Save the Starving Frontier! The “Buyer” of the Reversed Chastity World - 19

Chapter 19: Let’s Meet the Margrave!

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“Hey.”

A woman I didn’t know had come. She was probably a noble.

“Welcome. I don’t know anything about etiquette. If you’re fine with that, I’ll talk. If not, then I’ve got nothing to say.”

“You’re refreshingly straightforward. …It’s fine, you don’t need to worry about etiquette. I’ll forgive any rudeness short of violence.”

Well, that was convenient. What did a noble want with me? Not like I even needed to think about it. She was after supplies. Maybe she had caught wind of the cooking rumors.

“What do you want? Name it. I’ll give it to you.”

“No, that won’t be necessary. Today, I’m here to give thanks. On behalf of this domain, I thank you. Thank you, messenger of heaven.”

On behalf of the domain… The moment I heard those words, I dropped to one knee. I’d been told to lower my head.

“Raise your head. This isn’t a formal setting, just behave normally.”

I knew it. This woman was the top of this frontier domain.

“Since this is just an unofficial visit, I’ll just speak as though talking to myself. I am Warsaw Wahlheit, Margrave of the Wahlheit frontier domain. I am grateful to you, messenger.”

I had no idea what to say. She said she was speaking to herself, so I couldn’t really respond. Probably she was giving me room so I wouldn’t feel the need to be overly deferential to a Margrave here.

Once she gave her name, she could only act as the Margrave. Once she revealed her rank, she couldn’t meet me as an anonymous individual. That was probably why she avoided that.

“All right, then. So, Warsaw-san, what do you want?”

“You catch on quickly, that helps. I just have to see for myself what’s happening right now. Can you give me a little demonstration?”

I answered her request by “buying” the dug-up soil. Then, when I ordered food through the internet mall, the Margrave was visibly astonished.

“So this is the divine work of the messenger!”

“Whether I’m a divine messenger or not, I don’t know. But I can provide food. Bring me things I can buy, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

The Margrave, having seen my ability firsthand, seemed fired up. She turned toward me and bowed her head. Then she handed me a necklace. It had a family crest engraved.

“What’s this?”

“It bears the crest of my Margrave house. If you wear this around your neck, no noble in this frontier will make unreasonable demands of you. Think of it as a charm and keep it with you.”

This was quite the charm. A crest-bearing ornament like this should’ve been bestowed only in an official ceremony. For her to give it here without any official ceremony meant she wanted to secure me so that no other group could monopolize my power.

“I’ll gratefully accept it. Since you know the frontier domain inside out, let me ask you this question. What’s lacking? Both the commoner district and the noble district.”

“Food is being distributed for now. What we need are reconstruction supplies for the city. Stone and lumber.”

Got it. I didn’t have stone or lumber, so I provided plywood and cement materials. The actual stone and wood would be produced by the workshop’s district. Which meant what they really needed was tools.

“For lumber, axes and saws. And hammers for driving wedges.”

The method for splitting lumber was called wedge-splitting. You drove a wedge straight into a log, left it to dry, and as the wood shrank, it split along the wedge. So I provided saws, planes, nails, clamps, and the like to process the lumber into boards.

“I can’t provide stone. It’s not in the catalog. So learn how to handle this cement.”

When I provided cement, the knights gathered to learn the mixing method. Some had masonry experience, so they managed to prepare properly kneaded cement for trial use.

“…This will do. And the wedges are made from iron, so they can split stone as well. With these materials, I’ll mobilize the noble district’s craftsmen.”

“Be sure to work together with the craftsmen of the commoner district as well.”

When I warned her, she assured me that wouldn’t be a problem. The noble district also had craftsmen, but they already worked in coordination with those from the commoner district.

Sometimes they were working as general contractors or site foremen, but basically they followed the instructions of the Margrave or the knights and gathered materials collectively. The commoner district’s craftsmen had already started working. Now that the noble district’s craftsmen had regained strength with food, they would be joining in.

“The buildings in the noble district also suffered severe damage. Many have collapsed roofs and are exposed to the elements. We must restore them.”

Of course. Even if food was secured, without clothing and shelter, people froze. And when people froze, they died. In suffering bad enough to kill, hearts grew savage and violent.

When people’s basic needs are met, they can learn courtesy.

Only when hunger and cold were overcome could people truly remain human.

“In the name of the Margrave House, I declare that the man called Kaito is the messenger of heaven. Any who disrespect him will not be forgiven by my house.”

“I’ll accept that gratefully. Forgive me if I lack manners.”

When I said that, the Margrave lady laughed. Nice, I’d secured myself a powerful backer.

“By the way, does Kaito have a wife?”

“No. Though there are a few women I’m close with.”

Etna and Aisha, for example. When I said that, the Margrave gave me a suspicious look and leaned closer.

“I’m a little older, but does the messenger have no interest in a noble? I’d like to tie you down by bearing your child.”

“It’s an honor to be told that by a beauty like you.”

This Margrave was way too lewd. Big chest, slim waist, tall, with a round ass. Her body was insanely erotic. She was maybe around thirty. She had the ripe body of a woman overflowing with allure. She must’ve been popular, no doubt about it.

“As a Margrave, you could have your pick of men. Be satisfied with that.”

“On the contrary, I would serve you. Noble or Margrave, no rank surpasses the messenger of heaven. If you wish, I’ll gladly crawl on the ground and devote myself to you.”

She whispered that softly in my ear. Her breath was sensual. To be served by such a beauty… Being a messenger was amazing.

In this world, women were the dominant gender, yet I could make even one like her submit. I appreciated the high evaluation, but in the end it was all thanks to my cheat ability. So for my own sake, I had to use this cheat to the fullest for the people of the domain.

The domain would benefit. And if the domain repaid me, I’d benefit too. As long as my safety was secured, nobody lost anything. It was a win-win solution. I’d exploit this cheat to the fullest.

“Your Excellency. The messenger doesn’t seem to avoid women. If anything, he probably doesn’t fear them. I think he’d be proactive in child-making as well.”

“Is that so, Sharon? Then would this body serve as a reward or return gift for the messenger?”

Oh, it would. She was a voluptuous beauty the likes of which you’d rarely see even in Japan. Huge breasts, too. But Margrave-sama almost seemed like she was putting on a brave face.

“Who could complain about a beauty like you? Rank doesn’t matter. It’d be an honor if you’re willing to be with me.”

“Is that so! Then I’ll borrow a lodging house!”

She suddenly pulled me along. With un-noblelike forcefulness, the Margrave seized my hand and dragged me to the lodging house. Well, maybe that kind of forcefulness was noblelike too. But being this reckless about appearances wasn’t noblelike at all.

“You’re the first man not to flinch at these huge breasts! I can’t let this chance slip! Bear me a child!”

Uh, okay. So in this world, big breasts weren’t valued? From the way she said it, maybe they were too intimidating and scared men off?

This Margrave… She’s so beautiful, yet not popular.

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