I headed out to a settlement close to the hall and showed my face to the stopover.

And I was reminded.

Identity society, its meaning.

The Far East was a frontier.

A small society with a low number of "upstream" and a difference in identity.

Besides, is much of the population a pioneer (pioneer) in one flag set or a hunted down yake?

Good or bad. "Behavioral" and "aggressive".

I was wondering if there was any chance of eating people down with food.

Even to the generations of sons and grandchildren, he has inherited the air.

But Wang Ki is a stable identity society.

Upper and middle class aristocracy, no family name and no family name.

The walls of the hierarchy are thick and not easy to break through.

The only one challenging that wall is an exceptional very few...... competent confident/ambitious.

The vast majority are spoiled for their "standing position".

That's how you can live. Isn't it scarier to move to Heta and "lose" it?

Farmers who cultivate their ancestral lands are typical examples of this.

I'm not eating down, so we can't have a discussion.

You are the one who uses us. You are the one who takes it from us.

I need you to give me instructions. Because we listen.

Because only when it's too bad, I plead with the celebrity.

... that's how it starts.

As there is no alternative to taxes, utilities… "Do you have any requests" for the use of the waterwheel cabin?

"This one's taxed as a management fee, so if you want to" manage it in the village, "you can lower the taxes you pay? I was going to."

I don't think you understand what that means.

Even when I say "forgive the question," I just drool my head silently.

While the leading players understand the meaning of the proposal...

"Aren't they trying to fool us by joining the inn?" and the villagers have turned a suspicious eye.

"Okay, here's what we'll do. I do not take taxes every time I use them. The tax amount shall be the same as before and shall be collected once a year. But once a month, I admit to using the waterwheel cabin."

In the current situation, where the powder can only be ground once a year, the only way to do this is to cook the bread into a kachikachi for preservation.

Once a month, it should be somewhat better. If that's about as loose as it sounds, you can admit it.

The tax amount is the same as ever, so the Ministry of Civil Affairs should have no complaints either.

... and that's what I thought.

While the powerful voices speak out of gratitude, the vast majority react dull.

You still don't understand? Or are you afraid of me?

Even though you're an independent self-employed farmer, qualified to participate in a stopover?

Magnum's parents...... not like the people in the village of Mataconi?

"It's good to use a powder-ground hut once a month instead of once a year. You say it's okay to eat bread that isn't kachikachi, white bread like a festival, only once a month instead of once a year. But I'm not gonna raise the price of the powder ground tax."

I cheered more on the chewed up explanation.

The Lord of Voices is just Yul Reinen.

On the way home from finishing "face-to-face," if you want to talk.

I have returned the words as usual.

"It's probably just like me. I don't know the numbers, and I can't think. I just had to say why." Forgive O-O, "" I won't tolerate XX, "I just have to conclude, and give orders."

Don't you get the numbers?

Then from the "amount of food I eat every month," I need to order it over here... before it gets to the end of the line, I'll eat it up.

Uh, how many kg a month!?

"That probably won't work. I need to say something like, 'How many flat-sized breads a day?' It's not a number, it's food, it's something with a heel."

"They have a village designated by the lord until what they wear," he scorned for the lord's overinterference.

That's not funny!

"Hiro... No, you and your friends are too smart. Instead of talking, like a martial arts teacher, like Mr. Li is in the army, you have to yell and beat him up."

"Yul, I don't think that's too abusive."

"If you stop yelling at me or beating me, I can help you before you die or whip me, Mr. Anne. It's important to threaten the villain and the Karewala servants before they do anything wrong.... If you don't understand what I'm saying, you have to."

Right, Nori dealing with the brain-muscle soldiers we met in the Far East?

"Wash your hands, brush your teeth, and align. If you go back, you'll have a fist bone..."

No questions asked.

Lords are like "pre-war, extended family heads".

It's Star-O-Toe. Beat CuttleO, it's Wave O.

Though it's a tough role for me to be born in Heisei.

I think I understand more or less "painting".

If you try to say thank you again to Yul for opening your eyes to that big back that stands in front, as usual.

The boy with the childish face is surrounded by new friends.

"What are you doing like other personnel? Yul, you must be one of the" servants. "Besides, what are you shying away from because of your predecessor?... Whoa, let's not salute each other?

"Ah... okay, Harvey"

Later, again in another settlement, face its stopover.

After all, Yul's explanation is... sloppy. The people will be convinced.

Then.

"Captain Yul Reinen is assigned to the role of" Subordinate ".... the order to the villages, the plea from the villages, shall all be made through Yul!

The villagers circled their eyes.

The "Rasa" of "Captain Hundred" is something that the common people know well.

No, the vast majority "have only seen that far".

That's right.

It's hard, it's amazing, Yul is.

From what I don't know, I... was busy and didn't mind much.

It's only because I've listened to Akaius and Peter and slowly, little by little, understood them.

I know exactly why the "don't know" persist.

I can understand how to put it, that's "I know".

Ethan to Phyllia, no, Rayna or Thousand Early. Because, oh, I can't explain that.

There is "what you see because you are Yul, what only Yul can see".

"Yul, this is the only job I can leave to you. Please."

When Yul was happy to say that, I knew and encouraged him.

Nasty or whatever, that's what I do.

The range of eyes, the range of thoughts and imaginations, and the range of words used.

Each, there is a difference between people.

I can't cover everything. Human processing capacity has its limits.

So I'll leave you to it.

I have to do what I can do, too.

As a young public, as a military nobleman, as a protector of their homeland.

Even if it doesn't stain my mind, I have to show it.