Reincarnated into a Game As the Hero’s Friend

I asked Rafed for some deception information and then went to the backstreet slum to thank Old Man Bert.

Neurath and Schunzel were waiting nearby, but I was struck by the fact that the tense atmosphere I had felt before was gone. Perhaps it was my imagination, but the residents seemed to have calmed down a bit.

I was also glad to hear that the work was going well.

I thanked Old Man Bert. Human beings make mistakes by saying unnecessary things at times like this, so I was really careful. I left after leaving a minimum number of greetings and token of thanks for their cooperation.

“Oh, my shoulders are stiff. We still have to check the construction sites in the affected areas.”

“It seems to me that Welner-sama didn’t have to do some of these things today.”

“Well, postponing them further will only cause harm.”

I responded to Schunzel.

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I felt like I was making a spectacle of myself when I remembered the way the residents looked at me as I visited the damaged areas, but that’s beside the point.

“The people in the affected areas didn’t seem to have lost their will to live yet, either.” (Schunzel)

“That’s for sure.” (Welner)

Looking at the site where cheers could be heard, it would make you feel that people were no longer afraid of the Demon Army. It was necessary to confirm such voices and help motivate people at the site, so today’s detour was not a waste of time.

With that in mind, I returned to the mansion and was immediately greeted by Lily.

“Thank you for your hard work, Welner-sama, but you are on foot today?” (Lily)

“Yes, I’ve been to many places today that were mostly accessible by foot traffic.” (Welner)

“Oh, then I will make sure to brush your jacket.” (Lily)

“Thank you, please.” (Welner)

Lily herself didn’t mind, but it wasn’t something that a noblewoman or a lady would usually do.

I think it would take Lily some time to get used to the noble’s rules and manners, and slowly master them.

In that sense, I wondered if it was better for her to be in a more light-hearted position so that she could spend a little more time studying.

While thinking about this, I returned to my room to find Frenssen waiting for me. He gave me some documents and instructions on some arrangements to be made inside the Zeavert’s Knight Order. A generous reward was offered to the knights and squires who saved their comrades and colleagues, equivalent to the reward for defeating the enemy.

On the other hand, there were apparently a couple of knights who got drunk on victory drinks and went on a rampage, so they were strictly ordered to participate in debris removal work for five days with their upper bodies naked.

Although there were some injured, thankfully, there were no casualties. Still, I told Frenssen to make sure we paid the victim’s medical bills.

“Are they being a little lazy?” (Welner)

“Max is angry that the commander is getting too arrogant and needs to work on his training.” (Frenssen)

“They angered Max…” (Welner)

I guess it was not a problem that could be dismissed as if it were someone else’s problem.

When you keep winning, you start to lose your edge. Although I believed that Max would take care of it, I didn’t think it was a problem that could be left to others. I didn’t have sufficient experience to do it. However, I think it was important for me to be present at the meeting.

While I was thinking about this and signing the documents, Frenssen brought me a small jar and a package of solid food that he had left on his desk.

“And this here, sir.” (Frenssen)

“Oh, that was quick.” (Welner)

“The solid samples were made quickly, but the liquid ones will take a lot of time and effort to transport.” (Frenssen)

“I see, that can’t be helped.” (Welner)

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