Chapter 29: Mayor Nambonan

A rustle, and a sense of excitement spread through the plaza.

I took my steps to the stage, trying not to walk too fast, and made my face and voice as dignified as possible.

I made my face and voice as dignified as possible.

Like Viscount Galiana and my grandfather, I used voice diffusion magic to make my voice echo throughout the square.

Being the heir apparent of the Kuordenze family means that he is likely to be the next head of the family.

As you have just been introduced, I executed a traitor in a tavern in Nambonan.

The rumors were true, I thought, as I could hear people whispering to each other here and there.

The people of Nambonan were still too stupid to understand the power of Quardenze.

The citizens who heard my words were outraged at the unthinking rebel's disorder, and more than that, they wailed that they had offended the Quordentse's heir apparent.

A heavy, dark air enveloped the entire square.

'But there is one citizen who has summoned up the courage to tell me that this is wrong. Come ……!”

Without looking behind him, he only waved his hand.

Anna, wearing the same tavern uniform she always wears, appears from behind the partition cloth and stands diagonally behind me, walking step by step.

The fact that she was wearing a tavern uniform seemed to immediately identify her to the citizens watching the stage from afar, and her name was whispered here and there.

'Ah, it's Anna!

Anna continued to introduce herself, a little stiffly, and told them that she was a waitress at a tavern in the city.

Perhaps because of the lack of entertainment in this world, bars are frequented by both men and women alike. Chatting over drinks is a valuable pastime.

She had worked at the tavern for 20 years and seemed to have a wide circle of acquaintances among the citizens, who seemed relieved to see a familiar face on the stage.

As I watched Anna nervously spin her words, the conversation finally turned to the truth of the gossip.

The truth of the gossip is quite unfortunate, as it does not tell any story about an aristocrat who suffered from masturbation and became a rapist because he was excited by a waitress's uniform, but we covered up such a fact and affirmed the rumor that is circulating in the city.

Viscount Galiana also said that citizens want drama.

I have heard from Anna about the history of the struggle of the people of Nambonan.

With that, I told the citizens the Nambonan success story that Anna had told me.

I was glad that I had practiced my speech secretly last night and was able to deliver it without any difficulty.

The people were moved and trembled when I recounted the history of the city in detail.

They must have thought that I was just an aristocrat and wouldn't take the city of Nambonan seriously anyway …….

Too bad. I'm a collector of historical tales.

I advised my father, the Marquis of Quardenze, that the city of Nambonan was too good to be destroyed as it was.

The crowd was so impressed that they groaned and cheered.

In reality, there is no such fact.

There are several plans after the conquest of Nambonan, and the maintenance of the council and the establishment of a higher authority are only one of them. It is, so to speak, a prescribed scenario.

But the citizens do not need to know that. They will be mistaken for wonderful noble sons who appeal directly to the marquis to maintain civil government.

I would move my palms up and down to calm the excitement of the citizens, who would be so excited.

'But my father,' I said. 'But my father said that he doubted that the citizens who elected the council that turned on Quordenze, or those who would plot a rebellion after the conquest of the city, could be trusted. A fair question.”

The citizens fell silent as if cold water had been poured on them.

Every once in a while, a mournful cry could be heard in the distance, “We will not revolt, please believe us.

So I sought the advice of Viscount Galiana, who was familiar with the city of Nambonan.

I handed the reigns of the conversation over to Viscount Galiana.

The conversation proceeded as planned.I decided that it would be better if I did not say anything at this point.

I told him that Viscount Galiana had asked for my advice, which was not the case, and that the Council was in trouble.

The 10 members of the Nambonan Council are equal, and there is no specific chairman.

Apparently, the citizens did not like having one person at the top because it reminded them of the aristocratic lords who once abandoned their citizens.

But in the end, because of that equality, Nambonan made a half-hearted decision and fell easily as a result.

Viscount Galiana explained that a lopsided organization without a strong leader may be good when there is time or in times of peace, but it is fragile in a situation like this.

Nambonan needs a leader with strong authority.”

The people of Nambonan need a strong leader with authority,” Viscount Galiana concluded, to which the people responded, “Yes, yes, yes, yes.

They are the cherry.

The cherry blossom troops, who have been mixed in with the civilian population, complain about the indecisiveness of the council and shout that they need a leader they can count on.

Of course, the soldiers of the Quardenze family, who are connected behind the scenes, and the city guard do nothing to stop them.

Gradually, more citizens began to speak up than there were in the cherry-picking unit.

A leader who knows the history of Nambonan, understands the autonomy of its citizens, and is trusted by the Quordentzes.”

Then Viscount Galiana took a breath.

For a moment, a strange silence enveloped the square.

Then they turned their attention to me standing at the center of the stage.

I have only one person in mind.

Shin, as if time had stopped, the sound disappeared.

The citizens are waiting for Viscount Galiana's answer as to who their leader is.

I ask the citizens of Nambonan. Who is worthy to be the representative …… Mayor of Nambonan?”

But Viscount Galiana will not give that name.

It's Master Wilke!

None other than Master Wilk!

I don't know if it was a cherry blossom unit or just a citizen, but the voice rose as we had planned.

And the voice gradually grew louder and spread to the entire plaza.

Anna squeezed her neck and endured the loud citizens' voices.

My name is shouted, and they call me mayor mayor mayor.

Somehow, the image of swallow chicks seeking food from their parents flashed through my mind.

They may be like chicks with their mouths open in search of food, seeking reassurance.

I point my palm toward the sky and slowly lower it.

With that, all the citizens closed their mouths and listened attentively.

I slowly opened my mouth as if I was speaking to them.

I promise you that I will be the mayor of Nambonan at the request of the citizens of Nambonan.

The surrounding area was filled with cheers, overflowing applause, cheers, and joy.

Citizens widened their joyous smiles and raised their hands high in applause without thinking about the pain in their hands.

Thus, on this day, democracy in Nambonan died.

'Well, well, well, it ended beautifully, didn't it? It is often said that the greater the number of citizens, the less judgment they have.

The surrender announcement meeting was over, and we were having a review meeting in Viscount Galiana's tent.

Everything had gone according to plan, and Viscount Galiana had a beaming smile on her face.

'After all, I don't see how this is any different from rule by the nobility.

The authority of the mayor of Nambonan is powerful.

The mayor of Nambonan has a powerful authority, like a plenipotentiary law, which can be used for anything. To put it bluntly, it is a cheat job.

Moreover, the mayor of Nambonan can only be a member of the Kuordentse family.

What was democracy all about?

Even if you have the right, whether you exercise it or not is another matter. By daring to stage that he leaves it to the residents, doesn't he gain popularity as a mayor who understands the citizens?”

I see.

Since Nambonan was originally semi-independent, it would be enough to keep an eye on it just to make sure it did not go in a strange direction for the time being.

The civil servants who will be transferred from Kuordenze will organize a new city hall to monitor and supervise the Nambonan council, so all I have to do is to check the situation.

Nambonan is not as developed as New Nellie in the current Kuordenze territory, but it is one of the top three, so it is not a bad idea to visit it often for inspection.

Viscount Galiana, his work his finally done, sat deep in his chair and picked up a goblet of liquor.

'Well, whatever it was, it ended best for Nambonan, didn't it?

Is that so?”

It's an ending that does n't seem like much, but I hear it's quite good compared to the post-conquest plan that Viscount Galiana and his father, the Marquis of Quardenze, had devised at the very beginning.

I have felt this for some time, but Lord Wilk has a good understanding of civic politics.

Since he is originally Japanese, he is still a commoner in spirit.

It seems that Viscount Galiana thinks that I am a person who likes commoners because I developed a new product, proposed a business meeting, and talked about the Nambonan city government as I wanted to.

I do indeed like commoners.

The city was absorbed peacefully into the Quordenze territory with little change in life, the city was protected by the ever-victorious General Gulfis, the next Marquis of Quordenze, Lord Wilk, who understands the autonomy of the residents, was appointed mayor, and the citizens are truly happy about it. Where is your complaint?”

Well, when you put it that way, I have nothing to complain about.

The original plan was to take everything from the citizens after the conquest. We were going to rob those who had wealth, and those who had limbs would be reduced to slavery and used as labor. If a city has only commoners, even if we massacre them all, nothing will be said about it.

I see, Viscount Galiana is right, it is the best possible outcome.

At least, I do not plan to burn down the city unless something happens to me, and I do not plan to go on a rampage as a dictator in Nambonan at the moment.

If I do something bad and let Nambonan fall apart, my father, who is thinking of taking over this area, may give up on me and I may not be able to become the next head of the family.

I am sure that is so. It would have been good for Wilk, wouldn't it? It will be a good experience and achievement in the management of the territory.

And?

Then Viscount Galiana broke his throat and broke his face.

He seemed to be saying, “I'm done with the serious talk.

I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun tonight.

Ha-ha-ha.”

I smiled and faked it, thinking that he was talking about Anna.

I can't tell you that on my way home from the presentation, I could not resist the sight of Anna's excited and glowing figure, so I went straight to her house and had a four-shot session with her.