"Please!

"What?"

in a village in the Principality of Argento.

When Mr. Caorle, who was still vegetarian diving and fishing even though it was already winter, went up to the shore, suddenly one old man begged for something at a five-body drop on the beach.

"……… it's cold, so when I get home, can I?

"Ah, hi. Excuse me."

In the meantime, I'll talk to you later, Mr. Caorle.

No matter how much you have worked out physical and mental strength, cold things are cold.

By the way, if this were Onei, my temper would rise and my wet body would be instantly thirsty.

Onei's boundless passage evaporates even Antarctic ice.

"So, who are you?

Returning to the look-alike house where he renovated what was originally an empty house, Mr. Caorle dressed and invited the old man in.

I will serve tea, but no tea contract.

The Principality of Argento is surprisingly poor, so even with money, there's no place to sell things.

"I'm late. I am ruling this Duchy of Argento. I am Ethan."

"Howatts!?

Mr. Caorle becomes an American for an unexpected introduction to himself.

Incidentally, the Principality of Argento is held in part by the Sovereign Nation, the Kingdom of Merdia, and the Monarch has also become the Grand Duke, not the King.

"For that matter, I don't... it's a normal thing to do."

"Ha. I'm ashamed I only have decent clothes to wear when I'm in diplomacy... No, I'm just surprised to see you!

"I don't mind that. I don't know why you're so low."

Apparently, the red poverty in the Principality of Argento is worse than Mr. Caorle expected.

"Because there is no decent army in this country. Blah, blah, blah. You can occupy this country by yourself."

"Are you all right, this country!?

Mr. Caorle is surprised by the mere declaration of total surrender.

It's not like there was a rush or anything.

"So I really appreciate you getting rid of Kraken. Plus, if you're a friend of Prince Heinz's, I'd like to treat you as a national guest, but as you know, I can't afford that..."

"Yeah, that's all right."

"So when this happens, I conclude that I have no choice but to offer my daughter."

"How did that happen?"

Mr. Caorle will also throw away his salutation and cling to the conclusion as if he were a villager threatened by a bandit.

"'Cause there's really nothing there, so we're just going to have to give the country away now!

"Giving away my daughter is country by country!?

"He's my only daughter, so it must be natural!

"Don't give it to me if it's broken backwards!

Mr. Caorle continues to cling to the roar of Mr. Ethan's soul.

Apparently, communication with my future father-in-law is complete.

"Because I won't go anyway. I want to live a normal life."

"I want to live normal, too. Whatever you say, I'll smile. Your Highness's opponent is tired."

"So don't push me."

Apparently, I'm offering Mr. Caorle the country because I'm tired of ruling the country already rather than calling it a reward.

"Neither that nor this is poor. It used to be a little better with income from fishing villages, but all the young people died in battle against other countries before they came under Merdia's protection and were understaffed..."

"Ah, speaking of which, this village is full of grandparents."

Still, the fishing village with Mr. Caorle is better moistened by Mr. Caorle's own fishing fruit and the recommendations of the mermaids who listen to Mr. Dillett and come for human dishes.

"Hmm, mermaid?

I've come up with something here, Mr. Caorle.

I worried for a moment that it would work out so well, but I decided to just look at Ethan (the old man) in front of me and suggest that this is the guy who would do it well.

I can also say I threw the blame round.

"This country doesn't discriminate against mermaids, does it?

"To? Yes. Instead, there have long been stories of drowned humans being helped, and some sailors say that mermaids are the gods of the sea."

"I see."

Mr. Caorle snorts at the surprisingly fond mermaid's reputation.

Some parts of the planet have mermaids that sink ships, but that doesn't seem to be the case in other worlds.

"Why don't you accept mermaids as a people and get them to fish? Of course, you wouldn't accept it if it didn't taste good."

"Yes? A mermaid like that should tear you away with humans…………"

"Diretto! The cod's burned -!

"I've been waiting!

"Hih!?

Hearing Mr. Caorle's voice, Mr. Dillett walks into the house with his face out the window and then crawls.

Anyway, if you're swimming gracefully through the ocean, it's like a creature to barf bitches and tails and crawl into it.

"As you can see, there are some weather mermaids living in this village."

"Cod! Where is Caorle Cod!?

"Whoa. I'm gonna do this, I'm gonna wait a little while."

"Fu."

Mr. Caorle sticks a sulume in Mr. Dillette's mouth looking for cod with his eyes shining.

The eater character is completely on the board.

"As you can see, if you eat, you'll work for me. I can't move like I think on land, so I'm obsessed with human cooking."

"Eh?"

It's not just that the mermaid is special.

Though I thought so, I was Ethan, who started accepting mermaids, but it was a little further away that not only would the catch go better than I expected, but I would even come to the tourists who were looking for mermaids to earn a steady income.

The other world is still peaceful today.