Industrial revolution starting with the undead

Early in the morning - before sunrise, I left town in a carriage with Chris.

Naturally, it is two bone horses - skeleton hoses - that are pulling that carriage. For a moment I wondered if it was force or something because it was a bone, but apparently the force would take over the lifetime thing as it was, and I could pull the carriage and move on without any problems.

And it's me and Chris in the hood sitting on your stand. Inside the front carriage are five skeletons and three cow skeletons.

"Ha... but you've stopped eating"

"But you know what?"

"Well, I'm glad I managed."

No matter how early in the morning, there are always guards standing at the entrance to the town.

And it's the guards' job to check the people entering and leaving the gates. If no ID is presented, you will not be able to leave or enter the town.

Naturally, I was also going to present my identity card as a lord (which I received when I finished the Territorial Council).

The guards said, "It's a monster! Everyone was armed by the noise and tried to fight my skeleton hose against them.

"... I didn't think you were going to set up a battlefield attitude"

Sure, from just a guard, my skeleton hose would only look like a monster.

Once I got out of the carriage, gave an explanation, and presented my ID as an official lord, I explained that Skeleton Horse was an organism I had made out of witchcraft. Now if the other person was a sorcerer, he might have come across a stuffing question about what sorcery he used, but the guard convinced me, "Can you do that with sorcery..."

Though there was such a stuffing, I managed to leave town without any problems. And it is easy to imagine that they will take turns, which is probably the night shift, so it will be the same commotion when they return.

"Where are you going, mister?

"Oh, yeah. A small village called Bath's Village, a short carriage ride away."

"Bhasu no Mura"

"The village chiefs told me that Bath's village is the worst victim of banditry. So they don't have many young people and the fields are rough. First, I'm going to try to run Skeleton as a workforce in this village."

The village of Bath, the village of Kafkev, the village of Dakao - it is these three villages that are the victims of banditry.

And one of the most devastating of these is the village of Bath, where, according to what I have heard, there is not one young man in the workforce, and the village population was fifty last year, but now there are only twenty-eight left? It seems that the majority of them are old men who are almost beyond seventy.

First of all, we must make the inhabitants understand that skeletons can help them increase their productivity.

"I'm not tired of skeletons, and I can work all day. I may need instructions for the details, but I don't have a problem plowing the farmland"

"You won't get followed, either."

"Yes. Skeleton hose doesn't tire either, so you can run all the time."

If this is a normal horse, you'll need a horse break, and you'll need horse feed. In addition, horses will need a break by the water to hydrate.

But there's nothing wrong with skeleton hose. I've also tried it on cow skeletons, which for some reason sound like "Mo" or "Heen," but have nothing mouthy or digestive. And he tried to take grass to his mouth, but he did not try to eat it at all.

It's a mystery why Chris needs a meal, but you can basically assume the undead don't want a meal.

I know you'll need a lot of time if you go on holiday, but if you run the carriage through it, you'll be able to get there by noon or so.

I wonder how I'll explain Skeleton to the villagers - and with that in mind, the carriage ran down the street leading to the village.

"Yikes!! Here comes the monster. Ah!

"Ahhhhh!!

"To the Gendarmerie! Contact Mr. Gendarmerie Oooo!!

"Mr. Gendarmerie, you're dead the other day. Just!!

Mostly, it was a reaction as I imagined.

No, as you can imagine, I don't really want to welcome you. For one thing, the old men, who were near the entrance to the village, are trying to confront each other somehow with a jar or a jar.

The person who's pointing it at me - I'm a lord.

"Uh... uh, no hostility here"

"Then there are people on the monster!

"Why would a monster attack this village!

"You don't know... uh, call the village chief. I want to talk."

"Hino!!

"Come and get me!

Ma, no.

In the meantime, the village chief was present at the territorial council, and you'll remember my face.

After that, the village chief can explain it to the villagers.

And I look inside the village, feeling the gaze of fear from the frightened villagers.

There are six of us here, but all of them are old men. None of the young people are alone. And although there are fields in the village, only a few are properly maintained within sight. All the remaining fields were desolate that could not be called very fields, with weeds growing and tree roots rolling.

After all, I guess the fields will be left behind, too, than the workforce is only old people. Would the job of letting Skeleton do it first be to restore that rough field back to normal?

"... oh"

And I finally see hope in my sight.

That's an old village chief who talked a little bit in his own territorial council. The village of Bath has been particularly devastated, which means that it has been seeking amnesty.

As a result of the discussion, he convinced me in the form of a tax exemption of 30%.

He would remember me properly. And from him, if the villagers could explain me, everything would be settled.

"Oh, village chief -"

"Hi-no! A monster!"

"Village chief! A monster is calling the village chief!

"Hih! I'm not dying yet. No!

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Mayor, you too.