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.

“Simon, Anna.”

“Oh! My lady, what brings you here?”

“I need to talk to you.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“The thing is… I’m thinking of setting up a trading company.”

“Huh?”

Simon’s expression stiffened at my words.

“Hey! We’re in front of my lady!”

“Oh… I-I’m sorry, my lady.”

“It’s fine. Is something wrong?”

“Well… um…”

Simon seemed at a loss for words.

“What’s going on?”

I looked over at Anna.

“I think my husband is afraid of losing his job.”

“Huh?”

I let out an involuntary sound of surprise.

“Why? How would Simon lose his job?”

“Most of the goods from Scarlettford belong to you, my lady. If you were to establish your own trading company, then naturally, they would be handled through that company.”

“Oh! I see now.”

Now that she mentioned it, I could understand. I hadn’t explained it clearly enough.

“It’s not like that. What I’m suggesting is that I’ll invest in setting up a Chapman Trading Company for you two.”

“Wh-what!?”

Both of them exclaimed in unison.

“Are you saying… someone like us, mere traveling merchants, would run your trading company!?”

“Yes. After all, there’s no one else who could do it, right? The other villagers can’t read, write, or do calculations.”

“Well, that’s true, but…”

“And I was also thinking of having Chapman Trading Company act as an intermediary for the skeleton rental services.”

“Whaaaat!?”

Their shouts grew even louder, and once again, they were perfectly synchronized.

Do married couples really become this in tune with each other?

“Come on, stop being so surprised. Remember the representative from the Sumner Trading Company who came by the other day?”

“Yes, they said you introduced them and asked if we could sell to them.”

“Right. Well, the truth is, they also wanted the intermediary rights for the skeleton rentals, but I turned them down.”

“How dare they! That’s outrageous!”

“Yeah, and I don’t want to deal with people like that showing up all the time. So, I want to direct all such negotiations through our own trading company.”

“I see… so that’s your plan.”

“Exactly. So, what do you think?”

“Well…”

Simon seemed conflicted.

“What? Don’t like it?”

“It’s not that…”

“Hey, this might be the only chance we’ll ever get!” Anna chided him.

“I know, but… to take on such a huge responsibility…”

Hmm… What should I do?

I didn’t want to force them into it, but at the same time, I really needed this to work.

“Alright, how about you take the night to think it over? If it still feels too much, I’ll look for someone else.”

“Uh…”

“Come by tomorrow morning and let me know what you decide. Oh, and if you do agree, there will be a sacred magic oath involved, so keep that in mind.”

“A sacred oath? What’s that?” Simon still looked confused, but it was Anna who asked.

“It’s a vow to the gods to stay loyal to me and fulfill your duties. It’s not just a formal pledge; the magic binds you, so it’s impossible to break.”

“…For life?”

“Basically, yes. Though, if both sides agree, it can be undone later. But from what I’ve heard, if a noble establishes a trading company, this is something that must be done.”

Anna’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Did Lady Marie suggest that?”

“Yes.”

“I see… Well, that’s perfectly understandable from her perspective. Alright, we’ll come to see you tomorrow.”

“Great. See you then.”

With that, I left Simon and Anna’s house.

Hmm… What should I do with the rest of my day? Maybe I’ll walk around the village and check things out.

Meanwhile, in a small church on the outskirts of Rudingham, a luxurious carriage pulled up as the sun was setting.

The lady from the tea party who had said she would visit the church stepped out of the carriage and entered through the front gate. A young deaconess, who had been cleaning the church, noticed her and hurried over.

“Oh! What brings you here, Lady Albright?”

“I’ve heard something so unbelievable that I had to come.”

“Something unbelievable?”

“Yes, something so shocking that I hesitate to even speak of it.”

“Then… should I call the priest?”

“Yes, please.”

The lady was led to a private room, and shortly after, a priest entered with a pleased expression on his face. He looked to be in his forties.

“Thank you for waiting, Lady Albright.”

“Ah, Father! I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Of course. Now, please, tell me what’s troubling you.”

“It’s… it’s the Marquis of Southbury. He’s done something truly horrible!”

“Hm? What do you mean?”

“It’s truly terrible! Father, haven’t you heard the rumors?”

“…Rumors, you say. I’ve heard many rumors.”

“I knew it! Father! Why hasn’t God punished that man?”

The priest’s expression grew puzzled.

“What do you mean?”

“The Marquis of Southbury violated his own young daughter!”

The priest’s face instantly hardened at her words.

“Please, tell me more.”

“Yes! And not only that, he killed her and threw her body into the cursed forest!”

“…Is this true?”

“The rumors are spreading everywhere. And to make matters worse, he deceived the king into giving a title to the dead girl and sent her to a settlement in the cursed forest. I couldn’t believe it!”

“I see… In that case, God will surely punish him in time. If not in this life, then his soul will certainly be damned in the afterlife, where it will find no peace.”

“You’re right! I knew it!”

“Yes, indeed. A father violating his daughter is an act of the devil.”

She nodded repeatedly as if seeking confirmation.

“But you needn’t worry. As a devout follower of God, merely hearing such vile stories must have been terrifying.”

“Yes, yes!”

“But rest assured, God sees all. Even if punishment doesn’t come now, that soul will face judgment. Do you understand? We must continue to live righteously, so that when we die, we may find eternal peace in Heaven.”

“You’re right! That vile man will be punished, won’t he?”

“Yes, without a doubt. God will see to it.”

“Oh, I’m so relieved…”

Finally calming down, she let out a long breath.

“Oh, right. Here, this is a token of my faith. Please, use it however you see fit.”

She handed over a small pouch.

“Well, well, thank you so much. I’m sure God is deeply moved by your devotion.”

The priest accepted the pouch with a broad smile.

“Thank you for listening, Father.”

“It’s my pleasure. Please, come again whenever you have concerns.”

Feeling satisfied, she thanked him once more and left the room, while the priest, grinning, opened the pouch.

“Now, let’s see… Oh? Gold coins? Ha ha ha, Lady Albright never disappoints. Now then, which one should I pick tonight?”

The priest wore a lewd expression, utterly unbecoming of a holy man, as he muttered to himself.