The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 109

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Chapter 109

“Ah… but what should we do?”

Delmia said, looking around with frightened eyes.

“All these people haven’t been able to make a living this whole time, right?”

“That’s right.”

Harrison nodded.

“Now those people need to figure out what they’ll eat to survive… You’ll have to think about it carefully.”

“…Me?”

“Yeah.”

The immature youngest immediately passed the task to his sister who had just been freed from the curse.

“Big Sister made deals with the Dark Mages for wheat. She’ll probably lose her marquis title and serve prison time at the Magic Tower. Then you’ll be the next marquis.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

Delmia cried out in despair, her eyes wide at the harsh reality.

“You want me, who’s only studied theology, to manage a territory as large as the Naisar Marquis Territory? That’s a complete nightmare!”

“It’s not that big anymore. Many retainers have become independent.”

“Independent?”

“We spent a lot of money because of your forest. The territories farthest from the forest left one by one.”

“What? That’s how Sears fell into ruin! That’s why their land is smaller than the nearby Count Joachim Territory! And we were heading the same way?”

“Are you seriously comparing Sears to us right now?”

Harrison asked incredulously at Delmia’s outcry.

“Obviously our situation was much worse!”

He assessed the situation objectively.

“With the Cursed Forest in the middle, our territory became even poorer. The land where we could produce crops kept shrinking.”

Then he shrugged, pointing to the people emerging from the forest.

“And now we have even more people?”

Delmia’s hands trembled at the desperate reality.

“To think I’d be punished like this… But it’s not like I did it on purpose!”

“Well, I’m going to leave on an adventure.”

Harrison quickly backed out.

“I think I can take care of myself as a freelance mage. It’s better to have one less mouth to feed, right?”

The youngest was still immature.

“Or since our parents will return soon, you could hand this messed-up territory back to those two old, sick people.”

That’s when it happened.

The sound of a beast barking and running could be heard from far away.

Not only Delmia and Harrison, but even Cheria, who was busy identifying the territory residents, widened her eyes. A familiar girl with platinum hair was riding on a pitch-black wolf.

Brisa kept insisting it was a ‘dog,’ but in everyone else’s view, that creature was clearly just a wolf.

“Brisa!”

Harrison ran to her in surprise.

“Are you okay? Huh? What happened in there…”

“Let’s talk about the past after we solve the meal situation first.”

Brisa got down from the wolf and asked Harrison.

“Is Warp working? We need to check that first if we want to make a living.”

“Uh, huh? Warp?”

Harrison, whose emotional reunion had been cut short, tilted his head.

“I haven’t checked yet, but…”

“Then hurry up and check. You said Warp wasn’t working because of the curse’s magic field.”

“But even if Warp works, it won’t solve anything.”

Harrison answered hesitantly.

“We don’t have money to buy food. We’ve been spending money everywhere trying to break this curse.”

Eventually, Delmia hung her head low. Even though it wasn’t intentional, everything was Delmia’s fault.

Brisa looked at her and said coldly.

“Anyway, we got land. We need to grow something and sell it. For that, distribution is essential.”

“But even though we got land, it’s winter now, Brisa.”

Harrison objected. They’d have to wait about a month for early spring to come.

“Well, even if we generously say it’s a bit warmer because it’s the Southern Region, all the crops that were frozen in time will die from the cold when spring or summer comes.”

“Right.”

Brisa nodded at the pessimistic opinion. Then she raised her eyebrows and asked.

“So it would be close to a miracle if I made the Naisar Marquis Territory able to make a living?”

“Well… I guess so?”

Looking at Harrison’s clueless face, Brisa made a proposal.

“Then promise me. If I help the people here make a living, you’ll leave Cheria Naisar’s punishment to me.”

“Well, I’ll promise, but…”

Harrison was about to continue objecting with ‘Ah, I mean, how are you going to…’ when it happened.

Groaning sounds came from behind.

“Ah, this is heavier than I thought…”

“Still, it’s manageable, isn’t it? I’m bursting with energy working alongside Your Highness!”

Alpheus and Maximus were dragging something heavy. It was the transparent leaves that had drooped when Delmia regained consciousness.

“There.”

Brisa said, crossing her arms.

“It’s winter, but we need to hurry up and grow something.”

On this land where winter had suddenly arrived, Brisa was thinking of building a greenhouse.

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