The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"Hmmm......"

At midnight, my husband...... passing in front of Clerman's office, I was concerned and knocked on the door because I heard a troubled voice from inside.

"Who?

"You. It's me. I'm Elaine."

'Oh... did I? Come on in.'

When I was prompted to go inside, the first thing I saw was a pile of paperwork on the desk and the appearance of my husband, Cleman, who had a little neighborhood in his eyes.

"You...... work?

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry, but you and Sieghardt don't have much time here either. Apparently, the crop yields in the villages in the area have fallen. It depends on the measures taken…"

Unlike many other evil aristocrats, the countermeasure in this case would not be such a story as how to squeeze tax revenues in that state.

Cleman is not that type.

It is not, and I suppose we are thinking of protecting the lives of the inhabitants whose harvests have fallen, etc.

Since the quality of life of the people of the territory, especially in rural areas, is almost directly linked to the crop yield, it all appears problematic in the form of starvation when it appears to fall visibly.

It happened several times before.

In that case, Clemann had provided subsidies, food aid, etc., but I remember putting considerable effort into that check in view of the dangers of middling, such as government officials.

A lot of the paperwork that still piles up today would be something more of a subordinate than something he should have seen himself.

But, no matter, there are not many people who are completely trustworthy.

Cleman will also be leaving it to a few trusted men, but still, this is all he has to check for himself.

"... really, good job. Right... hey, I'll get the paperwork over here."

"Hmm? Oh, hey... Elaine. That's something you can see right away..."

That's what Cleman said, but this is nothing to doubt my abilities.

Either because of my laziness, that would be a big deal.

Ever since I graduated from Magic College and married Cleman, I have never demonstrated any ability in these administrative tasks.

In addition, Cleman knows the grades when he was in the School of Magic, so he will also understand that he has some administrative skills, but territorial management is also a matter of taste, so it doesn't mean he can suddenly do anything where he sees the paperwork.

But I had previous experience.

Previously... I didn't even get involved in territorial management until halfway through, but when I started planning to replace the royal insertion, I understood that it was really necessary to make efforts on the part of those who said so.

I learned a little from that point on and acquired the know-how of territorial management, but the experience of that time would now live.

Processing the documents carefully, but at a maintained speed.

The number of documents taken from Clément was about ten and not a significant amount, but I handed them to Clément when I processed all of them.

"I don't know. I tried to wash out the problem and the solution... I also put in an annotation to make it easy for the person in charge to understand. I was going to keep it the same way you gave me your instructions as possible..."

I know exactly how Cleman did it before.

So it was also easy.

At first, Cleman looked suspicious, but his expression changed as he looked at each piece of paperwork.

And I just saw it to the end,

"... Elaine. I need a favor."

That's what I said.

I told him,

"I wonder what? You."

That said, Cleman said.

"... half of this paperwork... no, a third is fine. Can you help me...?

"Hehe. You are my husband. You can order me to help you."

"No, I want to be on par with you. Externally, I'm the Duke's head, so I don't know if I am, but in the house."

"That's a delightful word. I like that about you... I'll get the paperwork half the time. Let's get this over with as soon as possible. Otherwise, all your lovely faces will be covered in the neighborhood."

To the words he joked about, Cleman took a hand mirror out of his desk and observed his face, and he seemed to realize that my words weren't just jokes.

Shaking his neck to the side,

"... to the boulders. Then you could be mistaken for demons by your servants as well. It's a joke when the Duke is crusaded by a servant. Let's do our best to get some sleep as soon as possible."

That's what I said.

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"... well, you managed to finish it"

It was time for the morning sun to plug in from outside and I finished processing all the paperwork.

Almost at the same time as me, Clément seems to have finished his work,

"... Elaine, without you, I'd be freaked out to think it would have taken until tonight"

That's what I said in a really frightened tone, so I laugh a little.

"You should think about a little more trusted men or a schedule."

"I know that too, but it's a little harder to schedule. Especially in this case, there were several villages in need of urgency."

"That's... that's true. If it's just a mishap, we'll figure it out with subsidies and food support, but we can't just leave the place where the demons are being damaged."

"Do you still think so, too? Few of the reports coming up from the village were touched on about demons..."

"There are a few things the villagers haven't noticed either. He seems to think it's just a beast damage. Just because it's urgent, it's not going to be about tomorrow, but it might feel dangerous to leave it alone for a month. I'm glad I figured that out so early."

"Ah. There's just more of them than I thought. It should be a little early in the breeding season for demons like the ones that appear near the countryside..."

"That bothered me, too. I think we actually need to go see it."

"I didn't know you would. However, there are only a few Knights personnel... who are short on manpower. Do we have to allocate it from a place of high urgency…"

"Well... if that's all right with you, Knights, I have one suggestion for you."

"Hmm? What?"

"I'm going to go around the countryside, too."

Clément opened his eyes.