Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortified City by Production Magic~

n average knight would.”

“He’s not even ten years old yet, is he?”

“Does it matter?”

　The discussion became increasingly heated.

“He is certainly an oddity among the nobility,”

　As a team member made such a remark, I replied, crossing my arms.

“I agree.
But of all the noblemen I know, I’d prefer his company to anyone else.”

”No doubt about it.
If that kid becomes the lord of a large fiefdom, what kind of amazing place would it become?”

　I smile at the hopeful words.

“Okay, how’s this? Why don’t we help the boy for a while?”

　My friends respond immediately to the suggestion.

“I’m on board.”

“No objections here.”

“Of course.”

“I have a good feeling about this.”

　I looked proudly at my friends and smiled.

“Thank you.”

[Pluriel] (T.N.
Note: From here, it shifts from Orto’s perspective to Pluriel’s)

　Something had been bothering me, but I didn’t have the time to ask Van about during the after-battle cleanup.

　So, after saying a few words to my comrades who were restraining one of the remaining raiders, I headed over to Van.

　Van was just talking about something with his maid and his slave boy.

“Master Van.
Please, if anything like this happens again, don’t be the first to risk your life.
Promise that you will bet my life and then Kamsin’s before you do anything this dangerous?”

“Okay, okay.
I will”

“You’ll never hear the end of it if you’re lying Master Van… I’m serious.”

“All right, I get it Till.
Don’t cry.”

　Van looks at the maid who has started to cry and becomes visibly distressed while trying to comfort her.
The slave child looks at his hands with a look of extreme determination.

”I need to get stronger, much stronger.”

　The slave child muttered that in a disgruntled manner.

　That slave was just a child, but I got the impression that he was in a hurry to grow up, perhaps due to her master’s influence.
Those kids would give up their lives for Van without hesitation.

”May I have a moment?”

　As I called out to them, the three of them turned around once, though the maid looked away in a hurry.
She smiled as Van quickly helped to wipe away her tears.

“Well lookie here.
You’re so young and you’re already making girls cry.”

　As I crack a joke, Van shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile.

“I try to be honest with girls, though.
Especially with girls I care about.”

　He said something unchildlike again, which made the maid’s face turn bright red.
The maid covered her face with her hands, but her beet red ears betrayed her true emotional state.

　I stare straight into Van’s eyes and open my mouth.

”Van-sama isn’t actually an elf or something, are you? Sometimes you don’t act the way a child of your age would.”

　It was a question that would have considered rude by any other nobleman, but Van laughed without seeming to be particularly bothered.

“Till has been taking care of me since I was a baby.
I’m pretty she knows that I’m just a regular human being.”

　I nodded in agreement with Van’s words.

“Where did you learn the sword?”

　Again, I couldn’t help but ask him without a respectful tone.
But it didn’t seem to bother him this time either, though Van let out a sigh as his facial expression soured a bit.

“You saw that burly knight uncle, right? I received direct training from Dee himself.
I haven’t made much progress, but I am training to become stronger and eventually beat that demon.”

　Van laughed in annoyance as he complained.
Despite his complaints, I could tell he held no ill will against him.

“So, Van-sama’s thinking and knowledge came from Espada, the butler?”

“Yeah.
Though Till did have a big effect on the way I think as well.” 

　After answering that much, Van looked at me while tilting his head.
Why so many random questions? That’s what his eyes seem to be asking me.

　I straightened my back and bowed respectfully.
(T.N.
Note: The MTL translated “back” as “residence”… I don’t even know how that could happen.)

“Because of Van-sama’s swift actions and the power of your sword, I was saved in my time of need.
Thank you, I will never forget this favor.”

　I look up at him, and Van smiles cheerfully.

“It’s okay.
Forget it, no need to get hung up on that.”

　I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at Van, who said that in an easygoing tone.

　This nobleman’s charisma is the real deal, seeing that he has already won the hearts of all the adventurers.