episode_0113

When I played this game and received an episode where I had to revive the Ruthmire territory, there were actually many difficult parts for me.

The nobles can resolve the issue to some extent with my own hands.

If the magic beasts use their hands early, they can deal with this damage quickly.

However, no matter how much I cleared Chapter 1 and obtained personal wealth from Duke Vagrand, this alone was not enough to save Ruthmire.

Of course, more than one type of work had to be carried out to generate a fief-level profit for Ruthmire.

Then it came to mind.

All they have is Waglu Mountain, but Waglu Mountain is the biggest pile of money at the moment.

Monster, demon beast.

A strange being that threatens humanity and a virtual monster that exists through fantasy.

These monsters, called monsters from the player’s point of view, are a setting in the game, and they are always causing trouble in the outer regions of the Pesselos Empire.

What if you could help them?

What if some kind of transaction with them became possible?

By thinking this, I broke through this quarter.

For them, who had to build a camp under a strong castle wall and steadily exterminate monsters, this would not be a simple lump of stone.

“Selling stones?”

“Now that I think about it… I heard that they are building a castle wall in the outlying area.”

“I think I also heard that nobles also built their buildings high.”

“Either way, you can sell it as building aggregate!”

“Yes! We can now sustain ourselves!”

Barak became Archimedes and ran out, laughing excitedly with the residents of the territory.

Then, suddenly, a man expressed concern.

“But once we dig up Mount Waglu, won’t we go back to living as beggars?”

At those words, some residents of the territory again expressed concern.

That’s correct.

But, there is no need to worry about that.

“Uh huh. this person. We’re not just digging up Mount Waglu. Don’t you remember what task you gave us?”

“Uh… Now that I think about it…”

“The lord made you work as if you were sculpting, right?”

“If we were just going to dig up the mountain, we would have just grabbed a pickaxe. Why did they mobilize such work equipment?”

okay. That’s it.

If I wanted to simply obtain aggregates for clearing episodes, all I had to do was buy them a bunch of pickaxes.

He changed the plan so drastically and ordered that the mountain be cut only in a certain shape.

“If you look at its shape, it looks like a large oyster. What is the reason for ordering the tunnel to be drilled like this and then to the other side?”

“length. Way!”

“Oh. Right! Just a crab in the passageway!”

“Yes! A very large road was created that goes through Mount Waglu.”

The purpose was to improve the inconvenient geographical conditions of the surrounding Waglu Mountain.

Again, the mood changed.

The residents of the territory, led by Barak, were bursting with laughter.

I remember that there was already talk among the nobles about building a road to Mt. Waglu. Arina and Claire also expressed discomfort about this.

However, if this tunnel is dug, not only merchants but also nobles can pass through.

A permanent passageway that opens to a place where you have to travel a long distance.

It had the optimal conditions for receiving toll taxes.

‘Has a way to raise money been created through this?’

Once the tunneling work on Mt. Waglu is completed, there will be an opportunity to raise funds on one’s own.

With this money, it was enough to repay the duke’s family one by one.

Like starting a part-time job and saving money.

Of course, this toll alone would not be enough to repay the money that Karssein had spent on eating and sleeping, and if we take into account the cost of the Chatelaine estate that Claire was paying on his behalf and Karssein’s pocket money, the amount would increase like a mountain.

But are bad conditions the only bad conditions? The fact that it is set in the Middle Ages rather than modern times is not necessarily a bad thing.

In this world of slow development, there will be more ways to inflate this money. All of that will be solved by the textbook content and time in my head. Things like the game’s internal settings can be resolved with some study.

So there is only one plan for me to proceed with.

All they had to do was gather up a reasonable amount of money that they would not be able to find fault with and then leave the Duke’s house.

Just like me in real life.

“It was late at night. Barak will guide you to your room, so go to sleep first. Harnier.”

“Yes? Ah, yes.”

After saying that to Harnier, I went back to pick up the pen.

***

-Chiek.

Claire, who was pacing the hall with her arms crossed, pulled back the curtain.

When I open the curtains, the sky with the sun set is revealed.

Now it was time to call it night.

and.

My younger brother’s visit hasn’t happened yet.

This meant that Karssein had not returned by this time.

“Phew…”

As I look at the sky with the sun setting, I can’t help but sigh.

Seeing as he doesn’t come back until this late, it’s a sure sign he’s staying out. Although I didn’t specifically include news about staying out, Karssein’s feelings were such that he never felt like returning home.

That’s exactly what happened today.

Pythea Gelgeten by Viscount Gelgeten.

A gathering of nobles.

The nightmare of Kelvia fruit.

Carcein was an uninvited guest at the tea party.

“And maybe… it was like that when I went with Flora back in the day.”

no. Not that it would have been, but that it would have been.

At Gelgeten Viscount, where he had been sent with the hope that he would at least eat healthy food, Karssein also encountered food containing Kelbia fruits.

And unlike this time, after eating a lot of that food, he came back and shouted that he would never go out with Flora again.

What happened that day?

My eyes close tightly.

He himself was scolded by Karssein.

As I explained this fact to my family, I witnessed them getting scolded even louder with my own eyes.

I didn’t even hear what Karssein’s position was.

Afterwards, I had to hear from Shayden that Karssein was sick, but I didn’t even pay attention to that.

“…”

Lips bite tightly.

What must Karssein have been thinking about the nightmare of the Kelbia fruit that occurred again in the tea party hall?

There is no reason to go there voluntarily and go through this humiliation.

For exactly the same reasons as in the past. I can’t even guess what kind of resentment they must have for this situation that happened because of Flora.

also. Thinking that I had chosen to stay out thinking that my family would scold me if I came back, my heart ached.

If there’s anything you can do to help in this situation.

There was only one.

“…At least I shouldn’t get scolded by my mom and sister.”

A situation that occurred exactly the same as in the past.

It was obvious that Karssein would probably be scolded by her older sister and mother.

So, Claire goes to her mother’s room.

So that Karssein doesn’t get falsely accused.

To explain well.

-smart.

“Mom. I have something to say, is it okay if I come in?”

Let’s also clear up my sister’s misunderstanding by informing her of Pythea Gelgeten’s actions.

That was the best action I could take now.

***

-Tuk.

The pen that had been writing smoothly stopped. It was because of a sudden knocking sound coming from outside.

“Um, hey… Karssein? Can I come in for a moment?”

Harnier said that outside in a troubled voice.

You should be sleeping by now… Is something going on?

It would be best to let her into the room first, so I told her to come in.

Not only did he have a voice, but he also had a very troubled expression.

“What happened? Seeing that you were tired earlier, I thought you were sleeping because it was late.”

“Oh, no! Forget about that…!”

She was about to shout something, but stopped talking and said hmm! He cleared his throat.

Her sharp eyes turned towards me briefly, but she soon got to the point.

“Yes. It’s true that I was tired, and it’s true that I dozed off. It’s true that it’s late and I want to get some rest now. But, I can’t sleep.”

“Yes? What does that mean?”

“That…”

It seemed like Harnier had asked for a small room for himself, just as I had told him beforehand.

However, it is said that upon answering that question, Chief Barak said it was difficult and gave this answer.

“You say you can’t give up your room?”

“…Yes.”

“No, why?”

There was a reason she was a guest of the lord, and she didn’t particularly have a bad relationship with the residents. Even though he was an aristocrat, his gentle personality worked well and he got along well with commoners.

But you’re not going to give me the room?

It’s abnormal.

Isn’t it true that Harnier is now trying to kick him out because he is a nobleman?

Then Harnier took a deep breath.

“It’s not that they don’t have a room to give to me, but it’s because this estate doesn’t accept guests very well.”

“…No way. Are you really saying there is no room?”

Nod.

oh my god.

It wasn’t that they wouldn’t give us a room, it was that they couldn’t give us a room because there wasn’t one.

‘Come to think of it…’

Did I do that too?

The room I am staying in was originally a warehouse.

The reality was that I could barely put it away and use it.

Even the village chief seemed to have overlooked the fact that there was no room to bring in anyone else.

Well, I don’t think I thought it was too easy.

In other territories, there might be rooms to give away, but here, everything was being taken away by the surrounding nobles, including Hemnon Modric.

Additionally, since attacks by demonic beasts were frequent, it would have been difficult to provide a guest room.

Can not help it.

“You sleep in this room.”

“Yes?!”

“There’s nothing you can do about it. There is only one spare room here.”

“Ha, but… If I sleep here, where will you sleep…?”

Harnier asked worriedly.

Isn’t this an obvious answer?

“Should I sleep outside? ”

“Bar, outside?! That’s ridiculous!”

“But that doesn’t mean I can sleep with you in this room.”

When I answered that and grabbed the doorknob to go out, my hand was covered with her white hand.

“No matter what, I didn’t let him sleep outside!”

“…Then what? We can’t sleep together in this situation.”

After looking back and forth between the bed and the folded blanket for a moment, she closes her eyes tightly and answers.

“All, you sleep in the bed.”

“Yes?”

“I caused a nuisance. So… you sleep in the bed.”

Then, he puts one of the blankets on the floor.

He meant that he would sleep on the floor.

“…Are you okay? It’s just me and I in this room.”

Harnier nodded slightly.

This seems to be okay.

But I’m not okay.

-Soak.

“What are you doing? That’s where I’m going to lie down.”

“Let’s change the conditions. If you are going to sleep here, I will sleep on the floor.”

“No, why? I’m the one who’s a nuisance. He came by unexpectedly and asked me to give him my room.”

“If you don’t like it, I’ll go out.”

Then Harnier kept his mouth shut.

After a moment of silence, I obediently sat down on the bed.

“The reason is… what is it?”

The voice is much different than before.

Is it because of my mood that I even had a little bit of anticipation?

I try to explain why I was wondering whether to bring it up or not.

“I couldn’t finish all my work.”

“…Work?”

“Yes. I feel like I won’t be able to concentrate if I see you sleeping on the floor while I’m working.”

“…!!”

Then Harnier covered himself with the blanket.

“Well, I’ll sleep first!”

…I haven’t told you everything yet.

no. He says he’s going to sleep, but I just leave him alone.

To this extent, Harnier was very considerate of me.

what. There was a time when I stayed outside all night because the third year didn’t open the door on purpose, and I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle it like this.

Still, this was a noble person.

‘Better than that, sleep in a room with someone else…’

This is another strange feeling.

It’s not a man, it’s a woman.

As expected, when I’m with Harnier, things that I can’t get used to just keep happening.