Tuesday, September 16, 2025

[WN] Hidden Reincarnated Hero : Chapter 115


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115 Arrival in Triange

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Translator : PolterGlast


We finally arrived in Triange. It took twice as long as a normal trip because we had to stop and greet the noble families along the way.

 

Triange has the sea to the south and steep mountains to the north. To the east is Zawalifi, which has a dungeon, and the highway has a decent amount of traffic. However, to the west is the territory of Count Parton, and while there is a road, there's not much traffic.

 

I said hello to this Count Parton last, but he was a real piece of work. There were traces that he had erased his criminal record several times, and even now, he wasn't doing anything good. I almost spoke up to this person I had no desire to be close to, but I held my tongue. Still, I'm wondering if that was the right thing to do.

 

He's the kind of person who will be eliminated first when the Princess's reforms progress, but there's no telling when that will be.

 

I hate it. Why are people like that nobles?

 

The government office was made of wood. It looked like an old wooden elementary school from my previous life. Since it was spring, I almost felt like I could hear Aogeba Tōtoshi (仰げば尊し /  a Japanese graduation song).

 

The building that will be the lord's mansion—currently the magistrate's mansion—is a few minutes' walk from the government office. It's made of stone but also looks old. It felt like a classic, tasteful Western-style house.

 

As we got off the carriage in front of the entrance, the servants were lined up in two rows to greet us.

 

From among them, a short, blue-haired man in his thirties with a prominent belly stepped forward.

 

"We have been waiting for you. My name is Joshua Banarji, and I serve as the magistrate of Triange. My title is baron."

 

His bow was polite. He didn't seem like a bad person.

 

"I am Toi Footscythel. This is my fiancée, Anneliese. It's a pleasure to meet you."

 

"My name is Anneliese. It's a pleasure to meet you."

 

"How polite. The pleasure is mine. Please, come inside."

 

Banarji-san showed us in.

 

The inside of the mansion was as old as the outside.

 

You could call it tasteful, but "it looks like it's haunted" would be a better description.

 

When we entered the reception room, a maid served us tea.

 

The tea leaves were probably not as good as the Royal Family's or the Duke's. Well, it is a viscount's tea, after all.

 

"I apologize for the sudden request, but could you gather all the servants? The entrance hall is fine. After that, please call the military and civil officials who are in charge."

 

"Understood."

 

Banarji-san immediately gathered the servants.

 

The mansion was smaller than the one in the royal capital, but it had 3 butlers, 10 maids, and 8 other servants. That's quite a lot.

 

"First, I would like all the servants to sign this magical contract. All those who work under me are bound by a magical contract."

 

Mondark's son, Jewel, showed them a stack of magical contracts on a tray.

 

"I am a former commoner. I only know the bare minimum of noble etiquette. I don't intend to be bound by formality or tradition. To you, I might be a crude and barbaric lord. Only those who are okay with that should sign the magical contract. You have ten days to think about it. Of course, for those who don't want to sign, I will pay a severance pay corresponding to the number of years you have worked here. And rest assured, I will not harm you just because you resigned."

 

They might not feel reassured by those words, but it's better than not saying anything.

 

"From now on, this Mondark will oversee the household. Please think about your future, keeping that in mind. That is all. Dismissed."

 

I don't know how many servants will remain, but if the worst happens, I can just bring the servants I left in the royal capital.

 

Next were the military and civil officials.

 

About 30 military officials and 5 civil officials were gathered in a room that looked like a conference room. The ratio was what you'd expect from the "muscle-brain" mentality; the number of civil officials was quite low. It couldn't be helped, but it gave me a headache when I thought about the future.

 

I entered the conference room with Gandarvan, Barth, Jojok, Lin, Solidia, and Edward.

 

"I am Toi Footscythel. There may be some among you who come from noble families, but I am a former commoner. I was an explorer. Some of you might not want to serve a former commoner like me. If that's the case, please feel free to come forward. I will write a letter of introduction to Princess Ermelda."

 

The sons and daughters of nobles probably don't want to serve a former commoner like me. Those people will be accepted by the Princess.

 

Those who love authority and power will likely go to the Princess.

 

"Also, I'm entrusting the Knight Order to this Gandarvan. He is the Knight Commander. And the Vice Commander will be Barth over there. Some of you might not want to be subordinates to newcomers like Gandarvan and Barth. Please think about your future, taking all of this into consideration."

 

When I mentioned the Knight Commander and Vice Commander, a stir arose among the knights, who had been listening quietly until then.

 

The civil officials didn't react much, but the knights seemed greatly agitated.

 

Did they think they could keep their jobs as they were?

 

If they thought things would continue as before even with a change of rulers, they must have a naive view of the world.

 

"May I ask a question?"

 

A knight in his fifties with brown hair mixed with gray raised his hand. I gave him permission.

 

"What will happen to Commander Ringer?"

 

"I don't know everyone's names, positions, or faces yet. Commander Ringer, please step forward."

 

"Sir!"

 

A large knight in his late thirties stepped forward.

 

"I'm sorry, Ringer, but Gandarvan is the Knight Commander. You, along with Barth over there, will be a Vice Commander."

 

Ringer made a bitter face. You should hide that.

 

"If you are dissatisfied, please feel free to come forward. As I said earlier, I will write you a letter of introduction to Princess Ermelda."

 

"I would like some time to think."

 

His face showed he was quite dissatisfied.

 

"That's natural. Not just you, Ringer, but everyone, please think it over carefully. Then, those of you who are willing to serve me, please sign this magical contract. The contract is just about not leaking information you've acquired about me and the Footscythel family, not about swearing loyalty to me."

 

Handling personal information is important.

 

"I've never heard of knights signing a magical contract!"

 

" " "That's right! We've never heard of it!" " "

 

The knights were making a fuss. Is this their knightly pride?

 

But the louder they protested, the more common their jobs were and the lower their levels were. I don't feel any motivation from you at all.

 

And some of them have criminal records. Seriously...

 

Why am I so tied to criminals?

 

"Lastly, I will check the record cards of everyone who works for me. I will check the record cards of everyone who decides to work for me, and I will check them twice every three years after that. I will not accept any refusal to do so."

 

A big stir.

 

Since some of them have criminal records, this will probably cause them trouble.

 

"We knights serve our lords with loyalty! Are you saying you don't trust our loyalty!?"

 

The knight who said that was the one with the criminal record.

 

"You're saying that checking your record card means I don't trust your loyalty? What kind of relationship do we even have when we just met today? If you want me to trust you, first show me your record card. Then you can voice your opinion."

 

"Ugh."

 

"Show me your record card."

 

"I-I won't serve you! What do you think a knight is?!"

 

"Then that's too bad. But I can't write a letter of introduction to Princess Ermelda for you."

 

"That's a breach of promise!"

 

"I can't introduce a suspicious person who won't show their record card to Princess Ermelda. I think you can understand that, right?"

 

You, a criminal, should understand that you can't survive in a place where you have to show your record card.

 

"I'll also say this to everyone else: I can't introduce someone with an unknown criminal background to anyone. Those who refuse to show their record card will have to find a new job on their own."

 

You all understand this, right? I don't need anyone who can't even understand that.

 

"I'll decide on the other positions gradually. Until then, please continue to work as you have been. Those who wish to resign, please come forward within ten days. If you show me your record card and you have no criminal record, I will give you a severance pay and a letter of introduction."

 

Criminals will receive neither a letter of introduction nor a severance pay.

 

By the way, a severance pay system doesn't exist in this world. They say they'll give something to the bereaved family if someone dies in battle, but there's nothing for people who simply resign or retire due to old age.

 

Nevertheless, I'm prepared to pay a severance pay to ensure they resign amicably. It's also a way to cut ties cleanly.

 

"That is all. For resignations, please come to me, Gandarvan, or Barth."

 

The civil officials listened silently, but I wonder what they'll do.

 

Fortunately, Banarji-san and the five civil officials had no criminal records.

 

And the information from my Detailed Appraisal suggests that the civil officials are not incompetent.

 

I hope they'll work for me, but even if they don't, I'll still provide them with a severance pay and an introduction.

 

On the other hand, the Knight Order seems to need a complete restructuring.

 

Starting with Ringer, the former Knight Commander, nearly half of those gathered had committed some kind of crime.

 

Several of them had even changed to the Bandit job. Are you kidding me?

 

I'll say this now: after you resign, you're commoners.

 

If you refuse to show your record card at that point, you'll be arrested for obstructing official duties.

 

You are already cornered. If you do anything stupid, I'll have you arrested and punished according to your crimes.

 

I immediately handed Gandarvan a list with the names of the criminals.

 

"Have Sodon keep an eye on them."

 

"Understood."

 

It would probably be best to arrest them here and now, but why should I be resented by these people and their associates? The crimes they committed while the Royal Family was in charge should be prosecuted by the Royal Family.

 

But these people will probably hate me. They'll completely forget the things they've done and hate me for it. I'm sure of it.

 

I didn't get this territory to clean up the Royal Family's messes, so please don't hate me for this, you people.

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