episode_0052
by fnovelpiaThe end of the day on Friday.
People who should clearly be smiling with joy at getting off work look a bit gloomy.
How much my misconstrued words must have hurt them.
It is unimaginable. How much strength must have been given to those who had barely managed to survive in this medieval world without any welfare, the hope that they could finally live like humans (by medieval standards).
I don’t think I can understand.
But it’s not like I don’t try to understand.
That’s why I stood before them.
“Ah… ! Ah… !!”
The moment I was about to pass through the crowd and climb up to the stage.
Someone waved their arms and made a sound as if they had something to say.
“Get out of my way! Didn’t you hear the manager tell you not to come near him!”
Immediately the soldiers came out and chased the man away.
“Okay. Let me hear your story.”
“Okay.”
I don’t mean to blame the soldiers. Right now, I’m not a breeder and a department head, but one of the key figures in the territory who only holds the position of department head.
It was their job to protect me from people’s impulsive actions.
A woman is dragged away by soldiers, her arms held, after I gave her permission.
Even though he was still young, he looked very skinny and had skin stuck to his back, perhaps because he hadn’t eaten properly. It was a pity.
This metaphor is especially sad.
What does this person suddenly have to say to me?
The opponent placed his left hand in front of his chest with the back of his hand facing upward, then raised his right hand and tapped the back of his hand two or three times as if he was striking with the blade of his hand.
“Ouch! Ah!”
The other person kept lowering his head and making incoherent sounds, probably thinking that I wouldn’t understand.
I stopped her by grabbing her shoulder, as she was unable to look at me because she had her head down. Then I clenched my fist and quickly tapped my chin two or three times with only my little finger raised.
“Ah… !”
Realizing that I understood what she meant, she smiled and bowed her head again before going into the crowd.
“… Did you know how to sign?”
“Yes, of course.”
“… Hehe~ Should I learn it too?”
Elisa, who had just seen me, asked me a question. Now that she no longer ignored the commoners, Elisa showed curiosity about sign language, which she would not have paid attention to before.
It was a good phenomenon. Just because you can’t speak properly doesn’t mean you have less ability.
However, it was impossible to let a person with such abilities rot away just because communication was not smooth.
I whispered carefully in Elisa’s ear.
“Of course you should learn it, you bitch. I’ll give you a reward when you master it. So study hard.”
“읏❤︎ Sa, if this happens in front of everyone… I’ll do my best.”
Elisa blushed and trembled at my words.
It was clear that I had just reached a mild climax just from my breathing.
Quickly…
Erica carefully watches Elisa and I’s actions.
Are you jealous?
That makes sense.
Erica is the female who has been in my charge since the beginning and has been watching me the longest. But when I see other females getting ahead, I can’t help but feel jealous.
Let’s make sure to introduce her to the joys of being a female as soon as possible.
“Hmm. Hmm!”
I stood on the platform and cleared my throat. I tested whether Elisa’s magic was working properly, just like I did with Mike.
The magic seemed to be working properly, as the soldiers in the distance raised a flag to indicate that they were there.
“Everyone. The reason I gathered you here today is not to cut you down or anything. ”
It was my mistake. My mistake for not considering that there were no weekends in the Middle Ages.
So I guess I have to correct that.
“It’s just to give a short break to those who may be tired from long hours of hard labor. So, please rest well tomorrow and come back the day after tomorrow.”
Originally, they were going to implement a five-day workweek, but this is the Middle Ages.
I had to provide medieval welfare. That’s why I decided to give only one day off. No weekend overtime.
I’m not exactly a bad business owner. Where were the holidays and special allowances in the Middle Ages!
“Unless I say otherwise, you can just keep coming to work. Work 6 days a week and take one day off. I plan to hire you for at least a month, so you don’t have to worry about getting suddenly laid off or anything.”
“Wow-!!”
“He’s a god!!”
“Thank you. Thank you.”
Those who shed tears of joy, those who worship me as a god, those who shout out thank you.
As soon as I finished speaking, this was the reaction. The people gathered here are the ones who are grateful for being allowed to work on weekends.
For those who have been living as socially disadvantaged people and have had a hard time making ends meet, the five-day workweek was extremely harsh.
Because in most cases, even if you work every day, you won’t be able to make ends meet.
That’s why it’s 6 days a week.
If you work too much and get sick and can’t go out for a few days, it’s a big deal.
If that were the case, it would be putting the cart before the horse. So, we made a compromise with those who wanted to work every day and set the basic workweek to six days.
“It really was. Sob, sob. To doubt such a saint…!”
After talking about the minimum period of employment that people would be most anxious about, I will step down from the podium.
Jemel seemed moved, and he clasped his hands together in front of me in a reverent pose, tears falling from his eyes visible through his mask.
… It seemed as if one could understand why the nobles called Jemel an eccentric. Jemel truly was an eccentric.
It doesn’t mean anything bad.
Because her actions of trying to help and care for those in need were clearly good deeds.
*
The environmental beautification project is progressing very well.
“You’re spending Youngji’s money like that! Those bastards would’ve laughed and worked if you gave them half of that! Alpha! Are you really crazy?”
If there was a problem, it was Baron Wellington Viken, Ertia’s father and the owner of this estate.
An incompetent bald beta mail who complains about everything I do.
“My lord, calm down. Thanks to Alpha giving them money, the economy of the territory is actually getting more active.”
The Vice Minister of Finance supported me to some extent. I would give him money directly, but the actual result of my giving money was that the economy of the territory was revitalized.
If you want to stimulate the economy, money needs to go to the poor, not the rich or the poor.
Especially for those who have a hard time making ends meet.
It would have been impossible in modern times, but this is the Middle Ages.
These are people who have never eaten their fill. When I gave them enough money to eat their fill and still have some leftover, the economy boomed.
Buy a beer you never thought you’d buy, buy armor for the future, or buy something a little more expensive.
Commoners who have this much money save up, but they also indulge in luxuries, like buying a bottle of wine or wearing expensive clothes.
In this way, money circulated and the economy of the territory was activated. Well, this will soon stop once the socially disadvantaged have eaten up a certain amount of food, but for now, it was effective.
“My Lord, the Treasurer is right. As the number of people buying goblin and orc leather has increased, the Knights’ own income has also increased.”
With proper support from Leona.
“Wow. Is it all about the economy getting better? The administrative work we do has doubled! Why are we being paid daily instead of monthly or contractually, and making us do administrative work every day? This is clearly damaging to the estate!”
On the contrary, the administration, which had suffered because of us, supported Wellington’s opinion as if it had lost its appeal despite the large amount of gold I had given it.
Well, it couldn’t be helped. In the Middle Ages, disabled people were often swindled out of money, so if they weren’t paid on a daily basis, they might not have participated in environmental beautification projects that had fairly good conditions.
Most of the people who gathered on the first day seemed to just want to meet and greet each other.
“Stop it. Isn’t that the money Alpha earned by selling soap anyway? From now on, the Heukimbu will handle their own administrative work unless it requires payment. ”
“… … ”
As soon as Melania finished speaking, Wellington’s expression crumpled. Melania has been embracing me to a degree that I can see these days.
Of course, she, as a female, is also attracted to me, the alpha male.
Like I’m attracted to her.
By the way… Wellington, I really need to get rid of this kid quickly.
You keep interfering with everything too much… .
“How was the meeting today?”
When I returned from the morning meeting, Jemel asked me a question.
“It was the worst. The Baron asked why we were spending so much money on those worms.”
“Huh?? Hmm… Baron Wellington… ”
Jemel muttered something that seemed quite dissatisfied with what I said and began to write down some things on the paper.
I’m writing down the types of poisonous plants… right?
Well, it might be better if Ertia is killed with poison, since she will become the lord.
“Ahem. Department Head. I have something to report.”
“What is it?”
As I was briefly relieving the stress from the meeting, Elisa reported to me with a helpless expression.
Just pretend it’s nothing.
“The wizards say they can’t do it anymore.”
“Huh?”
wizard.
The level of the wizards in the Viken Territory is all about the same. As you can see from the fact that Elisa is the strongest wizard in the territory.
But they were in charge of the most important job right now…
The fact that they went on strike meant that the situation was serious.
“Let’s go right away.”
I started heading straight for the building where the wizards were on strike.
To a water treatment plant that processes sewage.
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