
“Yes. We will also consider a gift for you at our conference
next, so I want you to attend.”
“Yes, Milord!”
Pride filled Gabil's face as he flew. He must have just remembered that I
pointing it to the leadership of Tempest earlier.
A month has passed since Walpurgis, and with all the new people, everything
things are going fast around town. In the middle of it, Geld finally
back with Spatial Motioned. It was the first time I saw him inside
for a moment, and he looked very disappointed.
“I... glad to see you again, Geld.”
He sighed at my pensive greeting. “I must say, Sir
Rimuru, I'm looking at you more often now.”
“Wah! Where did it come from?”
No one doubted the respect in his voice as he turned away
his eyes are tired of me. I haven't done anything noticed recently, so I don't know what he's talking about. What happened to him inside
a few weeks?
“Good..”.
To me, the story Geld has is a classic tale of incompetence
new employee. He has organized the prisoners into groups, he said,
deploy them to these or that allied forces. Many walk with
good. Afterwards, he praised this troop in the midst of the survey work and
clearing their land, but certain problems were quickly discovered.
High orcs have no problem using Mind Communications to
chat with each other, work as a team even in silence,
but we need a different plan with that magic-born mix
get involved here. Verbal instructions are incomprehensible — and besides, many of the main staff, including Geld, are not so great at making themselves clear. Was
one thing to be able to do something, but another thing to explain it with
clear and clear to others. Many craftsmen like him faced problems
that same.
This means that people are as efficient as Geld and his team, things fall apart when people
others involved. The result frustrated him. Magic-born is not
great fans are often ruled, so even if you're careful
show them what to do firsthand, many of them
those who are not interested in imitating your actions gently. Those who,
as Geld said, it still did not meet its quality. I can see
that's. More people does not always mean a better job. Collect
a bunch of idiots, and all you have is a horde in your hands. That
why education is so important.
“Show them, convince them, let them try, and praise them
they — only at that time someone will be moved.”
It was a quote from Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, the commander of the Navy
The Japanese Empire during World War II, and it's something I think every
people in leadership positions need to take heart. This is with the summarizing member
difficulty leading and teaching people, and it also shows that people
find true pride and meaning in their work only when
recognized by others.
Listening to Geld's grunts reminded me of more moments
painful from my office work, in my previous life. Workman
who never listens to you, the people on the stairs who try
hiding their mistakes, the boss who is trying to push the blame on the
someone else. It was not wine and roses for me then and there. Many memories
it's beautiful too, but for me to start from the bad, and I can go all the way
nightly.
Yet every time I get it is so rude:
“Alright, Geld! Let's drink!”I patted her shoulder. Appreciating the staff for hard work is part of
any boss's job, and one way to do it is by
let them vent their grievances and settle all that
it's in their system. I need to pay special attention to Geld, please,
considering how much responsibility he feels for his work —
and so we drank all night, while Geld channeled all the flavors
his pain and worries and I listened carefully.
I plan to gather leadership for the conference the next day
the next morning — but before that, I called Hakuro for a private chat,
contacted him through Mind Communications the night before. I
travel to his place of residence at sunrise.
“Sir Rimuru,” he greeted Me, almost choked with emotion, “come personally
to see Me..” He doesn't look as tired as Geld.
“Sorry to put you through all this tiring work.”
“Oh, not at all, not at all. We have been screening the prisoners
now, so my work is almost done. I have to say, Geld is far away
worse. I finished transferring leadership last night, so no need for
I'm to go back there, at least.”
“Geld... Yeah, looks like he's tough. After I contacted you yesterday, he and I
drink a little while, and it seems like he's thinking about it a lot, you know? Like, like,
until now he could only turn off his brain and focus on his work,
but directing prisoners at work is a big challenge for him.”
“Indeed. He would be easier if he was willing to compromise on matters,
but he was always too serious for that. ”
As Hakuro explained, it would be easy to use the power to
bind this motley group of magic-borns, forcing them to
following orders. But if you do that, you cannot expect
high-quality work out of it. You have to settle here and there, and as
craftsmen, those results were not enough to satisfy Geld.
“I have something else to report to you, Sir Rimuru...But for Hakuro, it was Geld's problem. He turned towards me.
“What is it?” My toot.
“Clayman, as you know, reigns over what is referred to as the Puppet
Nation of Dhistav, a country where the majority of people are in the slave class.
These were all dark elves, no other species, and over a thousand of them
assigned to maintain and manage the castle land alone. ”
“Good. So I see?”
“Yeah... As they explained to me, Dhistav used to be home to a kingdom
elves..”.
The elves? The inhabitants of the Sorcerous Dynasty of Thalion are descended from Elves, too, right?
Are there the same ancestors here? Maybe not — we talk to very
well, geographically wise.
“...It was quite incredible, some ruins of elves remained on the ground. Dark elves
they describe themselves as the guardians of their graves. ”
“Oh?”
Gravekeeper? What kind of grave? Elves has a life expectancy of some kind
who knows how long, besides.
“So, you said there are well-guarded and untouched ruins
from an ancient kingdom that just lay around?”
This is big news for me. Ruins like this are scattered all over the world,
it is often invaded by hunter-gatherer adventurers who make hunts
treasure of their work. Most of them are not happy. Only a few precious ruins have been found at all, and
which was taken clean some time ago. But if there is a possibility
new ruins to explore and exploit...
“Hakuro, I classify this discovery as a state secret. Don't
tell anyone about this for a while — don't let me
go there and survey yourself.”“Yes, my lord,” he said slowly, nodding. He must understand how important things are
these.
found on these sites. It's definitely. That would explain all the Artifacts and magic items that Geld told me were saved. But does that mean
we gotta... You know, take over?
I decided to postpone the assessment for now. The secret seems to
safe with dark elves; word will not come out unless we want it. This
it was the demon lord territory, a forbidden land that no one dared to go to
adventurer. Better go slowly to these ancient ruins — try
overextending ourselves to all of them at the same time
it might backfire.
Everyone is now sitting in our main meeting room. I surveyed
they're all from a custom-made Slime I chair.
“Um, correct. Hello everybody. As some of you already know, I have
promoted to demon lord!”
“““Happy!!”””
They all shouted their words to me, glad and glad
they know it or not. I'm just as happy. I survived a great storm.
“It was a long journey, indeed, yes,” Rigurd observed, “but we
finally succeeded.” Uh, Rigurd, it hasn't even been two years since we met, has it?
Rigur, meanwhile, was crying like a baby. “Truly astounding! Saw
our leader being a demon lord made me filled with emotions... ”
Shion sneered at the crowd like this all was bound to happen. “This is the beginning of
new era for Sir Rimuru!”But really, it was an emotional time for me. The only problem that
what remains is basically the Western Holy Church. If I can handle it, I will
it was easy to create the ideal environment I was looking for.
Full of confidence, I continued my briefing, discussing what we were
decide on Walpurgis.
“Ah, correct. I did not mention this, but it was decided that I was
the official ruler of the entire Jura Forest region. I don't think this has changed much, because
it's been like that for a while. It just means that, you know, if
someone raiding the forest — not those who will do it — we will
fight back with my own name. Also, should we officially
declare our right to this territory, do you think? Or are we safe
just leave it for now? ”
As I spoke, my leadership appearance became even more nervous. Some
they seem very frightened. Whahuh? Did I say something that
lousy?
“U... Whole forest? Really? ”
“Uh, yeah? ”I reply to Rigurd.
“Are you serious?” Benimaru. “Includes all those across
river?”
“Errrr, maybe?”
He was referring to the Great Ameld River that flowed through the forest, dividing it
in two. The other side borders the land under the influence of the Eastern Empire, where
we still have little or nothing to do.
“Is that a problem?” My toot.
“Not a problem for us,” replied Benimaru after some thought, “But I
not believing the area that passed through the river was considered a dryad domain. As far as
this, Mr. Rimuru, you are recognized as the overseer of only those lands that have been
built by dryad himself. For the inhabitants across the river, the coming
the new demon lord would likely prove to be extremely dizzying. ”She smiles all the time — enjoys the thought of slashing each faction
rebels there, no doubt. That's. um. Bad idea.
“If you ask me,” Kaijin denied, “ini is a development that
marvellously. The Demon Lord officially agrees that you have the right to all
the natural resources of the forest, if I understand this correctly. This includes anything
which anyone took from him, on the other hand. That's great news, guys!”
It seems like he read my mind. He's correct. At first it didn't feel like anything
it is large, but potentially explosive. As Kaijin explained to me,
people have been harvesting forest resources secretly for a while
time now. The dryads are willing to let it go to some extent, but
given the general state of lawlessness passing through the Great Ameld, it is a matter of
it is common for people to take wood or produce or anything else from
Jura to the Dwarven Kingdom, making a living from selling. There is no regional authority
to ask permission, there is no stopping them — but now, if
they want to do that or stay in the forest, they need
my approval, and they have to march here to get it.
“U... Oh shit, does this mean we'll get more people here?”
“I think so,” said Shuna, a calm smile on her face. “Now you are
approved demon lord, anyone who fails to come here and swear allegiance
you can be officially labeled as a rebel.”
His opinion should be shared by many Tempest, I think. But why
need a permit after who knows how many years to stay here? That sounds
it is like unnecessary bureaucracy.
“Well, why worry about that now? I mean, if they've
become a forest dweller.”.
“No, no,” reply Rigurd, “demon lord, in a certain way, is a projection
pure power. It's something to be proud of. To a goblin, you
understand, a magic-born with a high magic level is something of
divine presence. ”
“That's right,” Gabil added. “Some of these uncontacted residents
maybe seek protection from the demon lord; someone else can move on
without acknowledging your authority. They have the right to make their own decisions. But even among the lizardmen I used to be with,
the protection of the demon lord would be a literal gift from the gods. Oppose one
unthinkable; Ignoring one, the height of ignorance. Compared
with the risk of angering the local demon lord, it would be a common thing
for them to come and greet you instead. ”
Yet as Shuna said, failing to acknowledge I can even make
You're suspected. If you get attacked for it, you have no right to complain.
Not that I want that, though. So besides, what if you were
a monster who has never heard of me before? How you
knew it?
“At the very least,” said Gabil, “lizardmen came to see you, I assure you. My father
been informed of your ascension!” Wait for. When did they decide to
did that?
“You mean Abil? She's coming?”
“She is! He told Lady Shion about it as well. Ah, he's counting the days
before he can see you in all your demonic glory for himself!”
It's starting to sound big. Very large. Lizardmen are one of the sized races
it was big in the entire Jura Forest. If they take the pilgrimage to see Me as
a gift, I assume that there is no need to say more species
weak of them. But I'm sure the process will be mediocre for anyone
who are familiar with Me, but if not, they may appear at my door
trembling fear. I just look like the latest local despotic to them;
They may panic over making one wrong move and being annihilated or
anything. Maybe there's something we can do to make the whole process
this is more... cold?
Even so ...
“Ha ha! I'm sure Sir Rimuru didn't expect anything more!”
I peeked towards Shion who looked victorious. If he knew Gabil's father would
appear, why didn't he tell me? But I really don't
appreciate that smile on his face. He doesn't care about visitors
these. I swear, he looks like the perfect executive secretary on the outside, though,
but if you want him to actually do the job, forget it.