Five years have passed.

Now he is 23 years old in the spring.

Over the past five years, I have invested in Uchiji.

There was no warlike war in Rionkur during this time, and there was no request for troops from Wang Du.

That said, there was no dispute in the kingdom of Amoros.

We at Lioncool just didn't have a mobilisation order... the point is, we were treated like "Akan guys when we saw them" and we didn't hear from anybody else.

In any case, we have continued to have problems and scandals in recent years.

It's Amoros' swelling.

If that's all right with you, I worked desperately in the realm.

There were as many things I wanted to try.

Particular efforts have been made to develop pioneering areas, hygiene in the territorial capital and strengthening the fortified city of Portu.

It was also worth it, the pioneering land was visibly larger, and a third scooter was installed.

Due to some development, settlers such as the reassured civilian three men and four men began to settle in.

Their willingness to work was tremendous, resulting in the rapid spread of agricultural land and the lack of water.

They are equal to livestock if they stay at their parents' house, but they can set up their own families if they open them up.

I can't help but jump into the colony after borrowing the initial costs.

By the way, it was from me that they owed money.

I intend to set the repayment so that it can be repaid without imposition in my annual contribution.

In the pioneering lands not only cultivation recently appeared, but also those responsible for goat grazing and beekeeping… I think it's a good thing.

The pioneering ground will still grow.

In the fortified city of Portu, an additional defensive tower was built in the form of a stakeout from the walls.

Japanese-style, it's a round.

They crossed rays and increased their defenses by adding irregularities to the walls that were planar.

Especially the enemy in front of the castle gate made it an arrangement that could be attacked from the front left and right and from three directions.

New attempts also included increased arrow spacing and guneye.

The renovation of Portu at the castle gate of the Lioncool basin is of high importance.

The historic Count of Lioncool has undergone renovations, and I have also renewed my hand.

Our history is engraved here in a way.

And the sanitary environment of the territorial capital...

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collar capital

"Master Barian is coming!

"Hide quickly!

"Scary Yikes! Mom, where are you!?

Lately, a light panic has occurred when I walk in the capital.

For what reason?

The answer is simple.

Because they beat me up.

I designated a garbage dump to improve the sanitary environment of the territorial capital.

Raw garbage and other items are collected by junior officials and transported to pigstyles outside the castle.

But the result was scattered…… failed.

The sanitary environment in the Territorial Capital was exacerbated by the fact that everyone did not use the garbage dump, dumped the garbage at will, and fewer pigs used raw garbage as bait.

See 57 stories about the decrease in pigs.

Dump garbage in a set place.

This is the only thing that didn't work.

For what reason?

The answer is simple.

Because residents don't use garbage dumps.

This problem bothered me.

First of all, why can't we even dump trash in a determined place?

This is because I'm not used to it.

Then what can I do to make you develop new habits?

If you do not obey, you will only have to punish them visibly.

Most people lose interest when they think it's none of my business.

In order not to do so, they inflict an impactful punishment that makes you think "you can't stay irrelevant too" in an easy way.

In other words, we patrol ourselves and whip whoever dumps trash outside the dump.

That said, if I really hit him, I would cause him to suffer an injury that wouldn't have gone out of style.

Makes the sound flashy, but actually uses whips engineered to feel soft.

This whip was developed by pioneering craftsmen at my request.

It is popular in pioneering areas that it is effective in slaves, children, etc.

Anselm and others say they are happy to be hit by slaves.

They use it in different ways.

Still, if you get hit, it hurts, but it doesn't change.

The result is great success.

Illegal dumping decreased as I continued to look around with the Brotherhood from time to time, and the sanitary environment in the territorial capital improved as I looked at it.

A considerable number of pigs are also being reduced (because they are crushed and eaten every winter), and a clean town is being created with no pigs, garbage or horse dung.

But the unhygienic inhabitants began to see me as an object of fear.

From the residents, I wander around town casually and seem to be whipping with difficulty because I want to beat the people in town.

She is still crying by a different child.

"Help!? Wow! Mother!!

You can see the gaze of the people gathering at me when I turn my confused eyes to the child.

"Miserable."

"Master Barian likes to beat people up..."

"Oh, God!

I can hear the inhabitants whispering.

I knew you wouldn't understand, but it's not that I'm not sad.

The child's mother ran and said, "I'll be hit instead!" or something like that.

... What is this? What kind of situation is this?

I get confused on the inside.

"I'm just a kid! Missed out!? Have mercy!!

My mother clings to me with a rattling tremor.

... Uh, it's not like you want to hit me, is it?

"Ugh, um... let's forgive that mind"

"Thank you very much! Thank you very much!

I forgive (?) and his mother thanked him in tears, and the surrounding residents also raised their voice of relief.

Some of them are crying... I don't know why.

…… I don't know.

I left the place early.

But there was an unexpected by-product of this patrol.

The security of the territorial capital has improved visibly.

That is so.

No idiot imitates anything strange during my patrol or that of the Brotherhood.

It was becoming a nature and security patrol.

I recognized the effect of the patrol and built several brotherhood quarters in the territorial city... a kind of police station.

Circuit the area determined from the quarters and periodically look around the town.

This is the only reduction in crime.

Of course, he regularly took turns with Brotherhood members in pioneering lands to prevent strange corruption.

Octopus corruption was terrible in Japan.

Improved hygiene and security, and the absence of war, led to a slight increase in the population.

Next I want to strive to spread The Warclout on rocket stoves to reduce frozen deaths and to eliminate winter vitamin shortages.

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These governance dramatically improved the environment of the Territory's capital and continued to increase the population in the Lioncool area.

Varian rule leads to fewer sick people in hygienic lives, fewer frozen deaths and the poor gaining jobs.

Dissemination such as Zawarclout has also taken place, and it seems that residents' vitamin deficiencies have improved during the winter.

These are praised hundreds of years later as "rare good governance of sorts" and "timeless policies" … unfortunately they did not seem to be understood much by their contemporaries.

Looks like the kid cried again before the barians walked away.

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I had plenty of privacy.

First, a child.

There are currently four of my children.

Smina began giving birth to a girl and continued giving birth to a boy.

It is called the Son of the Year.

Thanks to the position taught by my mother... because I think it's a great story.

My oldest daughter is Emma. His eldest son named him Robert.

Same name as my brother, but I have a lot of thoughts here.

He's three and two.

Lucienne drowned her eldest son, a brunette named Robert.

"Robert, Robert" and the cat adore each other with a few octaves.

I'm sure it overlaps with my premature brother.

By the way, Emma is also black eyed brunette.

Bell gave birth to a boy, two boys.

The second son had just been born and was named Raymond.

She's a cute baby who looks a lot like a blonde blue-eyed bell.

Simon, who will be my eldest son, is five years old... he looks like me for what he says.

Looks similar to the variant before Tanaka came in.

Simon is a big bodily bad kid.

Otsum is a little worried... but I think it would be unhealthy.

Simon brought me a stick today if Bell and I were flirting in the mansion.

He keeps interrupting me when I'm in the mansion.

"Of course, tell me about it."

"Well, good... can you give me a minute? I'm busy stroking my mother's ass."

By the way, Bell ignores me sticking up his ass and replacing Raymond's pee.

Having experienced two births, Bell's body adds softness, and the abundance of breast milk delights me.

Ass is no exception.

By the way, Smina seems to have a low amount of breast milk instead of a big one, so much so that she hired a nanny.

It's a strange story.

This neighborhood is a mystery to a woman I don't know about.

"Tosa always touches Kaasama's mark. It's mine today."

"Okay, more than that, can you say your own name and the name of your parents? If I can tell you, I'll do an audition."

The young Simon swelled much-but he had no choice.

Until recently, he thought of me as "Father".

"I'm Simon! Simon de Lioncool! We're Ballians! Ha, ha, it's Alretto!

I said, "Hmm?," he tilted his neck.

Alretto is the first name I've heard.

"Ha, Alretto..."

When I shrugged, I felt Bell's nervousness coming from his ass.

I took my face off Bell's ass.

"Alrett, I love you."

When I whispered, Bell turned red and groaned "…… unconscious".

... No, when something reacts like that, you want to be annoying...

I held Bell's hips and whispered "Alretto" again.

"I am Belle, please call me Belle"

"Okay, Alrett."

When I broke up, I was stared at.

Let's stop now.

"Well put, shall we do the sword arch?"

"Ooh."

I spoke to Simon to deceive him and went out to the garden.

Let's just leave Belle in the bed to be called Alretto.

I complimented him on the inside, "Well done," and he dealt with my son.

Simon has no hesitation at all.

Suddenly he swings a stick and hits me.

When it comes to children, it seems painful to hit.

I'm not out of touch with Simon either.

Because I don't want you to die confident in a halfway audition.

Strike it again and again, pounding it out.

But Simon has a gut, and whether I roll or slap, he eats up his teeth and comes at me.

Sometimes that fighting spirit makes me hazy.

"Simon, the sword is better than swinging... look at it."

I show Simon an example and make him repeat himself.

I'm going to tell Zillow what he told me... Simon happily shows his teeth and sticks out his sword without getting tired of it.

This guy has good muscles.

"You're going to be strong. Protect your mother and Raymond."

"Ooh."

Simon is a busy, deafening bad kid, but he has a big body and good motor nerves.

Am I a parent idiot to think I'm looking forward to the future?

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In the last five years, it has stabilized inside Lioncool and my assets have continued to grow.

Not only sugar, but also those who could create soap in the slaves they were making sugar (see 25 stories about soap making failures).

In the process I taught him, for some reason, only he produces soap stably... it's really weird.

Soap is a soft thing that hasn't hardened yet, but there is enough bubble.

The slave who created this soap freed it as a reward and is now the factory manager of the soap factory. The day will be near to becoming a civilian.

The new sugar factory was also operational and my assets continued to grow.

The land of Lioncool is also slowly but in a good direction.

It's time for expansion.

If you get rich, you'll be targeted. We need to build on that before we do.

I decided to expand the mountain path from the north of the pioneering land and open up new trading routes.