Exiled Young Girl’s Territory Development Record: The Result of the Villainous Young Lady Who Was Exiled Before the Scenario Began and Did Whatever She Wanted for the People.

In September, the wheat harvest season arrived. The wheat fields were bathed in golden hues, but compared to the wheat fields I saw online in my previous life, they seemed somewhat sparse.

However, this is considered a bountiful harvest, so wheat in this world must just be different from what I’m used to.

I wonder if there are different varieties of wheat or something like that?

Moreover, there had been several small-scale goblin attacks since then. Each time, we successfully repelled them, and the goblins we defeated have become new sources of labor.

As a result, the number of goblin skeletons has exceeded one hundred and fifty, and we now have thirteen Wild Boar Skeletons and seven Forest Deer Skeletons. We’ve also experimented with a few other types of wild animal skeletons, but most of them were not very useful, so they have mostly been returned to bones.

It turns out that the more powerful magical creatures are generally more useful.

As for the construction progress, we’ve managed to clear the surrounding forest and dig part of the moat. Currently, we’re working on building an earthen rampart and stone walls from that area. Eventually, we plan to fill the moat with water to use as both a defensive feature and an emergency water source.

On the other hand, the fields we created in the forest were completed last month. We are now growing spinach and lettuce in preparation for winter.

The rapid development in this short period is, of course, thanks to the increase in the number of skeletons.

The goblin skeletons, in particular, have been incredibly effective. Their contributions extend beyond just clearing and construction tasks, and fighting goblins.

They are now involved in various fields, including sowing seeds, harvesting, weeding, pest control, food processing like cheese and butter making, and even spinning and weaving.

However, they are not very skilled with fine tasks, so I hear it’s better for humans to handle those.

But what’s remarkable about them is not that. It’s that they can continuously perform decent-quality work indefinitely.

Moreover, despite not having replenished their magical energy, they show no signs of stopping.

This feels like an industrial revolution.

In my previous life, I learned in class about how the invention of steam engines and machinery transformed home-based handicrafts into factory-based manufacturing, but this is on a whole different level.

Because, essentially, goblin skeletons are like humanoid robots that don’t need batteries and can follow commands.

If factory-based manufacturing were done with skeletons, it would probably be amazing.

Wait, was that what handicraft meant?

…Well, whatever. Details like that don’t matter.

So, with this in mind, I plan to consolidate the production of goods from individual households into a new factory on the expanded grounds.

Oh, by the way, the villagers here, except for Marie and me, are all either serfs or former thieves. So as a noble and lord of the land, I have the power to issue such orders, and everyone is obligated to comply.

But I don’t think there will be any opposition.

After all, they understand that having skeletons do the work will improve their lives.

However, along with these positive developments, there was an unwelcome event. Bolta and his team came to the village again, right in the middle of the busy harvest season.

I was reluctant to deal with them, but I greeted Bolta, who came to my office with a large entourage.

“My Lady, how are you today?”

“Well enough.”

“I see. I’m sure you’re still troubled by the issue with the destroyed watermill.”

“Indeed?”

“I come bearing good news for you.”

Bolta started talking incessantly, leaving me behind.

“Turkleigh Trading Company has pulled out all the stops and provided us with the highest-quality flour mill and craftsmen! Furthermore, the company president has considered the situation and agreed to a discount of up to 2,500 Shelangs!”

“Huh?”

What is this guy talking about?! I never said I wanted to buy anything!

“Moreover! The loan interest rate is only fifteen percent for three months! It’s much cheaper than the market rate!”

“Excuse me?”

Fifteen percent for three months? That’s insane! It means an annual interest rate of sixty percent!*

“How about it? We’ve prepared the best conditions for you. Now, please sign this contract immediately—”

“Will.”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Please see our guests out.”

“What!?”

“Princess, is this really okay?”

“Of course! I never ordered a watermill, nor did I apply for a loan. What’s this? Forcing us to accept their offer and sign a contract—such pushy salespeople are banned!”

“…I see. I thought something was off. Hey! You’re banned. If you don’t want to be thrown out by force, get out now!”

“What!? Hey!”

Will twisted Bolta’s arm, who was still trying to argue with me.

“Hey! Let me go!”

“Shut up! It’s the LadyShip’s order!”

“What? What with that size, you’re just a kid’s servant?”

“Huh? Kid? Did you just call My Lady a kid?”

“Ha! Acting all high and mighty!”

“What did you say!?”

As Will and Bolta’s argument started to escalate, I intervened.

“Will, stop!”

I firmly stated in a noble manner.

“Bolta, if you continue speaking, I will have you charged with lèse-majesté and executed. Leave Scarletford immediately.”

(“Lèse-majesté” is a legal term derived from French, meaning “to harm the majesty” or “to insult the dignity” of a sovereign or state)

“…You will regret this.”

“Feel free. I can’t make deals with those I can’t trust.”

“Tch.”

Bolta clicked his tongue and left the office.

After seeing him off, I sighed deeply.

“Marie.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Should we put someone on surveillance? I’d hate for them to start another fire or something.”

“Yes, understood.”