Tensei Kizoku wa Taishi wo Idaku! - Chapter 13: 5-years-old, On the way to the Royal Capital.
Chapter 13: 5-years-old, On the way to the Royal Capital.
(FAQ: Frequently Asked Questions)
(Q: Is there any good way to stand on top of people?)
(A: A relationship of trust is important. Let’s build a relationship of trust on a regular basis.)
(Exactly, FAQ- Fuck …. It’s completely useless)
Isaac was thinking about that while sitting in his shaky carriage bound for the Royal Capital.
The only thing he wrote in his ‘A lord’s path to success’ was ‘do it steadily’.
It didn’t help him in any way whatsoever.
By the time winter entered, he was disappointed.
In the end, the fourth year of his new life became the most sober one.
–Play and move around with Patrick for a healthy body, and take proper rest so that my young body doesn’t take too much stress.
He made friends with Tiffany and Lisa as well as the maids, so he’d be able to naturally ask what girls would be happy with.
In the meantime, he was steadily collecting information about what his parents did and didn’t like.
–The situation around the whole kingdom as well as the Wellrod territory.
Isaac also spent time looking into such things.
This year wasn’t in vain.
It was rather ordinary, but everything he had done during that time was necessary.
However, Isaac was not satisfied.
(I don’t know how to make the aristocrats under the control of the Wellrod’s obey me. What should I do?)
It’s good that he was enthusiastic about doing it, but he didn’t know the future.
Of course, he couldn’t just go around asking people, so he had no choice but to come up with an answer on his own.
(Is this it for me? At first you really look forward to it but later you have to leave it to the flow.)
Although it wasn’t the case, he started to think that way.
Even when he worked in an Izakaya chain, he only went to work according to whatever shift he was given.
He was so busy working that he never experienced things like ‘bringing people together’
That would’ve been a bit different if he lived in his previous world for 5 more years.
However, even if you have the experience from the previous life, you could not apply it to aristocrats.
Dealing with people in an Izakaya chain and dealing with aristocrats were two completely different things.
The carriage bounced again.
The city was leveled with cobblestones, but after many years of use it was now dented and the carriage kept bouncing.
Although the road was well maintained in some places, the carriage still bounced on the small rocks placed here and there.
For Isaac it especially stood out because the suspension in this world wasn’t as good as his beloved convertible from his previous world.
There was something like a spring, but it wasn’t that effective.
Isaac was indulged in his thoughts, because he almost bit off his tongue when he tried to speak.
Lucia, who was sitting next to him didn’t mutter a single word.
It would’ve stayed the same even if Randolph, who alternated between Melinda’s and Lucia’s carriage every other day, was there.
Silence came upon the carriage from the moment it started moving.
(Well, the suspension of the carriage … how did it work in my previous life…)
Isaac just wanted a car, but he ended up buying a convertible after he heard, “when running at 60 km/h, the wind feels like boobs.”
[PR note: what a true man. ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ Respect]
He was not familiar with the mechanism of the suspension whatsoever.
He didn’t even know what to do with the springs.
This was because he didn’t bother to look at the suspension of the car.
(Even though I finally came up with an idea to make money…)
If he developed a carriage suspension, then he would have gained some fame and a great deal of wealth.
It should have been possible to sell those to the aristocrats who mainly use carriages.
But even if he told the craftsmen of the royal capital, they wouldn’t understand.
Isaac’s shoulders droop.
(No, wait. This may not be bad)
It’s not only the carriage…
Pay attention to roads…
(The road is so bad….. it wouldn’t be bad if I could find a way to make the roads better.)
Land routes were the basis of a nation.
No matter how many planes and ships carried the goods, if trucks didn’t carry the goods to each city, the luggage would never reach its location.
It was the same in this world.
In the landlocked country of the Reed Kingdom, land routes were more important than in Japan.
Using better roads as bait, he might be able to get the aristocrats on his side.
Isaac thought so.
In this world, the commoners didn’t only pay taxes, but they contributed labour as well.
However, this system of double tax didn’t sit well with Isaac.
It was a public project that had an impact on the lives of commoners as well, such as road maintenance and river bank protection work.
However, there was no Japan Highway Public Corporation here, the roads wouldn’t be done by experts, so if heavy rain continued for a while then the road would become muddy and useless.
If the road could be paved with the help of civilians then the labour taxes would be eliminated.
And if the labour time got reduced then more time could be put towards agriculture.
If more time was spent on reclamation then the incomes would also increase.
And the profits would be significant, they’d be on a level where aristocrats wouldn’t be embarrassed to take part in it.
Isaac nodded with satisfaction to this idea.
(OK, this will do. I can do this!)
It was not just about having aristocrats on your side.
If the road network was expanded then it would be easier for the army to get mobilized, it could also act as an invasion route for the capital.
Of course, there was a possibility that the subjugation army might attack from the royal capital using the same route, so countermeasures were necessary.
However, the merits far outweighed the demerits.
The Marquisate of Wellrod was located in the southeastern part of the Kingdom of Reed.
And there was a rock salt mine at the southern end of the territory.
The royal family had a monopoly on the mine, but merchants passed through the territory of the Wellrod family for the transit.
A better road would be great if you wanted to appeal to the merchants.
The axles of the carriage were prone to breaking due to the rough road.
It was also difficult to unload the luggage to replace the axles.
If they heard that “the roads in Wellrod territory are well maintained,” a small number of traveling merchants would move their bases to Wellrod territory and carry out activities from there.
If the activities of merchants increased, the Wellrod territory would grow rich.
If you get rich, people will gather around you and make you even richer.
And wealth gives birth to power.
Isaac praised himself for thinking of such a ‘perfectly calculated plan’.
(Okay. I don’t have a mixer truck, so I’ll have to mix it manually, but let’s put up with that. The rest is the material for concrete, and then the asphalt ….. What?)
Isaac stumbled upon a fundamental problem.
He was good enough to know about road maintenance, but he didn’t know how to acquire the things needed to maintain them.
The only thing he remembered was what he once heard from a friend who liked trivia, “Asphalt is the residue left over when you make gasoline”.
He didn’t know where to get crude oil, which was the raw material for gasoline.
Isaac knew of cement, but he didn’t know how to make it.
(Internet …, I need the internet.)
On the internet you could find any information by just searching, “how to make XX”.
In his previous life, Isaac never investigated how to make cement, he did not do it because he wasn’t interested in those things.
Because it was close to him, he neglected it.
It wasn’t until he lost such privilege that he was reminded of its value.
Isaac had a good idea and smiled, but that smile didn’t last very long.
Even if he came up with a good idea, he wasn’t able to put it into practice.
(Oh, yeah. That’s why I wasn’t…)
That’s why he couldn’t couldn’t get a job after graduating.
It was only now that he noticed it.
Isaac wasn’t good at anything.
He thought it would be good to learn after he got a job, but of course he was no match for those who had majored in that field and studied everything for that job.
It was just natural for someone like him to lag during job hunting.
The knowledge that seems to be useful in this world is about war.
However, the only knowledge he had about those things were from historical manga and light novels.
Moreover, the part of the political dispute that seems to be useful to me now was properly skipped as “somehow difficult to understand”.
He didn’t want to learn anything, but he worked hard to graduate.
Not only did he study hard, he also enjoyed his time with his friends and hobbies.
He thought it was normal.
However, all of it backfired.
If he knew something like this would happen then he would’ve spent his time acquiring knowledge.
‘I can’t regret it.’
The phrase was stuck in Isaac’s head right now.
(No, not yet! I can’t give up!)
He was so depressed that he almost cried, but in the end he was able to regain his composure.
(I can’t think of a solution, but I’ve come up with a way to benefit the aristocrats. Even if I can’t implement it right now, I might find a solution as I meet various people. Then there’s the royal capital too, right? It’s still too early for me to give up!)
Isaac did not give up.
He didn’t know much about this world yet.
Thus, it was okay if he got sad over his powerlessness after he knew everything about this world.
He decided to look for other ways to get allies while finding a solution for the current problem.
Isaac began to think positively.
(Sure, I’m an ordinary person, I may not be worthy of becoming a king, but I realized that I’m not an all-rounder in this world. I am nothing but an ordinary person, if so, then I’ll start as an ordinary person.)
Isaac made several decisions.
Even though at times it became frustrating, Isaac’s big dream supported him.
When his thoughts settled to some extent, the carriage stopped.
Apparently, while he was thinking, they arrived at the place where they’d stay for the night.
(From my experience, this seems like a noble house inside the city.)
The Marquis stayed at the aristocratic houses of the counts or the barons who were entrusted with the territory.
The act of ‘staying’ was also an opportunity for aristocrats to interact with each other.
It was an opportunity for Isaac to interact, but he wanted to rest after his long journey.
Lost in thought, Isaac involuntarily sighed.
“Mom, traveling in a carriage is so tiring.”
“Yeah. I can’t get used to it no matter how much I travel.”
Lucia also heaved a long sigh.
She was tired from the long journey as well.
“Hey, Isaac. You were making weird faces inside the carriage, what were you thinking?”
Isaac was a bit surprised.
(Hey, did you see it?)
Isaac was both happy and sad during his journey.
So it must’ve also appeared on his face.
But he didn’t expect that Lucia would notice it.
“Oh, that … I was wondering if I’d be able to make new friends in the royal capital …”
Isaac became a bit gloomy, but he managed to provide a suitable excuse.
However, his gloomy attitude added another layer of truth to his words.
“Oh, is that so? I’m sorry.”
Lucia became sad, so she suddenly crouched down and hugged Isaac.
She was worried because Isaac didn’t have a single male friend.
Lucia misunderstood her son’s ‘I was wondering if I’ll be able to make new friends in the capital’ as ‘I wonder if I’d be able to make some MALE friends in the capital or not’.
She mistook Isaac’s pain as a smile inside the moving carriage.
‘Just because Milenda hates me’, Lucia thought with a pained look.
She thought the only reason Isaac didn’t have any male friends was due to Milenda’s hatred towards her.
“It’s okay. There are a lot of people in the royal capital, right? I’ll make as many friends as possible.”
“Do your best. Your mom is supporting you.”
Lucia replied while wondering if any of her friends had children Isaac’s age.
(Yes. If I remember she had a boy almost Isaac’s age. I wonder if she’ll be there in the royal capital. I wonder how everyone is doing right now. I’ll try to meet them when I reach the capital.)
Lucia remembered her friends from her days in the royal academy.
‘Isaac would surely be pleased if he made MALE friends of his age’, thinking so, Lucia’s expression softened a little.