It's already been a few months since I became the lord of Liberty Village.
　The management of the village has managed to run smoothly.
　
　The population of the village is doing well, partly thanks to low taxes and partly thanks to our efforts to improve the town, and many of the sub-people who used to live in the surrounding areas of the village have moved in, and the population, which started out at a little over 500, is now over 2000.
　The population is still growing slowly, and preparations are underway to accommodate them.

　At present, Liberty Village covers an area with a radius of about 30 km around the volcano, but so far only about 20% of the area has been developed.
　Originally a volcano, the area around Mount Gorn is covered with a very hard bedrock layer, which makes it difficult to grow trees and vegetables, and also makes it difficult to cultivate. In addition, the rest of the forest is covered with huge trees that are nearly 100 years old and it takes a lot of effort to dig them out and cultivate them.
　This makes me nostalgic for the days when I had to pay attention only to the area within a 5 km radius where people were already living.

　If we send all the manpower work by the skeletons created by Sarah's summoning magic to reclaim the land, the reclamation work will also progress at a very fast pace, but since we can't move forward with reclamation with the current state of affairs, we have decided to proceed with reclamation and reclamation work by focusing on the development of the area centered on the settlement at the foot of Mount Gorn.
　Incidentally, the town hall, the underground labyrinth (dungeon), and the dragon scale sedimentary layer excavation site are all concentrated in this area.

　The hot spring village is a few ticks west of here by carriage.
　In the past, the roads were so bad that it was necessary to spend a night on the way to the village to get to and from the village.
　This hot spring village used to be a lonely place with only a few dwellings and abandoned houses, but they have built an inn that can accommodate about a hundred adventurers at a time, forming an inn village around it.
　Although the permanent population is small, there are always around 100 troop merchants and adventurers coming and going in this area.
　Considering its remote location, this number can be said to be quite large.

　The other day, all of the residents of the post village on the southern highway moved to the vicinity of Liberty Village Hall, leaving the post village unoccupied, but they are making preparations to turn the area centered on this post into a vast farm, but they also need to recruit the people who are in charge of this area, so there are still too many things missing and too many things to do.

　Liberty Village now has a ratio of 2 to 8 between racial groups and sub-humans, and from the point of view of the people of King's Landing, which is a racial supremacist village, it would be a frontier village.

　But I don't mind this.

　If the officials in the capital city find out about this idea of mine, they will probably look at me very reluctantly, but I'll take that as a matter of course.

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　While I was reaffirming the current situation in the village and pondering about the future work, the news arrived that the delegation from the small frontier city of Pics had arrived.

　When I went to Pyx the other day, there was a plan to send a teacher to the village school.

　When I greeted them, I found that it was indeed a delegation led by a group of teachers.

''My lord?''　My name is Nirmana from Picks.
　The petite, bespectacled woman bowed deeply as she greeted them.
　In addition to her belongings, the wagon team she had brought with her was filled with this and that, as well as the desks and chairs for the students she had promised at the Pix, and other supplies used at the Pix school.
　As for the desks and chairs, it was planned to have everyone in the dwarven community take a look at them and make desks and chairs for the school.

　At the moment, the school will be managed by Foldente and I, while Magic-san, the former magician from Batcombe, and Nirmana, who arrived today, will teach the students as teachers, while coordinating the whole operation.

　The building for the school is already in place, so I took Nirmana with me to inspect it.
I heard from the Lord of Picks. His Highness is planning to make this school a place where both aliens and races can study together.
　Nirmana shook my hand in both of hers as she said this, and swung it around.

　She has a racial father and a subhuman mother, and has been persecuted ever since she was a child.

　She couldn't stand it any longer, so she moved from the royal capital to the small frontier city of Pickus.
I'm so thrilled to see someone of my lord's race.
　Then Nirmana waved her hands around repeatedly.
You'll see. I'm trying to do a lot of things... things... yeah, things...
　I smiled at that, but the odd emphasis on 'many things' was odd to me.

　From that day on, Nirmana
My lord, I have a matter to discuss with you about the school.
　He came to me every so often for advice.
　The content of the consultation was generally for the betterment of the school, which was very helpful to me.
　You know, every time the school-related conversation is over, I always have to

My lord, would you like to join us for dinner, if you don't mind?
My lord, I have made breakfast. Would you like to join me?
My lord, I made a lunch for you. Would you like to have it?
My lord, would you like to come to tea at three o'clock with me?

　And she always invites me to dinner.
　When we have tea, she also brings me home-made cookies, which I am grateful for, but it has become a standard practice for a while now that she always comes in a little before mealtime to discuss this and that, and when it is time to eat, she finishes the conversation and invites me to dinner.

　........Is it too much to ask, or is it too much to ask, as if she's coming for mealtime?

　The frequency of this was so frequent that on the third day, Erdena came in at the right time.
'........The lord is busy. You should cut him some slack on that sort of thing.
　And he softly declined.
　That Eldena.

　I am puzzled as to what it means to ask that.

　In response to this, Eldena, Nirmana
I don't mean to intrude on your life. It's just an invitation to say 'if you want'.
　And he responds with a smiling smile....is it my imagination or is it that his eyes don't seem to be smiling at all...?

　And ... it was a very tense lord's room.
　Just then, at the right moment, there was a knock on the door and I invited him in, but thank goodness for that.
''Um... my lord, I tried to make a lunch for you...''
　There, the aura of the Dragon People (Dragon People) had come with their lunchboxes.

　And, well, the lord's room at noon that day was enveloped in an air that was hard to explain.......

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　Despite these problems, the preparations for the school are progressing smoothly, and the unicorn sisters in charge of general affairs are in the process of asking villagers to apply for a place at the school.
　The village will be paying for all school fees and school lunches, so the burden on the students' families should be reduced considerably.

　The revenue from the underground labyrinth (dungeon) is reasonably stable at the moment, and the armor made of dragon scales sold at the public sales office is selling at a fairly high price, so the school should be able to run without problems thanks to this revenue.

　Thus, as I was hurrying to prepare for the school, I received a report from Black, the peddler, that he had begun operating a traveling sales office in Pix on a trial basis.
The demand for foodstuffs is higher than armaments in that city. We've been focusing on the fruits that the lord produces in his plants.
　It was a good idea.
　While most of the products sold were fruits that can be harvested in these regions, such as pilch, there were some fruits such as barna that can only be harvested in the southern part of the country at a slightly higher price.

　I was reminded of the importance of choosing the right sales strategy for each city.

　Along with the opening of the Pick's sales office, a regular stagecoach service began operating between Pick's and Liberty Village.
　At a time when the village was suffering from a shortage of labor, the bear people, who were good at manual labor, came to the village and willingly agreed to work pulling the stagecoach.
　Together with all the Wild Boar People, they have been working hard from day one with their vigorous voices.

　Liberty Village is still in the process of development, but I can feel that we are making progress step by step, which is very rewarding.
　I've got to keep up the good work, and I've got to keep up the good work, too.
If you want your lunch, little one, Anya can make it for you.
　

　And from beyond that Unya, you can see Nirmana, Erdena and the others who appear to be carrying their lunches..........Hey, what's going on with everyone!