Sunday, June 15, 2025

[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 31


Chapter 31

(Kyle Calendar Year 503: Age 10)

The Courage and Wisdom of the Solis Barony


Translator : PolterGlast


The Solis Barony has two exceptional assets: Dalek's courage and Takuhir's wisdom

 

Are you Ishida Mitsunari?! I couldn't help but retort inwardly.

So, my brother is Shima Sakon, and I'm Sawayama Noshiro, huh...

 

Originally, within the territory, I was known as the Solis family's prodigy at the age of five...

There was such an embarrassing moniker, but that was only among a limited number of people within the Estol territory.

 

Leading the dispatched unit under our banner to the Hiyorimi territory.

Everyone in the dispatched unit was loudly praising me.

The highly disciplined movements of the unit are very eye-catching.

 

Including these and other things, rumors of my reputation had spread.

 

In fact, the dried "fortune-telling" noodles that had been shelved proved to be very useful this time.

There was no need for long-term preservation, and the dried noodles packed in bamboo tubes were easy to cook. For the flood victims who had lost all their tableware, the tubes also served as bowls, and a large quantity could be cooked without needing a pot.

 

Furthermore, the turnip seeds that we had brought in large quantities grew anywhere, and two months later, they became a valuable food source for the victims, even the stems and leaves.

 

The dispatched unit withdrew once a certain level of support system was in place and aid arrived from the Margrave of Hastburg, but the remaining turnips were served at the dinner tables of the grateful citizens.

 

The rescued farmers of the Hiyorimi Viscountcy, out of respect for Baron Solis, had unknowingly made it a habit to begin their meals with a prayer: "Thank you for the blessings of Lord 'Turnip Baron'."

 

Father would probably be happy, right...?

 

"I'm sorry,"

 

I muttered an apology to Father in a voice that lacked sincerity.

 

Though I am a noble, I work alongside the commoners, and the unit I lead, even the women and children, are as disciplined as a military logistics unit, and do their jobs flawlessly.

 

Everyone in the dispatched unit, even the renowned Twin-Headed Falcon Mercenary Corps, followed my command as if they were serving their lord, acting in an orderly manner.

 

The words of the people in the dispatched unit were filled with goodwill towards our Estol territory and the Solis baronial family, and they treated the victims with compassion.

 

The story spread that the dried noodles and turnips were all my ideas, and combined with various other factors, it led to this embarrassing nickname.

 

 

"Father, the dispatched unit to the Hiyorimi Viscountcy has returned without a single loss."

 

Father replied magnanimously to my report of our return.

 

"The relief dispatch this time was a great service. There was a letter of gratitude from the steward of the other territory regarding your efforts, and the Margrave of Hastburg also praised you."

 

"I feel honored. I hope that my somewhat presumptuous actions did not tarnish the honor of the baronial family."

 

(The nickname "Turnip Baron"... I've spread it even further.)

 

"By the way..."

 

Father continued with a sudden grin.

 

"The response to the flood has been managed for now. What will Lord 'Wise Takuhir' do next?"

 

"Father!"

 

Father, Mother, my brother, and even Raymond-san were laughing at my bewildered reaction.

Damn it! If that's the case, I'll say everything I want to say.

 

"Father, once again, the land of Estol, governed by the Solis baronial family, has been blessed with good fortune, continuing unprecedented development and prosperity, and the territory and its people have accumulated strength.

 

Furthermore, our military prowess was demonstrated in the recent Battle of Southern Gate, and having achieved victory, our strength has already far surpassed that of a mere barony."

 

Yes, even before I started meddling in various things, the Solis baronial family already possessed economic power comparable to a viscountcy.

The frontier territory we governed was vast, with many undeveloped lands, and aside from being adjacent to the demon realm, its sheer size was close to that of a central earldom.

 

"However, if I may speak frankly, even so, we are just a barony in the frontier, and we cannot go against the tide.

Our military strength is limited, and our fangs are still too small.

 

With a newly rich and continuously growing barony, a business-savvy current lord, and a next lord with a reputation for valor, both surrounding enemies and allies will become increasingly wary, and we may stumble in unexpected places."

 

Having spoken this far, I took a breath.

This analysis of the current situation was something that everyone present already understood.

 

"As far as I am concerned, since the previous campaign was entangled in the succession dispute between the enemy's first and third princes, I believe that this will not be the end of it. And when the next time comes, we will be the ones in the line of fire.

 

Last time, it was just a fluke that our strategy worked, and the same trick will probably not work next time.

In the current situation, if we were to clash head-on with 1,000 iron cavalry, we would suffer devastating damage.

 

In preparation for the near future, we need to build up our forces to at least the level of Viscount Gorman, and preferably Viscount Kirias.

Now is the time to accumulate strength and sharpen our fangs. To that end, Father needs to assume a position befitting his current power (viscount), and we need to accumulate more economic and military strength than we have now.

 

If we do that, we can openly increase our military strength and recruit citizens to match our family status, right?

I believe the first priority is for Father to make that decision and to work through the Margrave of Hastburg to make it happen."

 

"What?!"

 

Father was speechless at my unexpected counterattack.

 

The limitations of being a frontier baron would be a major shackle for the Solis baronial family in the future.

I had thought this for a while now.

 

"The Margrave of Hastburg has already given an informal indication of your promotion to viscount, hasn't he?"

 

This was an unfounded bluff.

However, we had sufficiently accumulated achievements, such as supporting the neighboring territory during the famine, the victory in the Southern Gate Annihilation Battle, and the dispatch of the relief unit this time.

 

Taking another breath, I deliberately continued slowly and forcefully.

This was the most important part for me.

 

"Along with strengthening our military power, it is also necessary to further secure mages and, at the same time, keep it as secret as possible.

 

I strongly recommend the creation of a magic corps as a trump card in times of crisis on the battlefield.

If possible, I would like this task to be entrusted to me, and I would like to be put in charge of the magic corps.

We will invite Commander Weiss as a strategist to devise effective tactics, and we will strengthen and militarize the magic corps.

 

And as a base to conceal the magic corps and as a defense for the south of the barony, I would like you to entrust me with the governance of Teigun and its surrounding area..."

 

"Takuhir, that's not fair!"

 

My brother interjected here.

 

"Brother Darek is the next head of the family. He's in a position to stand above us, and besides, he just became the commander of the Solis Iron Cavalry Corps the other day, didn't he?"

 

Since studying under Weiss-san, my brother's swordsmanship had reached the [Master] level, his riding ability had improved, and he had become knowledgeable in military strategy. He was already at the top level in the Solis baronial family, excluding the three [Sword Saints].

 

And I knew that he would continue to grow and would display tremendous power if he were to command an army.

 

"The above is my 'solution' to Father's 'question.' What are your thoughts, Father?"

 

Having said this, I gave a deliberately wicked smile.

 

"..."

 

Father fell silent.

 

"You have completely lost. Now it is your turn to be tested on your magnanimity to accept the wise man's proposal."

 

Mother said with a smile.

 

Yes, the one person I absolutely couldn't make an enemy of was, of course, Mother.

 

Father, who had brought this on himself, was holding his head in his hands.

I was a little happy that I had gotten the chance to say what I had been unable to say for so long, thanks to Father's mischievousness.

 

"There seem to be points worth considering, however..."

 

"M-Y-D-E-A-R!"

 

"Regarding the proposal, we will implement it from what is possible... we will try to..."

 

"AND?"

 

"The magic corps, including the mages, should still be under my..."

 

"SNAP!"

 

Mother's smile froze again.

 

"Eek!"

 

I thought I heard Father's scream.

 

"W-well... regarding the magic corps, as the lord of the Teigun area, I officially recognize it."

 

"Whom?"

 

"This matter... we... shall recognize all of Takuhir's proposals, and entrust the mages, the magic corps, and Teigun entirely to Takuhir..."

 

"Well done"

 

Mother smiled the brightest smile of the day.

 

I deeply thanked Mother. Along with an indescribable fear.

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