Expecting to Fall into Ruin, I Aim to Become a Blacksmith

Three days early Iris was thrust into hell.

Looks like she settled down a lot too because of the time and recovered to the point where the sigh of the day would fit in about a few times.

You're sorry Vine laughed, or you went hunting Iris.

I hope you two move your bodies and clear your moods, but I don't know what's gonna happen.

With the two of them gone, our home was supposed to be quiet, but my father has just returned and said he can enjoy our home for a long time.

I usually don't move, but I skipped to see if I was happy to do it.

My old man skipped.

Impossible.

"Dad, please calm down for a moment."

"No, it's been a long time. I can't believe you can relax at home without carrying anything in you."

"Your mother will be mad at you."

"No, your father's happy now."

Say that and dance with Lunlun.

Nevertheless, I may have done something sorry for occupying the house for a while.

You can do whatever you want.

I need to talk to your husband.

At that time, a squire rarely contacted me.

Kind of a sloppy vibe.

Obviously something happened.

Your father had only a few moments to rest.

"Dad, I think we need to talk."

I took him to his father and let him know he had a report.

"Oh, my God, tell me."

"Lady Karak Marr, lord of Mar territory adjacent to our territory, is here. I've been informed by the transmitter that we will be arriving at the Mansion shortly."

"What!?

When I heard the news, my father suddenly snapped and fell on the spot.

"I was there, I got a leg"

I went to my father who hurt his leg and stretched his leg muscles for him.

'Cause I'm gonna skip something.'

"I'm sorry, Kurli, but I'm not."

"What do you mean?

"Karak Marr..."

Mouthwatering father.

I wonder what it is.

Speaking of which, isn't Marl territory the home of Iris?

He's not a very good lord to the inhabitants in the stories he hears.

I also hear that many of the inhabitants moving to Helanese territory come from Mar territory.

Honestly, he's not a good impression.

What the hell has such a person come to do?

"Do you know Master Karak Marr?

I was worried about my father who looked pale and asked.

"He's, he's..."

"If it seems hard, don't push it"

"No, that's okay. Karak Marr, he and I were classmates."

"Are you a classmate," I see, there seems to be some cause.

"He could have done anything better than me for a long time. Study, sports, whatever. He was up there."

"Yes."

"He was a good hottie, by contrast I lost everything to him and not to a woman"

"Yes," I understand.

"Only when I feel like I'm inferior to him, and since then I can't help but be scared to look at his face. It seems to bring back memories of losing in fights back in the day, so with him..."

"I understand the circumstances. Okay, I'll see you. Father rest in the back."

"No, you can't leave that to your son. There's no way I'm letting my son hit me on the arrow."

Rarely does my father look cool.

I don't know, it's really cool.

Karak Marr, is he so horrible?

Such a person came to my realm without an apology.

Definitely must be a bad thing.

"Okay, I'll be there, too. Let's get over it together."

"Are you sure? It's Kurli."

"Yes, of course."

"I had a good son. Then you can't stay like this."

His father stepped on the ground with painful feet and stood up.

I hear the warrior's face was sunny before he went to the battlefield, but his father's face had something similar to it.

Maybe I should keep my heart tight, too.

"Hey, long time no see, Tral."

"Oh, yes, it's been a while. Lord Karak."

Karak Marr's figure suddenly entered the room where he was put, and he sat down on the couch.

I was suddenly offended by such a glamorous attitude.

His father uses reverence when he says he's a classmate.

I don't know, I just feel a little bad.

Nevertheless, I have something to worry about.

I had a portrait of a person in my head who would be a colork mare from what my father told me, but it was too different from the person in front of me in reality.

Imagine this.

I can study and I can play sports. So hot, and the fight is strong.

When that happens, he is a strong face handsome with a height of 180 cm, and his physique is a disappointing system.

But right in front of me. It was a completely different creature.

The face is melon to pig, and the body is proportionally obese system.

If you don't behave too smartly, you don't have a hot vibe.

Is that someone else?

Or does this guy look all good from his father's subjectivity?

I'm starting to feel that way.

"You're no different, Tral."

"Yes, and Lord Karak."

Oh, it's no different.

Then that's it. Father's subjectivity.

I'm not hot. This guy, he's a pig.

"I'm sorry you came all of a sudden today. I just wanted to ask you a favor."

"No, I don't mind you coming, but I'm asking you to come"

Karak opened his big crotch and put his elbow over his elbow.

The frustration grew more and more with the behavior of being too unpopular.

"I hear your territory has been flourishing a lot lately."

"Yeah, thanks to you"

"That's right. Thanks to you. My inhabitants will be moving a lot to you, Tral. Thanks to you, this one has fewer workers every day."

"That's... that's right"

"Right there? I'm talking about today, and I was wondering if you could compensate me. Compensation for taking our people."

"I can't believe you just took it, the people are coming to my realm at their will. Nor is the country imposing any restrictions on the movement of its inhabitants, and there should be nothing wrong with that."

"There's a big problem. I'm telling you, there are fewer workers in our territory!

"But"

"Fine, you just have to give me the money. And my people will be convinced."

I listened to him silently behind his father's back, but he's been kidding me for a long time.

Iris's story is that Marl territory is heavily taxed.

More than that, taxes are not heavy, and it is natural to come to our land with a good economy.

More importantly, it is the Lord's duty to work hard to stop it.

And yet, the pig in front of me doesn't do what he has to do, an attitude that just tells me he's the victim.

No, he knows. That I am bad, that I have nothing to do here.

Now, I'm following an impossible story.

Perhaps the father opponent has pushed through any story before.

He's a hell of a pig.

"Buhibhibhibhibhi and you say something very unsolicited"

It's the limit of patience now. I was going to try not to do anything I could, but I can't keep my mouth shut anymore. Above all, I don't care about this attitude of looking down on my father.

"Oh, my God. You know, I'm playing tral with you right now. Will outsiders shut up?"

"My name is Kurli Helan. He is the next lord and son of Tral Helan. Never an outsider."

"Mr. Trall, I'm in trouble. Come on, kick me out."

"Kurli..."

"Please keep your father quiet. I'll talk to you. Lord Karak, I've been asking you a lot of things of your own accord, but as for this one, I won't take any. Pick it up now."

"That being said, my realm is in fact damaged, and you can't just go home"

"Now let's bring back the specialty watermelon, maybe 10."

"Ten, you won't have that!

"Then 15, no. I don't care about that. Anyway, I will not compensate you from my territory."

"Ha, you're in trouble. No, I'm in trouble."

Mm-hmm. Clark stroking his jaw.

Father, did you think they would even go through with such stupid demands?

I'm really glad you were present.

I can't resist his demands.

"Then I'm not convinced. Mr. Tral, convince your son."

"Ku, kurli..."

"Dad, what do you need to be frightened of? All you have to do is kick and treat such ridiculous demands. Even if you kick back, justice is here."

I was confident and told my father, but my father still just looked down.

"Mr. Trall!

"Dad!"

My father did not respond to either voice. I guess I'm in a grip. But that's fine.

No response here, i.e. NO.

After that, I'll push you back. You can boil and cook.

"Ha, you're always like that. Shut up if you have trouble. But that was as predictable as I expected. I ask you one last time, is your response OK with NO?

"Of course," I answered instead of my father.

Guillotine and colork stare at me.

If I turn away here, I think I'm losing, and I stare back.

"Well, then I get it. Let's change the way this one works. Shall I ask Senior Dorville for this?"

"Doville!? To Lady Eyan Doville!?

The name of Eyan Doville out of my father's mouth.

You can't even know it, it's the prime minister of this country.

Power over politics is the next person the King has.

The reality is that politics wields more power than kings because of his work.

And Eliza's father.

In the future it is true that injustice is discovered and banished to the Prince, but at this stage it is no good to say that he is the most horrible person in this country.

You said you asked someone like that!?

"Because it's something your stupid son is going to provoke. I was just wondering if I could be a little serious."

"Doe, Doville..."

My father's face was blue.

So much so that I may be the most frightened of all time.

"Let's teach you dumb, worldless little boy. Me and Senior Dawville have been old friends since school, and they used to blow our names to school. I was adored by Senior Dawville, so he's doing a lot of good after graduation."

When I saw the person on Doya's face, I felt the situation change all at once and the sweat flowed a little.

In contrast, colorque makes you feel more angry at once and more attitude.

"I was just going to ask your father for a little money, but your attitude changed me. Let's ask Senior Dorville to take it away from this Helanese territory."

I laugh ugly at you.

It's a little tuba flying, so stop it!

No, not if you're busting that kind of room right now.

I can deduce from my father's condition that this man's story is true.

I didn't know you had a connection with the Chancellor.

I mean, wasn't Eliza's father convicted because he was used for something like this?

What are you doing, Eliza? Dad.

It's not good, what if I'm really taken aback?

I can't fight the Chancellor.

There's a future queen card on this note, but it's not working right now, and I'm starting to suspect it might work.

"I apologize for being rude. But calling the Chancellor... Please accept my apology."

"What? No, you don't understand an apology. You're not giving away any money?

"I will give you specialties, etc., as much as possible. Our realm is flourishing, but we can never afford the money. Please give me a break."

"You're an idiot. Mr. Trall, your son is a real fool. You're a fool. You're a fool. I heard you were classmates with our son, but I didn't know you were this stupid. Tral, I knew you were stupid. This son who inherited your genes seemed stupid too!!

I have plenty to say.

I've never been so cursed or swept up.

But now I just have to give my head up.

Maybe not, but I have trouble coming to the Chancellor.

I don't want to be watered down by my territory finally gaining momentum.

In order to protect your territory, now you just have to raise your head.

"I'm sorry, could you please put your anger away, Master Colork"

I'm desperate to apologize.

Please, with this.

"No, no, no!! I can't even think about talking about garbage chips anymore. Senior Dorville, I'll call you! Because I'll definitely call you!

Ha ha ha, and the proud colork.

Can't you do it anymore?

I did it. It's totally my fault.

Karak was right, too tense. It's stupid.

"... kurli"

I heard my father's voice small, but surely, out of the laughter of Karak.

Until just now my father, who looked like he was dying, stood up, and in his eyes dwelt something like anger.

"Kurli, you don't have to apologize anymore"

"But, Dad,"

My father took a step and approached Karak, who was sitting face to face.

"Lord Karak..., no, you pig bastard"

"What? What?

For a moment I didn't even understand what my father had said.

You think that cowardly father is a pig bastard against his natural enemies?

And at this disadvantage!?

"Let's accept as much as you curse at me. But hey, I can't allow you to say bad things about my son!!!! You, you pig!!!!

Shortly after the scream, his father's iron fist captured the jaw of Colork.

Direct hit, collark falling off the chair.

"Hey, what the fuck!? What the fuck!!

Colork who doesn't understand the situation and gets upset.

And that was a good punch!

I didn't know my father had that much aggression.

"Listen up, you pig! I'll call you Prime Minister or King! A total war!

"Ha, you said it! How dare you at the minute of the tral"

"I said it at the tral minute! Come on, if you find out, go home!

"We can't go back, Tral!

"Can't you hear me telling you to go home! If you don't leave soon, I'll kill you here!

"Ha!?

The spectacular interaction between the two ended and Karak left to flee the mansion.

Approaching his father, his body was trembling in small pieces.

My timid father did a great job.

For such an idiot son.

"Dad, that was cool."

"Right?

I shook my trembling hand when I said that, and I put my thumb up.

"... Kurli, what shall we do"

Awakening mode ended and he returned to his usual father.

This is better.

I kind of think so.

I'll take care of it later.

I told him so, smiling at his father.