The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Isaac and the others waited with a tent in front of the plain in front of the woods east of Tilly Hill.

Morgan left Randolph to be away and was going to greet him with Isaac and Baron Olgren.

Yesterday, I asked the hunters to go into the woods and tell the elves, "Tomorrow, we'll meet".

In response, he said, "I'll be on my way around noon."

As a precaution, we prepare outdoor cooking so that you can eat lightly, but you may not eat this meal with vigilance.

Nevertheless, "be prepared and waste" or "not prepare because waste" changes the meaning.

I am in a position to welcome you this time, so I have to be prepared.

Of course, we have handicrafts.

"Are you sure it was such a good thing?

Morgan looks at the wagon with the souvenirs on it.

The contents are mainly salt, with pepper and a little sugar.

I don't condone it when it comes to souvenirs.

But there was no rush to worry about Isaac.

"Yes, they're doing business with the Dwarves of the South, but he told me that the fact that they started trading salt with humans in the land because of the distance was what prompted the AC to resume. Then I think these practical things would be more pleasing. If I were an elf, all of a sudden I wouldn't accept jewelry or anything."

"If you say so, maybe so..."

It was Morgan's perception that "salt is as much as you can take if you dig" because of the location of a rock salt mining site south of Wellrod territory.

The struggle of the elves, whose areas are not bordered by the mines of rock salt, is discernible and painful.

I knew very well that I would be in trouble for being given one expensive item.

Since it is the Marquis, delivery is also plentiful.

But it was only a burden to get something too expensive for nothing.

It's hard to figure out how to return something worthy of a gift.

That must be the same for the elves.

Maybe Morgan himself was so excited about the "interacting with the elves" thing that he couldn't even think of such a basic thing.

"I am truly sorry. I didn't realize you were bartering with elves."

The one apologizing is Baron Olgren, who is entrusted with the land.

About a hundred years ago, those who went into the woods before he was born would meet with the elves.

I am very ashamed of what I have never noticed.

"No, you can't notice this kind of end-of-life stuff unless it's reported. Baron Olgren has no responsibility."

Morgan sheltered him.

Not only the hunters and woodcutters, but also those who went into the woods to collect firewood and mountain vegetables, did not report in detail.

There seemed to be a report of "I met an elf in the woods," but that's all I'm done with.

It wasn't even reported that we made a deal.

It's no surprise that you encounter more than you know an elf lives in the East Forest, and you never take care of it just because you meet him.

Anyway, I couldn't blame Town Gurumi without realizing that I was dealing between individuals.

This is a matter of communicating information.

- You can tell the lord, but if you don't believe me, I'm going to be punished.

- As much as I changed things, I wouldn't have to bother telling them.

I didn't even pass it on to Baron Olgren because he was all those who judge him so.

That's why it's reckless to order "tell me everything that was a city because I won't punish you".

There is a danger that rumors that have no real situation will make you go right and left.

It is the same thing that creating a position to remove information does not report it to a superior if the person who holds the position is not qualified.

We will have to wait for the development of more means of communicating information and raising awareness about the information associated with it.

"What Baron Olgren didn't know was that there had never been a major problem before. From there it can be read that the elf side is also unwilling to cause disturbances. Don't worry too much, the baron knew and didn't shut up"

I don't sleep well when something like Baron Olgren is punished for what I caused.

So Isaac also turns to follow.

(Baron Olgren seemed to have the vibe to be on his side.)

Isaac has yet to realize that he has become a supporter of himself.

Because I've never had any allies before, I don't know if you can say it clearly.

Somehow I'm guessing in the atmosphere, but Isaac wasn't sure.

Someday I had to learn to feel the finesse of people.

"I'm here! The number is roughly twenty!

A report enters Morgan from the man who was watching the woods.

Ask how many elves there are and a little nervous runs.

"Twenty? That's a subtle number...... What kind of weapons are they?

"Prominent armaments were about bows and arrows and knives. Others have fur and Zuda bags"

Morgan puts his hand on his jaw and thinks a little.

"You're on alert there, too, but you seem to be thinking about the deal. This one leaves twenty escorts, tell the others to keep their distance."

"Ha."

Though in its own territory, Morgan moves so there are about three hundred escorts.

Though an elf opponent outperforms each person's combat abilities, if you keep all that number aside, they might think you're up to something.

Besides, bargaining is not just logical bargaining.

If they think, "This guy's freaking us out," that's the only thing that'll put him at a disadvantage when it comes to determining the terms.

Though I fear it in my heart, I must behave as if it were normal on the surface.

To show his will, Morgan let go of the soldiers.

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Isaac was surprised to see the elf outfit.

Because a few old men, who were probably representatives, wore feathers.

(That's definitely hard to walk in the woods...)

Those who accompany them as escorts are dressed like overalls, with breastplates of skins on them, etc.

I guess he keeps the strings from hitting his chest when he shoots the bow.

I also see Bridget in the escort.

"Nice to meet you all. I am Isaac, son of Randolph, Marquis Welrod. This is my grandfather, Morgan. And this is Baron Kenneth Olgren, the deputy ruling the city."

First, Isaac opens his mouth first as per the meeting.

In keeping with that, they both greeted each other.

Isaac's first name was to represent "who's partitioning this place".

This was to make him "nominally responsible".

- Isaac will lead the negotiations with the elves.

The honor of Isaac "partitioning negotiations with the elves" in order to protect himself gives way to Isaac.

Morgan was enough to foil as Foreign Affairs Minister, as long as he had the fact of "resuming interaction with the elves".

"I am Alois, the village chief of the village of Morane. Speaking of villages with bridges, I guess it's easy to understand."

A middle-aged elf who looks around fifty when it comes to humans answered.

Certainly the outfit is a fine category among the elves.

From Isaac, who was also a suit at the bar mitzvah, the feathers look a little envious.

Aloys starts introducing an elf the next time he's about the same age next door.

"This is Mathias, the elder. I was interested to talk about this one."

Mathias, called the elder, only nodded to Eagle Deep.

I look over seventy when it comes to humans because my face is engraved with pretty deep wrinkles.

In the book Isaac has read, it seems that elves have ten times the life span of humans.

Mathias seems to be alive long before the kingdom of Reed was born.

Exactly what I would call an elder.

"I've been waiting for you. Please take your seats."

Isaac recommends a seat.

At the same time, he sent signals with his gaze to the knights of the escort.

They unload the chair from the carriage they put nearby and arrange a chair for the number of people behind the village chiefs on the table.

But half of them sat in that chair.

- Individuals can also be trusted, if they become a group, people change.

Perhaps you can't be wary of talking to a human representative as long as you're a trust-building hunter opponent in years of dealings.

It's not like I'm accusing you of something special.

It is a natural course of action.

"Thank you so much for coming today. Bicentennial interactions with all the elves in minutes. Differences in practice may make you feel uncomfortable. At that time, I beg your pardon."

Firstly, set up a line of prevention in the event of differences in politeness.

If the culture is different, we can think of different ways to do it.

These lines of prevention are for each other.

If it's told in advance, the elf side won't have to be angry that he's a "rogue guy" either.

It was possible that they thought he was “a non studious guy” because there are still past material on elves, but so far they thought he was a "prudent kid".

"It was in the woods that I met Mr. Bridget that I set this up."

Isaac sees Bridget sitting behind Aloys.

"Mr. Bridget didn't feel any resentment towards humans or anything like that. If you don't want to have a fight, we all thought it would be more fun to live together, so let me call you."

Bright childish smiles here.

This also relieved the look on the elf side, which saw the colour of the tension.

The race is different, and the child's smile helps to soothe the place.

The elves had the impression that they looked "smart," so they were wary that they might be up to something.

But the "childish trigger" of wanting to get along is also slightly less vigilant.

Next Morgan opens his mouth.

"In the past there have been tragedies between humans and elves. I'm not in a position to represent humans, but I apologize on this occasion."

As Morgan bows his head, so does Isaac and Kenneth.

Mathias immediately stopped it.

"There's no need for your lords to bow their heads. It was the sins of my ancestors that started the feud. I won't pay my children for their sins."

"Lord Mathias is right. So when the generation changed completely, we started making contact."

Aloys also followed Mathias' words.

"It would be helpful if you could say that"

Morgan exhales in his heart.

And I tightened my mind.

Even if the resentment disappears, your eyes on humans should be tough.

Depending on what we do, we're going to make a big move about what happens in the future.

You can't be sweet with the word that you're forgiving me.

"But Bridget is too alert, albeit a generation born after the war. Elves and humans are irrelevant, and it's not good for a young daughter to go and borrow fire from a group of men."

Aloise mourns Bridget's carelessness as she mixes her sighs.

I guess we're going to soothe the place with public discourse first.

Morgan decided to ride this too.

"That's the same thing with Isaac. There are poisonous creatures and plants in the woods. It was a reckless act as a blood drawer for the Marquis."

"I have a hard time with young people."

We dash each other's children and talk to the public.

When I repeat that several times, I cut out a story that Morgan stepped in a little bit.

"Speaking of which, Isaac told me that salt would please me. Whispering, this is how we prepare gifts as a commemoration of the talks. Can you accept salt, pepper, or sugar?

Morgan said as he handed over the inventory of items.

Aloys looks very happy to see the inventory.

"Salt is appreciated. Even the young keep walking in the woods for more than ten days with furs and such, and it is a struggle to bring back salt from Dwarf's. We would like you to receive a gift from us."

And when he gave the instructions to those behind him, he gave them furs and fruits.

"Thank you. I believe that it is sufficient that we have now been set up in this way a place for talks. However, we also intend to start a formal deal in the future. If you want to make a deal, could you focus on buying and selling fur or something?

Elves live in the woods.

It is believed that nature and animal skins and objects that can be taken in the forest will be the focus.

It was thought that a better hunting elf than a human would also increase the amount of fur and the like.

But the elves' faces are sinister.

"No, forest animals are things to hunt for to eat. I don't want to hunt more than I need to sell."

Mathias denied the deal.

"Exactly. Until now, we've only bartered in surplus. We just have to make it good that we can do business publicly."

Aloys agrees.

This is a matter of how you live as an elf.

You can't force them to hunt.

(Just relationship improvement...)

I wouldn't put it on my face, but Morgan was disappointed.

The resumption of interaction with the elves is a good thing in itself, but then Isaac has no flavor.

Without an ongoing deal, Isaac won't get the elf rights he wants.

The inability to acquire a shield of rights is a pretty tough one.

Morgan sees Isaac as chilling.

Isaac was just watching Morgan, too.

Two gaze bumps.

(no choice)

Morgan decides to take the way he said "None."

"So why don't you work? That way you can buy whatever you want without hunting for your prey."

"What?

Both Alois and Mathias look blatantly disgusted.

If a human tries to get an elf to work, there's nothing wrong with it.

- Men are driven out to war, women are sold their bodies.

Debt. In the name of what? I try to feed the elves.

I had an aversion to being put to work by humans just because I knew what they had done in the past.

"This is what this kid came up with, but I want you to make roads and embankments out of the magic of the elves. Sure, if there's anyone you want."

- Make your way with magic.

I guess there was something about that word.

Mathias opens his mouth.

"... you've changed. When it comes to things made of humans, castles and fortresses. It was all about war."

He has eyes like he looks far away.

Perhaps you recall a time when there was interaction with humans hundreds of years ago.

"It's not a bad story if you think of it as a earner. If you're free to shop in the city there, don't get pots and knives easily. It's inconvenient not to have a store within walking distance."

Mathias seems positive.

I have not forgotten the advantages of making money just because I know a convenient life for shopping.

"We do have a steel mill in Tilly Hill where blacksmiths make iron products. But don't compare it to the Dwarf stuff."

Kenneth said it in a slight way.

Stand aside, 100% genuine.

You can't beat Dwarves in making things, so put up a line of prevention to avoid being disappointed by the elves doing business with Dwarves.

"But I can feel it working in the human realm...... I'm also ready to go over the winter, so don't you need to rush it too fast?

Alois, the village chief, utters a cautious theory.

I remember a time when he had a rich life too.

But that's why I was afraid to decide things with momentum.

Isaac supports his idea.

"I think so, too. Wouldn't it be a good idea to ask if anyone could make a run for it during the winter? We'll be gone to spend the winter in Wang Du, so I think it's better to have some time to calm down and think about it."

Morgan throws a glance at the word "is it good?" but Isaac nodded back forcefully.

"If that's what you're gonna say, let me do it"

Aloys is also frustrated that he is not asked to make a sudden decision.

Regardless of who I am, it's because I wanted to be cautious given my position as village chief.

"That's right. I asked you to show me some of Mr. Bridget's magic, but could you show it to your grandfathers? If you could make a path there, you'd understand."

You can tell by looking at the real thing first.

I am confident that if I can figure out what path I can take, Morgan will actively cooperate, not reluctantly either.

Isaac asked the elves to exercise their magic.

"Then I'll do it"

Bridget raises her hand.

She is the youngest member of this time and has less magic than she deserves year after year.

It's easy to see how much of an elf she can do by what she does.

Aloyce thought so, too, and gave her permission.

"10m wide, 1m deep, about 100m flat road please"

Isaac placed an order on the road.

I really wanted a width of about 15m on a four-lane road + sidewalk considering the times when the car started running, but it fitted the general standard of this country, 10m.

I also ordered the depth because I was afraid that if the pavement area was thin it would crack.

"ok, on kakakabi samma ay sowaka"

When Bridget cast her magic, the plain grass crawled out of the ground and out of the magical range.

(Groans)

It is like a worm to walk in motion with a razor and a root.

But the part of the road that was meant to be great.

A 100m x 10m pavement path can be made with the sound of a mistletoe.

"Ooh."

The exclamation of those who watched it rises.

This is the way to go in just one word.

I can't imagine how much effort it would take if I tried to make the same thing in the same amount of time.

Seeing that surprise, Bridget boasts.

"This is..."

Morgan stands up and ascertains the pavement path that suddenly appears on the plain.

A flat road comparable to the cobblestone path of the Wang du.

Plus, it looks pretty sturdy.

"Sure, this is enough to make me want to ask for a job. I also know what it was like for Isaac to be asking for street maintenance."

When I saw the real thing, I changed his mind, too.

Decide that it would be much better to ask the elves for the taxes they earn by letting them work for it than to impose labour on the civilian population.

"Isn't it?

When Isaac smiles at Morgan, he turns to Aloise.

"This is what I want you all to do. Beautiful and sturdy roads, and reinforced embankments where flooding occurs. I just want you to cast some magic."

Aloys roars "hmm".

If this is really all you can make money for, it's not a bad story.

"What's the reward?

"I haven't thought about it in depth yet, but I'm thinking about ending it in a flash and being able to make a fine path, about 20,000 leads a day per person. It's about 40 kg in salt."

Cheap if you think of it as a construction cost on the 100m road.

But just cast the magic and it ends in an instant.

It can be higher if you think of the achievements, but if you think of the ration of 20,000, it is broken.

It feels like fooling an elf who doesn't know the market, but this is negotiable because it is not a matter of decision.

"Is this just 40 kg of salt...... Let me think positively."

But it seems enough if you try to be the elf of the day.

Maybe we can negotiate after we have a wage increase request.

"I'll be back here next spring. Discuss if we can make some money then."

Yes, Isaac will come to this city again.

We haven't finished bidding yet.

Isaac thought, trying to feel like we should get the story together by the end of the bidding.

"Let me do that"

He says he thinks, but Aloyce's feelings look shaky.

Looks good to expect.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you finished your lunch? If you haven't already, it's an easy one, but we have it, so why don't you come with us?

"Because of that. Let's have it."

Mathias answered Isaac's invitation.

Longtime human and elf interaction.

I thought a light dinner party would be good.

After this, we were able to have a chat while eating and finish the meeting without getting into a fight and breaking up.

Isaac was satisfied with the result.

(Where salt was scarce, large quantities of salt and pepper could be obtained. I should try to stay in that state and try to stay connected with this one)

Isaac was convinced that the elves would accept the earnings in the spring.

When a person becomes rich, it becomes unbearable when he becomes poor.

I'm sure the elves, too, are satisfied to see the salt piled up in the vault now, but they should feel a sense of impatience when they see the salt that diminishes over time.

- He wants more reserves.

That becomes something other than salt, and as it fills up materially with the money it earns, it eventually loses its edge with Isaac.

You should be able to have an atmosphere that tries to preserve nature's relationship with Isaac.

After that, if you teach the elves their thoughts to some other noblemen and merchants, Isaac's body will become protected.

Isaac seemed to be on the road that far.