Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Xeno Sturmfausen, head of the Knights of the Holy Cross III Chevalier regiment, had a glance at the letter he had received in the mansion of Zestin, his own territory.

The encrypted text could only be read by some humans, and the actual content of the long written letter was only about two lines.

[Dear Princess Annerose, the rescue operation has entered its final preparatory phase. Flying the anti-flag blade is close. Don't fail to prepare to defeat the Abominable Archpope.]

"... the coup is only a few moments away"

In order to rescue the captured Princess Annerose, some Knights will flip the flag against the Archpope Red Lamb and restore the now mad Knights of the Holy Cross.

The operation was steadily underwater. Naturally Zeno, who participates in the operation, was also the chief of the assault unit in charge of the spear most at the time of the coup.

There are many operatives coming in from the denominational side to the knighthood side. As it is, there is also a possibility that rescuing Princess Anne Rose will not turn her position upside down. Things must proceed quickly.

In the unlikely event of failure, the position of the Knights will fall completely to the ground, and the Church side will rebuff the Knights side, imprison them as criminals and dismantle the regiment is well thought out.

Never let that happen. When this coup was a success, it had a strong resolve in its chest.

When Concon and a modest knock echo into Zeno's private room, she quickly magically burns the letter.

"Come in."

It was Zeno's servant who came into the private room.

"Dear Zeno, the envoy of the Marquis of Gourmet is here to see you."

"Marquis Gourmet?

I get reports of visitors from my servants, but I don't see them today.

Marquis Gourmet is also the lord of the Iron Chef, a large food-exporting country currently responsible for about 60% of Zestin territory's food.

I wasn't even the person I could push back down because I didn't have an appointment.

"Fine, let me through to the visitors' room."

"Yes, sir."

When Xeno entered the visitors' room a little late, the envoy of the Gourmet Marquis was fluttering on the couch without even having a meeting.

The messenger's body is plenty fat because food is lubricated by the fact that it is a food state. Zeno wondered if this would protect the country when things happened.

"Thank you for waiting. What can I do for you?

"It's a bad tea."

When the messenger complains about the tea served first in the opening, a cock and furious muscle float around Zeno's forehead.

She cares about politeness because of the way she talks, but the low boiling point was Knights One.

"That's rude. It's coarse tea, so you don't have to drink it if it's not on your mouth."

"I didn't know you'd bring really bad tea for coarse tea, well,"

That being said, the messenger put plenty of sugar in his tea and drank it all up.

Xeno faces the sight of heartburn.

"I don't like sweet things when I look like this."

Zeno's face. [Huh? Seriously?] and cloudy.

"Next time I come, I'll have some hot, sweet Holstaurus milk."

When Zeno responds sarcastically, the messenger snarls his nose.

There was a reason why the messenger behaved so badly, and Zestin was low in food production in the territory, covering all the shortfalls with imports from gourmet territory, an important food line.

Instead, we export gemstones mined in Zestin to the gourmet territory, which should have been in the same position, but of a different value than the gemstones that enrich the essential food and life to live.

Until recently, we still had a reciprocal deal, but there has been a change in attitude here recently with the deterioration of the Marquis Gourmet.

The Marquis of Gourmet was less interested in precious metals, such as gems, and he had no choice but to export them to Zestin because there was a shield behind the Knights of the Holy Cross.

"Let me get to the point. I came here today to inform you directly of a circular from the Marquis of Gourmet."

"Circular?"

Have you come to raise the price of imports? I thought so, but Zeno's predictions hit.

"Lady Gourmet says she currently wants to stop exporting groceries from Iron Chef territory to Zestin territory"

"Become!? What does a sudden stop mean?

"If you don't like that, I want you to pay five times the price you've paid for all your groceries"

"Become!? Five times!? They come all of a sudden and make jokes. I'm not talking about how you can drink as much as you want to suddenly raise your price by five times."

"Then we're ready to stop all exports."

"It's impotent! I am officially protesting the Marquis of Gourmet, not as an individual Knights of the Holy Cross."

"I have already spoken to His Holiness Pope Red Lamb and I have obtained his consent. Our country is also experiencing soaring food prices due to lack of production, which makes it difficult to follow suit."

"Become!?

I've never heard anything like that. It's a lie for sure, but more important than that is Red Lamb.

That raccoon, didn't they notice the coup? No, I simply see you harassing the blind knights.

Apparently the Gourmet Marquis is already acting out thinking the top of the Knights of the Holy Cross is Red Lamb, and it also seems like he's waving his tail to Red Lamb and in a good mood from now on.

I mean, we can't even use the names of the Knights of the Holy Cross to make threats with this.

Food supply routes are nothing short of gourmet territory, but Zestin has a lot of mountains and bad transportation. Because of this, most of the fresh foods hurt due to the length of travel time, even though the transport costs are high in different digits.

If you're in gourmet territory, you're close, and more importantly, they have their own airship for food transport. For this reason, good quality food is sent quickly and cheaply. It's too painful to get this cut right now.

"But the Marquis of Gourmet is not a ghost either. If you want the price increase to be the same as usual, you have the conditions."

"What, what? I don't think my body is looking for me... to be humiliated like that."

"Master Gourmet is not a Loricon"

"What the fuck? Oraaaaaaa!!

Zeno hit the head-bad straight when he jumped on the messenger.

"And excuse me. I didn't think you cared that much."

Zeno's height on the windowsill is about 130-140. Her body is only about the size of an elementary school student, although she has a splendid tuna stretched out on her side head and would be higher if she included it.

This is a Kurt specific body shape, and even in adulthood, it is rare for a person to be over 150 tall.

Instead, the breasts are popping out more and more, and Kurt's alias is also said to be the Little Boobs and Lo 0 Boobs.

And the Kurts were also famous for their high pride, and it was too famous that little ones and fats were forbidden, and now the word Lori is forbidden, so a new forbidden list was added.

I almost killed him.

He was hit in the head by a stone-headed Zeno in a row, and the messenger shook his fluttering head.

"Returning to the story, the condition for exporting food prices as usual is to offer 100 slaves per month. That way they say we can make the same deal as before."

"A hundred slaves? I can't believe it's every month."

"You won't be able to. It's a well-known fact that the Knights have a bunch of black markets behind them."

"What are you going to use such a large number of slaves for?

"I have no obligation to answer"

Xeno smacks his tongue small. If you succumb here, the demands could escalate even further.

But it is very bad for the food line to stop near the coup.

It was originally a project to consult with the Knights to think about countermeasures, but it is not a good idea to bring up the issue now and interfere with the coup.

But if we leave it alone, even if the coup succeeds, we are likely not to see the internal affairs of our own territory for a while, and it is also possible that we will be seen at the foot of the worst Knights Gotagota and plucked into even more unscrupulous conditions.

"If you don't like that, there's one more condition."

"What the hell! Now it's time for my body to be humiliated..."

"Master Gourmet is not interested in anything but meals. It would be more pleasing to be offered even one of the watermelons than to offer a big breast for nothing like yours."

"My breasts are less than watermelon!?

Tragedy repeats itself.

The head-bad-received messenger manages to keep talking even though he has his nose down.

"Phew, the second condition is to make the best dishes in the world and satisfy Master Gourmet."

"Why would I do something like a service?"

"Raise the import price, dedicate slaves, cook the best food in the world, you can choose whatever you want"

The messenger left the mansion with a mocking grin that if he could satisfy the tongue of the gastronomer, Lady Gourmet.

Zeno bit off his own nails as he dropped off the messenger's hindsight with an abominable look.

"Chi... you need to go to gourmet territory. Tomorrow we'll procure 100 slaves from Black Earth Street."