Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"If you build tissue quickly, I'll do it."

"Yeah, that's Larsia."

Larsia applauds when she hears from Litona, who rushed in.

Yona seemed to be positive at first sight, but her voice grew ever more flat and chilly.

"This nuisance... Definitely Larsia."

Alcia's right.

"Eh? I believed Yona was on my side!?"

Who's on your side?

And she turned away from Larsia, and Jonah buried her face in Arsia's chest. Rub your forehead tightly to make your cat sweet.

"After all, you instinctively know who's the greatest."

"That's because when Yona doesn't get caught up in Ut, she becomes a boomerang.

"I understand my position, too."

Akane nodded that he was absolutely right.

"Arcia will be the only one who can successfully guide Ut. It's something I can't do."

"I want you to stop calling me a mastermind or something....."

"In Val's case, isn't it just because the brave man automatically moves in the direction Val wants?

"If you say so, Mr. Acane doesn't know you well enough."

The spouses of Uto argue that the grass next to them is blue.

I can't help it, Litona.

"... so what are you going to do?

"I'm sorry...."

I brought you some information, but Litona's been abandoned.

Turning his eyes slightly warmer, Yut apologized.

"For now, I can't leave you alone. Let's go and see what happens."

Well, that's how it's gonna be.

"What, suppress it?

"Egg, can you get a little lost?

"It will be too late to catastrophe while you're lost."

Ex-Zail, who was sitting in the corner of the room, stood up with a sleigh. Slowly, but without gaps, on the contrary, it seems to be emitting even the spirit (aura) of the strong who can even get close.

The right hand of Valtroude was about to stretch to the pattern of the Horse Sword of Heaven (White Knight).

"No, sudden repression is not good."

"How much Larsia B... because it's bassia, that's not true"

"Basia? German? That means Arcia's here."

ABC (arbeze).

With this method proposed by Akane, the next one is Tsesia. Next, I can deal with more of Dacia.

I don't want you to increase it.

I don't want you to increase it, but I hardly ever had the experience of fulfilling this wish.

"Huh? Doesn't that mean I'm Larsia A?

"Don't be like that. What's wrong with that?

"No, I'm a big deal. Isn't it strange to distinguish A from B?

Yut observed Larsia from the top of her head to the toes, then slapped her hand slightly.

"If we don't find out what kind of activities Basia is doing, we can't help it. Come with me, everyone."

"Because it's Larsia, I don't think it matters! It's bad for children's education!

"Larsia-kun, isn't it dangerous to go in there? It makes me feel bad about my education."

"Litona says it!?"

Atashi is answering machine. I'm looking forward to a souvenir. "

"I wish I could betray that expectation."

But that will never happen.

Poor prediction.

And it was undoubtedly real.

"Er. Today is a good day. Thank you for coming together."

When did you prepare it? From a place like a high ceiling, Basia waved her hand to the people gathered under her eyes.

Likewise, the inhabitants of Hardenburg, who were concentrating on drinks and meals of behavior they had prepared at some point, would unconditionally pay attention.

As much as that, Bassia's words had the power to attract people.

"Looks like you mobilized our organization."

"Ah... So, not Falv, but Hardentrum."

"Larsia won't think about avoiding it because it's Falv."

"Not me, bassia!

The youths are watching from the shadows, but they will be noticed.

But that's fine now.

"There's something I want to tell everyone, and they've gathered. Yes, the Duke of Istas needs independence from the Kingdom of Rothschild to continue to develop."

After Bassia winked lightly, her hands widened.

"Indeed, when we are independent, we must prepare diplomacy and armaments ourselves. Maybe that'll raise taxes... but now it's almost just like that."

A smile broke out in the voice that came down from above the muzzle.

Of course, it's not tax free. Firmly, taxes are collected.

It's just that it's been reduced more than that.

"Oh, yeah. Of course, you can think about how it feels when you're independent. It could be a little rough."

There may be a war or something close to it.

Despite what Bassia says, there is no commotion. It was accepted lightly, of course.

Your ears are melting into your heart.

A gentle touch of speech that works directly on your soul.

You sound like an evangelist.

"Ah, the agitator."

"I was originally a preacher."

Evangelist who leads and leads people with his superior ability to preach.

It goes without saying what would happen if they were special priests (priests) and bards (bards) dyed with evil.

"That was hell with drugs."

In the past, everyone was saddened by the battle against "Nothingness Book" "Caius Evil".

Manipulate people with magical speech. The trouble.

After all, it's magic, but it's not magic, so I can't unlock it with a spell.

"Well, that's what everyone thinks, right? If there is such trouble, it is fine as it is now. Yeah, yeah, I think so, but before I do, I need to check one thing."

Take a breath.

It is not a speech, but a clear discourse.

And silence.

Bassia looks around from above.

When the crowd began to rush, Larsia took out a chain.

"Ut Amaksa, who sacrificed the house. It's not all he did alone, but he's gone and he hasn't developed."

The opposite voice does not rise from anywhere.

A council that had virtually ruled this Hardentrum. Who unleashed the bond with the pirates and promoted the development of commerce and industry? Kids know that.

"Yeah, yeah. Exactly."

Larsia's subdivine body, Bassia, nodded when she was right.

And I slightly scratched one part of the chain.

I knew I wanted you to know.

Yut reached out to the curse document. Even if you can't manage Bassia directly, you can't reach the words if you keep your surroundings quiet.

However, Yut couldn't activate the spell faster than his words. Except that it was prepared beforehand, but as a result, it was sweet.

"But what if they take that outlet?

Bassia smiled kindly.

Lightly pull the chain.

"For example, what if you were invited to succeed the prime minister of the Kingdom?

A point of scratch. The chain broke apart from the Weekly Link.

The neighborhood calmed down like it hit water.

Silence.

That is completely different from what Ut wanted. Seriously and severely.

There was nothing but affirmation of Bassia's words.