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

"Can you show me to the field first?

When he said that to the village chief Teros, he nodded but, as he was a little lost,

"I don't mind that...... it could get dirty with dirt. And there's also a compost storage area nearby, so please don't be offended..."

And I said worried about the advice.

You think I, the Duchess of all things, have decided to complain if I go to that place.

But before this, he was a man who didn't even hate being able to paint a horse's hun in a stables to escape his chaser.

What do you say about compost?

I don't have a problem smelling dirt, rather the only thing I wear that I take for granted to get dirty is the used one.

It's also an easy-to-move thing for horseback riding, and now I would feel more like I'm dressed as a man.

Well, from the villagers in these villages, you look like you dressed like that with some unusual taste...

There are quite a few dressed ladies who say they are from the military horses, but even in the Duke of Farrence, there is no choice around here because it is an agricultural zone.

I tell Teros.

"I don't mind saying anything...... you will be worried, so I swear here, however dirty I may be, I will not complain, nor punish the villagers. These clothes may look expensive from your point of view, but they've been worn to make it dirty."

"... Were you!? Then...... ok. Okay, here you go."

Teros, who opened his eyes to surprise, but did seem to understand that this outfit was functional given its ease of movement, and he began to snort deeply and lead the way.

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"This is... terrible."

"... sorry in this condition... We, too, are in a hurry to recover as much as possible, but like day after day, we suffer beast damage, and our hands can't keep up..."

It was also natural that Teros said that in a dismal manner.

The place I was shown was a vast field on the outskirts of the village, but it was so rough that it made me sad there.

It seems that quite a few crops were in a state where they could be harvested in the near future, but most of them have been ripped off or devoured with fruit.

Whether the beast fulfilled it or not, there is no doubt that this was done by the hand of some creature.

The fence was also provided with about a meter for each section of the field, but seemed to be destroyed.

I tell Teros.

"I have nothing to apologize for because it's not the villagers' fault. But... more than I expected from a boulder. From what I've seen in the report, it looks like the yield was expected to be reduced by 50%... but now you'll have to be prepared for a 90% reduction in the previous fiscal year, right?

"Yep. I still had more than half of it left when I raised the report, so I figured I'd figure it out..."

"I'll be sure to tell my husband. Because I said I couldn't promise you anything, but I'm sure I'll get some kind of allowance. Tell the villagers not to worry."

He slapped his shoulder so that I could encourage him, and when he said so, Teros looked at me with an unexpected look, then shook his shoulder and cried out.

"Well, I didn't know you could say that... the truth is, I was anxious... Stockpiles are pretty good for last fiscal year, so you won't starve, even if you think... that if there is anything at all like a disease epidemic in this state, you will soon perish in such a small village etc... that children may die one after another from weak children without adequate nutrition..."

"The Duke of Farrence will never abandon a distressed people. Plus I'll do what I can... The crops in this village look pretty delicious."

Take your knees about the ground, take the soil from the field.

It has been vandalized, but the soil is still alive.

The wet soil was nutritious and taught the richness of the fields of this original village.

Ma'am, your hands are going to get dirty.

That's what Walter said from behind, but this isn't really about worrying about it, it's about letting the terrorists hear it.

Mainly, my response.

"It doesn't matter. I like to mess with dirt."

"Was it Master Left?

The boulder walter also seemed to have no information about this, tilting his neck.

He'll come in with a lot of things about me from Cleman, but he doesn't know about dirt bullying because it's what I was doing before.

Well, the dirt bullying I was doing isn't basically a compliment because it's based on the mass production of illegal drugs and other efforts in that regard.

It just didn't seem like Teros felt that way.

"Holy shit!? Lady Elaine teasing...? No way... No, it seems true that you know about soil goodness, and I don't doubt it..."

"When I'm at home, sort of. In the courtyard of your mansion, I'd like to have a small home garden. By then, I want you to send the soil and compost around here. In boulders, all over the city, it's hard to get good quality soil to this point."

I didn't even really do it at all when I was at home, but I couldn't say anything else.

Let's ask Amalia to keep her mouth shut later.

Teros seemed thrilled with my words,

"Of course then! But I wonder if this village will remain until then..."

I nodded hard, but soon returned to my anxious look.

I smile and tell him.

"Brighten up that anxiety, because I'm going to relieve you from this. Anyway, that's about as good a field inspection as it gets. And then... I want you to show me around the village. I'd like to talk to a few villagers if I can, but will you pick the ones who aren't too scared? My age is falling apart, and I'd appreciate it if I had about five kids, including me."

"I'll collect it right away. But...... are you a child?

"Yeah, 'cause you might be too worried about me as an adult"

"... that's true, too. But..."

"It's okay. No matter how rude you do it, I'll flush it. Though I don't mind if I write a single brush?

I'm kidding. Seriously, he said that, and he's getting to understand my personality, too.

with a much more serene smile than the first,

"... that won't be necessary. I believe in you. Now, please come here…"

That's what I said and started walking.