Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Two beautiful women kept walking around the early morning city - the land they were planning to become.

Alcia is also dressed as a priest.

The long, pitch-black robes down to your feet are as usual, but today the holy marks, wrapped in pale yellow coats and lowered from your neck, are made of silver rather than simple wood that you usually wear.

Although it is hidden by the red eye band, only the visible part can see the flawed appearance. Maybe it's because you're hiding that you feel beauty there.

The change in Valtrude was more dramatic.

Now she's not wearing any bare armor.

The pure white robe, also the symbolic colour of Helenonia, is a shiny thin silk. If anyone knew her like a war maiden, she must have raised her voice of surprise as it had changed.

The shaped lips are bright enough to catch the eye of what you see without the need for redness. The figure of Valtrude, who lays down his eyes and takes his steps like a lady, is precisely the Virgin herself.

The holy mark of silver reflects the sun that began to climb, emitting a light similar to thunder, its design.

Valtrude and Arsia walk out on their backs, slipping away a little silver powder along the groove that Yut had prepared when he used the "Earth Ringing (Move Earth)" spell.

It was a sacred and rigorous ritual itself.

Dwarves hired to make the city. Those who have come to Falve in the past month in search of business opportunities and jobs. The inhabitants of Falve are watching over them in far-flung windows.

Among them was the figure of Regina Niebes, who prepared as many as 750 kilos of silver powder.

"How majestic..."

There was no one to answer her crush, but it did not have to speak up and give consent, except because everyone felt that way.

There was also no difference in Yut watching over the Valtrudes next to Regina.

Circulars had been given when rituals were performed beforehand, but it is more than I would have imagined that most of the humans in the Falve would gather.

So, would it have been an hour?

The two walk about 2 km around the fortress of Falve, this time staring at each other from the front. Alcia, though, was beyond the deep red eye zone.

"It's Truss-Sink, queen of sorcery. I dedicate my offering here. Hear our wishes and draw the line between evil and evil."

In serenity, Arsia offers her prayers to God.

It's Helenonia. Give this land shelter from evil and demons!

Honorable, Valtrude desires.

"The Wall of Virtue, a Wall of Evil Phase Exclusion"

The two words overlapped.

The audience that was in love with the harmony raises even greater surprises and twists.

On a line drawn with silver powder, a warm light ran. Many strips of light overlapped and eventually spread hemispherically to cover the falve.

At the same time, strictly strange music comes from nowhere.

Plus, smell like fragrant flowers on the wind.

This is not the miracle of God, etc. God's followers activated it with God's help. It's just a spell.

But the audience that sees a sight that can only be called a miracle and weeps I don't know because it has shaken my senses.

"Never, nothing evil breaks in"

Spread your hands, and Valtrude declares to the inhabitants.

"Thank God for the protection of the gods!

A low cheer rang like a grunt.

"Weren't you so sure about Vainamarinen's twitch...?

Seeing the enthusiastic crowd, Yut crushed his thoughts with the war.

Gathered here are Dwarf workers recruited from around Mainz. Plus a few merchants and employees from Hardenturm to cover their clothing and lodging, and humans flowing from nearby villages and Sejour, the king's capital.

To be clear, Valtrude - there is only a financial link with the new lord Count Istas.

That changed in one of these majestic rituals.

Their enthusiasm will become a great twist. That should never be to Valtrude's detriment.

"Give me an extra treat..."

In a small voice not to be heard by Regina quietly weeping next door, Yut softly spewed out words of gratitude and curse.

"Good day."

To the two of them who came into the office with their sacrificial clothes, Yut offered them a cup of silver.

Of course, the contents are not water. It is a sweet dessert wine that has been cooled with little magic (cantrip).

"Thanks"

Were you thirsty after walking for over an hour, albeit early in the winter morning, while standing, Arcia drank the wine out of her breath.

I was originally just an adventurer, full of drinks that I don't care about how I do things.

"Replacement!

Valtrude, on the other hand, asks for another drink in an instant when he snaps the cup without saying thank you. This is a pre-op issue.

"Yes, sir."

Just so you know, pour wine into the glass Yut dried up.

I just filled it up about half way, and Valtrude drank the cup all at once, too long to wait.

His throat rises and falls as he swallows, and the spilled red liquid is about to contaminate his thin silk coat through the edge of his mouth.

Too, a smooth sight. Yut accidentally swallows his saliva, too.

"Gu."

It's not good to keep looking any further. I don't know who it's not good for, but it's not good.

When Yut, who thought so, distracted himself from Valtrude, he had eyes with Alcia.

No, I'm not eye-opening, but I feel like I'm being spotted.

If this happens, we'll have to turn around.

Turning his back on both of them, Yut guided them to the couch where they usually take their place in bed.

"Speaking of which, how's Yona doing?"

"I'm asleep"

"Not at all...... You'll have a sermon later."

They were three sweet enough for Jonah at a time when she didn't try to make it happen right away.

"In the meantime, it was a great success."

"Naturally, there would have been no element of spell activation failing."

"Yeah. Because that's not what I meant, is it?

Are you telling me you didn't notice the enthusiasm of those inhabitants? But that makes Yut rethink that it sounds like Valtrude.

"Yuuto-kun's calculations?

Alcia, who rightly deceived Yut's intentions, asks in a slightly harsh tone. From her, who is the servant of a devout God, I guess it was not in good faith that she was used politically.

"No way. Then we're bringing people together a lot more. If I were to calculate, I'd say it's the mastermind Vainamarinen."

"You old man..."

What a subtle tone and expression, Arcia thinks of the face of the Great Sage. Even if I did her, I didn't seem to like that neighboring, deserted old man.

"Than that, yut...... What, you seemed to be with a beautiful woman?

"Oh, you have good eyes"

To Valtrude's questioning as he explores, Yut replies that it is nothing.

That's not what Alcia wanted to say, but in terms of beauty, I can assure you Regina is barely the best in this world. Yut can't even think about it, such as being jealous.

"I asked for silver. It's Regina from the Nieves Chamber of Commerce. Did you want to say hello first? He said he wanted to look down on Falve to open the store, so I think he'll be here in a while."

"No, that's not what I mean..."

Rare, badly toothed Valtrude.

Jonah told me it was a good vibe with Yut, but he doesn't look like that at all. What's this all about? And it was confusing.

"Really? But I'm going to ask you to join the council of Hardenturm as a cauldron of the Exdero Chamber of Commerce, so I'd like to keep it face-to-face."

"Surely the Nievez Chamber of Commerce was quite a disappointment, wasn't it? I'll take care of it. Are you okay?

Alcia, who has a general idea of such a situation, changed the direction of the topic for her childhood friend.

"There will be no more interference from the margins, and I gave you the trigger. She'll be fine."

"Mmm..."

Valtrude, groaned in dissatisfaction, begins drinking wine at his discretion.

(Like a teacher who thought he was on his side praised students from other classes? Well, don't you feel very good)

Yeah, Yut wins.

That's not an error, but it wasn't the right answer either.

"She also knows exactly what it means to tax 30% of her profits."

"That's it. I'm not dissatisfied or suspicious with Yut's policy, but I don't see why he changed the tax system. Besides, why would you give the Dwarves more rewards?

"Mr. Arcia..."

"Yut..."

Yut and Alcia shared their emotions.

"I can't believe Val was growing so much"

"Isn't that reaction rude!?"

Unexpectedly, Yut began to explain the shattered light of Valtrude rising from the couch.

"I decided to tax my profits because the more money I make, the more taxes I get"

"It's obvious, right?

Alcia said this time to Valtrude, who sat back in his arms, fooling around.

"But you don't want to pay taxes if you can, do you?

"Yes. Then you should use that profit to start a new business or give your employees a bonus - even a special allowance"

"It also seems like you are deluding the tax...... That makes sense."

Simply put, what Yut aimed to build was a system that would spit gold out.

"I gave the Dwarves more rewards for the same reason. When the money comes in, it's something you want to spend."

There is also a reason why there is no body or lid that gold is enough to distribute, but after all, it makes no sense if you don't use the gold.

"Isn't that a waste"

Clergy, though the diocesan knight of the god of war. In apparent reply, Yut smiles.

"Don't feel fooled..."

The smile ratings were scattered though.

"No matter how much money you save, you're in trouble from the money changers. I need you to use it to the extent that prices don't surge."

"So when something happened... well, that" insurance "for that matter?"

"That sort of thing"

Hmm, Valtrude nodded.

(Those tricks are cute, too, so that's against the rules)

Yut has a tender eye and stares at her like that.

"But it's funny stuff"

Valtrude said to impress.

"You're circulating, what's gold?"

From Regina to every chamber of commerce in Hardenturm, somewhat Yut's intentions are conveyed.

At the outset, various businesses have begun - like tentative sales - aimed at the dwarves engaged in the architecture of this falve.

As architecture progresses, people and gathering money will move.

Villages in the territory also become active thanks to a one-year tax exemption.

Yut himself has visited Mainz several times to help him research Bold Iron - mainly by telling him how to produce cokes from coal, and by demonizing the "Air Purification (Deep Breeze)" spell that keeps the air clean in the workshop.

"I'm just starting to run now, though."

"But I'm sure it'll work."

With Alcia's ink, Yut laughed happily.

There was no madness in my eyes.

"Oh, you're right"

While bitterly laughing at Valtrude's self-admiration, the facts, however, Yut admits as facts.

"Well, the consequences are miserable."

At the end of Yut's gaze, a bunch of paperwork to fill the desk - no, it was a mountain. Due to the excess businessmanship, I couldn't even afford to put conditioning in the office.

More than being an administration, as before, we can't just take everyone's consent verbally and spend appropriately from party property.

Revenue, expenditure, employment, buying and selling of land, settlement, business permits, all operations have to be left on paperwork to settle......

"Ugh. Well, I can't read or write letters."

"Even with these red eyelids, the letters are just fine"

"I know. I don't think Larsia's good enough to run away."

Looking at the ceiling, Yut was remembering 'Why African countries are poor' he heard in his geography class.

"I'm talking about my world, there are quite a few countries that are independent of colonial rule, and they're all poor. Well, for various reasons, one was to fire a brilliant bureaucrat from the former Sovereign Nation and put his own people in that position."

"What's wrong with that?

The concept of colony was unfamiliar in the Brewers, but it could be replaced that they achieved independence from the occupation of other countries and regained their own rule.

In that sense, Valtrude's reaction is correct.

"But what if the substitute official is incompetent or hired for an edge?

"Well, that would happen..."

"Does knowing that mean you have an eye for doing something about that paperwork?

"I know how hard it is to find people on our own, so I'm asking Prince Alsace to introduce us."

If Valtrude sieves in an interview in time, he shouldn't even be grabbed by weird talent.

"Right. Well, that's reassuring. Jonah will be sad if Yut breaks his body."

"Will Valko not grieve..."

"No, no. Ba, don't be silly."

I said as Yut remembered, loving her to deny that she had done so.

"All the time, yes. Val, I want you to go out with me."

"It's abrupt."

"Val, now you've made an embarrassing mistake, haven't you?

"Shut up"

Alcia laughed only in her heart, wondering if that wasn't the same as she admitted.

You can't possibly know what Alcia thinks like that, and Yut only talks about the matter.

"Hey, I want to see what's going on in the basement."

"Underground…. That Obelisk."

Valtrude's voice takes on a serious flavor. But remembering that it was already harmless, I was so relieved of the tension.

"And that's where we first met."

Valtrude exhaled emotionally.

"Oh, yeah"

At the same time, it is also a key place for Yut to return to Earth.

We're almost a year away.

But, aware of a time limit that I would never turn away from, everyone pushed me away.