Until episode 224. (3)
“Cock, cock! Cocko!”
Alpoy searched for Koko in a state of deep thought.
Then, not far away, I found the dwarves and Cain drinking together.
“Oh, this is really delicious. Is it because it’s been a while since I’ve had meat?”
Kane looked satisfied as he ate a leg of chicken roasting golden brown over the campfire.
He had now been promoted to supervisor, managing 50 workers in recognition of his work ability.
When I was first forcibly taken to dig tunnels, I felt like I was going to die, but as I got used to the work and there were people below me, life was pretty good these days.
Of course, I still thought that I should have paid back the thousand gold a long time ago.
Alfoy trembled at the sight of the shape and size of the chicken being roasted in front of Kane.
“Cock, cock… … !”
Memories of Koko came to mind. When he was a chick, I fed him food and pampered him. When he grew up a little, I would even sleep with him in my arms.
― Our Koko is so pretty. Woof!
Although it was somewhat adjusted, it was a happy memory for Alpoy. Still, raising Koko in this difficult territory was a new pleasure after gambling.
That precious pet was just eaten by that ignorant bastard.
“Eww!”
Alfoy gathered his magical power in his hand and immediately spit out a fireball. Kane and the dwarves stood up in surprise at the sudden attack.
“What, what is it!”
As Kane shouted loudly, Alfoy also took a step closer and shouted.
“How dare you! How dare you take my stake… … no, my pretty Coco!”
“What? Koko? What is that? Are you eating it?”
“I’m already eating! I won’t forgive you! I’ll kill you!”
“No, shit! What the hell is a cockroach? You little shit!”
Kane was once called the Northern Scoundrel. He was also large and, as expected from a noble family, had mastered the art of mana cultivation.
As he held up his construction hammer and unleashed mana, the hammer became engulfed in a bluish glow.
Imbuing mana into a blunt weapon like this is much more difficult than imbuing a sword. However, thanks to being dragged to the construction site and rolling around, and having grown stronger than before, Cain easily imbued the hammer with mana.
He put strength into his hammer-holding hand. He must have had a drink, and he had been suppressing his dirty temper so far, so he didn’t even think about examining the situation further. He just thought of hitting Alfoy with the hammer.
“Come at me, you little punk! I am the successor to Rogers!”
“Are you the only successor? I am the successor to the Red Flame Tower!”
The dwarves stepped back, saying that they now had a good drink to go with it.
As the two proud successors were about to clash, something popped out from the side.
“Kkok! Kkokkiok!”
“Cocko-coco!”
Alpoy was delighted and immediately snatched Koko away and held him in his arms. It seemed like he had just escaped from the enclosure and wandered around for a while.
Seeing that sight, Galvarik asked cautiously.
“That’s… … Is that really a chicken? Can you recognize it? They all look the same. There are a lot of chickens running around here.”
Alfoy looked down at the chickens he was holding. To be honest, they all looked similar, so he was a little confused. However, he was already holding them, so it was embarrassing to say no now.
“That’s right! The position looks cool! It’s a perfect fit!”
When Alfoy cried out, Kane licked his lips a few times before sitting down.
“Oh my god, you crazy guy.”
The dwarves sat down and began picking at the chicken again. Alfoy pointed at them and shouted.
“You savages! From today on, I will only eat vegetables!”
“Either way or not.”
Alfoy returned to his quarters, grumbling, while Kane and the dwarves were busy eating chicken without paying a single attention.
At that time, when people who had been drinking for a long time were causing minor incidents here and there, Jiselle was holding a meeting with her followers to discuss what to do next.
The gods were full of praise this time as well, as they had succeeded in making an incubator that seemed impossible.
“Having access to large quantities of meat is a huge weapon in this North. With the food shortage still going on, there is a lot of money to be made.”
“The more you eat, the more helpful it will be for the soldiers and elves in training. Vanessa has done a great job.”
In the meantime, Claude intervened.
“Isn’t this all thanks to your foresight, my lord? I knew it would definitely succeed!”
Everyone, including Giselle, stared at Claude.
“What! Why? Why? You didn’t object as much as usual? Am I wrong?”
There was certainly less opposition than usual. In reality, they just gave up and left it alone.
Giselle clicked her tongue a couple of times at Claude, who was brazenly playing around, and then pointed to different places on the map.
“Everyone worked hard. Now the important thing is to distribute enough incubators throughout the territory. You all know that this is absolutely necessary, right?”
“Yes! We plan to build large hatcheries in each region and provide small hatchery standards to farmers. We will also standardize and teach methods with the highest success rate.”
Individual incubators are not designed to operate automatically. Farmers must frequently check their condition as before.
However, just by informing them of the proper breeding conditions, the hatching rate will more than double, so they will be satisfied.
In the beginning, you can consume the amount produced by farmers within your territory, and in the meantime, you can build large hatcheries here and there and produce meat like crazy.
Giselle, who had been chuckling at Claude’s confident answer, looked at Vanessa this time and said.
“Wouldn’t it be okay to build more in each region?”
“Yes, yes! I’ll have to wait a little longer, but I don’t think there will be any major problems!”
Vanessa ignored Giselle’s advice to take a break today and insisted on attending the meeting.
Successful hatching is not the end of it. It is also important to ensure that the conditions inside the incubator are maintained without any problems in the long term.
This is because, since it is a method of evaporating water, if you do not constantly check it, the humidity can become excessively high and the temperature can drop.
Up until now, Vanessa and the dwarves had been monitoring the condition of the incubator and had modified the organ several times.
With one important and big matter resolved, Jiselle felt a little more at ease.
But I couldn’t be sure that things would work out well.
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‘The situation has become more complicated because of me. Everyone must be racking their brains.’
I am using my knowledge from my past life to change the future. As time goes by, the situation is becoming more and more uncertain.
‘If one step is twisted, everyone dies.’
Although the Grand Master of the Knights fled in an ugly manner and died, all of the knights of Cavaldi fought to the end, risking their lives.
Belinda tells me that she also tried to persuade the commander of the walls to surrender, but was refused.
Even a mere villainous lord of the North had such loyal knights attached to him, so it goes without saying that the other side was no exception.
‘You will have to continue to fight against knights greater than him. It’s not just Desmond. Each and every knight of the duke’s house is far superior to the knights of other estates.’
I know because I fought tirelessly in my past life. They were so great that even my enemy, Jisel, had no choice but to admit it.
There was only one way to defeat such people: always move ahead of your enemies.
The Fenris Estate also had to become stronger than it was now.
All the villages in the current territory are being integrated into the nearby fortresses and castles, literally to maintain a state of war at all times.
‘Each fortress and castle must be stocked with sufficient supplies. And there are some things that are essential for quick connections.’
After looking at the map for a moment, Giselle drew lines for each castle, each town, and even to Perdium and the Northern Fortress.
The people gathered in the conference room looked puzzled. Jiselle looked around at them and said with a sly smile.
“It is now time to begin large-scale road construction.”
* * *
Earl Harold Desmond was in quite a predicament at the moment.
Because the County of Cavaldi was lost, iron ore supply was not smooth.
In addition, the fact that the army was moved was also revealed. They tried to cover it up by saying that it was training, but the pro-prince faction would not believe it.
I had been pretending to be neutral while being suspected, but all my efforts up until now had been in vain.
“Whew… … Things got completely messed up because of that guy.”
Originally, I had planned to help Cavaldi and then immediately push him to Perdium. However, Cavaldi was defeated without being able to do anything, so that plan was dashed.
It was now difficult to even start a war, because if he made a rash move, the Marquis of Branford would surely target him.
He also took away my position as commander of the Northern Army. It wasn’t a position I really needed, but it felt really bad to have something I had in my hands taken away from me.
‘What’s there? A count? That little brat has already become a count? His father has become a marquis!’
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. He was using the situation to slowly gather everything he needed from me.
‘It’s not a situation where we can go to war right now. But we can’t just leave that guy sitting on the iron ore.’
We have to kill him somehow as soon as possible.
Harold, whose mind was complicated, looked around at his retainers and asked.
“Are the spies sending us information well?”
Harold also received information about the war, but it was all unreliable and it gave him a headache.
The information sent by spies was the only thing that was reliable.
“I blended in well with the immigrants… … but it’s not easy to contact them.”
“why?”
“The blockade on the territory has been somewhat lifted, but surveillance is still tight. Since I work near the lord’s castle, I only have contact with the merchants when they trade. And… … .”
“and?”
“They say that they have too much work to spare time. They say that because the pay is good, they have all bought their own houses.”
“… … .”
Harold was silent for a moment. Why did everything become so strange when he got involved with that kid?
I sent him to do spy work, but he’s working hard.
Harold took a moment to catch his breath and suppress his anger before asking something else.
“Anything special?”
“They say that food supply is strangely not decreasing. They are constantly sharing it with the people of the territory and trading with them.”
It was strange. No matter how much I scraped together, the amount I used was too much. It would have been normal if the food had already run out.
It was clear that there was a route to get food from somewhere. I just needed a little more information.
“How about sending an assassin?”
“According to information, there are over 200 knights and most of the troops are gathered near the castle. It is certain that the prince’s faction has provided a lot of knights. It seems like it would be difficult for anyone who is not quite powerful to approach the castle.”
Harold clicked his tongue. If the assassination attempt failed, the security around Giselle would be tighter.
I had to plan accordingly, thinking that I only had one chance.
‘Just because of that one kid, what the heck is going on?’
Ugh.
Harold ground his teeth without realizing it. Because of that bastard Giselle, the duke’s opinion of him had plummeted to the ground.
It was all Harold’s fault that Giselle, who was a little girl, had grown up so much.
If it weren’t for the dire situation caused by the food shortage, this position would have been taken away as well.
One of the servants noticed and quietly opened his mouth.
“How about raiding the top cosmetics section?”
“What does that mean? Other than causing a little financial damage, what effect does it have on the overall situation?”
If you can’t kill Giselle right away, then all that trickery is useless.
Cosmetics are a business that even the Marquis has dabbled in. If you are not careful, things will only get more complicated and you will only heighten the enemies’ vigilance.
Gasindo continued speaking cautiously, as if he knew that too.
“According to intelligence, this time, the Earl of Fenris… … is personally leading the caravan. We will catch him when he steps out again… … .”
“Do you know when he’ll move?”
“… … .”
Since the cosmetics business became stable, it was rare for Jiselle to personally lead the top. It took too long to wait for an opportunity that might come at any time.
The problem is that there is no other way.
“First, tell your spies to find out when he’ll move outside.”
“all right.”
Neither Harold, who gave the order, nor his men had high expectations.
How could spies, who are too busy to even make proper contact, know such a schedule?
Even if I find out, the timing is definitely not right.
‘Should I just ignore it and attack his territory right away?’
It was too risky to start a war first. Jiselle’s forces had also grown considerably, and the 2nd Corps was still glaring nearby.
Count Leipold is still alive and well there.
It’s like being surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Unless Amelia succeeded in her rebellion and the dukedom started a civil war, there was no chance of Harold’s victory without major losses.
‘So we have to wait until he finally leads the top… … . Top… … . Wait? Top?’
Harold thought for a moment, then asked the adjutant next to him.
“Didn’t you say that the guy on our side before, Paril Sang-dae, met with that guy in person and negotiated?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“My memory was right. If he doesn’t come out, I’ll have to go find him and kill him myself.”
“That means… … .”
“Discard the top one. Tell him to kill me if he gets a chance to meet me somehow.”
Sneak-in is likely to fail, but once you get close, the ambush will be more likely to succeed.
To do that, they needed bait that was so tempting that the lord would meet it in person.
“Make him an offer he can never ignore. Make it so he can’t learn unless he comes forward.”
For this plan to work, it would have to use a top official based elsewhere whose ties to Harold had not yet been revealed.
For Harold, it was a waste to throw away a valuable card.
The people who went also knew that, so they posted opinions to dissuade them.
“Even if it succeeds, the loss is too great. It took a lot of time to grow that top.”
“It’s more detrimental to him if he stays alive. Send him the liquor the Duke sent you.”
Harold has a special drink. It is the drink sent by the Duke to kill the Knight Commander of the Northern First Sword, Leipold.
It is a very rare and precious liquor that even the Duke’s household has only a few bottles of.
Harold was in such a desperate situation that he wrote to Giselle instead of sending it to Amelia.
The vassals could no longer stop him. They could see the dreary murderous intent in Harold’s eyes. If they tried to stop him any longer, that murderous intent might be turned against them.
Harold gritted his teeth and spoke again.
“You must kill that bastard, absolutely, definitely. Tell him so.”
