"We wish you well and have a sleepless evening"
Marlow tore away such a letter from his rightful wife, who lives in the Imperial Capital, saying it was "sloppy."
Spending his own surname unnamed as "Marlow," he was born as the third son of a lower nobleman with a territory on the border between the imperial capital and the Devil's Forest. The territory is narrow. There is nothing to inherit from Marlow, the third son. Marlow was able to rely on his born Tales skills to volunteer for the Labyrinth Crusade and rise to captain at a young age.
It was around that time that an affair from the Count Bellato family was brought to my parents' house.
Given the title of my parents and the patrimony that is the genealogy of the Kingdom of Endalgia, there was no possible connection between what I wanted for my son-in-law, from the Bellato family, which is an old patrimony of the Empire and also the Count. Apparently, this fringe was made possible by the merits of his young appointment as captain of the Labyrinth Crusade Army. The son-in-law was a house with a yagoo merchant camp on its territory that went back and forth between the labyrinth city and the imperial city, and the territory of Marlow had access to food, iron and various supplies for the imperial and labyrinth cities via its accommodation town. That's why I couldn't turn down this fringe.
Even if Marlow had someone to pledge his future to.
The Count Bellato family, who is on the verge, apparently signed up for the verdict after checking on Marlow. I have offered a condition that even allows me to be a mistress and a child on condition that I don't let them out of the labyrinth city.
"Let's both flee the country."
Marlo, who takes the hand of his lover, cut out his farewell and recommended that he speak with the Bellato family, was no other lover. Marlow found out long after her stomach was already alive and she couldn't escape anywhere at that time.
Marlow's lover, who has no status, honor or even property, did not doubt Marlow's happiness by believing that it would be his son-in-law to enter the Count Bellato family with all of it.
A woman who wants a man of low stature for her husband, who was born a captain of the army on her own merits.
Though he had doubts about the person who would give him the condition of "acknowledging his mistress," etc., he probably didn't want his lover, who sincerely desires Marlow's happiness, to believe that the other woman must feel the same as himself.
Marlow, who resigned from the Labyrinth Crusaders and joined his son-in-law to the Count Bellato family, was greeted by his wife, the female princess, and a male deacon sitting beside him. I soon learned that the butler's dark hair was dyed. The actual hair and eye color of the butler, although slightly bright, is the same as that of Marlow's blonde blue eye. Marlow understood all the circumstances of this marriage to a deacon of the same colour as himself.
The butler was a civilian, and he couldn't be the husband of a female princess, no matter how much credit he earned.
(Now you don't know which is the mistress)
As Marlow thought, from his wife, who was full of shapes, she had a child unlike herself, except for the colour of her hair and eyes, and the butler and wife were more amiable, and Marlow's weak position as a son-in-law disappeared nowhere.
No one will be blamed for such Marlow's nostalgia for his former lover. I didn't break up with each other because I hated each other, and there hasn't been a day I forgot since we broke up.
Hiring an A-rank adventurer and waiting for Marlow to reach the labyrinth city was the look of a former lover who had struggled to raise Marlow's daughter.
My young daughter has exactly the same blonde blue-eye as herself. Unlike the shiny blonde son of the Count Bellato family, he is a dull golden, soft wavy haired child just like Marlow.
"When I fell asleep, I had a nasty habit of rounding my toes, with you."
Speaking like that, his former lover declined Mallow's offer to take care of her life, saying, "I appreciate it, but I don't need the money of the Countess (that one)."
If so.
Marlow launched the Black Iron Transport Corps, speaking to Dick, who just needed a fortune for Amber, and Edgan, Donino, and the Grand Dollar, who were looking for a place to work without the Labyrinth Crusaders.
Although it was the convoy launched by Marlow, it was also a consideration to make the captain a dick so that the Black Iron convoy could not be subjected to unnecessary pressure from the Count Bellato family.
Although the Count Bellato family showed some difficulty in Marlow's decision, there was also a mouthfeel from the much more prestigious Schusenwald Border Uncle family, which allowed Marlow to join the Black Iron Transport Corps on condition that he appeared face to face the Imperial Capital once a month.
Even at this time, his wife arranged a white phrase that said, "It is a problem that the husband of the Count Bellato family is not in the Empire City for a day" or "I am worried, so I want him to show his face". In fact, Marlow thought that it would be convenient if he frequently came and went to the Devil's Forest and died, as an excuse for having a second child with the butler.
Whatever thoughts were on the side of his wife Count Bellato, the Marlowers Black Iron Transport managed to come across the Devil's Forest, and although it was more difficult, he was named father by his former lover and daughter and allowed to live with them only for a short time in the labyrinth city.
This time, his reinstatement to the Labyrinth Crusader Army was only due to a strong push from the Schusenwald Border House for a sum of 'gratuity'.
The Count Bellato family hears that the business handled by the butler has failed and that the flow of funds is deteriorating. There have been several times since Marlow was in the Black Iron Transport Corps, and he has paid on condition of reviewing the business, but the business has never been reviewed because he just builds up liabilities. The Black Iron Transport Squad was well on track, so if they hadn't dicked the captain, they would have taken every business out at the same time.
This "gratuity" was planned by Marlow with Weishardt, who was familiar with the circumstances, and since his return to the Labyrinth Crusaders, he has made it a Magic Contract that will not return to the Bellato family until he is relieved of his duties, including confidentiality. It has no connection whatsoever with the business of the Count Bellato family while in the Labyrinth City, and has pledged through the Judiciary of the Imperial City that it will be excluded from any interest, including debt. Since it is a contract equal to the de facto margin of separation, I finally offered the margin of separation, but I couldn't accept it.
"What I love, even if I'm away"
When I heard him smile at such a thin cold dialogue, Marlow felt the cold in his spine.
It is such an insignificant news from the Earl of Bellato in the capital.
(You must have sent me a sentence like this in anticipation of censorship going in, but for what purpose...?
Many people from the Imperial City are gathered for labyrinth cities, and skirmishes are already happening everywhere. So much so that we can be driven out on intelligence missions as far as the Labyrinth Rebellion.
The summer sky that I looked up has thick clouds, and I find myself annoyed by the humid and annoying heat.
(At least give me something that would be nice if it were blue skies that would fall out)
Marlow sighed deeply at the unpredictable appearance of the sky.
Densetsu's Yusha line triumphed over the Labyrinth City for the "Wood Leak Day".
The members are the Yushisha Grand Dollar of Densetsu with the Holy Sword and Holy Shield Umbrella and the former bandit Nui, Merle, the merchant of the drug grass store, and Mariela, the pharmacist. It's a Densetsu Yusha party. I don't know if it's strange to have an alchemist, but Mariella was more careful when she called herself a pharmacist.
(This party's a little short on fire, isn't it?)
When it comes to firepower, it would be a master. Fire on high heat all the time without choosing a time or place. I want to teach you that the firepower of cooking is not small.
It would be better if there were swordsmen or warriors. Sieg hasn't returned from the hunt, so who else looks strong in 'Wood Leak Day'......
(Dr. Nielenberg, I was wondering if you could join us...)
A master would surely join us, but Nielenberg would not be able to. The icy glance seems to pierce now.
(I wonder if there are any swordsmen left somewhere ~)
Yushida, this unimpeded Mariella heads to the "Wood Leak Day". We don't have enough members for the party. Looking for it in a tavern would be the usual means. Although "Wood Leak Day" is not a tavern, it won't make a big difference because my master drank it for me every day, and I can drink tea. Similar.
As a result, he said, "Would you like some tea on 'Wood Leak Day'?" The Grand Dollar rode Mariella's invitation, which coincided with Yusha's triumph.
"This is the Tree Leak Day."
Beyond that I opened the door with Mariella's guidance.
"I woke up to true love! I want to tell you inside this burning chest! Beautiful person, give me your name!!!
"Haha, Fire?
"Fire! That's your name!
"Chi. Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
Edgan, the wanderer of love, was falling in love with his drunken master.
Let's break this. It is not a small discrepancy to say that you will fall in love, etc. It's like falling into a bottomless Nara. I'm completely lost in my life, and I can't possibly come back.
The master said, "Fire! Fire!" I'm telling you, but I haven't fired, so it seems there's still reason. However, I am in a great mood and feel very dangerous.
Behind the store, Dr. Nielenberg sends a colder eye to Edgan than the ice and snow hierarchy at Arlyman Hot Springs in the winter, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on Edgan who survives any of this.
Sieg might want to pick a few more friends. Most of all, Lynx and Edgan are the only people who seem to be friends, so after Lynx died, Sieg, who goes hunting alone in the Devil's Forest and Labyrinth every day, doesn't have a choice or time to make new friends.
(If I keep the wizard company, the swordsman is going to follow me..., I don't need it)
When Mariella suddenly returned to me, ignoring the masters, she served tea to the Grand Dollars and left it to dinner.
"This one was just stupid, but it's coming in a lot."
In the guise of a foreign dealer in tea and tea utensils from Teito brought in by the Black Iron Transport Squad, Merle of Pharmaceutical Grass Store was visiting Weishardt. Tea and other shapes are not the only products she deals with.
She's an intelligence agent. What we really do is deal with information.
"Really? Are you a nobleman outside?
"Well. And then there's the profit-savvy merchant. Mostly as assumed, though. Still, aren't the nobles of the labyrinth cities very cooperative? The value of the potion collapsed on the market."
"The 'cleaning' of the city has been done before and after one incident in Agwinas. I've promised the rest of them enough."
"Are you sure? It's a little pinched in my ear, but that promise... Isn't Sama the wise one?
"It's Sama's suggestion."
"…, I hope so. That sage Sama's suggestion leaves me uneasy. Besides, the problem for the moment would be with the people outside."
Although the Labyrinth City is the territory of the Schusenwald Border House, the Schusenwald family is not the only aristocrat who has a place there. Many of the aristocrats who hold official positions in labyrinth cities have lived and lived for generations.
Both the Schusenwald Border House and other aristocrats living in labyrinth cities are equally ministers of the Empire. However, since there are aspects of the Empire itself, starting with the Devil's Forest, and maintaining the Empire's physical appearance relative to incompatible peripheral states such as barbarians, subpeople, groups of war-torn small states, and religious states, the peripheral brethren entrusted with the protection of their borders with these strife zones are given a great deal of discretion and autonomy to the extent that they assume their duties.
The aristocrats who live in labyrinth cities are in reality close to the subordinates of the Schusenwald Borderline House.
Many of them were aristocrats who served the Kingdom of Endalgia 200 years ago, after the flood of demonic forests (stampede), who did not abandon their homeland and devote themselves to reconstruction. Even after the labyrinth city became the territory of the Empire, they appreciated its contribution and were given a small and medium-sized territory in the outer periphery of the title and demonic forest.
The territory around the labyrinth city that they once owned could hardly be reclaimed by demons and swallowed by the forest. So even a new territory was given, but the place was synonymous with being told to take care of the demon forest, and in a small territory it was also difficult to cope with raids of goblins and oaks during the harvest season.
It would have been natural to work together to survive or seek refuge for the strong. But even if we work together, we have little profit on hand if we deduct the cost of protecting the territory from the tax we get from the territory. Since only a few annual salaries paid by the Empire could not provide a decent living, 200 years had passed, and the Süzenwald Border House had been entrusted with the provision of various technologies, such as production, and the management of land leading to the payment of taxes, and the majority of the aristocrats had taken up official positions in the territorial capital or labyrinth city of the Süzenwald Border House and lived in the hands of the pensioners and the operating interests of the territory to which they were entrusted.
Since it was the same thing as the Schusenwald Border House that needed the help of manpower, cooperative aristocrats seeking official positions have been concerned with proper treatment by using two organizations, the Labyrinth Crusader Army and the Urban Defense Force, while balancing their strength and pattern.
Nevertheless, out of self-esteem, which does not dwell on merit, there were a few reckless ambitions, but these difficult aristocrats were solemnized before and after the disturbances of the Agwinas family and are on 'rest and recuperation leave'.
Even the rest of the decent aristocrats, unless they are the homes of collaborators set up in top positions in the Labyrinth Crusade Army, are anxious about the decline in the value of their assets due to the over-the-counter sale of potions and the dramatically changing circumstances, and it makes sense to direct feelings similar to anger towards the Schusenwald Border Uncle family. However, a cooperative system had been set up between the defeat of the Labyrinth by means of a "certain promise" presented in advance by the Schusenwald Border House.
So the problem would be the nobles who do not live in labyrinth cities and have territories around the outside of the Devil's Forest. Many of them were rich aristocrats who could operate on their own territory alone, including defense, having more than medium-sized territories or having resources and Yagoo merchant camps in their territory.
They did not seek the official position of the Schusenwald Borderline House, although they would have a certain system of cooperation when it came to defence, based on the claim that "we are equally ministers of the Emperor and not ministers of the Borderline House".
Even if high pride got in the way, let alone an action from loyalty to the emperor, as claimed. Simply the result of weighing the losses. It tells the story that the tax rate on their territory is higher than that of the Schusenwald Borderline Uncle family without exception.
It is better to lower taxes so that the people can live well with the Schusenwald Border House, crusade the Labyrinth as soldiers, and strive to protect the Devil's Forest and the Imperial Capital as noblemen and emperors.
They are nobles who give priority to their own interests. Potions are now commercially available in labyrinth cities, and there's no way they won't take action. Labyrinth creates a lot of wealth as long as there are no problems with distribution routes.
Who thinks about what and how to act.
In a vastly fluctuating labyrinth city, Weishardt was forced to respond difficult.