"All better. Be careful with the sword fights from now on."

"Your Lordship! I love you! Hehe~."

The little kid who'd gotten hurt playing at wooden swords with his friends bowed from the waist.

"Your Lordship... thank you so much."

The boy's mother was so overcome she couldn't raise her head.

"Kids get hurt growing up, that's all. Think nothing of it, and raise him to be a sturdy subject."

"Your Lordship, you're a messenger sent to us by the goddess of mercy!"

— The goddess of mercy is pleased.

— Mana points acquired.

I'd been busy.

The battle with the orc champions had ended in a one-sided victory.

I'd blocked the gate and run wild like Zhao Zilong. (TL Note: Zhao Zilong (Zhao Yun), the general in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" famous for cutting his way alone through an entire enemy army.)

Talman praised it as a victory unlike anything he'd ever seen.

I'd earned a huge haul of mana points.

Talman and most of the mercenaries had joined up as soldiers of the domain.

I bought everything in Jerome's wagons.

The gold and jewels the chickens had left behind added up to a small fortune.

I ordered more goods.

Even after harvesting the wheat outside the castle, we wouldn't have enough food left to last the winter.

Before I knew it, the refugees who'd gathered from here and there numbered more than a thousand.

I'd become a lord, which was never in my stars.

To earn points, I cooked for everyone and played blacksmith on the side.

When anyone got hurt, I was the first to heal them.

My status window had improved too.

I'd hit level 17.

Cooking had evolved to Intermediate 2.

Healing had hit Beginner 8, and the Dragon Mana Breathing Method Beginner 2.

Blacksmithing had climbed to Beginner 5.

General Combat was on the verge of Intermediate.

Huge strides.

Time was flying by in a blur, and I was just as uneasy.

The war with the orcs was still going on.

But it had brought tremendous benefits.

Get this... I'd been given a…