Though Young People Recoil From Entering the Black Magic Industry, I Found Its Treatment of Employee

Again, I look at that completion projection.

Thanks, I felt like I was missing something important.

"By the way, if you arrange the reasons for the residents' agreement, one, thank you for having a store nearby, two, it would be nice if it had ever been too quiet, three, the possibility of a rustling fantland regeneration, etc."

Even while I keep my mouth shut, I'll line up the good points over there.

In a way, I'm pretty sure Fantrand will flourish.

Is this uncomfortable? This commercial establishment is too big.

"I'm sorry, I think Fantrand does have extra land, but most of it's slopes and less flat, right? Was there a place to build a building like this?

Well, a whole house or so, you could build as many as you want, but not on that scale. Keeping the market inside and still being able to afford it means it has to be as big as the town itself.

"Of course, we also select sites to be built. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

"I've been to Fantland before, but I've never had this much land."

"Oh, the place we're going to build is on the marsh. We're going to bury the swamp and build it. Then we can create massive flatlands."

Then there's enough land too - no, no, you can't do that.

Swamp trolls live in the swamp, and no, they should live there.

"I cut through the mountains and made a new path into Fantrand, where I can pour the dirt and sand into the swamp after draining the water. That's two birds a stone. We won again."

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you this land"

I said in a dry voice.

"Protecting the swamp is also a lord's quarterback. Because that's not what persuades me to change."

"No... What if it's a swamp registered to the important cultural landscape of the kingdom? There should be no such designation and land that can be developed immediately..."

"No, there's nothing like that. However, some people live in this vast swamp."

"There will be fish and bugs."

Does this man really not know about the swamp? If so, how can I react like this?

"Um, actually, there's a species called Swamp Troll living in that swamp over there. It's a kind of indigenous, self-sufficient life that doesn't even come out of the city at all, so I don't even take taxes."

"I mean, you haven't become a people of the kingdom. Then you have no rights that they can exercise. I think there was a lot of wet people who wanted me to protect the swamp when I went there."

What? You know, you're trying to move this plan forward?

"Let's get you out of here. Because it's everywhere around the swamp. I won't do anything to take your life."

"No, but there's life on swamp trolls too..."

"Because swamp trolls don't have those rights. Besides, from the baron's point of view, it's more a violation of that right, isn't it? They're using the swamp without permission."

The look on this guy's face wasn't selling fights over here, it was more serious than I thought.

"Instead of protecting the people, the people pay taxes to the lords. But Swamp Troll hasn't made any payments to the Baron. Doesn't wanting you to protect your land with that mean you're on your own? If you were a lord, you'd be angry."

Is that the way you see it?

It makes sense. If my duties as a lord are for the people, should I work to create the large commercial premises that I want?

But it's not the same scale as breaking one bee nest...

I was going to be a new employee, but suddenly I'm being asked to make a decision as someone who stands above people... What am I supposed to do...?

"Well, I'm worried about dinner today, and I think I'll take my seat off"

Description Mary rises from her chair in a tone. What? Are you leaving here?

But when Mary passed beside me, she snapped like this.

"Don't do what Franz thinks is right."

I snapped in my heart.

Right. I'm the lord. So it's all I have to decide.

Well, Mary's out of her seat, too. If Mary makes up her mind, she'll turn me around.

I opened my mouth small, breathed, and vomited.

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you Baron status. I have an attachment to that swamp."

"Oh, no! Oh, I hadn't talked about negotiating the price yet, but I will offer you an amount that will soothe you without working for the rest of your life!

"No, it's not money. I made a promise to a swamp troll girl. He said he would protect this swamp. The baron's promise must be kept."

Money, to be honest, attracts me, but I thought if I chose to abandon swamp trolls here, I'd live with regret for the rest of my life.

Then you'll never have a good life. It doesn't make much sense to just have money in a life that isn't fun.

"So why don't you pick it up? I'm not telling you to hang the amount of money. Because we can't do OK more than the swamp disappears."

"Um, just a few more stories!

- And from the kitchen, I heard "hehe hehe" and a creepy laugh.

"Master, it's time to finish cooking, but I don't have a main dish ~. Oh, you have a piece of meat that looks delicious ~. Hehehe ~"

I knew right away it was an act with that voice.

But the vendor has a face about what's going on.

"I, a black magic user, often serve as a meat-eating demon. The demon is fierce at night, so it's time for you to go home."

"Yes, excuse me!

The vendor ran back to the door in advance.

All that remained was materials from large commercial establishments.

"Your husband, you definitely refused. That was cool."

Serlia with the dishes came. Mary is nodding too, but is that part of the agreement that that was cool?

"Serlia thanks for the act, too."

"It was so cool to be scared at such a radish play."