Translator: Cinder Translations
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After a brief moment of astonishment, the two beauties quickly regained their composure.
The blonde girl tilted her head back, "Hmph, the northwest bay is the northwest bay. As long as they can't find it, that's fine."
Her demeanor, her tone... how should I put it? Paul suddenly felt a familiar sensation. After pondering for a while, he suddenly realized—tsundere. Isn't this tsundere? He used to think it only existed in anime before crossing over, but unexpectedly encountlered it in reality now, which oddly excited him a bit.
"Where are you two from?" he inquired again, his tone extremely polite. Because of the decorations on the clothing under the cloak of the blonde girl, one glance was enough to tell that these weren't things an ordinary person could wear, not even something an ordinary noble could afford.
At least in Paul's memory, he hadn't seen nobles from the northwest wearing such things. But to say he had no impression at all was not entirely true. Oh! Right, he vaguely remembered seeing similar decorations in a portrait he had seen as a child, a portrait depicting a figure of importance in another Country. This little girl's identity wasn't simple.
Dealing with these two... it's better to be polite.
"We come from the Gabella Empire. My name is Betty D'Arshi, and I am a wandering scholar. This is my guardian, Mary."
"A scholar again? Another scholar?" Paul muttered sarcastically. Are there scholars dressed like this? It's too suspicious. Miss Ladia's dress was more normal, wasn't it?
But he didn't intend to meddle more. Whether the other party was a noble girl who ran away from home or an exile from a foreign royal family, their comings and goings were their own business. If family members or enemies came looking for them, they could handle it themselves.
As long as they didn't break the law, he wouldn't interfere. But if something serious like kidnapping or murder occurred on his land, he would definitely take action—provided the other party wasn't bigger than him.
Speaking of which, should a public safety department be established to manage security matters in his territory?
"These few are?" Just as Paul was lost in thought, the blonde girl spoke up.
"Oh, sorry. The ones on horseback are my subordinates, and the others are from the Lichman Adventurers from the south. By the way, it was Miss Ladia with green hair who shot and killed the black-spotted tiger with an arrow. She's also a scholar like you."
Paul felt a pang of guilt for forgetting to introduce the person who had made the greatest contribution.
The two beauties bowed to the scholar, perfect in their etiquette, further confirming to Paul that they were indeed from noble families.
The scholar returned the gesture, briefly pausing her gaze on the blonde girl who claimed to be a scholar.
The tall beauty asked, "Do you know of any nearby place we could stay?"
Paul raised his whip and pointed in the direction of Alden Town, "Head east for another half day's journey, and you'll reach Alden Town. It's where my mansion is located. If you don't mind, you can travel with us."
"In that case, Earl, we'll trouble you."
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Back at the resting place, Quill, who had been waiting there, widened his eyes: Did this guy bring back two beauties with him after a trip? Could it be a cliché hero-rescues-damsel scenario?
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Firearms in a Fantasy World
FantasyTransmigrated as the young Earl of a declining noble family, Paul Grayman sets out to take his territory to the peak. Armed with the knowledge of the modern world, he will create firearms, paper, porcelain, industrial tools and much more. Follow Pau...
