I got out of the carriage just when I saw the city of Nambonan.
Because it's a small, high hill, overlooking the city of Nambonan.
Is it a popular spot because of the good views, there were several traveller-like humans nearby sitting on the ground and resting.
In a far-sighted view of the city's surroundings, horse-like organisms of similar size to Dachshund form rows to carry objects like squared sugar.
Gazing at what that was, it was like stone processed into squares and rectangles. I think the size of one stone is probably about the size of a one-door refrigerator.
He said it was the other day that he gave permission to rebuild the walls, but construction has just begun.
A polygon of brown lines is depicted on the earth so as to surround the entire city of Nambonan. That would be a trail on the ground that flipped over on the ground.
Surprisingly, the city of Nambonan had enough financial leeway to rebuild its walls.
The payment of compensation to the Qualdenze family is progressing without any problems. It's so full of money I don't think I surrendered after losing the war.
Instead of being discouraged, the merchants are also moving around vibrantly seeing it as an opportunity to become Qualdenze territory.
The city of dreams that sang about freedom from the nobility has already disappeared and disappeared, but no decline was felt in its economic growth.
"Mmm... rain"
At first I thought it was the sound of grass swinging in the wind, but that was the sound of rain grains pounding leaves.
When a drop of rain falls on your cheeks, your rain legs become stronger as a result of it.
Wanting to avoid getting wet in the cold winter outdoors, I got in the carriage and headed back to the city of Nambonan.
Papers were piled up in the mayor's office.
In the meantime, we'll call the civilians and do the processing while we confirm.
Not so many because they were only away for a few days, and soon the desk was clean.
"The mayor will be returning to Newnelly City..."
As I checked my future schedule with the clerk, the room-on squeaked.
"Hmm? Was there anything left in the ceremony?
"No, that's not what..."
I plan to return to Newnelly City for New Year's Eve to spend time with my family.
At the beginning of the year, the knights in the realm come to greet each other, so there is a response to that. Your noble man is busy.
Kohari requested that he continue to live in Nambonan City, so he decided not to take him to Newnelly City.
As a room-on, I can get along with my pretty sister, so I think it would be cleaner without me. I don't know why you mourn that I'm leaving.
Do you want me to handle the affairs so much room on?
I kept my mouth shut. I urged Room-on to continue his words.
"... General Galphis is now dedicated to building the castle. I wondered if the old Voystra army would attack the city of Nambonan by poking at the mayor's absence."
Construction of the castle is well under way at the front-line base in the westernmost part of the territory of Qualdenze.
My grandfather said troops of powerful reconnaissance are coming frequently because that is a threat to the old Voystra.
If my grandfather is absent for a long time, it is possible that the old Voystra, who wants to obstruct the castle building, will lead the way and attack the frontline base. As a result, my grandfather will be placing a specific gravity on the frontline base.
Last time, while I was temporarily home in Newnelly City, my grandfather had visited Nambonan City several times, but I'm sure this will decrease in the future as well.
In the meantime, he's worried about me going back to Newnelly City.
No, I guess the room-on speaks for the voices of the citizens, which seems better to think of as the opinions of the citizens of Nambonan.
"The city of Nambonan is packed with troops, no worries"
It was the civilian, not me, who answered the anxiety of the room-on.
There is still a Qualdenze army stationed in the city of Nambonan. Activities range from defending and policing cities to hunting for leftovers at front-line bases.
Because a certain number of subordinate soldiers are rotating to remain, there was always a certain amount of force in the city of Nambonan.
"Sounds like you have something to say. Say it."
He didn't seem to be convinced of the answer from the clerk, so I ask for more input.
Room-on thanked me and opened his mouth.
"I am anxious if the nobility of the old Voystra has attacked me"
"Aristocrats?... Oh, the main force"
In general, nobility doesn't quite come out on the battlefield.
We will go to battle after we have been fed that troops led by knights and civilians will cut the front open and all we have to do is attack.
This is also similar in some ways to the way we fight mature warcraft.
"Room-on, you thought you were smart, but you don't seem to know about the army. There's no way the main force's coming."
Tell the room-on as a clerk from the Knight family teaches.
Having been close to each other since childhood when it came to war and the military, they have a number of knowledge that is not in the room on.
"The old Voystra is full of hands in the war prevention. It's like drilling a hole in a shield, like attacking the city of Nambonan right now? And not General Galphis, who misses that opportunity."
"Exactly. If you were willing to attack that, you would have attacked it before it became Qualdenze territory, wouldn't you?
The other cavalier-born clerks will develop their arguments so that they can sag in.
But Room-on objected to it without hesitation.
"But the walls are gone."
The walls, made of special stone that plays magic, were literally the biggest barrier to the Nambonan City offensive.
The Qualdenze army was lucky enough to attack, but it would have been only a little cumbersome to be caged with that one as a shield.
But the walls have been dismantled and converted to a front-line base with a grandfather. The current city of Nambonan is completely naked.
"The walls are gone, but there are Qualdenze soldiers instead. There's no such thing as a temperamental general capable of dealing with so many armies in the old Voystra."
"The weak Duke is in charge of the city for fear of General Galphis."
He is the duke of the old Voystra, who is treated weakly, but there is a part of it that he cannot help.
Essentially, in wars between territories, knights and civilians fight mainly, and nobility only emerges on decisive occasions.
Discussions take place when knights and civilian troops offer some victory, often settled by giving compensation or swallowing some demands.
Like my grandfather, I am a minority of aristocrats who get out on the front lines and storm the battlefield.
Civilians also continued to explain to Roomon that the invasion of the city of Nambonan was unlikely from the military side, including the number of nobles and knights in the former Voystra, the number of civilian soldiers and the profits in the event of the invasion.
"... so attacking the city of Nambonan would be a pretty bad bet. I don't think the cautious old Voystra guys would choose."
The explanation was reasonable and I didn't see anything to point out from me.
Speaking of civilians, I guess if you're still a knightly child, you're familiar with the military.
Room-on seemed to understand when he heard the explanation, but he didn't seem convinced.
I turned to the room on to figure out how to return it.
"The current story is a conclusion drawn by those who know military standards. Room-on, I'm guessing you're not convinced because you came to a conclusion on a different basis? Based on what?
That seemed to be just the right help boat for the room-on, I only laughed for a moment.
"Merchant standards."
"Hmm.... say it. Forgive."
Room-on took a deep breath and then looked at my face.
"The old Voystra is in financial difficulty due to a prolonged war. The major cities are exhausted, the inhabitants are suffering heavy taxes and the momentum of the city of Otheloria is also being lost.... According to merchants familiar with the old Voystra, most territories are close to financial collapse"
I guess I was getting ready to explain this one, the room-on took the material from a nearby shelf and arranged it on my desk.
There were detailed descriptions of the financial situation of some aristocrats known as the former Voystra.
The results of gathering information from the city's logistics, increasing or decreasing transaction volumes, and connections with leading local players who are gracious, and predicting the financial situation, appear to be the result of this material.
Apparently, Room-On had asked a merchant from the city of Nambonan to do espionage-like activities.
According to the dossier, since the annexation of the city of Nambonan to the territory of Quordenze, the finances of all the aristocrats of the former Voystra had deteriorated at once.
"Why is it getting so bad?
"… because aid from the city of Nambonan has disappeared and merchants have come to avoid the old Voystra for fear of war"
When it was in conflict with the territory of Quordenze, the city of Nambonan was using its luxurious assets to make a leap.
The old Voystra seemed to have received considerable assistance because he was a lodging enemy of the Qualdenze family.
However, the city of Nambonan was annexed to the territory of Qordenze. Naturally, there will be zero aid from the Municipality of Nambonan to the former Voystra.
On the contrary, the Nambonan merchant, when poorly associated with the old Voystra, said he thought he could be unsuspected by the Qualdenze family and began to solemnize the deal.
And other pedestrians, concerned about the intensification of the war, said they had come to avoid the territory of the former Voystra.
This also does not force a sudden financial deterioration.
"These monetary problems will be harder to prolong. As it were, the territory could collapse without waiting for General Galphis to attack us."
"Hmm."
"If you want to set it up, it's better early. In that case, if there was a city in Nambonan that had lost its walls in front of it..."
It could possibly attack the city of Nambonan in one or eight before it stops standing completely.
Even if occupation is not possible, breath can be connected if money can be temporarily obtained in looting.
The fact that the city of Nambonan is a golden city must be well known to the aristocrats of the old Voystra who had received aid.
"Let's remember the room-on appeal"
In the unlikely event that an aristocrat-led force strikes the city of Nambonan, we can only buy time in the current force.
I'll keep a note in my brain just to check my liaison system with Newnelly City again.
Either way, we don't have a choice not to go back to Newnelly City.
As I finished my clerical duties and let the clerks out, drinking tea alone, the room-on returned to the mayor's office.
"Someone wants to see the mayor."
"That face doesn't seem like a busy opponent..."
Then Room-On said after a bitter laugh.
"I'm a merchant who was Kohali's fiancée."
Speaking of which, I remember Kohari and Roomon saying before that there was such a guy.
Kohari, who was a pawn in a political marriage, was going to become more than one distant, perverted old man of the year.
Note that the part called perversion is only my imagination. I've never seen myself.
"Mm-hmm? Didn't I tell you to stay away from Kohari anymore?
The perverted merchant was still stuck with Kohari after his room-on father's loss of leg, but recently, room-on was supposed to have protested and stopped.
"Yes, that's fine. There are no more shadows of that man around Kohali."
I see. He doesn't seem foolish enough to get his hands on Kohari, who has just become the "concubine of the nobility".
Even if you look at the relieved look on the room-on, you can tell that's the truth.
"Even though I didn't know, I tried to get my hands on Kohari. He wants to apologize to the mayor no matter what..."
"So, what's the truth?
"Half the apologies, the other half will be for the mayor to make a better impression."
"I see."
When I found out Kohali was my concubine, I don't think the perverted merchant probably felt alive.
I end up with a tragic word, such as the end of a civilian with his hand from the side to the noble concubine.
I just feel like a numbonan merchant who doesn't just get up trying to use his apology interview to make an impression.
"Shall I? The man's chamber of commerce is doing pretty bad things, and he has a very bad reputation in the city."
My room-on father had a bad reputation, but the perverted merchant seems to be quite a hater, too.
Kind does not seem to change the earth or the Elo continent to call friends.
"And there are suspicions of tax evasion in the Chamber of Commerce, and there are plans to have the military seize them during the year. Maybe they'll bribe you to allow tax evasion."
The military has hitherto assaulted several chambers of commerce and organizations at the request of civilians.
I remember signing papers on the military's permission to leave on several occasions.
I'm not stupid enough to allow tax evasion with an immediate bribe.
Well, assuming you get a bribe, I don't have a problem with you arresting me because you're shiitake. This one is noble.
"Never mind, let me through."
I came all this way to be in a good mood, so you should be able to expect some contribution.
Something when it comes to what a merchant of inferior character brings.
Gold or rare, or a woman.