"Ars, we're going to have a conversation with the Fontana family."
"Yes, it's been days since we met."
"This stuff doesn't make sense if you don't do it quickly. Now go to the example location as you should."
"Okay."
A few days have passed since I decided to ask Bishop Paul to solve this problem.
I made the request once, and I trust you about Bishop Paul, but I still don't know when the Fontana family will attack me.
That's why I was going back to the castle in the north of the river to enhance my equipment, put together my soldiers, etc.
But in the meantime, there was no movement in the Fontana family, and it was not until a few days later that Bishop Paul arrived.
Bishop Paul was to use the money he had received from me and his place in the church to enter into negotiations with the Fontana family.
But they said the last filling could also be done directly by me.
Because we cannot end this incident, which has developed into a clash of force, in the absence of the parties.
Having summed up the story to some extent and decided that there was apparently a possibility of harmony with the nobles, Bishop Paul tells me to come to the occasion of that discussion.
All of a sudden, instead of discussing it in front of everyone's eyes, it seemed like they were trying to decide where to drop the two in advance to some extent.
A place for me and the other negotiator to meet for that time.
That was one of those towers I built next to the road.
A landmark tower built to pass the only straight road from the castle in the north of the river to the village of Barca.
For once, it can be used as a watchtower, and it will be a resting place, so there is something left behind.
I paid for one of them, and that's where me and the Fontana negotiators came together for the final terms of harmony and other decisions.
"Well, you're Ars Barca. Are you sure you're not a child yet?"
"... it's Ars. That's what you are?
"You don't know my face? It's Carlos. You know who the last name is when it comes to Fontana, right? I'm the owner of the Fontana family."
This guy?
A man named Carlos, no, can he still say boy?
I feel like I saw it, maybe a 15 year old boy.
Around here I am of adult age so there is no problem, but I didn't know the owner of the Fontana family was such a child.
I was surprised to learn more about the nobility of the land where I live.
"Well, I've already heard from the bishop. It also means that you have no connection with other nobles or are willing to be harmonious. Let's not make any annoying runs. Why don't we put our swords together here?"
"... you can't answer yes so easily. Depends on what conditions."
"Come on. Without kneeling toward the nobility, do you bring up the conditions? That's just the point of this commotion. Funny."
No, because nothing's funny.
Or why is this Lord so calm?
We're just bringing in a few of our supplies in this area of power.
More than that, I never imagined the head of the aristocracy would come out of his way to negotiate with me.
I wish Bishop Paul had told me first.
"Right. Is the condition like this? If you want to put your swords on each other, you can count on Barca's land."
"Barca? I'm sorry, I'll take a look."
Parchment I gave Carlos while he was good.
Take it and read what's written.
There it was mainly written:
One, cessation of combat acts.
One, the dissolution of a combat group.
One, the return of the captive knight.
One, the return of the Ice Fine Sword.
One, on the treatment of the land of Barca.
One thing about me.
If I tell a lot of shit, if we break up and promise not to fight, it means we're gonna miss it, no matter what.
Besides, they're gonna put me in a better position.
How dare you acknowledge the village of Vulka as mine.
But you can't even do that for free.
Instead, they put me under Carlos' command, which means I'll be under the Fontana family umbrella.
"I have a number of concerns, but still, I dare ask first. Sounds like a lot of good terms for this one, but are these really going to be protected?
"Oh, even if we pack the details later, we want to settle in roughly that way. If we make a formal decision, we won't overrule it. If you do that, my other men will abandon me."
"... and isn't that strange? I don't know, this is the Fontana family, right? I think it's unusual for me to go under Master Carlos."
"Kuhaha. That's exactly what I'd like to thank you most for in this case, Ars. Well done, Raymond. You picked me up. I'm so grateful."
Huh?
Isn't that the most important position in the aristocracy?
Why would you be so happy to have that killed?
I couldn't understand Carlos' words without clapping.