Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

April 4, 7438.

It's been about a month since then, and now we're just in April. It should be time for Farn to come home. Already Farn is 16 years old and should be about to say that if he had been there in due course, he would have already taken the reign of the Orthodox Knight, or he would soon take it.

After the dawn of the year and the delivery of the first rubber product to the Knights, when Heggard thought he was happy to return, he took home the news that Farn was going to be a true knight. They say the knight's rotation takes place about once every three months, so the next rotation since the beginning of the year will be in April. Heggard is also about the age of seeing 40 big stations, so Furn will be back and by the time Furn has a child in his mid-40s in a few years. By then I guess I'll be teaching Furn about territorial management and so on and thinking about retiring.

Orth, or in the Marquis of Webdos territory cede the housekeeper to the next generation, and I hear that retired former housekeepers often sing about their free lives. In particular, I guess that would be limited to families who can afford to live, but I don't think we could count them as families who can afford to live adequately. Even after retirement, the general rural lord, Sir Sir, is often not very different from his previous life, such as training his squire, participating in military operations in response to the convocation, or farming, but his responsibilities will be out of step, and there will be spiritual emancipation.

It frees itself from troublesome and plain problems, such as troublesome tax takeovers and tax payments, territorial infrastructure development, and conciliation of disputes that arise among sedentary inhabitants. Sometimes I say that if I have money, I travel purely for fun.

Barkud is classified as predominantly pioneering rural, so at the moment it is taxed in wheat or equivalent gold. Of course, taxes are also taken from the sale of rubber products, but the main supplier is the Knights, a permanent army of the Marquis, so they are dressed to be paying taxes at the same time at the time of delivery, and this business does not have to worry about taxes.

At the time of sale to Dorrit, the territory of Sir Kindo, there are no major problems if the delivery and receipt with details of the price are exchanged with the items delivered, and the tax is paid to the Marquis of Webdos after the delivery to the Knights along with the copy. Since it is only the Webdos Chamber of Commerce in the Marquis Territory of Webdos that we also sell through the Chamber of Commerce run by the Marquis' brother, taxes are calculated at that point.

In other words, other than taxes on wheat like the annual contribution, there is only such a thing as the sales tax we call in modern Japan, so we don't have to worry too much about taxes. I can imagine there would be something like tariffs if this were to direct business across countries, but for the rest it is unclear so far. Oh, the free folk have a headcount, and the slaves they own have a headcount. So is there any such thing as a residence tax?

The increase in revenues from the increased production of rubber products did enrich Barkud, but what was more effective than that was the opening of new agricultural land due to the availability of livestock for agriculture and the increase in production due to the deep cultivation of farmland from time immemorial. The increase in the quantity of agricultural products that can be harvested from the same area with less effort than has been the case so far has had considerable effect in the last few years. Naturally, the opening of new agricultural land should be the biggest contribution, but since it is tax-free for five years after opening, this has no contribution other than the agricultural land allocated to us. My Greed family's income should be about 1.6 to 1.7 times higher in the last four years.

They say the yield per working area rose about 10% on average over the past four years or so, a 10% increase is huge. Since only 60% of last year's harvest per working area can be taxed as a guide, tax revenues would otherwise increase slightly, and farmers would increase their tax payments each year. And one day there will be a time when the harvest will be less than last year. But does Hegaard anticipate it? It appears that he hasn't reported more harvests per working area for about three years. From what I've seen, I don't collect that amount of tax, even though the yield per working area is increasing by about 2-3% year-over-year. So naturally I haven't even paid my taxes.

I know perfectly well because the taxes I am paying to the Marquis Webdos themselves have barely increased every year, but they are certainly misleading. However, the report on the area of the open area seems to be solid. At first I thought it was my fault, but I discovered a double book in the office, so I'm pretty sure. I'm not collecting taxes from farmers for that matter and fattening my personal belly, so I don't know if you have any ideas, or just trying to make everyone look good for a few years. As far as I'm concerned, I never mind you fattening my personal stomach, and it's more reassuring that way. At first, I thought, "Oh, come on, Dad." I can't read my father's thoughts at the moment. Well, this is a path that cannot be avoided when Farn returns and a full lord education begins, so I'm going to leave it alone now because I have to explain it.

In such circumstances, I lived the same daily routine of magic training, archery of battles with squire such as swords, development and improvement of rubber products and supervision of manufacturing. But I guess things happen when they happen. We received a request from the Marquis of Webdos to participate in the next dispute. Heggard is 38 years old at the time. He should be 39 years old soon, and his physical decay is coming out. Though somewhat worried, the sword is still hanging, and I guess it's better to send it out here in peace because it's a little or softly unlikely to die because it boasts invincibility in Barkud in the White Soldiers' War.

I spill information to Mun and tell her to call a liaison (connection) anyway, even though there is no need to hurry. I can go flush the corisal pellets. And when I told him that Heggard and Shall would be off the person to escort him during the rubber collection for some time to come, I pressed for precautions to make sure Mun hid his weapon when he went on duty to collect it. There hasn't been a Horndbear re-raid yet that I smashed one eye on, just in case. There won't be any danger sooner because me or Miloo will accompany you, but neither me nor Miloo will be at Heggard's or Char's feet in combat experience. Well, Lord Bear also said it would take quite a while for the wound to heal, and yes, there would be no such raid. Does it happen?

Oh, with that said, you forgot to talk about Mun's successor maid. The daughter of another squire's house has been working as a maid in our house since two years before Mun got married. She's Diane's sister and Sonia, who's the daughter of the Ryog family and helps us manufacture rubber. Age is 15 on one of the Miloos. I don't remember things badly, I have inherited completely after Mun such as cooking, laundry, cleaning, etc, and work well. But I guess I don't have enough ability to develop my application and thinking, I wasn't basically the kind of person to highlight just doing what I was told. Oh, my chest grew a lot in the two years since I became a maid. Is that it? Am I about to have lust, too? But it would still be too soon for anything, wouldn't it?

Two weeks went by and the usual caravan came from Dorrit. It hasn't been that long since I started running corisal pellets, so I figured there wouldn't be any intersections in here, but there was a worker one day. You've spoken to me intimately to thank me one day. I checked with Mun that day, but there still seems to be no contact, and this time the escort seems to be just a coincidence. But I had a little idea. Can't you fake Mun's death?

This guy was definitely a liaison (connection), so there must be a connection to the guy who said Begle or something. As always, his mouth is half open and he looks like he's falling out. Well, that's why I can't be sure it's really missing, but I feel like this guy could fool me with a trick there. There will be no such thing as not reporting the death of an intermediate who is letting any fool infiltrate.

I swiftly approached Mun for advice. We can't even go guru all over the village, so Mun's death would be full if only we and this guy could know, but it wouldn't work that way for boulders. But I'm sorry about Bosch, but I was wondering if we could temporarily deceive everyone, including the village dwellers? In other words, announce that Mun died during this guy's stay. But Mun hides herself somewhere only while she's alive and with this guy. If you just sneak out after this guy leaves, that's fine.

There's no such thing as a tool that you can get in touch with remote places like modern Japan right away, and at least I don't know about that magic. Shull said he didn't even know. For the most part, it's not even news that a servant's wife in a rural village like this is dead, so once she pretends to be dead, and if it succeeds, even if she was alive afterwards, the information won't necessarily leak later.

The problem is that this guy is still alive, and he's kind of an escort again, so he comes to Barkud and finds Mun. In case you do, this time you'll have to finish this guy off. At that time, it was sometimes judged that Mun had already been terminated as an intermediary because he was supposed to be dead.

After the work on the rubber was finished that day, the two of us set aside time to discuss it, saying that we wanted to hear Mun's opinion on improving the product. I made some plans and decided to implement them early the next day.

The next day, I offered to go to Heggard to find a candidate for a new rubber field (already open enough to call it a field). Heggard tried to put some squire on the escort, but he refused that it should be less dangerous because he would be busy preparing to leave the village that much. Still, Hegaard didn't back down, but he convinced me in the form of me breaking, going with Mun, so that Mun would let the village know about the anomaly in case anything happened.

He left in the morning with Mun and impressed that Mun would go outside the village by making sure to look around the outer perimeter of the village like that. I had a rubber bag for geological judgment or something appropriate, but this is naturally a disguise, with mun's immediate food inside. Collect the Broadsword you used to get and give it to Mun, which was hidden in a wooden cave a little further from the village. I'm naturally a gunsword.

Dozens of minutes into the woods. Would it have been 1-2 Km away from the village? It will be good around here. Me and Mun raze the ground as if there had been a fight. Apply even cuts to appropriate trees. He also rubbed the blood using the corpses of several raccoons or ravens he had hunted along the way. I was immersed in such a boring task.

Is that why I was out of my mind about the proximity of the demon? By the time I realized it, they were approaching about 50 meters ahead of Mun. Looks like he's approaching softly without alarm. He has brown hair and crushed his left eye... Damn it, that's him.

I try to use magic with my hands toward the hornbearer, but there's a mun between him and me. He issues a warning to Mun and reaches out to a spear with a set of gunswords that he kept at his feet.

"NGOOOOOOOOOO!"

My body is stiff. Not good. Not good, but still good after issuing a warning to Mun. Mun won't be incapacitated in one shot either because he has more than 10 MPs. It should be panic (small) at best. When he thought, Mun pulled through the broadsword in a flowing motion with no stiffness, and looked back as he stood.

What? Huh? Why are you okay?

Though I thought so, the stiffness soon unraveled, so I took my left hand off the sword to magically attack it, and rolled down the ground to take Mun off the ray, making sure to stick that hand out onto the horned bear. It's fine now that Mun was fine. It's him more than that.

He's coming this way with four legs. I generated five ice spears like one day because I was too close and I couldn't afford it, and I let it all go toward the horned bear. Now if only he could stick one out of me, I'd stick an ice spear in my trained new magic, Lightning Bolt!

Is it because I was able to handle it more calmly than last time? This time, there was nothing that made him look bigger than last time. I wonder if he has a height of 1 m in a four-legged state. Much smaller than the horned bear on my turn to knock it down one day. Yeah, maybe this guy's their bear. With that in mind, he tried to guide the spear and stick it up his body.

Did Mun feel any sign that I would use magic, and when he jumps back and forth (soothes) to the side opposite me, he sets up a broadsword. I flew the ice spear with all my might, and Horndbear also had my guidance to hit it all. I had no choice last time because my sight was blocked by earthen smoke, but this is what it would be like if I could see it. Zarami.

It was up to me to watch. No matter how many demons, I wonder if they have the ability to learn against once-eating attacks. I cover my face with one arm as soon as I recognize a flying spear. Thanks to this, I couldn't stick a spear up my remaining right eye. All that or did you deflect your body on the verge of hitting it and take it in a defensive place, not a single spear stabbed you. Yeah, I was distracted in a direction that wasn't bounced by too much momentum, too small a spear, all thick body skin or hair.

And although momentum for a moment has faded, they're still pointing at me. Without Mun distracting me, he dares to assault me. If I stay like this, I will eat my body again. Last time I ate it off my shoulder, I just needed to be bounced off, but it would be good and seriously injured, though how much of a protector I would be if I was hit with that growing horn on my forehead. If I get seriously injured, it'll be Mun's turn next time, and I don't know if I have the concentration to use magic in a seriously injured state. We can only shred the power of the advance a little bit here and use ground magic to anticipate the effect of the cushion to take our aim off, while inhibiting his vision.

Which was faster than putting about a glass of dirt in front of my eyes? It wasn't long before Mun, who had approached him, stuck a broadsword in his horn bear. Thanks to that, I managed to avoid all the horns that popped in while jumping the dirt, and also the body.

I don't know if I was shoved into the broadsword, but I don't know if the wound was that deep, but the horned bear that looked back at me staring at him breathed in. Oh, that's it. Roar. Not good. Not good. It's really bad if I'm rigid here. Which is faster than me using magic?

"Bassi, bassi, bassi!"

"Wow, wow!"

In an instant, an electric shock stretches out of my left hand, tangled in a growling horned bear, but disturbed my concentration by a growl that began almost simultaneously, and the electric shock is fogged. But there were bills here that weren't affected by the roar. Mun was slashed by Horndbear again on Broadsword. I don't know if Horndbear needs that much concentration either while he's roaring, but in one of the few previous battles with Horndbear, he must have never acted in any way while roaring.

Mun's blow was decided beautifully, but he still seems to have succeeded in wounding Horndbear again, creating a new wound. I can solve the stiffness in about a second. Mun, who flew away immediately, is to my right.

Horndbear suddenly changed direction and ran away as he bled out of the wound but twisted and retracted and gained some distance. Now it's time to do an appraisal.

[F/11/1/7434 · Horndbear]

[Condition: Cut wound]

[Age: 4]

[Level: 7]

[HP: 58 (83) MP: 1 (3)]

[Muscle Strength: 20]

[Jun Min: 9]

[Dexterity: 4]

[Endurance: 15]

[Special Skill: Roar]

Um, level seven? With that said, does the roar only work below the same level as you? Was Mun's level deactivated because it should be 9? Maybe it's normal to use it after weighing the biological power of the target with something like that. When I was a parent bear, the level was 13, so all the members who were there were influenced by the roar, and the last time I was attacked by this guy, they were all influenced by the roar because no one had a high level of level above 8. He said Heggard or Shall defeated him as an adventurer or something, but the two of them would not be affected by the roar because of their fairly high level, and if they were adult individuals who could gain some experience and weigh the power of their opponents, they wouldn't have used the roar they could skip at that point in the first place.

Anyway, I could repel Horndbear, so I'd be relieved in that regard. I don't think he's gonna come around until his wounds heal again. I mean, come on. I'll have to settle with him. To be honest, it was also dangerous this time. It makes me horrible to wish Mun hadn't been there unaffected by the roar. But I've figured out a lot about this one. It means that you can ignore the roar as long as you raise the level, and that you can do proper damage in melee fights. The quality of the broadsword Mun used was a common one, so I wonder if my gunsword would be a little better.

Well, the discussion is about this, and now it's Mun's disguise. Making up a battle trail would be enough for this fight. And then there's the scenario. What we were thinking was a raid on a bunch of Kobolds and goblins, and Mun died. I retreated with my life. Of course, Mun was not dead one more time and left the scene after the enemy group pulled, trying to be safe and hiding. He probably sprained his legs with either being stepped on or something during the battle, and he was spending time hiding in the proper tree sink because he wasn't going to be able to get back to the village. I was thinking of a scenario where Mun's death itself could not be accurately confirmed due to the fighting, but I would make a misleading report that there would be no other death in that situation.

My reputation will be lost, but that's all right. Naturally Bosch will resent you. But I don't think I can help it either. I don't want to be popular in the village, I just want to make sure that Mun can live in peace. Where I was resented or scorned by it, my family would be the only one who could dispute it against me.

I think my family would believe that if they thought I couldn't pull it off, they really couldn't. I have that much credit. There must be. I want to think there is. Mun worried that I wouldn't be in a bad position until the end, but I wasn't really that worried. Anyway, it's normal for demons to wander around to some extent, and fights occur with demons. Even the injured get out, and six people have been killed before this. And I'm the son of a lord, and I've never run away from my inhabitants in past fights. Even magic is quite usable. More importantly, he's only a 10-year-old.

That reassures Mun. Mun scratches my protector with a broadsword. Of course this is a disguise for battle, but I'm still wearing a protector. He is slashed by his opponent while making a proper excuse to convince Mun. That's kind of a surreal diagram.

Mun is going to move, bypass the village and head south along the river to hide himself. I return to the village and tell them of Mun's death. I wait for the departure of the caravan, then I see the rendezvous and signal by flowing a corisal pellet or something into the river. After confirming the signal, Mun returns to the village.

I don't know if this is really going to work, but I'm going to have to.

I reported Mun's death when I fled back with my other body. He reported being raided by a fairly powerful and massive population of goblins. Though I worked so hard, I didn't notice the raid until the end of the line, and that I was ahead of the line. That Mun was made unconscious by the first blow. In my power, I reported that I couldn't bring back Mun who collapsed, etc., with exceptional acting skills. Especially since I just think it's superb acting.

Naturally it becomes noisy in the village. He also reported to Bosch with half a whisker on him. When Bosch listened to the report as he bit his lips, he asked where he had been attacked. Heggard declared that when he saw how Bosch was doing, he would not take him on a goblin crusade. The reason would not be to remain calm, and it was two things: being a squire and still two years and shallow sunshine, and not being able to fully reclaim my old account. Indeed, Bosch has been engaged in farming for nine years, from adulthood to marriage to Mun, and his level is also well below the average of his squire 5. So Heggard's decision had something to snort at, so he was comforted by his brother Russeg and Dangle.

While doing so, the caravan left. I also deliberately told Mun's death to an example man who was an intermediary and watched how it was, and he still seemed to have something to think about, and he asked me how it was at the end, so I did say he was dead.

Two days after the caravan left, I flushed the corisal pellet and sent a signal to Mun. The following evening Mun returned to the village, reporting as per the scenario, reassuring all concerned, starting with Bosch. But I was in a hurry when I started saying things that weren't in the scenario.

"I was first hit in the head and fell in, but I was conscious. But I had a head wound, so my body was paralyzed and I couldn't move. Master Al did me the magic of healing, even during the battle. Thanks to that, my wound healed, but not until the shock of being hit in the head. When I managed to recover from the shock, the battlefield was moving, and I tried to go after Master Al, but that was when I realized I was spraining my legs. It went in the opposite direction to what Master Al was fighting for because he had no ex or child in his footsteps. The Goblins were obsessed with fighting Master Al and didn't pay attention to me, so I managed to get away to a safe distance, but the sprain got worse and I just had to see how it went because I couldn't move. Master Al, thanks to Master Al, I was able to escape. Thank you. And I am truly sorry that I was the first to be attacked and trapped. Without that, it's about Master Al. You would have been able to deal with it all at once with magic. But with me falling, I don't think it was possible to use magic. How can I really apologize..."

You said this to me.

I wasn't originally resented, but I guess this word became decisive. I bet on my survival possibilities by caring for my squire's family, not using the magic that I should have been able to use, but becoming a good guy who drew a bunch of enemies to himself to survive Mun on his own.

At the end of April, ready to go, Guard led 10 Barkud village dispatchers, including Charles and Beckwith, out in the field. This time naturally, I guess, but he even seemed to look forward to rendezvous with the Knights of the Marquis de Fern and the rest of Webdos ahead of the line. Yeah, if there's a Furn on the other side, it'll be okay first. Furn can't use fire and wind elements magic, but the magic level is beyond the shalls, and the MP is incomparable. Perhaps that's hidden, but it should always be a huge help in case Heggard or Schal goes into crisis.