The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

The king's gaze continues.

King Amst stopped laughing and squeezed his mouth tight.

Give me a dignified look again.

"Well...... It's Luxor Singh Stark."

"Ha!

Luxor drowned his head deeply.

King Amst loosens the edge of his mouth again as he sees a nobleman who is spoken and frightened.

"Long time no see, Luxor. When's the first time?

"It's been fourteen years. I wonder if it's ever since I gave the king my territory."

"Right. Ever since I gave you the title? Thank you Lord for your help."

"What a waste of words, Your Majesty"

"So now we are being helped by the Lord's children. You seem oddly connected."

"Thank you for adoring my child"

"Uhm. But luxol. I hear you rule your territory a lot, too."

Stark territory had made the opening of agricultural land and the efficiency of its work, and had achieved as much as the surrounding lords while small.

Moreover, it is the result of considerably curbing the yield.

There is a luxol-like reason for this.

Assuming we achieve more than the surrounding lords, we will crush the faces of the nobles with a greater land than ourselves.

Valuing the sum, Luxor deliberately suppressed the yield, taking into account such aristocracy.

"Nor would it have come true without my son Russell."

"Ho. Was that Russell's fault, too? I didn't know you were familiar with agriculture."

"My father taught me that."

I humbled myself, but, well, I guess you're right.

The opening was possible because it took back part of the mountain from that bassack, and the working efficiency was increased because it developed a way to mix magic grass in the soil and create medicines to promote growth.

Nevertheless, I couldn't do anything by myself.

It can be said that it happened because there was a powerful leader named Luxor.

"But it's true that you rule your territory well,"

Luxor Singh Stark, you are hereby awarded the countenance (Guiller).

"The territory also increases. From now on, you can call me Luxor Guiller Stark."

I looked at my father with chilli.

She looks up and is surprised with her mouth open.

It was a look I had never seen, and it was hilarious for me.

The ministers around them are also bothering.

As with Luxor for its rare differences, it looks astonished.

I can't help it.

Speaking of sequence, the Baron is next to the Viscount, and the Viscount is next to the Count.

The so-called second-class special.

Apart from the martyred nobles, it is very rare for these differences to be made.

"Heh, Your Majesty..."

Wordless.

My fingertips were trembling in small pieces.

You look thrilled, you look angry.

No, rather, Luxor himself doesn't seem to know how to react.

It was so extraordinary that it surpassed my father's thinking.

"Don't get me wrong, Luxor"

"Ha."

"Is this what the Lord thinks? I was wondering if I had embezzled my child's achievements."

"It's..."

"You're still the same guy in the face. That's not all I know."

"Ha ha! Excuse me."

"I thought I said the rest. He said he often ruled the territory. There is no more than this word, no less, no other intention. Encourage now more than ever. You could do it."

"Ha! Let me be sincere in the future"

Luxor bowed his head.

Those eyes are glowing with tears.

He seemed very happy.

If you are a countess, you don't have to worry about the surrounding lords.

Moreover, it is the permission of the Kingdom that is necessary, but it is also possible to enter the royal palace without the permission of the surrounding lords.

This means it will be much easier to come to King's Capital than it is now.

Sheila would be delighted.

The king said it was a reward for the territorial management of Luxor, but he had come to grasp my mood firmly.

I rewarded Luxor, not me.

If I had, I would have kept my territory and given you the title.

All this time, King Amst's differences only seem brilliant.

I tipped my head with my father again.

This was not the end of King Amst's story.

Turn from a bright look and cloud your face.

"Well, it's Russell. Your Lord has also become Russell Guiller Stark again...... I'm sorry for being so quick, but I have to apologize to the Lord. I let the demon man you captured alive escape."

"We have heard the report. Will the killer not be caught yet?

I have now made my residence right once, facing the king.

King Amst shakes his head.

"Not yet. But we're doing everything we can right now. In the story of the law court conducting the investigation, there is a high probability of an internal crime. Security was tight. No doubt about it."

"How's the back relationship?

"Even from what I've taken away, he seems to think it's the crime of an organization deeply involved with demons. Be careful in any case, Russell."

An organization involved with demons would make me a target for the moment if I defeated demons.

King Amst is right, you should be careful.

Well, even if they're after you, I'm just gonna pay you back.

but I'm not the problem right now.

"Sire, would you mind splitting some guard soldiers on my father's territory?

More likely than not, the devil will challenge me with his praiseworthy hands.

In other words, they are hostages.

Sheila lives with me, so even if it's no problem, it's hard to protect my father, who's far from Stark territory.

"Russell, you don't have to worry. My father..."

"I know your father is strong. But it's for caution. And Sheila will be more comfortable with that."

"Ugh, um"

At the end of the day, Luxor was also convinced.

Head to the King and turn to the final judgment.

"Fine. Minister, cross some hands and send him about fifty."

"Yes, sir."

The Minister responds honestly.

I kept talking.

"By the way, Your Grace. What does the Sow merchant country say?

Volfott was there, the fourth branch.

It is an adventurer's school located within the Saw country.

His attribution should also be a sow country.

Even if I didn't know Volfott was a demon, I would have noticed that unusual strength.

King Amst exhales.

In frustration, he slapped his elbow with his finger.

"That's it. I don't know. I don't know. He didn't know Volfott was a demon, although he even admitted that he was a national of the Sow merchant country. Besides, he pointed out the sweetness of the checking system on the part of the Adventurer School. It's been a little controversial."

"Do you think it's white?

"I just heard the rest of the report, but it would be gray or something. I can't say enough that the Saw merchant countries are not grasping important information. Continue to investigate the matter. I also intend to ask countries for their cooperation. If the demon was born out of an illegal experiment, this is a problem for Galvail as a whole."

Thus ended the sight of me and the king.

The aftertaste turned out to be bad, but my father's award of countenance is a blessing.

Let's report to Sheila and celebrate.

"Congratulations on your countenance, Father."

"Thank you. Nevertheless, I still feel comfortable with your accomplishments."

"That's not true. Your Majesty appreciated your father's work."

"Right. I gave it a corner. If we don't encourage it now more."

Then Luxor puts his hand on my head.

She sneezed her black hair as she smiled softly.

"I'm more than happy about you, Russell."

"Yes?

"I didn't know you were close enough to see the king. Besides, they relied on me for a long time. I'm proud of my son."

"I'm just doing what your father told me to do."

Ask the world to recognize the profession of [villager].

My purpose is the strongest in the world, but only that vow was behind my chest.

"Right. Okay, let's do this today with Paa."

"I can't drink yet."

"Don't be tough, my son."

Luxor turns his hand around my neck.

When I pulled him closer, he pressed his face around.

It's an expression of my father's affection I used to do as a child.

It tickled badly, thanks to a mustache stretched out during the day.