Chapter 427 – Foggy Northern City (12)
“I even tried to go out on my own, but in the end it seems to be going back without a harvest.”
Benjamin Alwyn glared at his men from his horse.
Celtic hung their heads in silence. Benjamin was filled with a sense of contentment at the sight of someone the size of an archmage reciting his words, but he was a man who knew how to hide his emotions like an aristocrat. At least he himself believed so.
“Your lack of courage caused this to fail, but as you know, I am generous. The day I gain power, you guys will be rewarded in your own way.”
“… Thank you.”
“If you know, just get out of here. Don’t look at me until I figure out a way to get rid of those vulgar mixed-race bastards.”
Benjamin kicked Celtic out and spat.
He clicked his tongue again as his riding horse caught his eye. Without a pedigree certificate, it was a horse of a slightly better level than a mule.
‘If only my father would pass on the lord to me!’
He gnashed his teeth, cursing the foolishness of his vassals who had lost their age and lost their judgment.
Didn’t his father put so much affection on him that he was concerned about his every move during his lifetime? Why did he, who was born as the eldest son while being favored by his father, have to be deprived of his title by his younger brother?
‘… Tsk. Well, it doesn’t matter If we drive out those idiots, the amount of land that can be governed in the future will increase.’
If so, the Gasols will have no choice but to look at themselves again. It was clear that his younger brother would also try to borrow his wisdom in running the estate.
‘Then you can gradually take the form of a regent and urge him to give up the position of lord. It’s a perfect plan.’
Benjamin smiled contentedly.
Originally, the northern city of Alwyn, who took his family name as it is, has had a good relationship with the earthy guys in preparation for ogres and trolls.
But it had been more than a year since the very ogre or troll was barely visible.
──If there are no monsters disturbing the territory, isn’t there no need to show mercy to them anymore?
When Benjamin realized this with his brilliant mind, he met an up-and-coming sorcerer who wanted to link himself with the nobility.
It’s been a year since the monster’s damage decreased.
In Benjamin’s view, that was sufficient grounds for setting a policy that spanned ten years.
On the contrary, they were convinced that if the implementation was delayed any further, it would be a huge loss that would be missed and regretted for 100 years.
Unlike the vassals, a magical order called Magi Magi quickly recognized his brilliance and fell to his knees. So Benjamin was willing to give up money and power.
Regardless of the fact that the funds were obtained by beating his younger brother who was the lord—without telling him where he was going to use them—in any case, Benjamin himself thought his plan was on the right track.
It will not be long before he becomes famous as a sage who made the northern region more prosperous.
‘First of all, I’ll raise the taxes to raise the funds, then I’ll make those bastards my enlisted men.’
With nowhere else to go, it is certain that the Urses will come to Alwyn, which will be the best city in the North.
Then, after impressing those savages with Britannia’s great technology and food culture, wouldn’t it be better to use them as soldiers who slay monsters as the only power worth seeing?
Does it make sense that there are less than a thousand soldiers in his territory in the first place!
‘The face of that priest was good enough to look at. He may not be able to give you the position of first lady, but he would be happy to make you his concubine.’
If you protect the territory with the soldiers merged like that, and collect taxes and return to farming the citizens who do not work, the money will be copied.
Benjamin smiled as he pictured a perfect future.
Thinking of the future, he seemed to be able to get over the pitiful horse he was riding.
***
“… Is that bastard sick?”
After listening to the situation from the father-in-law and the woman of the priestly class, Dana finally revealed her true intentions.
The father-in-law seemed shocked by the unstoppable swearing, but our Nunna flinched slightly and only sighed.
“What does Youngjoo say? Are you trying to do something to the village by putting that idiot in front?”
“The chief priest thought there was no reason to do that, young lady.”
“Don’t call me Miss. I have lived in other places longer than I have lived in this town.”
“As long as there are people who remember her, this will always be her home. Her memories don’t disappear just because you forget them alone.”
Dana shut her mouth at her bluntness.
“… Anyway. If you see that Magimagi do what they do, they must be using that guy. If the lord is sane, it won’t be a big problem. If you don’t intend to fight with this village, I’ll manage it somehow.”
“Yes. The problem is that ogre trolls have been reduced, and winglings are polar.”
I blinked my eyes at the words that the NTR Mr. Balum also said.
“Wingling?”
“It’s Berserk. Unlike the people living in Germania, they are quite violent in nature, but their characteristics are similar.”
When I raised my question, Dana explained it concisely.
Berserk. They are one of the three major savage tribes with the physical characteristics of animals.
“Violent? Do you just plunder or something?”
“Not really. Because we are not watching.”
The father-in-law said as if he could not do that.
“Instead, very ho, ho…”
“Warlike?”
“Yes, Dana. Belligerent. They tend to fight and try to settle things. It is the way the winner of the duel wins.”
Fuck hmmm
As far as I know, the Berserks in the other world are relatively moderate people, but the people who flowed into Britannia seem to be otherwise. Have you become addicted to the spicy taste of the island country?
Well, eating sardine pies all the time can drive you crazy. My understanding soared at the logical reasoning.
“The number of trolls and ogres probably didn’t decrease for no reason. There must be something going on, so there are fewer prey and monsters, right?”
“Because most of the Winglings’ food supply is hunting.”
When Dana muttered, a woman of the priestly class answered.
“So they are making a fuss about handing over food to us. Until now, the chief priest and the chief have been expelling them, but the burden is too great to build a clean negotiation…”
“If that person or the chieftain gets hurt, what will that wretched aristocrat do? Is that why the Erin Fundamentalist like your mother went out to the city? The chief must have had a hard time persuading you.”
“Whoops. I will have to refrain from talking about that.”
When she tacitly agreed, shaking her head, Dana rolled her eyes as if thinking about something, then touched her on the shoulder.
“Husband, husband.”
“Why. Seeing that the word ‘bastard’ is missing from my title, I already have a bad feeling about it.”
When I was nervous, Dana smiled and said,
“Wouldn’t we go see those winging bastards together for a while?”
“This older sister has turned around. It’s ruined. If a healer gets a status abnormality, it’s going to explode.”
What was the reason for such a conclusion to come from this conversation? Not only me, but Frank and the others also opened their mouths.
“Oh no! Dana! Why are you going to those dangerous guys!”
“Anyway, the chief and my mother complained to the lord, but she’s not going to come back. She doesn’t want to talk about the same thing twice, so she intends to finish talking to her dad when he and he are both together.”
To the bewildered father-in-law, Dana said firmly.
“If I followed you to Alwyn, would the roads diverge more? They’re the kind of guys who listen to what they’re saying by beating them up, so if you give them a hand and come back, that person will be right back home.”
“Then at least take the other warriors with you!”
“Have you not seen that stupid aristocrat? I don’t know what to do, so why take people here? And.”
Dana seems a bit embarrassed to talk, and she lightly squeezed the sleeve of my dress.
“This is the man I chose. Do you think I will lose to ignorant idiots with 4 ears?”
“… Oh my gosh?”
The woman of the priestly class rolled her eyes as if she had seen something interesting, and the old craftsman was stunned.
“… …”
And for some reason, Fran also grabbed my other sleeve.
Well. Did she even feel left out? It’s fucking cute, but your groom is going to die of embarrassment right now.
“Husband. Will you go with me?”
Dana put her back and forth so that I couldn’t say anything, and told me that I had no choice.
She was, she was, and she knew each other well, and as much as her hair was unusual, she was as good as any circus girl with her talent.
“… Yes, go! Let’s go! If I say no here, what am I going to be, you woman!”
“Puhh. Why? Wouldn’t that be bad for you too?”
As if I had given up, Dana said as if to calm me down. I narrowed my eyebrows as if a little doubtful.
“Me too? Where?”
“Unlike us, Berserkers tend to have treasures and ruins, don’t they?”
I stared at her with utmost alertness, as if to ask her to speak, and Dana laughed as if she saw her porcupine rolling over her spines.
“Doctor, won’t you?”
Ait sitpal.
So, her husband, who was a master’s master’s master’s master’s master’s master’s master, was helpless to decide the next destination.
I felt like a well-educated pet dog, excited only to go out for a walk, even with a leash around my neck.
