The new lord is a man who knows how to talk.

　That's what the inhabitants of As territory have to say about their new lord.

　Currently, there is no military service. If you do your work, you'll be paid for it.

　Taxes are surprisingly low.
　Moreover, for widows and other people who can't farm properly, they are allowed to do special work.......paper making.

　He further told the blacksmith, "Yeah. It's not a tax. I don't take a temporary tax unless there's a war or a natural disaster and I don't need supplies urgently," the statement was quickly passed on to the As territory in no time.

　King Ferrum frequently requisitioned supplies, and Lagow As had a temporary tax as well.
　There is none of that.

　The lords had high hopes for Almus.

　But at the same time, he had a reputation for doing strange things.
　That is the position of tax collector.

　Tax collectors are the vassals of the lineage that the current lord brought from the forest.
　Others are also called knights.

　They are very skilled in martial arts, plus they can all read, write and calculate.
　The new lord sent these tax collectors to every village as soon as they took office.

　He then surveyed the extent of all the farmland in the village and wrote down its owners on a piece of paper.
　To the inhabitants of the As territory, this is an oddity that I really don't understand.

　It doesn't make sense.

　Moreover, the tax collector also said
　The tax collector said, "Listen, from now on, we're going to collect the taxes. It's not that much different now that we're here to collect the taxes from the village head," he said. Don't worry but we won't tolerate tax evasion or embezzlement.

　From the point of view of the village chiefs, it would save them the trouble of bringing it with them.
　They were convinced, even though they wondered why they were doing this.

　Until June came and they actually came to collect the tax........





　Hey, man. You're short on taxes. Is this really all you got?
　Ron asks, glaring at the village chief in front of him. The village chief replies with a heckle.
　'Yes, it's true. Since you have proof that it's not enough?
　'Yeah. The projected harvest and the amount of taxes collected here are far apart. I haven't heard anything about a bad harvest this time.

　The expected yield is based on the usual amount of harvest that the villagers have told us about, the size of the land, and this year's weather.
　Even if there is a slight difference between the expected and actual harvests, unless there is a major natural disaster, the expected and actual harvests will not be far apart.

　This means that the village chief is suspected of embezzlement.

　"Hey. Let's check it out.
　With that, both Ron and So-yeon overruled the chief's stillness and entered the chief's house.

　They carefully observe the chief's house.
　The house is not a pit dwelling, perhaps because of his status as village chief, but it has a decent floor. The house has a decent floor.

　They walk on the floor.

　Hmm?

　Ron notices the discomfort.
　He pokes the floor with the hilt of his sword. Only there, for some reason, the sound is different.

　The two men look at each other. The village chief's face turns blue.

　Ron raised his sword and slammed it into the floor.　
　The sword stabbed into the floor.　
　He put his hand in the crack and pulled it up in two.

　The floor rolls up with a meeping sound.
　A large space under the floor. And there was a large amount of wheat hidden there.

　'What is this?'
　'Well this is.........'
　The village chief stutters.
　Ron looks at the wheat with cold eyes and says

　That's embezzlement," he says. Embezzlement is a felony. As I recall it was five lashes, wasn't it?

　Hearing Ron's words, the village chief broke his knees.
　He bows his head deeply.

　''Please. Please my lord I will give you a third of this wheat no, two thirds of it.　
　You've got to be kidding me!

　Ron draws his sword and swings it.
　The village chief's last three swords fall to the ground.
　The village chief turns blue in the face.

　'A bribe. 'This was five lashes, I believe,'
　Please have mercy...
　Tell that to my lord.

　Ron and Sojung called the villagers to bring the wheat into the wagon and left.




　'This is the twelfth house ... bribery and embezzlement. Isn't that too much?'
　'It's quite common for village chiefs to embezzle taxes. That's why the phenomenon of heavy taxation is hard to collect.
　Ial, who joined us in the middle of the day, said. Iaru is learning to write, so he has a helper with him.
　He is finishing collecting his taxes and is on his way to Alms.

　Ron, it was pretty cool though, wasn't it?
　I knew it?　We've practiced. See, we thought we'd go harder on the leader because he's so kind.
　A flirting buddy couple.
　Ial watches it with a half smile.

　By the way, do you need more horses?　It's not about the cavalry, it's about collecting taxes and plowing the farmland. Don't you still think it would be better to buy it?
　'I've heard the lord is thinking about buying a horse, too.　They are negotiating with the Cilician merchants.
　'Yeah but what about the cost and all that? Can we buy enough horses to meet the demand on paper alone?

　Currently, the As territory is collecting widows and children to mass produce paper.
　However, there is a limit to the number of trees that can be made into paper.

　Can it really be used to line up horses, and will it be possible to maintain that many horses?

　 Huh........
　Well, I'll be free in a while. Let's work hard until then. The hardest thing to deal with is those two.




　Formerly the palace of King Ferrum.
　Today it is the love nest of Almus and Tetra, but it is now a hell, far removed from the love nest.


　'f*ck ... too many!　So this is finally a quarter....
　' ... a quarter of the report we currently have, to be exact. Maybe an addition is coming.
　'I know ... please don't tell me ...'

　Create a certificate of residence and make sure the taxes are collected.
　Well, it's a matter of course.

　I didn't know this was so hard to do, but....

　Why don't people do it?　That's what I thought, but...
　It's not that you won't do it, it's that you can't.

　'We'll ask for help when Ron and the others get back. We can't handle this by ourselves...　
　'Agreed. I can't wait for everyone to finish...

　Everyone is working hard right now to collect taxes from all over the Ass territory and make the rounds.
　You must be exhausted.

　I'm really sorry, my friend.
　But you know what?

　We're the ones who are tired!

　'Huh ... we do this every year at this time of year ... this is going to kill me.
　You'll be fine. We'll have ten people available next year. That means ten more tax collectors. You'll make your job that much easier...
　But, you know, there's a maximum of a hundred...

　The kids who followed me around were a hundred.
　That means the bureaucracy's limit is a hundred.

　Now there are seventy of them, with little girls being hunted relentlessly.
　That's a fifteen-fold increase in numbers, but...

　Do you think we need to train people or something?
　Yeah. I need it. We'll talk about it later.

　That means one more job.
　Huh....
　It's stressful.

　Hey ... can I hit you?
　Hmm?　Nuh-uh!

　I press my own lips to Tetra's, forcing her down.

　'I'm going to have to take a break, okay?'
　Hmmm... all you want to do is hit me...

　Tetra closes her eyes.
　I reach for Tetra's chest...

　Um, additional reports....

　I locked eyes with Lulu.
　Lulu looked away as if in a panic and silently placed it on the desk.

　''Well you might want to pick a few more places, okay?''

　Lulu said and left.

　.........
　This is awkward.

　What are we gonna do?

　"What to do?
　Tetra looked straight at me and asked.

　'Hmmm, let's save it until tonight. It's kind of cooled off. Besides...

　I need to digest the additional paperwork as soon as possible.



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Extra Edition Brassieres

　Hey, Tetra. Can I see your tits?
　Hmm?　You don't have to ask for permission, it's yours, so you can rub it in whenever you want.

　That's very nice of you to say....
　But I don't want to rub it in.

　What is that?
　Underwear. Handmade. I just want to get my size.

　I attach a handmade bra to Tetra's chest.
　It's the right size.
　That's why I check it every day.

　How do you like it?　Comfortable to wear
　"...weird. But it's not bad.
　Well, that's good to hear.

　There is no underwear in Adelunia.
　I wear something like a waistcoat, but it would not be called underwear.

　I am very anxious about it.
　The breast that swings.

　No, if it were someone else's breasts, I'd be happy to see them, but my wife's breasts.
　Well, luck?　The thing is, though, Tetra has normal breasts.


　"I'll wear this so my breasts won't droop as much.
　Really?　How many cards do you have?
　I'm only going to make one of the prototypes for now but I'll make a bunch of them if you want them.
　Then I'll make five of them and you'll teach me how to make them. I'll make them myself.

　It doesn't matter if it's not, but....
　It's pretty fun to make it while imagining Tetra's breasts.

　But if I turn it down for that reason, I'm a pervert.

　


　Little did they know that in a few decades, the brassiere would be spread throughout the Adelunian peninsula.