Episode 44 - I've Run for the Future
For about a week, Il used me to think I still had this.
You can't beat the rain, you can't beat the wind, you can't beat the rain of the black steel arrows and the magical barrage of demons between the oaks.
If an infectious disease of demonic origin occurs in the east, the demonic extermination and treatment of the wounded and sick will be carried out locally with massive relief supplies. And they are worshipped by local grandparents and given granddaughters.
If reports of demonic flocks dimensioning and destroying streets rise in the west, they will fly to the site to destroy demons and repair streets. He is then welcomed by local lords and luxuries and offered his daughter to his daughter-in-law.
If there is an emergency report that the Royal Army has been defeated in the south, they will fly to the site to destroy the demons and treat the wounded. And I am compelled by widows and female knights and female soldiers who have lost their husbands and saved their lives.
If information is put in that a nobleman close to the Kingdom of Geppelus is plotting a rebellion in the north, he will fly to the site for a demonstration that combines the extermination of the demons. Then the scumbag nobleman of the mastermind goes missing without leaving any trace. And I can fall in love with women of illegal slavery, such as elves, dwarves, and ramiahs, who had been made comforters by scum nobles.
I spent the past week like that.
"I don't want to work! You never want to work! I don't want Marl and the others squeezing me for innocence anymore!
"One morse, Feat. Hey, Tysi. When you get back, you can f ck Marl.
"Fa I'm the one who gets kuked, hey!?
That's another week.
Or one moose, or something like that, and they really used me for another week! My daughter-in-law's home is too black...... I want to pull into the country.
"That's why. Terrible, huh?"
"The outside world isn't ooh. But, well, there's a word for karma, and give it up."
"What the hell did I do..."
"You have three beautiful daughters-in-law, and more than one woman tells you that, right? Jealousy and jealousy are gathering from the men of the world."
Thorne returns a careless reply as he sharpens the pieces of wood with a knife.
Warm sunshine plunges in at noon. Freed from the bitterness of two super black weeks, I was foolish enough to visit the Beastman Village and deal with Thorne.
Because we could afford a life, or there are beasts around who are just like us drinking tea and laughing. All the tables, chairs and tea-drinking cups are made of wood, and the scent of the tree itself drifting around relaxes the mind.
Well, the table and chairs are almost round too much so that I say qualitative rather than rustic.
"So, what's going on today? Are you just here to tell me how stupid your aunt snores?
"There's that too. After that, you love Seatan and Shelley, you check the junction, you look at the inventory of supplies, you check out the village situation."
"He's as busy as ever...... take it easy, you're gonna die early"
That's what Thorne said and paid off the wood chips from the top of the table with a bitter laugh. The piece of wood in my hand was at some point a palm-sized plate carved with flowers and grass. Subtly curved, but what is it?
"You're good, what do you use it for?
"Am I right? Oh, it's a hobby sculpture. Shelley wants me to keep my hair shut."
"Hmm, let me see that."
Receive the sculpture from Thorne and observe it from various angles. "Unfinished wooden carved hair fastening (good quality)" was displayed by the appraisal eye. That's a normal level of selling when it's done.
"I think you can make a normal selling level in Wangdu if you finish it, I think it's amazing."
"Really?
You don't feel bad about being told that, Thorne nibbles. Thorne looks like a wolf walking on two legs, or a werewolf, so when he nibbles, he sees sharp fangs and something is intimidating. You wouldn't have noticed in person, but don't cry when your child sees you.
There were bears and horses as they moved to the stockpile warehouse with Thorne.
You look familiar with the gold bars and the body, that's Deborah. He's a cute one with a maiden tick for the look of it. No, she seems like a good old woman.
Was the horse sure Yamato? He is a horse man with the atmosphere of a man who can. Honestly, I'm not sure because I'm not dealing with it very deeply.
"Hey, how's it going?
"Oh, it's been a while. You've come to a good place."
"Oh, Lord Tysi."
There was something in Yamato's hand like the book I saw one day. It must have been the one recording the supplies we do have stockpiled.
"Um, is it about a month? You're running out of supplies."
"Not that I can do anything about it today or tomorrow, but I'm losing heart"
"Oh well, then I guess I'll get a crisp one. I'm letting Wang Capital's commercial guild make arrangements."
"That's what you'll do. And here's what I want you to have."
When Yamato said so, he led me inside the stockpile.
The supplies, which were momentum to fill the stockpile warehouse, were considerably diminished, but instead there are more dried meats and nuts, thinking that they were made in the village. Others were lined up like small jars made of dried plants and ceramics. Some are like material stripped from demons.
"This is a dried herb taken in the woods, and this one has Big Hornet honey in it. Other materials are leather, fangs, nails and bones stripped from demons."
"I'll take it if you want, but I'm not asking for consideration, am I?
"I am aware of that. But relationships that lean on and depend on one side are unhealthy. I hear your thoughts from Thorne and Deborah. You provide us with safety and supplies, and we will pay for them. Wouldn't that make our relationship sound and reciprocal?"
That's what Yamato said and made his nose rough with Bruun.
Sure, it's probably an unhealthy relationship that it's all stuck in my pocket. Since the productivity of the village itself is now falling due to the floods, it seems that the village is inherently self-sufficient if I don't support it.
Looks like you should let me manage your budget and take the form of running a village with me.
"Okay. Of course you have an inventory of supplies to deliver to me, don't you?
"This way."
That's what Yamato says. He gives me an inventory of supplies. Apparently the format imitated that of the commercial guild I gave you the last time I brought supplies. What a deadbeat horse.
"Then let's say you pick up the item in a commercial guild and get the details as well. I'll leave it to you, okay?
Yamato nodded at my question. Seems motivated enough. If you start running your territory in earnest later, maybe you can talk to Marl and let him do a lot of work.
"Has the village changed anything in particular?
"It's something peaceful. Fields and house repairs have become lively since we've been able to afford a little bit of space. Thanks to your stretched ties, you won't be frightened by demons. The hunters are expanding their range a little bit, and they're gaining more prey, more plants and more nuts to harvest from the hunt."
"I see, that's a good trend. I just showed you Thorne's sculpture is pretty good. I'm sure I can sell it in the city. If you can afford it, maybe it's a good idea to make something like that that's going to sell. If you have the tools and materials you need, I'll get them ready, so discuss them."
Deborah and Yamato nodded and replied to my suggestion. I look at it and then I cut out the next topic.
"So, we have succeeded in attaching not only the Kingdom of Calendyl, but also the recognition of the Kingdom of Misscronia. Oh, my God, I got the Viscount of the Kingdom of Misscronia, which means nobility. Isn't that amazing?"
"Normally, I guess it almost makes me laugh that it's a legal story"
"It's Tysi."
"I am delighted that Lord Tysi has gained firm authority."
The reaction of wolves, bears, and horses is threefold. Well, it seems to have been received favorably for once. I'm worried about Thorne's reaction to Deborah. I can't solve it.
"Are you moving quickly?
"No way. I wouldn't force a boulder to move you guys into an undeveloped native forest where demons would jump. It would feel like I would officially get a territory and a title, then talk to Arkenia, select a candidate, and after I had some magical tidiness and opening up, one by one. Wouldn't a full transition take six months to a year?
"Then you should choose your own personnel to migrate. You're making a home and a field when you hit it?
"That's the place. You'll need an escort, so I'll talk to the hunters."
Deborah nods at Thorne's words. These three are like a bunch of people in this village. It would be a good idea to leave it to the sorting of personnel.
I'll leave what I can to the one who can make it easier. I don't want to work.
"Then in that direction. I'm going to raise supplies in King's Capital... and I'm going to moff you before."
"I hope it heals soon..."
Thorne stares at me with his eyes that look pathetic. It's nothing like this, because it's normal. Because it's the truth of the world that makes me want to moff if there's a moffed girl there.
"Long time no see, you look a lot better today"
Having enjoyed Moffmoff, I took to a commercial guild in Alfen, the capital of the Kingdom of Karendyl.
Even today, commercial guilds such as boys and girls, who would be naive to merchants, adventurers, and the usurper of their client, the aristocrats, are overflowing with people.
"I've seen heaven in this world."
Answer Huey's words like that and I smile unexpectedly.
Today not only my dog daughter Thetan, but also my fox daughter Shelly and my sheep daughter Karen, made me moff. I almost got it. I'm done. I was in Haven.
I don't care if Elf's Merkina sees me with dirt or Pamela the Beastman sees me with warm eyes. No, I want to let you touch that long ear and tail blockage on Pamela once, so let's worry about it a little bit. Would you let me touch it if I took something as a gift?
"I don't know what it is, but I'm not going in there."
"Whoa. You got supplies ready?
"Oh. Honestly, oppress the staging area. You're narrow shoulders, retrieve it."
Get up quickly and follow behind Huey, who started walking, to the material staging yard behind the commercial guild. You were wary of burglary, and a strict security system for the locals was laid around the staging area.
Are there dedicated security staff on guard, not hired adventurers? The guards all have matching uniforms and sticks in their hands, and the movement looks crisp and disciplined. Adventurers would fall apart in their normal gear and outfits, and although they don't seem to be so crisp about it.
"Oh, they're military for once. Just like the guards guarding the city. They're for commercial guild security only."
"Guards, guards..."
We're still ahead of us, but if we're going to build a city, start trading, and if outside humans are going to start going into and out of the city, then we're bound to need a presence that said so. We need to fix the law. Besides, guards and guards will need some education to remember and judge the extent to which they have the law. Um, that's a lot to do.
"Here we are, supplies prepared from here to there."
"Awesome."
Supplies piled up like mountains occupied a considerable range of commercial guild supply stacks. How much on earth is this?
"Twenty times the supplies I handed over before this. Are you going to go to war with anywhere?
"That's not true. You think I need so much supplies to go to war?
"Is that true, too? Then I don't know."
Approximately Huey tilting his neck. I store the supplies in storage one after the other. Twenty containers, that is, for a thousand people, that summarise the supplies received the other day, the quantity of fifty regular soldiers able to operate for a month.
"Well, an investment in the future is the one. Just for the record, we can get along with a small village that doesn't even have a decent trading route in the kingdom of Misscronia. Well, with the approval of the lord who holds the land, he took my leasehold."
"Heh, so what about studying for the future? Your daughter-in-law is the first princess, so one of these days you're gonna run the territory, right?
"Well. So if you ruin it on me right now, you might get it later."
"A little bit when you put it on a peaceful life and a balance"
Isn't that humiliating? Don't bother with your face. Have ambition and ambition like a merchant! Well, I'm stuck with my plans, and let's get down to business.
"Oh, and I'll buy more, please. There are quite a few herbs and demonic materials picked in the village. Can you get me an inventory of the merchandise I can trade with that? I'll take care of the choices, but I'll take care of the neighborhood village with no entertainment or anything. I'll order it next time I get here."
"Okay, I'll have it... that's a pretty good herb. Quite a few, and that'll help. The supply of herbs hasn't kept pace with the demand, they're thin."
"Well, give me the details later. I'm playing with the Adventurer Alliance. I'm coming around the armor store. Please."
Tell that to Huey, who appraises herbs and demonic materials. I left my commercial guild behind. Next up is your Adventurer's Alliance across the street.
"Welcome, welcome to the Adventurer Guild...... Hih"
As always, the receptionist looks at me and screams in the back of my throat. I just twisted a little tangled up adventurer or crushed a steel mace.
"Says. The request I was putting forward, is it coming up?
"Huh!? Oh, uh, ahhh!? Holy shit!?
I'm so tempered, I'm breaking a pile of paperwork, I'm about to smash the contents of an ink kettle over it, okay, this kid?
You finally found the paperwork you were looking for, and you gave it to me in your hand. What? What?
"The people of the village of Biet are currently living in a collective house built in the new town, Mr. Bison remains in the village with several elderly people, and any news thereafter is unknown,"
I take the bloody broken crossbow out of storage and place it on the counter with two silver coins and a bottle with big hornet nectar.
"I'm asking you to do it again. I want this broken crossbow and honey delivered to the people of the village of Biet. I'd like to go directly, but I'm busy."
If you look at broken crossbows and Big Hornet honey, I'm sure that villager would know. I wonder if we're going back to that village any day... Oh, no, you were doing something that Thorne and the others subtly plundered.
Um, well, it's what I left behind, and it'll be fine. I want you to forgive me with Mr. Bison's artifacts and Big Hornet honey.
"Yes, I accept. Oh, and the demon you brought in the other day, turns out to be a demon clan."
"Demons?
Is it Solomon seventy-two pillars or something like that? I don't know much about it, but that's what I do.
"Yes, it is a powerful demon who is called upon and said to be in service in response to a summoning magician's summons. It is said that there are many species that use magic, that are powerful, and that they are cunning. You think the summoner will come out of somewhere else during the flood? Sometimes they seem to be found deep in ancient ruins."
"I don't know, they say things like that. It's just uncertain information."
"Hih, su, sorry! Excuse me!"
"No, don't be so frightened because I'm not mad at you. You mean, like, extremely few sightings on top of the low number of Daimyo summoners, right?
In my words, the receptionist shakes his neck in tears.
Would you stop doing that? Seriously. If you look from the side, it's like I'm making the receptionist cry.
"Uh, um, okay. Okay, so don't cry. What happened to the material you delivered?
"Oh, uh, it's hard to say, but I'd like to buy it off the guild because it's a valuable sample..."
"Well fine...... for how much?
"Sa, how about twenty gold coins for three...?
What? Only twenty dragon demons with that tough skin in them? Sure, it's smaller than a troll, but its sturdiness wasn't the ratio of a troll and it should be a pretty good material.
Even the trolls are thirty gold coins in one piece, but there won't be twenty black creepy miscellaneous fish combined that had two more as well as dragon demons.
"I won't talk to you, call those up there! And there's so much I want to say, but I'm busy. Just bring me the money."
"Ha, ha, no, no, no!
The receptionist dashes to the back of the guild crying. Something is pointing accusatory gaze at me, but I ignore it.
Sure, I'm rich now. But that doesn't make it feel like you don't care about details in exchange for money. That's definitely a prelude to the breakdown of the sense of money.
I feel it now, but I have to feed the people who run the territory and become the people without disabling them. You can't leave your wallet loose in the future.
I've been skipping lately, but I should make sure I know my assets once and for all... I know there are 16209 pieces of gold in storage.
Eh, about 1.629 billion yen in Japanese yen conversion? I know it's a hell of an amount of money as an individual asset, but what about it as a working capital for the territory?
Ask around Huey and Jack later and see.
Looks like you should hire an expert when it comes to managing funds. The merchant of the dealer or the official of the financial system...... I guess a merchant who is familiar with the market would be suitable because at first it would be a transaction, a necessary material, a purchase of supplies, etc., even when it comes to the management of funds.
Let's ask Huey about the large amount of money.
He pales his face and receives twenty gold coins from a receptionist who is shuddering like a chihuahua, and with his feet he heads to Mr. Peron's armor store.
"Maiduo, Mr. Peron... Ru?
"No, no, Peron! The money is a whisker to celebrate our anniversary!
"Yeah! Shut up! I can't believe I can't do this to him! I make divine silver, too! Don't interrupt!
The sight jumped right into my eyes as I entered the peron armor store. That was that Mr. Half Cry Ritz was taking it on Mr. Perron, who had a leather bag that he thought contained gold.
What the hell is going on here?
"No! You say that and waste another ingot of Mithril and Orihalcon!?
"Almost there! I feel like I can do it in a little while! We can't just leave Dwarf's grief scratched from the side! What if it's for your anniversary?
I can generally understand it if you ask so far. Perhaps Mr. Peron is on the verge of falling apart, continuing to fail, inspired by the divine silver I gave him and trying to make one myself.
To get that far in, should I say what a boulder should be called a dwarf... I guess we should take care of our anniversary, yeah.
"Don't say that! Ah!? In a good place! Stop the peron, please!
"You're here!? I'm ready! Come on, give me the money! And the manufacturing method of divine silver... No, I have to reach this on my own. But I can't replace my belly on my back...... damn! I'll do anything, I'll tell you! If you want to tell me, you can boil it, you can cook it, you can like it!
The black part of me brings a sickle to Mr. Peron's words. Nature and mouth created a form of laughter. I'm sure Mr. Ritz is fighting in my face.
"Hmm? You said you'd do anything now, right?
"Ahhh! Don't be so scratchy......!
Mr. Peron protests my movements with a sad voice. But I ignored that argument and made the move even more intense.
The indoors are covered in heat, and Mr. Peron is sweaty. I can still afford it. You're on different levels, you're on different levels.
"No, we're going stronger. Sora!"
"Well, if you make it so violent, it'll break..."
Mr. Peron is already half crying. I guess that's true, because they use the important places on me as they please. But it was Mr. Peron himself who wanted it. Therefore, I do not consider her crying at all.
"You can't break like this. Here, let's get it out."
"What? Oh, hot! Oh, oh... su, wow no, this is awesome!
Mr. Perón, I raise my voice with emotion and trance. There were zero tears from the edge of his eyes, and his face was red with excitement. But I'm not gonna let this end. It's important to teach these things over and over again until your body can remember them.
"Not yet, let's go again. As many times as we want until we're happy with each other."
"Well, I can't believe it until I'm satisfied... then I can't sleep today, can I? And my precious place will be broken."
"I'll take responsibility then. Here we go."
"Are you ready? I just let you out so much... you're bottomless. It's lovely, even though Ritz will be out and screwed soon."
"It's a mistake to compare me to a normal man, I'm a brave man. As many times as I can, I'll let you out until I'm satisfied. Until it's broken."
And I'm in Mr. Perron's precious place...
"Wow!? What the hell are you guys doing? Ahhh!?
When he was doing so, for some reason, Mr. Ritz, with a knife, had broken into the blacksmith. What the hell is that?
"" Huh? Though the purification of divine silver?
What was scratching was the misrills and orihalcons that were melting in the refinery, and what Mr. Peron was worried about was whether my work would break the refinery. Heating and melting metal is an important place for blacksmiths.
I set an example once for now, but it would be impossible to remember it all in one because fine temperature adjustment is essential to create divine silver. So I have to repeat it over and over again.
Regardless, we have to run the refinery many times to do this, but surprisingly, the refinery eats magic. I can only move it once or twice a day at most if it's a regular person in an output that melts the orihalcon. I can go as many times as I want because I have no magic at all.
"What's wrong with you? Have you finished making lunch?
"Ugh, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Mr. Ritz runs away crying. After I drop it off, I squirm.
"I don't really want to talk about the couple's business... okay, now"
"Haha, you're sweet and cute like a child in that nari. Let's take this seriously."
"That's too high a level... well, fine"
Hey, I had fun, too. It would be too packed with legal Lori's sister skin and her wife, but also a lot of attributes such as DS. Same goes for Mr. Ritz, but this couple is way too deep.
"Don't forget the price of the divine silver manufacturing method."
"I know. Because at your place, it doesn't seem to be essential for interesting materials. Ritz will convince you. Be careful."
That's what Mr. Peron says, dampening Peroli and his own lips with his tongue, with a meaningful grin. Is this the color of my wife... I'm thrilled she looks like a toddler.
This is how I succeeded in attracting good armorers to my territory in the future.
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