Stranger’s Handbook

"My lord, His Majesty the Beast King has received a protégé"

"Now I get it, thank you"

I'm finally back to my usual good-looking, Albert.

The only thing I'm proud of is my face, so I want to take care of you there.

"I'll be here. Thanks for that and the treatment. Thanks to the armor, it was mild, but it helped! It's nice to be able to talk."

"... that's fine if you say so"

I'm as relieved as ever of wanting to talk to you about nothing but landmines.

You know, I feel at home.

"That's a very thick parenting book. Oh, the Chancellor wrote it."

Would His Majesty the Beast King write something small and difficult?

No, was it possible I was pretending to be stupid...

Using a paper knife to open the seal, a tightly wrapped object emerged from inside.

"Ko, what is this!?

"Wow, that's brilliant."

No white, fresh snowy stains, pure white.

Slow weight

And I can't turn my fingers with one hand, thick.

It's a really fine 'bone'

There was a "painted bone," like I've only seen in comics.

"... hmm? Is there something carved in there?

I was uncomfortable with one of those bones, so I checked it out, and it was carved like this in small, snobby letters.

"Eh Na Ra" and

"What am I supposed to do with a named bone? Albert, is that a sign of the Beast Clan or something?

If you only ask a dog with a confused head, he answers with a smile that just tells me to leave it to me.

"Giving bones is a celebration of victory. The whiter it is, the more advanced it will be. This time it's just the finest, Your Majesty the Beast King."

"Sir, and the name of the tooth carving on the bone means, 'You want to bite it, don't you? But I am so grateful that I carve my name with patience'. How do you feel about His Majesty the Beast King, who carved his name with patience for this temptation of bones... I will guess"

I don't know what you guessed. Teary-eyed Su and Albert.

The darkness of the Beast Clan seemed a lot deeper than I imagined

... It's called tooth carving.

"The point is, did His Majesty the Beast King win? Do you want me to return the favor?"

"There you go, sir."

Quiet office with a hint of tea...... no, a private room.

Albert has gone outside, so it's a very calm air

I knew Su's tea was good.

"So, how much goods do you deserve? I give the equivalent of a human being's case, but in this case, do I need special consideration?

"That's right, sir, you know the Beast Clan very well. As you said, in this case, 'those bones have been delicious' means..."

I knew it.

Sometimes Albert handed it out as a dog, and I guess it's a custom peculiar to the Beasts.

I'm glad I didn't give you a weird item by mistake, assuming it's the Beast King.

"I'll give you my teeth"

"... what?

"I don't care about any creature, but you'll want as big a creature's teeth as possible. That's all it means to be grateful."

I see. I don't know.

I don't understand it at all, but I do.

You wouldn't have a choice if it was that kind of custom.

I gave up thinking. I slowly stood up and opened the window.

"Albert, come snap the biggest dragon teeth! Don't worry, I'll fix you later!

"Huh! Heh heh heh heh!

All you have to do is run around the yard with your bones and give them instructions.

I belong to His Majesty the Beast King. I gave it to Albert because it only looks like a little dirty bone attached to someone, but I was thrilled.

That's the price, so they'll execute it quickly.

Besides, the dragons are always broken about Kiva in mock warfare, so I guess now.

"I hope Albert brings you some dragon teeth later"

"Brilliant, sir."

He drank a little cold tea with Su's praise to praise me.

Sometimes I don't hear dragons screaming from afar.

"… and that will be it"

"Well... I hope it's a calm governing situation, but it's a huge deficit"

Su put together the paperwork stacked on my desk and reported it to me.

You still need a good secretary.

From the results, the former Dwarf kingdom was in a laughable deficit situation

Well, the thought of the Imperial aristocrats trying to cut my finances is a success.

"Come on, I want this place to be under the direct control of the Empire."

"When you do that, you'll be pushed for extra work again. My husband should rule as a sign of no rebellion. I was wondering if I could return it to His Majesty the Emperor if my finances went black."

The former Dwarf kingdom today is the treatment of the territory of the former Dwarf kingdom of the Grung Empire

I'm the lord, but naturally I don't have enough supplies and money.

in the future may be independent from the Autonomous Communities in the treatment of their own countries, but will be ahead for the time being

There's hardly any royalty left, so it's hard to find where it goes.

"We have instructed local nobles and merchants to search for and protect the former royalty, but hopes are dim."

"In the worst case scenario, we'll discover facts that no one else knows about. Leave it to His Majesty the Emperor."

That much political judgment is resentful and cumbersome, so you can throw a round at your boss.

I'm not that responsible.

"I was wondering if that's okay. Your husband will be held accountable until some recovery of the status quo. Please consult Lord Borderline to add or subtract a teaspoon around it."

"Let's do that. I'll keep it big enough not to make a wave. If they force any more expeditions, they'll deplete the Beat component."

"So in the next month or so, your husband should return to the territory. You may leave the border uncle to return to your territory and ask for instructions from there to the Imperial City."

Yeah, well, that's the safest thing to do.

Besides, this wouldn't be just Su's opinion.

"Is that your opinion on Lamia stepmother and around Catalina?

"You're right, sir."

Sophisticated...... oh, I got chilly

intelligent and beautiful mother-in-law and let's follow her opinion on the wisest of her men

Let's stay very obedient here and root it out in the Imperial Capital and go home

That would be cheap for a while.

"Now that Kathua and Anastasia have matchmaking wedding parties and policing patrols are solid, let's create an organization where governance can be maintained so that I can leave here. You're gonna get Su to move a lot, right?

"I'll take care of it, that's why I came here. Please tell me what it is."

I'm gonna bow my head down, and I'm gonna look at her, and I'm gonna be horrified.

This is it. I don't have many of these guys around me.

Don't worry, I'll spread the paperwork again and compile the detailed instructions

"If you work hard now, it's Beatto and flirting time," he told himself, continuing until late at night.

"Well, this is a great plan."

"Zest, wouldn't you be able to do it"

"Yeah, I did my best. Good luck."

The documents, which burned out half-white but finished, appear to have come true to the glances of Uncle Borderline and his master

I finished it without sleeping. It's a confidence piece, so if you can't admit it, it would be natural because it was a level of rampage

Drink tea with a smile you cut off and wait for the reaction afterwards

"There's no complaining about the governance plan, and the funding plan is good."

"Ultimately, it is also a good idea to return the territory to His Majesty the Emperor. You've become a nobleman."

"Yeah, I guess so."

I owe it to my men, not my own handles, but it would be noble not to say around there

But their biggest concern was still sole.

"Later, if you can find a royal family, you'll score 100 points."

"Right there. I want you to run away somewhere and stretch out..."

country, but there's no point without a king to govern it

The Dwarves will need a king of the Dwarves.

Or should it be incorporated into the Empire as an industrial city?

I had my head on the biggest problem, but surprisingly the answer would be rolling nearby would be the interesting part of my life

"My lord, I beg your pardon. Oh, if you all seem to be in line, that's just fine. Sir Media has informed me. This is a report that Lord Mira's father is from the former royal family. Though royal, the end seems to be the end of the family pattern, and I'm a common son... Um, what's up?

Albert, the landmine stomper, said we looked bad at this time.

And after this, the line was playing a brilliant unison, shaking and talking.

"" "Call Princess Mira here!!

"Ha!! Hurry up!!

A few seconds later, the lazy Mira came under the responsibility of a wasting dog

When I woke up with therapeutic magic, I cried, 'Hiya! Ha, I can eat!?' It is a good memory that I was frightened

I'm not eating. You're a princess now.