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

In a bid a month later, the Braak Chamber of Commerce won an iron ore bid for a high price of 3 billion leads.

With other chambers of commerce around 2 billion leads, it would be a bid that made a huge difference.

Just like the way the Reid Color Chamber of Commerce once took it, it's a way of not threading gold.

Unlike the Laid Color Chamber of Commerce, the Braak Chamber of Commerce has a breathless health in this way.

Many caught a glimpse of the Braak Chamber of Commerce obsession with this result.

The Grey Chamber of Commerce and the like, where the highest number of successful bids had been confirmed in one more time, were so much so that when they found out about the winning bid results, they were stuck at their desks with too many heads of despair.

- As it is, the Braak Chamber of Commerce will continue to win the bid to become the most successful bidder.

That was the common sentiment of those who were in the bidding venue.

Except for one, Isaac.

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"Father, may I ask you a question?

Isaac spoke to Randolph sitting next to him as he enjoyed his afternoon tea time.

Tomorrow we start building streets from a city called Tailor north of Tilly Hill.

He was coming to Tilly Hill with Isaac as he attended the ceremony.

"If I can answer that."

Randolph doesn't have the option of not answering my child's questions.

Though...

(However, it would be hard to answer if I got a little older and became interested in the opposite sex...)

- It's not like anything, as you think.

Being a premature Isaac, I didn't even care if I woke up sexually fast.

"As a representative of the elves, I was convinced of the candidacy of Mr. Claude to stay in Wellrod"

Isaac's gaze turns to Claude, who sits across the street.

Age is 320.

Elves seem to have roughly ten times the life span of a human being, so a man roughly thirty years old in human conversion.

Besides, he's the grandson of Mathias, the elder.

As far as interactions with Mathias are concerned, a personality that can be articulated and opinionated in discussions for humans and elves to mingle with each other's common sense.

Plus, my wife preceded me with no single children.

As an ambassador to be welcomed at the Wellrod family that there was no problem with single assignments, he was the best candidate.

I have nothing against him.

"But...... why did you even allow Mr. Bridget!?

Isaac pointed to Bridget sitting next to Claude.

"Hey, what the fuck! After all, you're not dissatisfied with me!

Bridget has a history that Isaac couldn't accept her as a woman.

I received it as if I was being blamed for my personal feelings.

She is 140 years old.

When I asked him how old he was, Isaac accidentally murmured "Baba," and he pulled both cheeks at the same time, "Is this the mouth to say rude things?"

- She started thinking about Isaac and volunteered as an ambassador because she couldn't accept it.

I didn't get the flag.

- Interaction between generations who do not know war is important.

I have sold into the ambassadorial framework with the most plausible reasoning, but the reason for this is for me.

Isaac was worried about her.

"I am certainly dissatisfied this time. Humans are not always as friendly as we are. When a young woman enters human society and returns home in tears after being impregnated with a child her father doesn't know early to resume interactions, it's not a friendly place!

Isaac was frustrated by Bridget's defenselessness.

Even Randolph, who has two wives, is an attractive woman to the extent of stealing Chirali and Bridget from time to time.

In case you get attacked by someone who craves you, it matters.

"Is that still what it was all about that held up AC!," which could result in another state of national disconnection.

Isaac did not think well of Bridget's behavior, which did not consider the possibility of developing into an overall human and elf problem, rather than on his own.

"... that?

I thought I said something good, Isaac, but I noticed everyone staring at me like I was surprised.

Randolph and others, through surprise, are horny.

Seeing that, Claude asks Isaac.

"Where did you find out about that? That's not what kids say."

"What, no... That's what I wrote in my book..."

(Shit, did I say too much)

I made a speech about the kids.

Reflect that you may have said too much about being "pregnant" with whatever it takes.

"When we talk, we know Isaac is highly intelligent. But that doesn't mean you have to learn everything."

Claude's spearhead goes to Randolph.

Isaac is still young, so sorting the knowledge he needs to learn is an adult role.

Just because I remember doesn't mean I should tell you everything.

As the oldest in the field, Claude blames Randolph.

"You're absolutely right. I'm a kid who likes to read books, so I was free to read them...... Perhaps we should have limited what we read to some extent."

Randolph wipes his forehead sweat with a handkerchief.

Claude is right.

As a father, we cannot deny that we leave it to Isaac's autonomy when it comes to education.

Even though he was thus front-cut and criticized, there was an indescribable backwardness.

"Hey, wait a minute. Whatever book I was reading, consider the danger of young female elves entering human society."

Isaac tried to get back to the conversation.

I was getting some awkward vibes, but I didn't try to get out of the way for that.

Street maintenance also had female elf hopefuls, but had them removed from their early members for their own safety.

I feel somewhere wrong here to allow Bridget to assume her duties as a resident ambassador.

But Randolph doesn't seem to care about that.

"I'm fine. I usually wear a proper female escort, and I can magically protect myself when I have to because I'm an elf. Besides, it's huge to be able to hear the views of a woman's gaze. It may be difficult to protect a lot of people at the same time, but if you're alone, you can protect them."

- If it's just Bridget, we can afford to take turns attaching a female escort.

- So, you'll be fine.

That seemed like Randolph's idea.

If you are staying at the Wellrod family mansion, it can be difficult for anyone with ideas to get close to you.

You don't seem to be worried about safety.

"Wow, even I can hunt pigs by myself! I can't carry it without using magic. I can protect myself."

Bridget appealed that she could protect herself, even as she blushed her cheeks at the word "conceived".

There is a reason why she wants to go so aggressively to human society.

- It's a meal.

Still young. She wanted something with a strong flavor.

The human diet eaten at Tilly Hill was also salty and satisfactory.

Mathias put a bacon egg on top of the bread and said, "Yeah, this is it. After all, the bread food is great!" He liked human food as much as he agreed that he was eating satisfactorily.

It doesn't mean the elves were disgusted with insect food being the main thing.

He cultivates fields in open areas and eats rice and vegetable-centric meals.

A wheat-centric diet is just unusual.

If Isaac asks about his elf diet, he says, "I want rice! I would have said."

But the impact, such as the skewering of the first inago, was too strong to try to hear about the diet.

Because of this, I had kept away from what was close to me in my previous life: rice.

"But, well, you might have no choice but to worry that some people might lose my charm."

Bridget turns her hands behind her head, poses sexy and winks at Isaac.

However, the part to be highlighted in that pose is not highlighted.

"In change"

Speak ruthless words.

Isaac's preference is for big tits beauty.

Sometimes in my previous life I didn't have a lover, and girls who are just cute are used to seeing in two dimensions.

So three-dimensional swelling had become the criterion for judging the evaluation of women in reality.

In this world of beauty, even mob-faced women had 75 out of 100 by previous life standards, which was also a reason not to judge women by their faces.

"Okay, I bought that fight!

Bridget rises out of her chair and tries to follow Isaac's cheek.

Isaac waves away the hand that is stretched out and protects his cheeks.

"Hey, can a friendly ambassador behave violently?

"You have to punish the bad boy."

"What are you thinking about trying to appeal to your child's sexiness in the first place"

Randolph laughed as he watched the two fierce offensive battles.

I've never seen Lisa or Tiffany fit like this.

I was just talking and playing a lot.

Certainly not that I don't remember anxiety as an ambassador of friendship, but Claude will play his original role.

I don't care who I am or where I stand, there may be one person who can talk to each other like this.

That seemed to Randolph, like a not surprisingly bad candidate for Isaac.

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The next day, a row that included thirty elves visited a tailor north of Tilly Hill.

Street maintenance can begin in this city.

Originally, it would have been better to make the beginning of our friendship with the elves widely known for the first time from the Wang capital.

But anxiety about bringing the elves closer to the king's capital.

The anxiety of the elves, who will suddenly be taken far from the realm of the elves.

From both points of view, we started with the tailor.

The city is a border city connecting the territorial capital Welrod with the northern county of Lancaster, and a commercial city through which merchants from the county of Lancaster to their eastern neighbor, the kingdom of Fatil.

There was talk of starting with the street between Tailor and Tilly Hill, but that Isaac made it stop.

One less hand can be used for bidding if the streets between these two cities are maintained.

Now I'm having trouble getting it up and running.

On the grounds that "the effect of street maintenance is widely known because there are many merchants going by," Isaac claimed to be the first to do the street between Wellrod-Tailer, which became an accepted form.

Surprised by this decision is Viscount Graves, who has been entrusted with Tailor.

As a "talk about interacting with elves near the Wang capital and the territorial capital," I assumed it had nothing to do with me.

That becomes the city where street development begins, as a testament to the resumption of interaction between humans and elves.

Even though I had done nothing, I was suddenly to be honored to join the first step in a new history.

Surprise is natural.

He still stands next to Randolph on something like a speech stand rapidly installed at the city's entrance and looks around with faces like "incredible".

Randolph is speaking.

Human beings living in this day and age now have no immunity to elves.

But that's also a plus for civilians who only have the knowledge that "Elves can use amazing magic."

I was working hard to make a good impression at the same time as the strong impact at first and make it easier for me to get along in the future.

"People and elves, interaction was long cut off. But that also comes to an end today. From now on, it will be a time for different races to join hands and walk together. You will be witnesses to a turning point in history! Lord Aloys, please!

The speech is over, and Randolph asks Aloys for magic.

As a representative of the elves, he was entrusted with making the first path.

The idea was to leave the honourable work to those in positions of responsibility.

Guards pay about 100 meters from the city entrance.

It should not affect people walking, so it is a measure just in case.

They were supposed to make a magically flat path there.

The surroundings are crowded because the streets are sealed off, but that's good.

Just more witnesses that elf magic is effective.

"I'll take care of it. I hope this first step is a testament to the friendship between elves and humans. On Kakabi Samma Ai Sowaka"

When Aloys casts his magic, the ground flattens as if it were a nicely cut cross section.

Plus, it comes with a lidded side gutter in case it rains.

The reaction of the people who saw the magic of the elves is often silent.

Then, I put aside a few breaths, and then send a drink at the same time, even though I didn't even make the call.

Nobility, soldiers, civilians.

It was irrelevant and represented the emotion of what those who were there saw.

"I can't believe the streets are finished so quickly..."

Viscount Graves mutters one.

Imposing labor on civilians to fix the road doesn't make it this clean.

The road is clean as if the craftsman had fixed it.

I feel sorry to use it as a path and trample it rough.

"Yeah, this is what Isaac thought. Let's go."

Randolph takes Isaac's hand and walks to a magically maintained road.

Next to it are Viscount Graves and Baron Olgren.

And there were Aloys and the elves.

To take this path first.

"I hope that the street development project will not become a bridge of friendship."

Everyone takes the first step on a well-maintained path to match Randolph's words.

Some people might say it's a crappy ceremony.

But even crap sometimes needs to be made known inside and out like this.

- Unschooled civilians need to be shown and taught.

Something like a ritual for that.

At least he would tell me, "It was kind of a good vibe for the elves," even if there were people here today who toured and were not sure.

This step Isaac takes is a small one.

But it will be an important step towards the end of the hegemony.