush with my head on her as she smiles like a prankster.

"So what can I do for you, Mr. Eva?"

"Eva is fine. Thought I'd thank you for what I did last time. We made a lot of money."

To Eva like that, I am.

"It's more than anything you can make. So, what's a thank you?

"How about lunch?

I'll think about it for a second.

"Then I'll pay for the meal, so I'll ask for dessert. I made a little money at the casino."

When I say that, Eva asks.

"Surprise. Let's not look good like that. So, how much did you stick in and how much did you win?

"One gold coin, one silver coin."

Eva gives a subtle look.

"Oh yeah... I'm surprised the amount is too big. One gold coin, one silver coin... Bi, is that subtle? Then I'll take care of the meal, and I'll take the dessert. You're hungry."

Time is a little past noon.

When I tried to take Eva into some affordable store, Eva told me what she recommended.

"Since I came to Central, I can show you the shop you taught me. Follow me."

When they told me that and followed me, it was a store off the front street.

When I came in, it was a neat but beautifully cleaned shop.

Looking at the guests, the proportion of elves was large.

"Can I come in?

"Fine. If you're paying for it, you're a customer."

That's what I said. When Eva sat in the counter, I sat beside it, too.

Elf shopkeepers come to our seats as we listen to Eva say that today's earnings were the best thing to do when she comes to Central.

"Are you Eva's lover? You, the song said something about my lover... and the young guys are gonna be sad."

That's what I was laughing at when I said it was the youth elf.

But Eva...

"Don't tell me, uncle. Oh, he's Lyell over here, my informant! Serve me, right?"

When I look at the store owner's face in surprise because I call him Uncle, they explain to me if they understand.

"Elves age slower than other species. I've lived long enough to look like this. Well, if you're a valued customer, let's keep the service. Repeaters are important."

Leave it to Eva, she'll take the order.

As the shopkeeper returned to the back, an elf clerk rushed in.

"Oh, I brought you some water"

"You... I already asked the manager to order."

When Eva is frightened, the young elf girl is depressed.

"Huh? The manager's daughter?

With that said, Eva shakes her neck to the side.

"A little older than me, but it's your wife. Don't be nagging me or anything."

"... what are you looking at me for?"

Then there is a voice from the treasure ball.

Fourth generation.

'I don't think I have a choice. You can think back over the last few days and argue with me. Come on!'

The sound of a fourth generation voice made me think back over the last few days.

The more I try to forget, the clearer my memories come back.

(No. I wasn't the real me then!

Fifth generation says.

"Normally I can control that a lot more often than not, but in your case... if I'm a normal person, I might be experiencing growth more than five more times when I have your skills. It takes a lot of experience to grow, and it's growing fast, so I don't think it's mentally effective. '

I'm not convinced you said that!

When it's dark, Eva comforts me.

"Hey, hey! I'm not kidding. I mean, why are you so mentally weak when you're only bringing beauties with you?"

I'll tell Eva.

"I don't want to remind you. It brings back the past. Eva's got a past like that, right?

Then Eva shook her head to the side.

"Me, even when I get tense after I grow up, the lyrics just come to mind. I hear a lot of other things... but we don't have as rapid a change as humans do."

I envied the elves.

"It was funny, and it's not good. It's going to be a tease, and why don't we reopen it?

"I don't like that!

Then, a storekeeper who was a dick tried to stop us from talking.

Find Mr. Clark who seems busy finishing his meal with Eva and thinking about how to spend the holidays.

Somehow he appeared to be negotiating with a shop dealing with farm tools.

The shopkeeper says no with a difficult look, and when he hears that, Mr. Clark drops his shoulder, too.

I can't imagine Clarke, a court knight, buying farm tools, and I decided to call to see if there was anything.

"Mr. Clark!

"Oh, Mr. Lyle."

The two of us sit on a bench in a nearby street, and a third generation says when they hear the circumstances.

"A settlement with a population of about one hundred and twenty..."

I no longer know what to say to Mr. Clark, who will be lord.

"Are you suddenly a lord?

"I'm surprised too, but I have to follow my decision. But what should I do to make a lot of moves..."

Mr. Norma seemed to be a lord too, but he didn't seem very happy.

Fourth generation says.

"There's a lot going on in the settlement. I have to work with the neighborhood without craftsmen. It could be tough for royalty and knights."

The fifth generation.

"You're the lord of the settlement. Depending on the fruit, it's also delicious, but it's basically poor. '

The sixth generation.

"We manage settlements and other paperwork."

Seventh generation.

'As far as I'm concerned, I think we should get in touch with the foster parents soon. And I don't think I can move without knowing the situation in detail.'

Hearing those opinions, the third generation laughs.

"Ahahahaha, what are you talking about, you guys... there's nothing you can do."

I grabbed the treasure ball and asked for an explanation.

I saw Mr. Clark with a tired look on his face and wanted to give him some advice.

(Please tell me what a good way!

Then says the third generation who guessed.

'You know what? Even when a lord suddenly arrives, he's basically a leftover. You have to live there for a year or two and remember the rules there. The royal palace will be drooling, but even in small settlements, relationships are varied. You understand that, then you decide on territorial policy. "

Fourth generation says.

'... If you had a deputy, you might want to meet him. In some cases, if you have a mansion or something, it's troublesome not to talk about it while you're in Wangdu.'

Third generation says.

'You can buy a mansion. If you ask about the current situation at last, you'll make money. A Griffon exorcism hero would be happy to tell me if he asked!

Isn't that a threat in a way?

If you think so, the third generation gives you advice.

"Basically, listen and adjust to celebrities' opinions, arbitration if things go wrong. Whatever you say, lord, it doesn't all have to be done, and you just have to hang out a certain distance. You do what you do, and if you don't get involved much, you think you're a good lord over there. 'Cause there's a way it was in the land.'

Is that all right with you? I think so. It was me.

But the fourth generation is here.

'That's right. Shall I ask Clark if there are any traces? I think I can finally apply to the Royal Palace.' Cause it's old with the knowledge of my time, not sure. '

The third generation tells me.

'Lyell, basically look at them. There are some ways that Mr. Clark could have done it, so it's okay to give him some advice.'

I advised Mr. Clark.

"Um..."

"Hmm?"

I'll pass on your ancestors' advice to Mr. Clark, who was depressed.

- Clark had filed for a replacement when he went to the Royal Palace.

"Dad, you're 15 years old and you're too young for a boulder."

The boy, a little taller than Clark, is bewildered within the royal palace.

Clark says to my son.

"It's not a bad idea to stay a lord here, even if it's just about form. After I go over there. Then it takes me a while to come over here and file an application. It's somewhat accommodating now."

"Because you're a Griffon exorcism hero? Dad's serious, but I still can't believe he's really exorcised."

Clark was moving around in the royal palace as he thought he looked closely at people while his own son.

I went around the house of a knight sent as a deputy and asked him about the territory and he said that if he had a mansion, he would buy it.

Most deputies had a mansion and it seemed to feel like they were making some change.

(dust on it too... that's a terrible story)

I'm also prepared to hear what I need from my former deputies in order to have a life over there.

Clark's son looked tired with the replacement process and everything else.

"You can keep going home today, can't you?

"I'm sorry... I need you to keep making matches."

"Huh?"

Clark apologized for forgetting to tell his son.

"It seems difficult to find a wife over there. Besides, I think we should have a connection."

"Hey, I didn't ask you!

Clark tells his panicking son that he's flabbergasted and forgotten to tell him.

"Sorry! But this one's in trouble, too. Since you are supposed to introduce me to the second and third sons of craftsmen, I need to go there... and now my name still stands as the hero of Griffon's exorcism. It's the only time."

"... you should never have exorcised Griffon."

"... don't say that"

Clark couldn't be angry either, as his son only knew the apparent circumstances.

(Still, a lot to do)

Better than not knowing what to do, but Clark was dazzled by his busyness. In addition, we are thinking about bringing migrants from Central.

That way, people are overflowing, so the Royal Palace gives us subsidies.

(Next thing I know, I'm going to depend on you as a graduate... this is really good to have taught you a lot, Lyell. Very far by myself)

Clark to thank, but I didn't even know that Lyell's knowledge belonged to the ancestors of the treasure balls -