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

"It came all of a sudden, and I'm sorry. I was wondering if I should talk to my lord about Fantrand..."

The village chief has a curved back. I'm not an old man yet, so I guess it's hard to talk about.

"Actually, I thought it was time to ask. I'm glad I saved you the trouble. Come on, go ahead, go ahead."

I'll show you to the table. Also, Mary's sitting there like a lookout, but she'll be fine because she looks like a girl. Serria prepares tea.

"I want the lord to look at this material. This is a residential survey on large commercial establishments."

"I know. Seventeen out of 21 agree."

Probably the vendor told you to come and convince me. Or, either the residents told me. I don't feel motivated by this man to withdraw my opinion.

"As you may already know, I voted against it to protect the life of a swamp troll. And they certainly don't collect taxes, because that's why they're going to kick them out."

"But without industry, Fanland disappears, so many residents fear -"

"So I want to be interested in industry"

I'll put new material on the table. This is my answer.

"This is a plan. Go through your eyes. I'll explain."

The village chief has a face like... I didn't know this was going to happen. I have a sense of surprise, too.

Mary is giggling like she's having fun on the side.

"It says' Dobron Sales Plan '..."

Dobron is a white, cloudy liquor made in Fantrand. It's only made to consume locally and not sold properly.

"That's right. I'll make enough of that dobron to sell and sell it in Wangdu. The quality of that alcohol would be enough to sell. You can fight!

It also said on the next page how many employees we need and recruiting them from the county.

He's a little brave and even put a prototype on the alcohol label.

"Had there been industry, fantland might have survived..."

"And this is a study of data on large commercial establishments."

Mary came up with the material from the side.

What? You were making that? I don't even know...?

"The Mini Demon Corps gave me a lot of validation. Here we go, the way it's frightening. Name it, Big Data"

I look at the material, too.

"In conclusion, you haven't talked at all about the plans for that commercial establishment, the markets and shopping districts in the county capital. Now, even if we build facilities, the county capitals don't move a lot of their stores, and they just can do huge hackos."

There's a surprising line of material there. It has almost unspoken power......

"Finally, the size of the county's population makes it impossible to maintain the facility. Because it's a county with a larger population, and there's a crushed place or something within five years. Isn't the hollowing out of the county capital going faster to annihilate? So the drugs are poisoned as they are."

Mary has a cool face, but this is shocking information.

Serria brought tea there, but both the village chief and I made a leap to check the data.

"The vendor didn't say a word about this, but how could that be?

"Such a huge commercial establishment, if you build it, you'll have a lot of money to work with. By the way, they don't touch the management there, even if they have facilities. They're like merchants of death."

Oh, well, you're gonna win when you have a building over there. The terms of victory are different.

"Wrinkles don't even think Franz's plan is perfect. The idealistic remains. Still, I think it's less risky than making a big hako. I think it's up to the village chief to take the easy one, but it's up to him to decide."

The village chief drank the tea slowly served.

Then he looked me in the eye. Instead, he finally looked at me. I've been talking to you just now without looking me in the eye.

"I'm sorry, I find it difficult to secure employees immediately, but there are no residents nearby who can be hired part-time. What am I supposed to do with this?

Oh, you came aboard.

"Actually, that's on the last page, too."

Immediately the village chief turns the page.

It says hire a swamp troll.

"Sometimes they want to buy something for money, too, and maybe if we talk about it, we'll figure it out."

I mean, let the swamp trolls, you know, walk over a little bit more, or they live this close, and we'll have both of them working together.

"Well, I'll take care of the intermediary. That's why the lord is here. Shouldn't this be it?

For one thing, Odd Wisdom came out.

If this doesn't seem to work, you can think about it again.

From here on out is the realm of politics. Politics depends on a different layer than the correctness of the content. There it is, let's try again.

The village chief drank all the tea he had left. It would be like a ritual for a breath.

The mayor's face after that was neat as a possession had fallen.

"Okay. I'll take it back and tell the settlement people about it."

"By the way, how did the village chief answer that survey?

"Neither, I did"

I knew it.

When the village chief first met me, he said there was no way to develop the village but it was troubling.

That's what I was talking about.

About today, the village chief must have blown it off, too.

"Mr. Village Chief, will you have dinner, will you?

Serlia seemed to have fun there.

"No, because of this, I'm going to look at the taste of the alcohol that's out in Wangdu's tavern."

The village chief left and I felt a load on my shoulder come down.

"Phew...... One job as lord is done."