Chapter 333: 333 Episode 245: There was a hint

The majority vote was over, and some of the seven lords looked relieved.

Smack your tongue at the delicious food that has undergone a dramatic change in the beans that have been the luggage of your district, and calculate the future benefits that they will bring.

however

Isn't it too early? It's not easy to relax.

"Estella".

"...yes,"

Estella's expression tightened when she called her name.

This is a serious negotiation, unlike the daikon-shibai, which is meant to trap them. You can't have fun ad libbing.

"I have something to tell the lords of the BU."

Surprisingly, it was Donis who made her look stronger at Estella's formal remark.

The others look as if they were already done with something like, "What? Do you still have something to talk about?"

After all, only Donnis is aware.

If he had been the leader, he would have had to think of something else.

Or, if he were only a leader, he might not have gotten involved in such a hassle.

so

We were "involved."

"Have you decided completely not to impose any sanctions on the 42 wards from the BU?"

No one answers the question.

At the same time, there is no objection.

"I'll continue as if there's no objection.

I'm going to force you to admit that you've agreed, and Estella cuts into the main subject.

"And I'll tell you the next story,"

"And then...?"

muttered Gerracy, who seemed to have at last felt the atmosphere of unrest.

Other lords begin to stretch their expressions.

I think you've got a pretty good idea.

Well, that's right.

You know, we were "involved."

For your own convenience, you've been made to waste a good amount of time, and you've been made to promise to use your money to pass on recipes for new products that are the seeds of your money... the damage is not something you can laugh at.

That's why.

You must do exactly what you need to do.

in order to get rid of all the lumps in the future

Estella announces Kejime's words -- the lord of the Forty-two wards.

"The 42 wards claim damages against the 7 wards of 'BU'."

The desk rattles.

Several people stood up all at once and a table collapsed in a fit of energy.

Magda instantly lifted the food on the table and was safe. That's as good as I expected.

"What are you saying?"

Gerracy's pupils are dilated.

He seems genuinely bewildered.

What's going on?

Did you even feel like you were reconciling?

"The damage done by you is considerable," So if you are going to carry out your original intentions and impose sanctions, even if you are not satisfied with them, you have shown a minimum understanding. However, all the lords raised their hands together to "revoke sanctions."

At the top of the list, Estella casts a cold stare at them.

"...what have we been swayed about for?"

"Well, that's..."

Gulping... Gulracy swallows his spit with a loud noise.

Serious, this cold expression of estella is -- appallingly beautiful.

Lucia is just silently standing behind Estella and glaring at the seven lords.

Lucia has been kept quiet this time.

The thirty-five wards were similarly made to waste time and money, but... they were sent to support the forty-two wards on the condition that the forty-two wards should bear all the damage.

Naturally, it is a condition that compensation for the loss plus alpha is expected.

"I beg your pardon, sir,"

draw one's chin and breathe with a slight depression

With a snap, he stopped breathing and turned his face straight to the front. At the same time, very vulgar language pops out of Estella's mouth.

"Did you really think you'd sell us a fight and get away with it?"

It was a lower and more powerful voice than Estella had ever uttered.

... oh, no.

When I first met the Yaplocks -- when I said I'd let them go -- I thought they were going to cry so low.

In short, Estella's genuine voice of anger.

Well, this time it's not good, though. He was the first full-fledged lord to be able to do that.

BU is perfect for practicing against small fish.

The effect seems to have been a shambles, and Estella's anger seems to have correctly spread to the seven lords.

"What more are you going to do?"

Gerracy, the current leader of BU, boldly attempts to refute.

It's no use talking to you.

"'No more' means strange things, Gerracy,"

dare to abandon one's name

It provokes a backlash, but Gerracy doesn't respond. No, I can't do it's not working.

It's proof that I feared Estella.

Poor opposition puts the situation at a disadvantage, and that thoughtless gerrymandering understands.

"Your story may be over, but none of our stories have begun yet?"

"No, but... just now..."

"It has been decided that sanctions against the Forty-two wards will not be imposed, and the cause of the passage to the harbour and the Thirty wards is gone."

Estella says it's only retaliation.

It doesn't make sense to retaliate when it has been decided that sanctions will not be imposed.

Therefore, if it goes on like this, the 42nd leg will be a big loss.

The time and money I spent on the groundwork, mostly on food... is wasted.

Besides, I don't think the Guild-Chiefs--Medra, Javier, Marsha, and the like--would retire quietly.

Marsha, in particular, will bite back.

"Because of your petty pride, we have pulled out three of the guild-masters of the great guild. I'm sure you'll understand that 'it's gone' isn't enough, but what do you think?"

"But it was your own business, and we had no one else to do it."

"'Do as you please' ... you know,"

That's a bad move, Gerracy.

Unless you're a suicidal candidate, you should refrain from making excuses to stroke the nerves of the person you have the power to take.

"Who made you do that?"

"That's..."

"Or do you want to say, 'You should have done nothing and been taken for yourself?'"

"Well, just calm down. Let's talk about it again...

"That's what I meant..."Estella turns around and turns her back on the seven lords.

"At this stage, when you're made so much of... you can't help but think that it's useless to talk about it."

Spit it out and Estella starts walking.

toward the exit

"Oh, wait!"

a hasty gerrymandering

Get rid of the table, kick it off, and run straight to Estella.

Magda, Delia and Norma stand in the way.

"...what are you going to do to the lord of our land?"

"Touch me with a finger." Temae????????"

`--remember that you won't forgive me,'

The spirit of the three militant beasts causes tension in the room.

Not only the head waiter, but also his bodyguards.

a complete breakdown of negotiations

It was when everyone thought so.

A slow voice streamed into the room.

"Oh, my God. It didn't work, didn't it, Gerracy?"

Some stood straight at the voice or opened their eyes in amazement, and others looked to the doorway for something.

Gerracy exposes her bewildered face.

"You don't understand people's minds,"

"Ah... my sister..."

Walking slowly into the room was Maul, accompanied by Cindy, the head waiter.

"Isn't the world simple enough to follow the instructions?"

With a smile on his face, Maul easily jumped over the power of Estella, who had unleashed so much anger.

It's real, isn't it?

"Thank you, Mr. Estella,"

"Oh, oh... yes,"

I've completely forgotten all about anger mode and now I'm back to my usual.

Well, it can't be helped.

Estella was trying her best to create a powerful aura after Lucia, but I hope she can show a terrible aura that surpasses Lucia. It's going to get back to normal.

Maul, who decided to devote all his life to becoming a lord, lived only for that purpose.

The punch is real.

No matter how old you are, even after the road to becoming a feudal lord has been cut off, your power has not diminished.

"There are a little more people," The head waiter -- Ines, that's it was."

"...yes,"

The silver-haired E-cup is withering.

The head waiter, who had even shown some leeway against Gerracy.

"Get rid of the waiters and men. No more rough things will happen."

"But..."

"Don't let me say it twice."

"... certainly,"

Ines gives instructions without confirming with Gerracy.

the instructions issued through the Gerracy of the Lord of this House and the present lord.

Gerracy seemed unable to speak at all when such a terrible thing was going on.

Soldiers and waiters left the room, leaving only the lord and chief waiter, Maul and Cindy, and the members of the Yangtari-tei.

"First of all, please sit down."

The seven lords will have so much to say and hear.

No one responded to Marul's words.

Except for Donnis.

With no one moving, he returns to his seat with dignity and plump down into his chair.

look straight at Marul with one's arms folded

「…………」

「…………」

Marul glanced briefly at Donnis and smiled faintly.

At the moment, Donnis's hair shakes and shakes. ...you're not expressing strange emotions with a calm expression on your face. You don't have a nerve, do you? It's absurd.

When Donnis sat down, the other lords followed suit.

The head waiters put the table back together because the waiters are gone.

Each lord returns to his seat.

"As you all realize --"

Marul's story began with the words, "I don't know what to do."

The story is intended to give the lord a clear understanding of the present situation.

"BU made a very stupid choice. It is a cruel choice to cover the loss of our ward due to lack of rain."

Well, I know now.

that the solutions which had come to mind without being able to express their own opinions, when only pride was so high, and the lords who were incapable of solving them, were taken up as if they were the best, and after that they were put into practice without question or argument.

Someone must have said it.

"There are people doing disturbing things on the outer perimeter." It's easy to imagine if there were other guys who felt it cheeky, or if you're under pressure to go along with them, you'll have to make up for the loss.

"I wish you to show me the conversation records of the days on which sanctions were imposed on the Forty-second and Thirty-Fifth Wards, but I will not pursue them." We don't have time to spend in the past now."

Say so, and stop the quarrel of responsibility: "Because you said that then." "No, you."

Little by little, many of the seven lords can only listen to Marul.

"Gerracy. I'll ask you, the current leader."

"...yes,"

a 'current' leader

It sounded like a threat: "If you make the slightest mistake, you'll be dragged out of your seat immediately."

"Do you understand exactly that 'BU' now has the right to take life and death in the 42 wards?"

"That's... exaggerated, isn't it?"

"They've recently built a new street gate, and they've even laid the groundwork for a new port. Hey, Gerracy... is the enemy you see really as small as you think?"

As if telling a child, Marul blames Gerracy for her indiscretion.

All the crises that are looming now are due to a misjudgment of the power of the 42 wards.

"You see nothing,"

"That's too much to say," No matter how much older you are,

"Do you understand how they came into this house?"

Say so, and point to the Jeanettes.

Gerracy exposes a momentary air of emptiness.

He didn't seem to have even thought of it.

There is no way that a clerk in the forty-second ward could enter the residence of the twenty-ninth ward lord without permission.

"... did you give me a guide?""Yes, yes,"

Before the Jeanettes came in, they heard "Wait" and "I'm in trouble," and Areh was the voice of the waiters directed at Marul.

Marul led the way and brought the Jeanettes here.

Of course, Marul sees firsthand everything that has been done in this room since then.

"Well, Gerracy? The Forty-Second Ward has now risen to a position equal to that of 'BU' with a new passage, a new harbor, and a new cooking weapon?"

"It's too much to say that 'BU' is equal to 'BU'!"

"No. I'm still underestimating it."

Marul walks up to Estella and puts his hand on her shoulder.

"At first, the 42nd leg was trying to induce the BU -- to 'impose sanctions.'"

The air in the room ripples.

the opposite of the present

Certainly, I was making a scenario to do so.

"He had a way of 'keeping what you have said from the beginning' and 'keeping it as it is' and making the Forty-two wards."

If you're putting your hand on Estella's shoulder, say at least "she."

Then it's like I'm the mastermind, isn't it?

"BU wins the majority vote and loses the game -- that line hasn't changed, but if things had gone as originally planned... BU would have lost substance." I lost my dignity and pride."

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Gerracy looks at me.

So it's not me, it's Estella...

"I'll tell you one thing,"

Lucia seems to bring earful information between the lines.

It may hurt my ears.

"This man doesn't do anything to destroy the organization. He's the kind of man who keeps it alive and absorbs the profits that come from it."

Like a parasite...

I do so if it tastes better to keep it alive. That's all.

Whether it's a peddler's guild or the 41 wards that have been at the edge of the street gate, the shake-up will be terrible.

So I was going to take out just the bones, leaving the 'BU' as BU.

"I'm glad. I was going to say, "The majority vote will go the way I want it to go."

But there is a guy who put a stop to it."

It's Maruru.

"I had it changed. They want us to deny the majority vote and destroy the BU once. of course, promise me a reasonable reward.'

"Why not!? Are you angry that you couldn't be the lord!? Is this revenge?"

Wow, that's stupid, Gerracy.

"Stupid,"

Donis seems to have agreed with me.

"There were many easier ways to get revenge, and there were many chances to get it done before. Can't you think of the reason why you went out of your way to do this now?"

"...Why?"

Donis sighs heavily at Gerracy, who is unable to answer.

"Notice, then,"

"You're right, Mr. Donnerty,"

"Hmm...hmm." --that's about it."

Marul calls his name, and Donnis swims his eyes.

Don't be shy at your old age, my hair is full of hair.

"I wanted you to notice," To this stupid system of an organization called BU. into the hopeless future that it brings."

The BU system is broken.

It's proof that we've had to make a habit of invading other wards because we're in desperate need of living.k.a. life.

No matter how much Donnis is, it's hard to change the system if you're in it. All the more so if it were to be destroyed.

That's why Marul moved.

And he set us on.

"Now, if we really deal with the 42 wards... BU is gone." Not only that, but each ward could even be absorbed."

If the economy fails, it will merge with neighboring wards or absorb them into other wards.

If that happens, the lord will go out of business.

"And the Forty-two wards that have begun to move can't stop any more. You must put your fist down somewhere."

Gerracy looks at Estella.

Apparently, Estella's seriousness burned into her brain as fear. He looked at Estella instead of me. Guess Gerracy's brain learned that those eyes were serious.

"I could put this irreparably tangled relationship with the Forty-two wards without a stir."

"Oh......that's..."

I've tried several times to swallow my saliva, but I've failed.

My mouth must be dry.

Ines gently offered the water, but Gerracy's right hand, which was beginning to swell and change color, did not grab the glass and was trembling.

"To me... ...to resign as lord... ...is that so?"

"Well, you're devastatingly incompetent as a lord."

Confirmed, Gerrasy bites his lips.

"My father spoiled me, didn't he?" My mother passed away, and I could not raise her strictly... both of them."

The voice sounded genuine sympathy.

"But I don't want to be lord now," The people of the domain will be confused, and the lord will remain you -- just want me to hand over the decision. Only a small part of it is in the 42nd district. Give me the right to decide. and I'll settle everything in a circle."

The lord of the manor remains in Gerracy, and puts Marul at the counter with the 42nd district.

That alone will get us out of this predicament.

The BU can be prevented from collapsing.

If this makes Gerracy reluctant, he was going to have a majority vote on the chairmanship -- but the rest of Gerracy's lords would agree with the exception of Gerracy. Only Gerracy, deprived of some of her power as a lord, opposes it -- but apparently doesn't have to do so.

"All right, older sister... ...thank you for your help."

Stand up, bend, and Gerracy bowed.

Marul, who was making a serious expression, held his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, I'm glad,"

Then, he looks at me with a resentful expression.

with one's cheeks swollen and eyebrows raised"I believed it was a palm-pippi proposal, so I rode it, but I thought my heart would stop."

"No, it was amazing,"

"It's out of order,"

Marul swings his arms as if to shake off the muddiness in his belly.

"Moehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I heard a single-haired jingle somewhere, but I dare to go through it in a big time.

If you're going to say it anyway, change your expression. You keep saying it with a stern face and still your voice, and the lords around you must be confused like, "What's wrong with you?" or "You're wrong with me!"

Well, let alone a hair????

"Negotiating at my disadvantage is really bad for my heart. -- oh, I'm still nervous."

Marul sits down on an empty chair with his unsteady feet, perhaps because he's relaxed.

With Cindy's nice follow-up, Marul sat down without a hitch.

"...if I had a sentence in it, "beyond this," I might have been doomed."

"No, I don't, because it's Gerracy.

Gerracy changes her complexion after listening to me and Marul's conversation.

I don't know what they're talking about, but they seem to understand that they've been carried on again.

"Why, my dear fellow... ...still... ...is there anything left?"

Gerracy is coming up to me in a slightly tearful voice.

Oh, he must have put a lot of stress today... Be careful of your stomach and scalp. Stress is scary.

"There was a hint,"

"I don't need any hints! Give me an answer!"

That's why you can't do it.

"There was a story that I talked about, but you all put it on hold saying, 'I don't care,' did you?"

"What...?"

Gerracy looks back and looks at the faces of the other lords.

But no one seems to have noticed. Donis, too.

"It's me. I saw Estella off in a carriage this morning."

"...what is that?"

"But I should have arrived first, didn't I? I could have gone to Marul, dressed as a soldier, and infiltrated the guard of this house."

"...what? I mean, what are you mean?"

Don't you understand?

Okay, hint 2.

"They are the inhabitants of the Forty-two wards, and the Yodamari-tei brought this much food from the dining-room."

"So... I hear what that is!"

"How do you think you brought it?"

"That sort of thing, you know, in the carriage?"

If you do that, all this food will be taxed and we will lose a lot of money.

If the cost of materials is almost free and you only need to serve the labor force, you can't act in such a big way.

Beans were available cheaply thanks to Maul's pass on duty.

"...the phrase 'beyond this' is going to be the key."

"Oh, Donnis! You've hit a good point. Come on, Gerracy, it's all over again."

"I mean.........Ah! I'm so annoyed! ... Ouch!?"

Gerracy, who ripped her hair off in frustration, seemed to have forgotten the horrors of her right hand and twisted her face in acute pain.

Are you Loretta?

I said, "I'm going to do a job in the twenty-ninth leg! If you rest until the very last minute, you'll be physically active!"

Well, I brought a lunch box of encouragement in the morning, but... you're really a professional. 　But when I poke it a little, they say, "Oh my gosh!"

"In short, that's what we've already signed with the Forty-two wards, and that's what we've done."

Marul looks impressed by Donnis' words, "Oh!"

"As expected, Mr. Donnerty," I don't want you to be the only enemy."

"Oops! Oops! Oops!"

Jiji is dying.

Hey, somebody. Give him a stab.

"...the Eagle, too."

The casual confession, unfortunately, was so choked that I couldn't hear it. Yes, start over~

Or, "Eagle, moja." You're not "moja" but "slick" or "piyon."

Huh? Isn't it about hair?

"Well, in short," There's one already.

"...what?"

a raving gerrymandering

Donis seems to be far from it now, and the other lords don't seem to be quite right, so I'll tell you the answer.

"There is a great cliff between the Forty-second and Twenty-ninth leg?"

I'll tell you the shocking facts as cute and charming as possible.

"""I made an aisle over there ★"""

"'What!'"

A thick voice surged in like a wave.

"What passageway did you say would be built in the thirtieth leg?"

"Oh, that's impossible,"

"...what?"

"No, Sister in the Forty-Second Ward -- a hidden giant milk called Bertina -- and I asked him, 'Can I crush the wetlands?' and he said, 'No.' "Then it's impossible~""

"Sadly... building a passageway between the 30 wards and obstructing traffic taxes, or saying distribution routes! Was it impossible from the beginning?"

"Yes, yes,"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Gerracy is likely to morph into a second form.

"In the first place, you can't decide on the 42 wards without the permission of the 30 wards."

"Well, what was your confident attitude!"

"I... have acting skills, don't I?"

"I want to hit you..."

I can't do it with that right hand.Don't do it!

"But, without permission, on my own initiative... Hah! I see! My sister gave me permission to build a passageway between the twenty-ninth leg!"

"That's correct!"

"You're older!"

As Gerracy's eyes turn to Marul, Marul waves his hands in front of his chest to protest.

"But, for the time being, it was my property, it was an emergency... ...and the daughter of our new waiter earnestly asked me, 'You are very welcome to be able to go to Forty-two wards! General, show me a woman here!'" and it was my favorite pretty waiter, so I don't mind if I push myself a little."~"

"I can't help but make a passage between the two wards!"

"But I was allowed to decide on the 42nd leg, so... oh, I'm relieved."

"It's consent after the fact!"

"You didn't say that it was cool."

"Just because I didn't tell you...!"

Gerracy suddenly felt better.

There must have been some strange switch on.

"So, there was a hint, so you had a chance to notice it. If you had noticed it properly, you could have expelled Marul, who made the aisle on your own before he got approval, under the authority of the lord." -- well, I can't do it any more.

"Oh, my God! Is it your ingenuity?"

"………………………………………………………………………………………… Correct!"

"What's that 'puddle'?"　

Originally, the cliffs of Newtown were caves dug by hamsters, who created stairs spiraling up along the walls of the huge cave.

From there, he gouged out the hole and completed the passage from Newtown to the cliffs of the Twenty-ninth Ward -- the land under the control of Marle. in two days. with Loretta, Hammer All Stars, and Becko.

Becko called to make a stone staircase in a mere cave.

When he pretended to be reckless enough to cut out stones for the stone steps, he said, "Stone-cutting and sculpture are two completely different things!? ... Well, I'm going to do it!" If you're going to do it after all, don't complain. a disgusting fellow

Eventually, the insufferable Umaro and Imelda joined the war, and the stairs and walls were sturdily processed with stone and wood.

I was surprised that it was easier to climb than I had expected. The slope is gentle, and there is also a ramp where you can push carts. We've got a lot of space, so there'll be less traffic jam.

I'll make further improvements in the future to make it more comfortable to use.

"And we'll build a harbor, too," It's small, but it's necessary."

"Oh, hey, Mr. Oba, Mr. Yashiro! So our ward is...?"

Tracy makes a tearful face.

The harbours of the Thirty-Fifth Ward are still alive, and the creation of ports and distribution channels in the Forty-Second Ward is Tracy's worst.

But don't worry.

"Astella will help you,"

"Sir Estella!"

"Whoa!? Mr. Tracey, momentum! momentum!

"I'm getting married!"

"It's no use coming!"

Tracy leaps and clings to Estella as she pleases.

It looks softer than Estella, even when wrapped in salashi. You can tell the difference from the arrangement.

There's an inextricable gap between natural flatness and fake flatness.

Distribution may certainly be dispersed.

But it's not just tolls that can make a profit.

We just have to make more and more profitable stories.

Beans and land, and whoever wants and wants to sell, can generate any amount of profit.

That's what business is all about.

Well, in short.

"Let's make a hand-me-down at the right time and work together to create a mutually profitable relationship."

I'll clap my hands and say to the other lords who seem to be a little left alone.

It's a toll, it's a bean profit, and it's not about sticking to your old income, it's about pulling profits from something new.

If cooperation is established, it can be done.

So, you know.

Let's make it up, shall we?

Because right?

"I'm tired of arguing with you any longer."

Five lords, except Tracy, who was obsessed with Estella, and Donnis, who was obsessed with Marul, all spoke out at my generous words.

"'Don't you tell me...'""

Backed by a comfortable voice of resentment, I stretch out.

Now, let's throw all the details into Estella and go back to the 42nd leg.

I got up early, so I can't sleep.

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