The next day, I saw something in the report that came from the estate that bothered me, so I decided to go there and check it out in person.
　When I went out of the study into the corridor, I noticed a group of maids gathered a short distance away, and they were arguing about something.

　I walked up to them and said, "What's going on?

"What's up?
"Oh, Mr. Alec!

　Most of the maids turned around in surprise.
　If you look closely, you can see Eliza and Chosen among the maids.

　Most of the maids are surrounding Chosen.

The air is not calm. What's going on here?
"Dear Alec.

　While most of the maids were awkwardly tight-lipped, Eliza was the only one who answered firmly.
　Even though she defines herself as a maid and not an emperor when she is doing this, inside she is the determined emperor who rules a country.

Yes, what's the matter with you?
"The seal bag is missing.
"Sealed?
"The seal of the Locust is
"--Ha!

　I could see my face getting tougher.

　Locust.
　One I was once asked to kill but could not.

　Perhaps the only one in my life that I hadn't been able to defeat.

　When his attacks were completely unsuccessful, my magic trapped him in an almost infinite capacity bag.
　Then I made a new bag and kept it in the mansion as a "seal".

　I had completely forgotten it existed until now.

Do you think it's gone?
That's right.

　Eliza nodded and looked at Chosen.
　The maids also looked at Chosen at once.

　It seems that Chosen has done it (、、、、、).

Father of the Nation: ......
You don't have to get so cozy in the house. So, what's this all about?
"Oh, it's that woman's fault!

　Chosen, who for a moment seemed put off, quickly recovered and yelled out, pointing at Eliza.

"It's that woman's fault for not telling you that such a dirty bag was so important.

　On the other hand, the upset Eliza was unconcerned.

"Even if I don't tell you, a maid doesn't have the authority to dispose of your master's belongings without permission.

　The maids around her agreed with Eliza's rebuttal.
　Seeing that, Chosen became more and more stubborn (、、、、、).

It was dirty. It shouldn't even be in the father's house!
Hey you!
"Are you trying to tell me it's not your fault by that logic?

　The other maids couldn't bear to look at him and started to denounce Chosen.

Yes, I see your point.

　I stopped it before it got out of hand.
　My words calmed them down and they all looked at me.

Instead of blame, solve it first. Especially if you're Locust. Eliza--not Amelia.

　She approached Eliza, but stopped immediately and called the "head maid" a short distance away, "Yes, Mr. Alec.

"Yes, Miss Alec,
I'll let Amelia deal with her punishment. Reasonable.
When I say "deserved" . The Lord's property has been disposed of without permission. I'm going to make a monetary contribution, and I'm not going to eat for three days.

　Is that okay?　Amelia asks with her eyes.

I told you I'd leave you to it.
Very well. Now, Chosen Oin. It is as I said.
"What?　I'm a skipped meal?
You too.

　Amelia stared at Chosen intently, which only made her feel better.

'If you're of noble birth, you'll know what it means to be the Lord's plenipotentiary.

　Amelia is right.
　In this case, the words "leave it all up to me" mean that what Amelia said has the same power in this case as what I said--giving.

　The duchess would know what that means, Amelia said.

'I don't know what that means!　Anyway, it's her fault for not saying anything!

　Chosen's reaction was unexpected.
　And it's not like he's being stubborn or anything, he really thinks so.

Haha. ......

　Amelia sighed, but didn't look at me.
　Now that I've been delegated full authority, Amelia is in charge here.

　As head maid, she will decide how the maids are treated.
　Amelia knew exactly what I meant.



　So I returned the kibisu and walked away.
　There's nothing more for me to do here, it's all up to Amelia--maid to maid.

　I've decided to follow the Locust.

　　　　　☆

　The location was easy to find.
　I cast a chase spell and followed it to a garbage incinerator on the outskirts of town, owned by the Carlyle family.

　Garbage disposal is one of the improvements to the territory I've taken care of.

　Originally, garbage disposal was a job for low-lifes.
　Considering reincarnation, it used to be that working with the trash was a punishment for low-ranking souls, but I took it over at the Carlisle house and hired a high-ranking mage.

　A lower-ranked person would have to set it on fire and burn it naturally, but that would greatly pollute the air.

　If a high-ranking mage burns it with a powerful flame, he can dispose of the cinders without emitting any smoke.
　The smoke is bad for human health and crops, so they have been doing this for several years now.

　They came to the Carlisle family's landfill.

　The piles of trash are piled high and emit miasma.
　And people are lying around it.

You okay?

　He runs over and pulls one of them up.
　The young man was unconscious and only occasionally moaned, "Ugh ......".

　The miasma hit him, but he's okay for now.

　I moved the man away with my magic.
　I set up a ward around the trash heap and stepped inside it.

　Boko ...... Boko .......

　The trash heap was like a swamp in places, with bubbles popping out of the mud.
　When the air bubbles appear, the trash pile collapses and dents.

The miasma dissolves the garbage.

　I have a pretty good idea why.

　Trash deserves to be handled roughly while it's being brought in.
　When it comes to bags, it's hard not to tear them in the middle.

　The bag that sealed the Locust was probably torn by something.

　The miasma is spewing out from there and melting the trash on top.

　It's a reproduction from years ago.
　It melts everything that passes by, spreading harm just by existing.

　The Locust, a monster of the disaster class.

　I drew the wise man's sword from my back and held it at a ready position.

　Boko...... Boko.......

　The boiling holes gradually became more and more, and then bobbed!　The remaining trash is sucked in from the cavity like an ant hell.

　Goooooooooooooong!

　From there the Locust emerged.
　As if crawling out of the depths of hell, first his upper body came out.

　I'm stopping here!
　The amount of miasma increases in proportion to the emergence of the Locust body.
　The miasma is only halfway out and we have no choice but to strike at this time.

　I'm going to be able to use the divine magic power of the divine to amplify it through the blade of the baboon kane.

''Haaaaah!

　Leaping and slashing headlong.

　Gosh!　It felt and sounded like I was cutting something really hard.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about the miasma.

　The miasma (supposed to be a miasma) is a miasma that flies at you.

　The miasma is a miasma that pushes the miasma up into the air.

The moxie of the moxie is the only thing that matters.
(No)

　The will of the wise man's sword came through.
　The will of denial.

　I wondered what that meant...I found a crack where I had just cut him.
　It's a wound that couldn't have been inflicted a few years ago.

Great, it worked.

　There is a huge difference between "not at all" and "not very effective".

　To say it doesn't work very well is to say it works at least a little.
　It's the difference between "nothing" and "something".

　It's given me confidence.
　Confidence that I can beat it.

The thunderbolt of judgment.

　Tweeting, I raise my wise man's sword in the air.
　The sky staggers in response to my divine power, and a bolt of lightning roars and falls.

　I catch it with my sword, stopping it and amplifying it.

　The wise man's sword crackled and charged, its blade gleaming brighter than ever.

Here!

　Kicking into the void, I swooped down and rushed toward the Locust.

　The miasma of interception dodges the miasma.
　I slammed my lightning sword into the very same crack I'd made earlier.

　The earth trembled and the sky split open.
　The sky cracked.

　　　　　*

　When I returned to the mansion, I found my father and the three main members of his merry band, father Hossen Miller, having a drink together.

'You're back, Alec!
"Are you drinking in the daytime, father?
"Mm, a feast.

　Banquet?

You see what I mean?　We're not going to get in the way of my brother-in-law's fight,


I would have liked to watch the game in sand, but

　Nah, I see.
　I mean, it's just the same as always.

"Here's to Alec's historic victory!
"Cheers!
Cheers!

　Totally, no, it's okay.

"Yeah?　More importantly, brother-in-law, what is that thing you're holding on to?
"Eggs like ......

　The three of us were so excited about the feast that we realized long too late what I was holding in my hand.

　I've just noticed an egg so huge that my thirteen-year-old self is holding it in both hands.

Do you want a pet, Alec?
"No, no, not really, father.

　I looked down at the eggs I was holding and gave myself a knowingly annoyed look.

It's a Locust egg. Apparently, it's an ecosystem that can reincarnate if knocked over.
""...... ooohhhh!"

　Now, I wonder what to do with this egg.