Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

In this world, six days equals one week, five weeks equals one month and twelve months equals one year. In other words, a year is 360 days.

It’s already been almost a month since Noein and Matilda had entered the forests of the Arkvist territory. In a week, 1 month will have passed.

“What should we do now, Matilda?”

“…I’m sorry, but I’m too ignorant to come up with a good idea.”

“Oh, no. I was just mumbling to myself, that’s all. I’m sorry, too.”

The earnest and loyal slave looked seriously distressed, so Noein hurriedly added such words.

After four weeks of using the golems to cut down trees, the plains have expanded to a certain extent. It’s already too big for Noein and Matilda to handle on their own.

In addition, the area of the field is also expanding. They planted additional beans and other vegetables, including barley. In the field where they first planted potatoes, they needed to tend the sprouts that were growing rapidly.

Cultivation is going well. Except for one thing.

“I wonder how to get people to come to our territory…?”

To call yourself lord of a territory, you need people. You can’t call it a territory if you only have a lord and his slave, also golems can’t be included as people.

However, in order to welcome the people, we need to have somewhat of an attraction that makes people want to move here.

So is the Arkvist territory a kind of place that people would want to move to? Not at all, it would be a stretch to say so.

The only things that exist are fields, tents, a large amount of wood or timber from the logging process, an endless mass of forests.

Not to mention, even the lord of the land was living in a tent. Who in the world would want to live in a place like this?

“We should at least have a home of our own, right?”

“Noein-sama, should we get a craftsman from Retvik to build a mansion?”

“I’d like to, but money is tight.”

When Noein’s father cut him off from his family, he was given 300,000 leburos. After deducting the cost of buying Matilda from that, it reduced to 250,000 leburos.

In a rural village, a commoner’s family can live modestly for a year on 10,000 leburos…… Which is quite a lot of money, but it is not enough for a lord to develop his territory.

In addition, in order to make the settlement at least as convenient as possible, he bought fire magic tools such as “boiler” and “fire starter”, and since he only had two humanoid golems when he left home, he bought additional horse-shaped golems and wagons, as well as potatoes, which are rare in this country, and various other crops.

As a result, Noein now had less than 150,000 leburos in his pocket. If he had hired a craftsman to build the mansion, his wallet would have been completely drained.

I don’t think my father thought Noein would be able to succeed in pioneering with only this much money.

He probably hopes that Noein will survive for a few years under the surname of Arkvist, and then die in the wild when the existence of “Maximilian Kivileft’s bastard son” disappears from the memory of the world. This money is a life prolonging fund until then.

“…Noein-sama, your face looks grim, are you feeling unwell?”

“Hmm? Oh Yes, I’m fine. I was just thinking of that fucking father who gave me this cut-off money.”

Noein replied to the worried Matilda, distracting her from her raging thoughts and turning her attention back to the cultivation work.

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Yuri is a mercenary born in the Kingdom of Lordberg.

No, it’s more accurate to say ‘was’ a mercenary.

In order to get out of the position of being the second child of a poor farmer, he fled his home village before he came of age and joined a mercenary group.

He started out as a menial laborer, but as he grew up, he was blessed with a good physique and began to stand out in his group.

Eventually, with the accumulation of his achievements and promotion by his seniority, he became the new leader at the age of 35, after the death of the previous leader in battle.

And his first battle as a leader was…to be thrown away on the battlefield.

Due to the long-running conflict between the Kingdom of Lordberg and the Pallas Imperial Kingdom in the east. Yuri and his group were hired by a big nobleman situated in the southern part of the kingdom and sent to the battlefield, but were abandoned to buy time for the Kingdom’s army to retreat.

Do you keep the mercenary’s rule that ‘the employer’s command is absolute’, or will you flee from your post, risking your own lives and taking the lives of the knights who chase after you?

Yuri was forced to choose from one of these extreme choices. He chose to go with the latter.

They left the post they were ordered to take, cut down the knights of the Kingdom’s army who were trying to capture them, and fled from the battlefield.

They resorted to becoming bandits and continued to flee westward, attacking travelers and merchants for their goods.

They escaped to the north-western edge of the kingdom and eventually arrived in a city that was said to be the capital of a certain baron.

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“haa…, I’m getting tired of cutting down trees every day.”

“I understand your feelings. Noein-sama.”

Noein continued to worry about how to gather people to the territory, but he couldn’t come up with any good ideas.

The only thing he could think of was to ‘pick up poor people who had nowhere else to go and bring them here.

However, in order to do that, he would first need to be able to afford to protect and feed those who have nowhere to go.

For this, he would need plenty of food and abundant farmland to grow it.

That’s why Noein has been steadily cultivating the land, even if he’s starting to get bored with the same old routine.

Even if he can’t come up with a way to gather people, the development goes on, hence, the group needs sustenance and the farmland was nowhere near ready for harvest.

Exactly one month after the start of ‘frontier development’, Noein once again took Matilda and the golems to Retovik, Viscount Konitz’s domain, to buy food.

Once again, they visited Eliza’s store, where they bought enough food for Noein and Matilda for several weeks and paid for it.

They left through the west gate of Retovik, passed through the farmlands of the Retovik residents situated right outside the gate, passed through the plains dotted with small forests here and there to then enter the small trail path back to the Great Forest of Bezel.

A little further along the path, Matilda noticed someone near Noein.

“No! Noein-sama!”

Something, or rather someone, jumped out of the bushes and came at them. When Noein noticed this, he heard someone say

“Whoa, don’t move. Don’t move. “

The man who had jumped out grabbed him from behind and put a knife to his neck.

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