Typhoon shelters are not breezy cities after all.

There are no dinner parties, no countless maids, no spacious estates. All the nobles were forced to eat the same food as the inhabitants, wear coarse cloth clothes, and their only activity was to carry axes or hoes to work in the forests and fields.

The old nobles, who had once stood firmly by Olmedo's side, split into different factions after breaking away from Breeze. As if strife is the eternal purpose of human beings.

In addition to internal worries, there are also external troubles.

For example, some real enemies, evil creatures in the forest......

The wandering orcs, kobolds, and gnolls dare not approach the town, and the vampires and nezumi will be dealt a fatal blow as soon as they sneak into the town, but the strange creatures in the Third Demon Beast Mountain Range cannot be avoided.

The first to encounter them was Martin, who ran into the forest to pick apples. It was a lone Dementor wandering the forest and spotting Martin with a basket. Luckily, he was lucky, and it didn't take long for the Dementor to possess Martin's head before he left disappointed.

The woodcutters and women did not dare to go deep into the forest, but Martin did.

"What can't kill us will only not kill us." Martin, with his basket on his shoulder, prepares to step into the forest.

"Olmedo! Olmedo! Olmedo! ”

At this moment, Leila ran by with a shout like an alarm bell.

……

"Are you crazy!"

Losi shouted at Crean incredulously, "Our order is to wait here for Lord Annan!" ”

"We don't have a chance to get stronger here." Crean shook his head.

This young man, who has progressed from being an outcast, to becoming an adjutant in the musket team, has transformed into a resolute man after experiencing the rat tide.

"I've decided."

He picked up his baggage and was blocked in the room by Fermi, who was standing in the doorway.

"I didn't have a magic musket, and I wouldn't tell anyone outside about it." Crean looked at him calmly.

"Without Lord Annan, you're just an outcast!"

Lossy's roar came from behind, and Crean stared at Fermi and replied, "So I'm going to be stronger...... Lord Annan is working hard for the territory, and we can't do nothing. ”

"Do you want to come with me?"

Rossi hesitated a little because of Kerion's words, but still shook his head firmly: "I will not leave with you, it is our duty to obey orders." ”

Crean didn't speak, and continued to look at Fermi.

Fermi, stripped of his graffiti-covered plate armor, wears a cloth coat, but still looks like a warrior.

He moved out of his place and suddenly asked as Crean passed by, "What did they give you?" ”

“…… An opportunity to become a professional. ”

Silent figures appeared in the clearing, and they converged with Crean and walked silently out of town.

Those who remained looked at them, and no one stopped them. Because it was a decision shared by Annan and Olmedo: no one would be prevented from leaving Typhoon Shelter Town.

"Idiot...... I actually believe that outsiders will give you the opportunity to ......," Fermi said mockingly. Crean actually believed in the aristocracy...... So he let Crean go. "Only Lord Annan would do that......"

Rosie didn't say anything, and he thought sadly that they shouldn't see each other again.

"Olmedo! Olmedo! Olmedo! ”

Then, he saw Annam-sama's sister running past with an alarm bell-like shout

……

Olmedo sat in his second-floor study overlooking the town.

From Breezy to Typhoon Shelter, Olmedo is still so busy that it seems to have an endless deal of business to take care of.

But apart from the vast forested mountains outside the window, there's nothing easier here than in Breezy City.

For example, the development of the town is rapid, and residential houses and commercial streets are built one after another. But compared to the daily consumption of thousands of people, the tax revenue brought is a drop in the bucket.

Typhoon Shelter towns begin to come to the attention of nearby towns, and when they discover the unimaginable wealth they possess, they are eager to do so—not thieves and robbers, but lords and nobles.

No one needs those nobles who don't know anything, but professionals, soldiers, and spellcasters are all valuable treasures. The natives lured the loyal men who came with her with them, and they were like slaves in the market, waiting to be picked by the customers.

"Olmedo! Olmedo! Olmedo! ”

Rela's shout rang out from the window, Olmedo stood up and opened the window, the cold air poured into the study, and Rela, who was downstairs, raised her head and shouted, "Annan is looking for you," and hurriedly ran back.

……

"I need a space prop."

Annan, who asked the guards to move the treasure chest down, thought.

The cheapest space props also cost hundreds of gold coins, and they are still made by dragons, but here "dragon" is derogatory. Thinking of the dragon's money-hungry character...... Annan suspected them of being self-stealing.

The same goes for space props made by mages, they work by allowing them to lead into small spaces. As long as the mage remembers the coordinates of the space, he can easily take out the contents at any time.

It is said that some mages with low morals will deliberately discard the space bag so that passers-by can pick it up from an unknown source and steal their belongings.

The only thing you can trust is the official magic shop of the Tatooon Empire: the Royal Magic Store of Montreal.

The price is the high price itself.

Before opening the portal, Annan remembered something and asked the servant where there was a river or lake.

The servant seemed to have misunderstood something and took him to the open-air bath in the back garden.

Annan circled around the bath and looked out into the hills in the distance. If the angle is right, it looks about the same as a pond......

Three minutes later, Annan, who had found the right angle, opened the portal.

Reela was there, probably guarding the portal, and she ran to call Olmedo back, a fishing rod sticking out of the portal little by little, and the line hanging into the bath.

Then Olmedo arrives and stands next to Rela.

"I got the top 10."

"It's not unexpected......"

Olmedo chuckled, and Annan saw exhaustion in her smile: "Is something going on in town?" ”

"People are starting to leave ......"

"My people?"

"Both."

Annan thought thoughtfully: "I originally wanted to get the fief as soon as possible and take you over, but I wasn't in such a hurry......"

"You want to train those who stay?" Olmedo guessed what Annan had in mind.

"The pinnacle ushers in hypocritical advocacy, and the twilight witnesses true believers." Annan's idea gradually took shape: "What we lack is not the people, but trustworthy officials." ”

“…… I understood, and I wasn't going to do anything next. ”

Annan and Olmedo discussed for a while, and when the portal became unstable, he grabbed the fishing rod: "Stop fishing, the portal is closing." ”

"Right now...... I caught it! ”

Did you really catch a fish in the bath......?

Lela pulled up the fishing rod, and the silver silhouette hanging from the hook "snapped" on Annan's face.

The portal closes at the same time.

Annan hurriedly uncovered the things on his face, and suddenly saw Orin Montreal with a gloomy face standing in front. Annan, who realized something, lowered his head and saw the silver silk underwear clutching in his hand.

(End of chapter)