The Wizard Raised Through TRPG is Still the Strongest in the Other World

"Bring me more desks."

"Looks like we don't have any more. Have Mr. Dwarf make it."

"Lady, I don't have enough sheets at all."

"Hippet from the quarters of the soldiers."

My first private room in a few days.

Looking down through the windows of the main tower, our castle runs right and left to maids, servants and soldiers.

Among them, Mora was moving around as if she were separated with the Dark Elf sisters.

Summer is not over yet. Everyone is getting sweaty.

Why is this happening?

Because there's a bunch going this way from Philsand all the way through War Axe Township.

They don't have a day left before they get here.

... doesn't mean a group as dangerous as the previous warring tribes.

It is a large caravan organised by the Duke of Philsand.

Indeed, this is why we have struggled so far to build trading routes and negotiate with Dwarves and the Duke of Philsand. However, it was totally unexpected that a large caravan would come already in an unfinished situation with a trading route.

We're even still in the process of building a facility to accommodate them.

That is why the Giteias Castle Labor Force, including Mora, was making every effort to prepare to welcome them.

"Surely this is not 'if you're doing this'..."

"What?"

When I recall Mora's dialogue earlier, Ill look suspicious.

I was asked to come and report the situation in my absence.

By the way, there's also a crawler in the room. But he turned away from me at an unnatural angle and was sipping herbal tea.

"No, it's nothing. Still, Maura's a good girl."

"Even so.... but I need you to wait a few more years to get your hands on it..."

"Bubble."

'Cause that's not what I'm talking about.

It was in the corner of his vision that Crawler was holding his mouth down against his tea.

I rushed to block sexual harassment statements that could be litigated in modern times.

"For now! Are we going to be ready in time?

"You're a caravan of more than thirty carriages... You can't do it completely."

"Right..."

Under Ildo's plan, key figures in the caravan were to be accommodated (by evicting the original inhabitants) in the halls and residential buildings of the main tower, while the rest were to be camped in the courtyard.

"And the public baths we were building at the behest of Master Margils. I'll open that up, too."

"Oh, you were finished. That's good service."

Apparently the Valvo building beam in the architectural house (Dauron), which is in charge of the construction department of our castle, did it for me.

Now don't let everyone get into bathing habits.

I use a Dwarf special boiler and pump, so I can improve the sanitary environment of the castle with less burden on my servants.

"It's just an urgent procedure this time. If this caravan produces results - and I have to ask you to name them - the city of Lellis and the merchants of Philsand will push them in large numbers."

"That in itself is very welcome..."

"Yes, of course you need to hurry up the construction of accommodation and other facilities, but you need to increase the staff of all kinds as soon as possible"

It was originally planned to use the castle of Zytheas as a relay point on the trading route connecting the city of Lellis (and hence the Lewis Alliance, the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal), etc.) with Battle Axe Township and Philsand.

Naturally, it is my responsibility to ensure the safety of the trade route and to prepare for a comfortable stay.

"Don't get more castle dwellers at once again."

"At this time, recruit not only the personnel associated with the accommodation, but also the various craftsmen and merchants necessary for the lives of the soldiers"

"Right."

There are people living in the castle that can be called little towns anymore.

What to wear, what to eat, everyday fun. We can't just go to the city of Lelis or the village of Yule for the supplies and services necessary for the lives of the inhabitants.

"... that's not all, is it?

Apparently recovered from Ildo's sexual harassment remarks, Crawla supplements the sigh mix.

"As for the perimeter of the castle, we can manage to patrol only the current soldiers. I left the trade route to Battle Axe Township to the Schulz warriors... we don't have enough from now on."

"In the future, the number of people using trade routes will increase and the size will increase."

He said he had a tip from a caravan from Philsand two days ago, but since then, the Schulz warriors, led by Deane, have been patrolling me insomniacally.

... I need to follow up with Deanne and Schulz.

"Which means soldiers need to be increased, too."

"You will be."

Well, this is what I was planning to do from the time I started working on the expansion of Jeetaias Castle.

And I thought it was a little later.

Even for the Duke of Philsand, you should know about that area......

"I'm sorry, both of you, but try harder. It's not a bad thing, it's a good flow."

In fact, if the Duke had taken the initiative and dispatched a caravan to make a profit, a large number of merchants would start using the castle. That would help me considerably financially.

To my encouragement, they nodded forcefully.

In the end, it was early the next morning that the caravan arrived.

There is also the struggle of Maura and Ildo, who are preparing for a minimum of hospitality in time.

Loaded carriages lined up sloppily in the 'courtyard below', still full of vacant land, and merchants and servants were encouraging the installation of tents.

Mora and servants run around in it, distributing necessary supplies such as firewood, food, water and cloth.

As a castle owner, there's no way you're going back to the tower.

I decide to go down to the courtyard below and say hello to the representative of the caravan.

"I'm sorry for what happened. We will do whatever we can to welcome you."

"... Ma, Dear Margils. I didn't expect you to come all the way here."

That's how I bowed my head to a young man with a bad personality. It was Agbail, the second son of the Duke of Philsand.

"You've led the caravan?

"Yeah, it's my father's order. This caravan is at the Duke of Philsand's house."

"Hmmm..."

A lot has happened with him, but not so much that he has personal grudges.

Still, the young man adds, as he panicked, that he found himself slightly inclined in the neck due to timing issues.

"No, I know it's a little too hasty. I just had a situation here..."

Agbail waves one hand as he excuses himself. Several chests (chests) were piled to signal it. You'll guess what's in it.

"This is a greeting from my father. Think of it as a nuisance fee."

"I don't think it's annoying or anything. Well, you'll think you're old."

It's not annoying, but I don't trust the Duke enough to abandon the possibility that there's a back. Just in case, the caravan people and shipments are being checked by Leiha.

"Speaking of which, well. Elizabeth..."

"I'm not here right now. Does that bother you?

Agbail reluctantly asked about my sister.

Originally, it was at the beginning of my adventure in Philsand that he tried to assassinate Elizabeth. For once, what seems to be reconciliations... hadn't you?

"I care! I trust you about Lord Margils, but it's no wonder my sister tried to assassinate me or anything!

Apparently, I didn't. Reconciliation.

"And there's Elizabeth's bloodline Schulls female warrior, right?... Excuse me, could you tighten your security?

Agbail youth who seem genuinely frightened and plead with an unafraid look around them.

I can't tell you that not taking a lighter look at the resentment I'm buying is an advantage my father doesn't have...

"It was the Schulz warriors led by Deane who protected you all this way, wasn't it?

"Well, I know that..."

"We're not enemies of each other now. I'm not telling you to get along, but at least trust him."

"Ha..."

In fact, the Schulz warriors won't be seeing Deane about Agbail anymore anyway......

Put your hands on his thin shoulders and tell him.

I don't know, seeing a young man who's been distorted like him or Gillion makes me feel like I can't leave him alone.

"Yes! Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to distribute the seed fire now. Yikes! I'll be careful not to let the wind fly. Hey!

Maura's energetic voice sounds. The caravan's camp seemed to be getting ready.

"You're tired of walking in the heat, aren't you? I didn't get ready for the inn in time, but I have good stuff instead. I'll show you later."

"?... ah"

Agbail, leaning his neck, laid his hand on his forehead.

The droplets hit me.

"Mm..."

The droplets were also around my head and eventually became a small grain of rain. If you look up, the sky is completely covered in black clouds.

"Geez rain!?

Maura's scream echoed.

They made impromptu kamadoku everywhere and were trying to warm up the stew in a big pot. The boulder's girlfriend was on the verge of graduation, too.

Ruthlessly, the rain is a sign that it is likely to swell.

"You're not following this..."

Agbail also glanced at him.

But I, carelessly, had decided on an inner gut pose.

Now you can contribute a little to everyone.

"By this spell..."

"Lord Margils?

Agbail looks more surprised when he can't even rush out into the rain than I'm standing.

but.

"Specify the weather in the range of…. Rain clouds. Leave. Clear weather. [Weather Operation (Weather Control)]"

The spell worked.

When the black clouds quickly flowed away and the sun shined, the youth's expression had changed to astonishment.