Chapter 425 – Foggy Northern City (10)
Crowds shouting as if protesting, and those glaring at them from within the fence.
The difference in numbers is obvious. The number of people who camped outside the village was far too large. It would have been 3-4 times.
However, in this world, numerical differences were only part of the variables.
If those noise-polluting bastards were a group of monsters right now, I would have started by spraying lightning first, and even if it wasn’t me, the people here are Picts, collaterals of Ulster.
‘In other words, that’s the same as going to commit terrorism at the base of the special forces.’
Are those bastards doing that simply because they are idiots?
Or is it because they have the confidence to defeat several Ulster warriors?
‘No, I don’t think so.’
If it was a problem that could not be overcome by force, the difference in power was meaningless.
And the culprit of the problem must have been that upstart rich mustache bastard who wanted to hit his stomach as hard as he could.
“You rotten bastards… ! You just have to split your head in half to come to your senses!”
The father-in-law was pulling the blue blade out of the scabbard as if the knife was crying.
I had a rough idea of which gene Dana’s hot-tempered nature was based on, so I talked to her in the mood of an office worker on her way to report to an angry boss.
“What are those guys over there talking about? It sounds like you’re saying something that doesn’t sound like words at all.”
My father-in-law distorted her face a little, but she didn’t respond right away, so I quickly noticed.
[You can use Erinn’s words. I know how to write.]
[Kuhm.]
Is it cool to be taken care of? The father-in-law cleared his throat and began to explain.
[A person who has ownership of this land, which we inherited from our ancestors for generations, has appeared, so he told us to find a new place and retreat. The wife and the chief are also out of town because of it.]
[… Are you trying to drive me out of the estate? That makes sense legally… Oh, I see. Even other nobles do not have the right to interfere in the internal affairs of the lords.]
Whether it was the royal family of Britannia or the lord of the next town, no one had the authority to say anything to this shabby northern part of Britannia.
In fact, it was a disastrous situation for Amdu Britannia United Kingdom, which was nothing more than a coalition of nobles.
‘If you want to fight each other, it would be enough to make a justification, but the other lords won’t benefit from doing that.’
That’s why no one in power would stop them even if they made a joke about kicking out the Picts.
It’s like a small country of feudalism where the kingship was torn apart like the heart of a mother-in-law, a young boy, and eaten by the local aristocrats.
[After all, is the cause territorial dispute? However, given the intense reaction, it doesn’t seem like a problem you’ve been experiencing for a long time.]
[Yes. Until the previous lord, they lived amicably.]
The father-in-law raised his eyebrows as if he had seen it again and said.
I asked after pondering for a long time.
[… What about taxes?]
[We have little contact with the Britannians, and we do not receive any asylum or support from them. But I don’t want to fight either. It’s not enough to present fur or ore to show your loyalty.]
He nodded. It would be different depending on the amount, but considering the size of this town and the specifications like a Saiyan, it was hard to think that the tax would be insufficient. I frowned and frowned.
‘It’s called illegal occupation, but in Britannia, it’s rare for a lord to hold all the villages in his territory.’
People from other worlds were less obsessed with the concept of owning land.
Real estate law only exists in the 21st century Earth, and in another world, there are many cases where even aristocrats are lax in governing.
More than anything, isn’t it Britannia with a bigger aspect of an allied nation?
Even if Arthas, the king of Dobong-gu, conducts super night rights in his neighborhood, swapping may be the default option for treating guests in his neighborhood.
Wow, the policies of Jung-gu Heating, who wonder if this is the same country, are also a country that goes over to ‘yeah~ cultural differences~’.
However, in the village of Picts, where I had been living well for a long time, suddenly, ‘This is Takeshima. It’s our land’ kind of gossip?
‘The land owner’s desire to expand the effective territory is as close to instinct as a dog marking its territory…’
It was a word that did not apply to this world.
Evicting tenants and increasing vacancies without owners will only break more maintenance costs. It’s not like we want all the couples in Yeongji to have children like a soccer team, so what are you going to do with all the land left?
Is the land fertile? It’s bullshit How good is the yield of this little piece of land?
It is a world where there are potions that restore stamina.
[… I roughly understand. You’d better calm down first and insert the knife first.]
[Stop talking nonsense! Those motherfuckers come every day and even when the children are sleeping and make a fuss like that, and we endured enough!]
[Okay. Did the chief or mother-in-law say you could fight?]
[… …]
The father-in-law became a mute who ate honey.
The Picts were a matrilineal society.
“I… Dana’s father?”
It was then. My Fran looked at me as I was observing those babies and then said to my father-in-law.
“Uh? Oh yeah. Did you say Francesca?”
“Yes Yes. Speaking of how they deal with it, why don’t you leave it up to Norr? Nor. What do you have in mind?”
How did you know?
It seems that Fran has started to hear the sound of my brain running the water cooler after I’ve been using the Elite Daegaltong so far.
“To this guy?”
“Leave it to me. It’s worth seeing how good he is at rolling his hair.”
When Dana joined in, the father-in-law also seemed to be worried.
“Mr. Alwyn. How about leaving it to your guests?”
The woman of the priestly class who had been protesting earlier said to her father-in-law with her arms folded. She seemed to have secretly stolen our story.
Anyway, I heard the name of her father-in-law from her mouth. The ugly son-in-law cries.
“Are you like that too? You don’t even know who this guy is.”
“Yes. It’s just that since ancient times, the visitor who has come to us in times of trial is one of these two. Either a hero or another ordeal. Didn’t your ancestors overcome trials with wisdom as much as spears?”
She glanced at me, revealing a tattoo around her neck that was covered by her clothes.
I was wondering why these people were wearing clothes, but it must have been because of those protesters.
“Visitor. Who you are is not what you say by mouth, but what you do.”
“I don’t think I can back down after you say that. Father-in-law, can I visit her?”
“… There’s no need to ask for permission from me. This is your chance to show why our Dana chose you.”
Is this another chance to earn points? Then you can never fail.
“I’m coming.”
I smiled and stepped forward.
But sorry for the priestess who was talking about wisdom, this problem was not something that could be solved with her head.
‘In terms of being smart, where did Dana’s DNA come from?’
Even if I were an elite, how smart could I be able to quickly solve what the villagers couldn’t solve?
But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up.
Wisdom and intelligence are different, and each person has his or her own right place.
“Excuse me. Can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Who are you?”
The staff-like wizard looked me up and down. Looking closer, he was a pale man with a white face.
“Hmm… It looks like you’re Kitai? What are you doing in this periphery? Did you misunderstand the direction to go home?”
At the end of the stare of blatant evaluation, a spoonful of slight ridicule.
Great. Whether it was aimed at or not, the provocateur is already clearing up the fight before the fight even starts.
But in an argument, the one who loses his cool gets screwed! I smiled and spoke in Romanian.
“Oh my.”
As I clarified the phrase, he cleared his voice, doubting but as if it was worth going over.
“First of all, I have to explain to Benjamin here! Speaking of this person, he is the eldest son of the Alwyn family, who held the largest territory in the north at the time——”
I just got to the point, letting the lengthy explanation go in one ear.
‘Yeongju’s older brother. Even though he’s the eldest son, he wasn’t given the title of lord? It’s good to know the level of the big gulppak.’
Are you the type who couldn’t give up even after being pushed out in a power struggle?
It’s obvious. I responded to each and every one of the poor modifiers of the nobleman who was holding Gao.
“And if you’re going to talk to me, kuhmm! He is an executive of the Magimagi, also known as the Grand Wizard Celtic. Have you ever heard of him?”
“A great wizard.”
Are you
Having seen a mithril-class warlock riding a 30-meter-tall golem and throwing a gag, I can’t help but put a question mark on my head for that self-proclaimed name.
‘Anyway, this bastard. I wondered if I saw the pattern on my clothes, but I wonder if it belongs to the plagiarism group.’
Maybe this can be easily solved.
“I heard what kind of organization it was. Is Celtic-nim active in Romania?”
“Yes? Uh, oh yes! You got it right! Our Magimagi are planning to advance to Romania as well!”
“Okay.”
I said rolling my eyes to the crew. Hello multi-level members.
Some people seemed to recognize me, probably because I was Britannia.
I felt that the wizard and the team, who seemed to be adventurers, were a little wary. These are the people who were reciting the archmage’s bullshit with expressions asking why I’m doing this shit a while ago.
“I didn’t know that these wonderful people were in the North. But why are you spending your precious time expelling the villagers?”
“Ah, they are the ones who occupied the territory controlled by Benjamin-sama’s family, using history as an excuse.”
Even if it didn’t work, Celtic gave a painful explanation as they originally claimed.
“By the way, until our ancestors, we allowed this with broad generosity, but who are our Magimagi? We have come to find the rightful owners of this land and to put an end to their illegal occupation.”
“Are you talking about the owner? Do you have any proof?
He smirked and smirked.
“Of course. Do not have a title of land.”
“Can you show me?”
“Haha. Me? To you? Why?”
Wow, bitch Even though I was prepared, I feel dizzy after being hit with full power.
If I wasn’t used to Korean savory pad-lips, I might have started punching right now.
“Under! You’ve been talking nonsense since before, but now that I see you, you’re also a bastard who fell for those filthy criminals!”
It was when I was in control of my mentality. A nobleman who was quiet… What was your name? Anyway, he came out and said.
“In the first place, what were you doing, you blocked our way! This is their problem and our problem!”
“What do you mean? Isn’t it a habit of adventurers to not know how nobles move the world? It doesn’t seem like Benjamin-sama will step forward on his own, but… Isn’t it?”
Celtic asked, twisting his lips, as if asking what you could do against an aristocrat.
“Well. Who am I?”
“Yes. Well, if you have an ID other than an adventurer’s plate, give it to me. I didn’t really believe in the adventurer’s guild’s identity guarantee, so I never learned how to see it.”
“Identification…”
I suppressed a laugh and put my hand in the inside pocket of my armor.
It was a meal that seemed to have been set up to make a big drink.
“I’m not sure, but if you’re planning to work in Romania as well, would this be proof of identity?”
I brushed off my yaburi and pulled out a wooden shield from my inner pocket.
Of course, it’s called a wooden plaque, but in a different world where wood with mana is considered a more luxurious material than precious metals, it was more valuable than a pure gold nameplate.
As I rummaged in his arms, Celtic pounced on his ear and clicked his tongue.
“Oh really. People really bother me without even noticing. I see you don’t understand now, but your status is not the problem—”
He fluttered with an expression as thick as a dick, and when he saw the nameplate, he closed his mouth.
“… …”
-Jureuk.
Celtic’s grim expression hardened. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his face.
Just as a cat mom who used to be angry with the police starts to understand the situation after reading the warrant, he quickly starts to become a dead man.
‘Hey, fuck. The effect seems to be direct.’
It’s a kill Realizing that my prediction had worked, I put on a human-looking smile.
Well done in case you didn’t know. I waved the coat of arms of the Armials family and gave a prayer of gratitude to the elder Cornelius, who stood by me in the east, west, north, south and north in my heart.
“Let me ask you again. Can I take a look at that property title thing?”
Have you seen a senator with an international conglomerate that is the chairman?
