Build a Human Empire by Creating Clans

[Acquired proficiency by using a clan creation skill.]

[The grade of the clan creation skill will rise.]

[Rating: 1 star -＞ 2 stars]

[Skill cooldown reduced to 24 hours.]

[The probability of creating lower-grade followers is reduced.]

[The probability of creating a high-grade follower increases.]

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‘Is it one person a day now?’

Previous cooldown was 72 hours, or 3 days.

The number of times the skill has been used so far is 11 times.

Now, in the same amount of time, he could make 33 followers.

In addition, to the adjustment of the grade probability of the generated family.

‘I’ll be able to breathe a little bit.’

I felt like my stomach was sinking.

I have come this far because the passion and stamina of each member of my family is overflowing.

The number of followers was absolutely low, so the limit was clear.

Hunting, cutting trees, baking bricks, building houses, plowing fields, fixing equipment, patrolling, all of this was too much for only about 10 people to handle.

‘It’s just that I did this much because I was a member of my family.’

Who could work with full enthusiasm without eating or resting, other than his own family?

I smiled and looked at my family standing in front of me.

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corps commander

Gerhard

Lv. 73

Grade: A

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‘Brigade commander. What a noble job.’

I can’t compare it to an indulgences salesman.

I looked back and forth between Grif and Gerhard with a wry smile.

‘The original plan was for Grif to rule Turan.’

Pretending to be a watcher with an elf on the back, attaching it to the count’s side and taking away real power.

‘The job of being a corps commander is not simply a job to pamper soldiers. It can’t be compared to a governor, but it also serves to rule the territories adjacent to the garrison. It must be better than the scholar Griff.’

I didn’t even know it might be overkill.

Gerhard’s level is 73, not the level to be in a small estate like Turan.

Even the kings of Germania and Wallochia were at a lower level than him.

Sending such an existence to Turan had no sense of downgrading the king of a large country to a local lord of a small country.

but,

‘Turan is a place where you can get entangled with both Wallochia and the representative system. It is right to build a strong and seasoned person.’

Aside from the information the status window gives, aren’t you appealing yourself?

“hmm.”

As I looked at Griff and Gehard, Griff licked his lips and raised his hand.

“I will graciously yield.”

Indeed, should I say that I am quick-witted?

“mercy?”

Gerhard frowned in one eye.

“I heard that gardening is a hobby, but what can I do?”

“It is a metaphor.”

“I’m empty too.”

The eyes of the two collided into the air.

One smiled with her eyes slightly open, and the other glared at her with her eyes wide open.

“Stop both. I’m not going to tell you to always get along. At least don’t fight needlessly in front of me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I will do my best.”

I sighed inwardly and looked at Gerhard.

“Gehard, can you command that person?”

He pointed at the Count, who was still traveling in the land of dreams, with his chin.

Gerhard let out a low, choking laugh.

“You are indolent, stupid, and full of greed.”

“Earl Doreen. He believes himself to be the owner of the small, barren territory of Turan.”

Gerhard nodded.

“It looks suitable for a puppet.”

“okay. Take away real power without revealing you or me. And you can support me while serving as a lord.”

“It’s easy.”

Gerhard showed his teeth and smiled.

Well, I wonder if a person with the title of a corps commander can’t command a small lord.

Even the count’s level was lower than that of an apprentice knight, and there were no royal guards.

“I will leave the additional family members in the itinerary to Turan to you. They may be of low rank, but they are brothers and sisters just like you, so don’t treat them carelessly.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“And I’m not the emperor, so don’t call me your majesty.”

Gerhard smiled silently and lowered his head.

Afterwards, Calliope, disguised as an elf, woke up the Count and attached Gerhard as a watcher.

The Count was puzzled by the fact that the same human being attached as a watcher.

Can you not understand the meaning of attaching a watcher, and that of the same human?

But what can we do, the strong are us and the count is the body of a sinner.

There was no option for him to refuse from the beginning.

‘Gehard go with the Count to Turan. We will follow at a distance.’

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Guided by Count Jeremy Dorrin, we arrived in Touran over several days.

Located in the northernmost part of Wallachia, the land is always dry with little rainfall.

Dryness with little rainfall means that farming is difficult without irrigation.

At least it rained enough that it didn’t become a desert, so the grass grew appropriately.

I finished eating the dried apples while watching the flock of sheep across the wide pasture.

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“I can understand why you didn’t conquer this place.”

Grif waved his hands in the dusty wind.

“It is a barren land. Much of the northern part of Wallachia is like this. But it’s not to the extent that you can’t do farming at all. If we can bring water through irrigation, it will be fine in no time.”

“The problem is that it is difficult to find such a labor force.”

Griff shrugged.

“Griff.”

Then Calliope called.

It must have been that he pointed out that he was taking me lightly.

Griff smiled while pretending to shrug his shoulders.

Calliope’s eyes became ferocious in an instant, but she hid it as if nothing had happened.

I looked at him, smiled, and continued talking.

“right. That’s why the northern part of Wallochia has a lot of pastures and developed cattle breeding.”

I started selling wool, a by-product of cattle farming.

The prevalence of wool manufacturers and sellers created guilds, and the influence of merchants became stronger.

“A merchant? That’s unusual. The lords would set heavy tariffs.”

“Most of them are. But the noble assembly of this country sells tax-free privileges.”

“Oh, that must be very expensive?”

“Expensive, very.”

Duty-free privilege is the right to exempt from customs duties throughout the kingdom.

Since this right requires the unanimous consent of the noble assembly, it has been acquired by a very few subjects who can bribe all the nobles of the country.

‘One of the target people was holding a place in the north including here. Although the timeline is before the main story… Considering his age, he must still have a big influence.’

The subject’s name was Pinto.

More centralized than Wallochia, Germania had few customs between lords.

That’s why there were quite a few upper ranks directly managed by the royal family or nobles, and their ranks were high.

Independent merchants who do not have a stake in the nobility tend to live as small and medium-sized peddlers.

Wallochia was a country with many irregularities because the power of the aristocratic assembly was higher than the royal power.

Pinto was a mutant independent trader born in such an environment.

‘A vicious merchant who has all the negative aspects of a merchant. A guy who doesn’t hesitate to sell humans to orcs and goblins, and start a war with aliens to sell weapons. He’s even a merchant, but he’s an incredible guy who becomes a nobleman with money.’

Not only was that vicious, but his wealth was the best in the kingdom, so there were almost no cases where he hadn’t met each time.

‘It might be related to Earl Dorin’s behavior.’

In the previous episode, Pinto was reigning as the representative of the North even though he was a merchant.

Could Count Doreen, the lord of the North, have anything to do with Pinto?

With deep doubt in my head, I entered Bodrum, the center of Turan.

“It’s cluttered.”

Beyond the wide open gates, I could see people buzzing and busily walking around.

“Because the lord is dead.”

It’s not just the lord who died.

The vassals were all dead.

The one who returned alive was the half-penny younger brother of the lord.

Even a companion whose identity is unknown.

Can you stay calm if you try to stay calm?

Even the guards at the gates vacated their seats and disappeared.

“It’s a shame.”

Griff scratched his head.

‘There’s no point in paying attention at all.’

It refers to the appearance that was changed with illusion magic in case of encountering the count.

‘Still, keep the magic. There might be a watcher.’

‘yes.’

They passed the gate while exchanging thoughts.

Bodrum was at least developed as the center of the county house of Doreen.

It wasn’t even a city, but the walls were made of stone and there was a small cigar in it.

We took the lodging right away, and then went around the castle to check the situation.

“Are you looking for something?”

After wandering around for a while, I found a forge.

The smithy was right next to the fortress, and ironsmithing was in full swing amidst the commotion.

The blacksmith stopped working and straightened his back as we entered.

I grabbed the pitchfork hung from the pole and tapped my iron teeth.

“It’s okay. How many have you made?”

“That’s all. If we need more, we can make them.”

“hmm.”

I looked around the blacksmith’s interior.

Two young men who appeared to be apprentices were squatting in front of the furnace.

His ashes-covered face had sunken cheeks and bloodshot eyes.

I asked, facing the blacksmith again.

“Is the lord giving you enough treatment?”

The blacksmith frowned.

“What are you talking about? suddenly.”

“The apprentices don’t make sense. I wonder if I am being treated fairly.”

“Stop talking nonsense.

The blacksmith snorted and turned his back.

I immediately reached out and stopped Calliope.

Calliope lowered her hand on her waist.

‘Isn’t the treatment of the lord bad?’

I asked just in case, seeing the apprentice’s starving and exhausted appearance.

Professional technical jobs are always treated regardless of the era, but what if not?

Since he was being treated unfairly, he intended to propose a move, but judging from the father-in-law’s reaction, it was not that the lord was treating him unfairly.

The impoverishment of the apprentices was due to the craftsman’s personality.

‘The apprentice is being treated as a slave.’

It is an era in which education is handed down in a rule-of-thumb way.

The relationship between master and disciple was different then and then.

If a craftsman has good character, he will be treated like a child.

If the craftsman’s character was bad, he was driven out after being treated like a slave.

‘It’s the evil of apprenticeship education.’

I saw the apprentices who were still squatting and glanced at me.

I must have realized by intuition that I was no ordinary guest.

I took a closer look at them.

‘The age of entering the apprenticeship is about ten years old. No matter how you look at them, they seem to be in their mid-twenties.’

This age was the period between apprenticeship and artisan.

With luck, talent and money, you will become a young artisan,

If not, when the craftsman kicks it out and gets a new boot.

I read the youthful anxiety in their eyes.

‘Looking at his calluses, at least he doesn’t seem to have been running errands.’

I grabbed a gold Germania coin and pounded it with my thumb.

The apprentices reflexively caught the flying gold coins and blinked.

“If you are interested, come to the bar with the fox on it.”

The apprentices looked at me and gold coins alternately, their eyes trembling.

The gold coins of Germania are large and of high purity.

If you think that an apprentice endures that period by paying tuition or living as a maid, rather than receiving money, it must feel like being hit by a thunderbolt of money.

‘Even an apprentice, judging from his age, he seems to be able to do his part.’

Hiring artisans is best, but realistically difficult.

As I said before, they are being treated well, so they don’t voluntarily move to the Great Plains unless it’s for a good reason.

On the other hand, a poorly treated apprentice is easy to seduce.

If your skills are a bit lacking, there are ways I can teach you.

‘I don’t know how helpful the experience from the previous episode will be. Still, it would be enough to give advice to the apprentices. It’s strange how clear the memory is. I think I can imitate a skilled worker.’

If that wasn’t the case, it would have been nice to think that they were just immigrants.

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After coming out of the forge, I checked the livestock and crops raised in Turan.

Among them, I bought some of them that I could buy and took care of them.

“It looks like I won’t have enough money.”

“This is enough. The rest is to be paid for.”

“A reward?”

“Didn’t I make the idiot a count and forgive him?”

Count Jeremy Doran mistook himself for being elected by the elves.

Also, he mistakenly believed that his brother, Earl John Doran, had been punished for invading the land of the elves.

I tried to cover the supplies needed in the frontier with that reward.

“Even if it’s not a reward, the different races often ask for a reward for free. The Count must already know.”

“You didn’t just pick up the flag, are you thinking of robbing them all?”

I let out a silly laugh.

“no. should be done in moderation If the tribute is too much, you have to exploit that much to make up for it. This land will also be mine someday, but what’s the point if it becomes more desolate here? It is better to receive moderately and buy what is lacking from the surroundings.”

This was the role I wanted from Turan in the first place.

A base for relaying trade between the Great Plains and the inland.

‘The goods needed for that can be met by developing gold mines in the Gray Mountains.’

If you can trade with the inland provinces via Turan with that finance,

‘From then on, the development of the territory will make tremendous progress.’

However, there were things that could not be obtained even in the inland region.

‘There are no potatoes or turnips either. Should I cross the Great Plains?’

I returned home with a sense of regret.

It was a tavern with a signboard depicting a fox’s face. The first floor was a tavern, and the second floor was a guest room.

It was sunset time, so the first floor had quite a few customers and the smell of alcohol was thick.

I took a seat in the middle and overheard the conversation of the guests over a light meal.

“I heard the lord died.”

The drunken man spoke with a twisted tongue.

“I heard that you invaded the plains and got angry with the fairy.”

“what? How stupid!”

He screamed as he banged the table with his drinking glass.

There were drunk people screaming everywhere, so no one cared.

“What idiot doesn’t know that the plain is the land of fairies!”

“That’s right. It’s a pity that I was forgiven. Who knows if the fairies would have come this far.”

The masterful man grabbed his neck and trembled.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know! I hear that a new lord has appeared in Malone Plain, who is protected by the fairy. Our lord ignored it and attacked, so the fairy killed it.”

“Heh heh… Receive the fairy’s protection? That is nonsense.”

“But given the circumstances, it is true. do you know The lord dragged all the knights away. Have any of them returned?”

“mmm…”

They weren’t the only ones telling this story.

The guests seated at the table repeated the same story as if they had kissed each other.

Commoners got drunk and cursed at the former lord. At first glance, it seemed absurd, but it made sense.

Even if you are an aristocrat, if you insult God, aren’t you also cursed by commoners?

The same was true of the rumors that John Doreen had invaded the land of fairies, or elves.

To them, elves, and even other races, are superior beings that are no different from gods.

They curse at the stupid master who insulted their superior existence and worry that their anger will not splash out on them.

‘Humans, demons, dwarves. It’s just the same animal.’

I felt the bitterness of the slavery that permeated their bones.

“Rumors are fast. It looks like everything went according to plan.”

“Yeah, seeing how things go, it looks like things will go well.”

Grif split the hard bread that boots had brought him in half and dipped it into the soup.

“It’s embarrassing to talk about the fairy’s protection.”

“You are using your reputation. There is nothing but loss for them.”

“If the prince found out, would his expression be worth seeing?”

I chuckled.

Raeragon hears rumors that I’m under elven protection?

How would a guy who would be humiliated and gnashing his teeth want to kill me react?

‘Edar-sama.’

At that time, Gerhard’s thoughts reached him.

The inner castle, where the bar and the permanent residence were located, was not too far away.

‘What’s going on?’

‘A target named Pinto came to me.’

‘Pinto?’

I ordered Grif.

“Send a familiar to Gerhard, right now.”

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“Damn it…”

Pinto gnashed his teeth as he walked down the hallway.

I had just come out of a talk with Count Doreen.

“Even if things get messed up, they get messed up properly.”

He muttered to himself while biting his nails.

While John Doreen was away on an expedition, he stayed at the permanent residence and enjoyed entertainment.

I thought it was good because the work was so fast when I heard that the earl had returned, but what I heard was that John Doreen and all his retainers were dead, and only the idiot brother came back alive.

“Why would an elf do that sh*t…”

He scratched his head with his biting nails.

There were cuts on his skin, but he didn’t mind.

My head was so complicated that I forgot the pain.