Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

4 Oct 7438

Maybe Shanreid is the eldest daughter of Sendoherr, son of Marquis Webdos, or grandson of Marquis Webdos. In other words, to the extent that it is the number one in this territory from above, it will be a great man. "Great" in this case is synonymous with high status. I'm not saying I've accomplished anything great. Well, that's not what I'm talking about now. And at the second line of the appraisal column belongs [Marquis Webdos Knight]. He was also an associate of the Knights. I also feel like seeing it in a subwindow because I didn't know what the difference was between a little Sir and a knight, but that would be fine after the story.

But what the hell did a person in such a position come to such a de countryside? Is it an inspection of the production base of the rubber product or something? Yabe, I'm not cleaning up. But for an inspection, it's unnatural to be here without a confession. I haven't even been introduced yet, so I've decided to get acquainted, but isn't my attitude suddenly giddy? Somehow in a world like this, about the de country jazz family in the presence of a lord, I think it might disappear to blow dust, and I don't care.

Anyway, do we have to wait until they are all lighter and calmer? The families of the squire have gathered, and there will be talk about Judd. Heggard won't even talk to his squire's family until they all get together.

Heggard and Charles are checking with Miloo on the production of rubber products. It's supposed to be delivery time, I haven't made the last delivery, so I have a lot in stock, and I'm afraid of my father's big eyeballs, so there's no production drain. Inventories are produced enough to cover two deliveries. When Dad confirmed it, he told the remaining squire to pack the goods by the end of the day because he was leaving for delivery tomorrow. It's only after we've finished what we're about to talk about.

Everyone gathers and finally begins talking about Heggard. I heard from some of the people who came together, "Who is it, that Mr. Seppelganger?" and "There's no Judd here," he also stopped sounding perfectly.

"Everyone worked very hard during the absence of this expedition first. Thank you. Besides, I just heard, the opening seems to be going well, you've been really good at it. Thanks."

That's what Heggard said, now he gave a slightly sad look.

"The expedition is better, Unis, I'm sorry for you, but Judd died in action this time. Even cowardly, the Dabus guys were poisoning the arrows. The poison killed him in battle. We all wanted a safe return, but we couldn't. You can resent me."

Unice is Judd's wife and Whitney's mother. She raised her face in tears but with temperament, and told Heggard.

"I thought this was the last time that guy was going on an expedition because Whitney succeeded his squire, but I had no choice. If you died on the battlefield like a squire, that's destiny, too. You can't resent the museum."

Heggard apologized once again uniquely when he heard it. Afterwards, after reporting on the general state of war about this expedition, I said.

"I'll introduce you because it's time for everyone to know. She is the grandson of the Marquis of Webdos and the eldest daughter of Lord Sendoherr, the Knights. Name's Shanlade Webdos."

Shanreid advanced from a group that was lined up behind Heggard and bowed his head. Everyone seems to have suddenly faced the appearance of a highly identifiable human being, silent. Neither do I.

"My name is Shanreid Webdos and I have now left it for you to introduce to Sir Gried. But in a month's time, Master Fanstern will marry you, Shanreid Gried. Thank you for your continued support."

I bowed my head again, saying so. He said he said that suddenly...

They were all pounding for a moment, but made a fuss like they had a hive shortly afterwards. 'Cause that's right, isn't it? It's the marriage of the oldest son of a lord, and that opponent is said to be the direct grandson of the lord of the province. Now this barkud is cheap too. Can this be without making a scene? Me and Miloo are both brothers and sisters, so when I looked at each other, I looked down with a complicated look. When I watched Fern softly, he had the look of being shocked and illuminated by everyone. Next door, Miloo was just as up-and-coming as I was to see how Farn was doing.

"Note that I am sorry, Sir Gried reported earlier, about this battle, but I have a few additions to report...... The Webdos Knights of the Marquis of Webdos were at the core of this battle, but the entire battle was commanded by Sir Jeffrey Bitwers, the Knights of the Kingdom's First Knights, who was seconded to take command."

Miss Chanlade Webdos said so, accumulating a few words. With that said, you never talked about that kind of information before when Heggard reported the troop departure.

"This battle took place in the western part of the Dart Plains, as Sir Sir reported earlier. The number of soldiers was not much different on both sides, and there were terrain problems and there were many outfits to bump into each other from the front, but eventually the Romberto Kingdom side took on a victorious shape. Even though it was a clash by almost the same number of armies, often in a form close to pain if it were meant to be. While the exploitation of Sir Bitwers, who commanded the battle, also contributed to it, I would say, the activity of the troops in the village of Barkud."

I wonder what the hell you're trying to say, but it's not much different from what Heggard said to everyone earlier.

"But that's not all. There were some fights, but the Lomberto side prevailed from the middle of a few fights that took place. Until then, there was not much damage on both sides, and in the end it was thought to be painful as this...... There were several battles that could be described as such skirmishes, and one time the commander of a platoon of knights to whom I belonged was killed in battle. That's not an issue here because it stays. The problem is that the trend of war has moved a lot since then. It was Sir Fanstern Gried, who had just taken over command of the platoon this spring with the Knight's reign. Of course it was my father, the Knights Commander, who appointed him as captain as his successor, but Sir Fanstern Gried received quite an unusual promotion as commander of the platoon by virtue of his personnel extraction. It is an unlikely extraction in the first place. Because the platoon also belonged to a senior knight. Normally, the most ancient knights who have received the knight's reign are often appointed as the next commander."

Well, if you're my brother, you deserve it. Excellent. I don't know what's wrong with me. On the side, Miloo also listens with a face that he deserves it. But I guess there was something wrong with it.

"Perhaps my father sometimes thought in ordinary training in the Knights and such, but anyway, you can activate the power of the Commander of the Regiment and say he is the youngest as a knight. Farn, no, Sir Fanstern Gried has become captain of my platoon. Naturally, some of the knights of the Song were dissatisfied, but Fur, Sir Fanstern Gried, silenced them with strength. He defeated six enemy soldiers on his own in the first battle to take over command. After that, no one has expressed any dissatisfaction about his position anymore. In that next battle, he succeeded in cutting into the enemy formation, and in that next battle, he was entrusted with the Hall of Fallback, which succeeded in reducing the damage to his allies to zero. Next up was a degree of discretion on the part of the troops themselves, who succeeded in protruding at the optimal time after the start of the fight to inflict significant damage on their opponents. In addition, at the last battle, you were advised by Sir Bitwers yourself to make a great detour from the battlefield from the beginning, to dare storm from the enemy's side the moment the enemy tried to move on, and to take over Baron Corbit, the commander of the enemy."

The blurring grew louder and louder, and when I took over the enemy commander, I heard voices like "Wow" and "The boulder is like Fern". Phew, what do you deserve to be surprised that your brother doesn't have any creation either? Miloo didn't look otherwise surprised either, but he looks proud. Am I, too? You're more accustomed to Farn or something than that. Oh, okay.

"After his triumph over the King's Capital, he was honored as a Kung Fu First Class and was also considered for promotion within the Golden Son and the Knights or integration into the First Knights of the Kingdom, but Sir Fanstern Gried refused them all, resigned from the Knights and wished to return to Barkud. This is why you must succeed your father, Sir Hegliar Gried, and contribute to the development of this land."

... Seriously, Brother Boulder, I don't know. Speaking of the First Knights of the Kingdom, I'm talking about the elite among the standing armies of the Kingdom of Romberto, and I'm also hearing that only a handful of bald military men can belong there, and it's a tremendous honor. Normally I also hear that more rigorous entrance exams are imposed on those who take the knight's reign and then gain experience and are recognized for their strength. I don't know some of the gold, but it would be a lot of promotion among the Knights of Webdos, did you kick it all? Everybody swallows their spit and doesn't stand one shudder. I hear it.

"I'm sure His Majesty Thomas Lomberto III was also unfortunate, but I have heard that his hopes took precedence because the matter is about the inheritance of the territory. After you, Sir Gried, please."

"Uh, what, I was wondering if I'd praise my son too much... That's what I'm talking about. So. Miloo, instead of you Furn, I've decided to take an entrance exam to the First Knights of the Kingdom next year. They'll do it early next year. You're about to grow up, and this is a good chance. Good luck with that."

Huh? Yeah, yeah!? Isn't it amazing what Heggard said about taking away without any feelings? Unexpectedly look at Miloo. Miloo doesn't seem to have a decent understanding of what they said either. and Farn came in next to his father to supplement him.

"Miloo, you stand the arm of a sword, and you can use magic more than I can. I asked Lord Bitwers for it, and he told me it was okay. Nothing. I didn't sell you for me, did I? The First Knights say they are the smallest of the Knights of the Kingdom, but they are all sharp, I think it would be a good experience just to take the joining exam... you don't have any experience with the Knights, so they just need the practical exam of combat, and even if they fall, they can take the joining exam of the Knights of the Other Kingdoms... Hey, don't you like it?

Because Miloo didn't react very well, Fern's voice gradually turned into something less confident. No, I think you're just stunned and voiceless. 'Cause they're all stuttering.

"Huh? Yes, I don't hate it, it is. But are you sure I'm gonna join the First Knights?

"That's why he said he has an entrance exam. Are you going to take it already? I hear the exams are pretty tough, huh?

That's what Farn says and makes it tear, but his eyes weren't laughing.

"Oh, yeah, yes. Exams... You have exams... Yes, I'll do my best!

I guess there's some inner upset, though Miloo's language is getting suspicious.

"Oh, I'll work out plenty until the exam. Besides, I know you already know, but Shani's in charge of the Knight's reign, so be prepared to squeeze it together."

Well, my brother calls me by my nickname, too. And you haven't noticed.

"Yes, Sir Gried, Sir Webdos, thank you!

Miloo is also fully recovered, answering in a way that speaks approximately.

You're satisfied with the answer, your parents and brother are snorting, but Shani's expression also feels a little stiff. I knew you were nervous in front of villagers you didn't know about.

After that, he arranged for not only Shani's parents to attend Judd's funeral and Farn's marriage to Shani, but also his lord, the Marquis Webdos himself, and his wife, his grandmother, to attend the banquet. There's nothing I can do about the place to stay, so I just have to vacate some room in the house.

By the way, I have something to think about when it comes to my brother's marriage.

It is good to marry Shani. Well, there's no reason to disagree, and I'd say it's basically a congratulatory story. But how far will we go about our secrets? or what to keep secret until when. I need to check the area.

Naturally, even in the countryside, it is a marriage of nobility, so there must be more home to house than personal satisfaction. As far as Shani is concerned, I don't feel isolated from Furn, and he even looks fond. I don't think there's a problem there, I'd like to say. I need confirmation.

It is even conceivable that if you look suspiciously, you will be divorced after being informed about how rubber is made. I don't know if it's common because I don't know about divorced families. From the point of view of our brother and sister being lord's children, we didn't have very close friends in the village in archaeology, rubber manufacturing, etc. Still, Farn and Miloo seemed to play with quite a few near-age children before I was born and before the sword archery started because they were well received and looked good, but I rarely played with people from the moment I was mindful, and I was too busy with archery, looking around, and rubber product development to be aggressive about playing because I was originally a good year. 'Cause what do you do with toddlers at your mental age to be in your late 40s and mid 50s? Time was finite, and I couldn't afford to waste it playing.

So it can be said that Mun was the only place to get general common sense except for his family. I had no conversation with adults or youth, no talking about divorce because of all the clerical stuff, and I never thought about letting it come up on the subject. Not so much because I've been able to afford it lately, but there's an order to things nevertheless. What a low priority about the marriage system?

My dad is cheerfully talking about something while drinking before dinner with my mom and brother and Shani, and generally both my parents have just returned from an expedition today, so I'll need some rest. Tomorrow, but we'll have to pay the right people to talk. Maybe starting tomorrow, my brother and his wife (you can call me this anymore, okay) will depend on Miloo's training, so I can make as much time as I want to talk to my parents about it.

That evening, after a banquet-like dinner, I talked to Miloo.

Miloo must have wanted to be an adventurer. Around there, what do you think?

I thought there should be, but the First Knights of the Kingdom seemed even more fascinating "Huh? Adventurers? You can't compare to those First Knights. I'll do my best. I also need to train more swords to take exams" and there seems to be no untraining at all. Well, I thought that would be good if you didn't have any untrained skills, but how dare you recommend adventurers to me instead? Apparently, you can leave the house to your brother now, some granddaughter-in-law of the lord is safe, and you're the second son. You have to work hard as an adventurer, that's why.

Especially since I don't have much else to choose from, and all of a sudden I have to leave my house, leave my country, and make my own. For a while, the adventurer was so convincing that he began to think that it might be good. By and large, even if I said in one bite that I was going to build my own country, all I was thinking was that I was going to become a soldier in this country and emerge and lead the army to independence, not in some way like a civil unrest or a revolution or a downfall, but rather vaguely in some other country that I would go up there as a servant, or gather my own men like a bandit and wake up soldiers, or somehow not in the right way for this situation.

There's no way to find a reincarnator besides me and get him on my side. Apart from being unsuitable for combat, reincarnators will be prone to a definite fighting force because of their large growth during leveling, and if they can use the knowledge they have learned in Japan, they may have attractive talent in the political field as well. And you must have some kind of inherent skill. Depending on its content, it is also likely to be a valid note.

In some cases, he could be better than me. That's when it happened. Anyway, I can't afford to fail to build my body now and increase my strength. I have to level up, and I need to train swords and spears. There's so much to do and so much to do.