Trent Beldini.
In this world, there was no doubt this na was famous as it was the na of the current head of one of the great ducal houses, the Beldini House.
At the sa ti, he was also famous for being equally enthusiastic and eccentric, especially when in his territory, in the northern territories of the Fortia Kingdom, he encouraged the growth of the three major guilds, the rchant Guild, the Adventurer Guild, and also the Production Guild, supporting the free trade, and the expansion of the export market.
The Fortia Kingdom had bestowed upon him full authority over his region, a power that extended even to imposing restrictions on the territories of other nobles.
Trent might be unique, especially when he also had many quirks, yet there was no doubt he was also fearso, as many of those who knew him knew that to reach his goal, he didn't care about his ans and could even sacrifice many.
At the ti, Trent was not just at a loss but also in the grip of a growing sense of despair. No matter what he did, it seed that every path he took would lead to a crushing defeat or even annihilation at the hands of the new bandit group that was ravaging his territory.
There was no way out, and whatever he sent out, everything would be sold as slaves, and by then, his territory would be destroyed as he could do nothing to save it.
While Trent wanted to do sothing, he wasn't sure what to do, and he felt like... There was even a Demon King born in his territory.
Like the cliche of the Isekai world, the territory of the Demon King had always been in the north, and Trent's territory was also to the north, which made many wonder whether a Demon King was about to be born in this territory.
Trent didn't want to give up, but no matter what his struggle was, there was really no way since, according to his thoughts, Sire, the leader of this group, seed to have various unique abilities.
This person's weakness was that he was interested in a married woman, but then again, Eleanor and l, who he had sent as an assassin, hadn't returned till now.
In other words, they were as good as gone.
Regardless, with this guy's hobby, Trent was a bit relieved that his wife had passed away early, or else...
If possible, he wanted to et Sire to discuss whether there was a way for them to be at peace.
Yet, this person was so elusive, and it was impossible to find his trace.
Trent had a headache and didn't even have ti to curl his beautiful hair, and everything about him was a ss, especially when there were even crowds of people in front of his mansion, feeling angry and anxious due to the rise of the price of everything, their family mbers that were lost, and the despair that slowly killed them.
While the situation hadn't reached the extre point, Trent could tell that sooner or later, that ti would co.
As for relying on others?
This was the only way, but at the sa ti, he was also reluctant to do it since it ant he would tarnish the reputation of the Beldini House as it was unable to do anything to a group of bandits, but at the sa ti; he knew that there was nothing that he could do.
'Since there is nothing that I can do, let's just drag others.'
Still, to calm his people, he thought of using a scapegoat, letting all the anger of the people feel towards that person.
As he thought of such a plan, he entered his office, but then he was stunned, realizing soone was inside.
The figure of this person was overwhelming, and when he saw him, he knew that he was a lower being.
At the sa ti, even if this person didn't say anything, he could guess who this guy was, and he understood how this person could destroy his territory.
Quietly, Trent closed the door without saying anything or even calling for help.
"Oh? You are not calling your soldiers here?"
Isao asked as he sipped the best wine in Trent's cellar.
"They are useless in front of you. Instead of dirtying this room with their blood and body and even angering you, there should be a way for us to live peacefully, right?"
Frankly, in this territory, Trent might be the strongest, as he was a magician who graduated from the Royal Academy of Magic. More importantly, he was the ranked one, the best of the best, when he graduated, yet even so, he knew that there was nothing he could do for Isao.
Even if he had millions of soldiers, anything was aningless in front of him.
If Isao knew what Trent thought, he would agree, especially when he also had a nuclear bomb within his space inventory.
"You are right."
Even if Trent was the master of this house, he didn't act like one and even acted like a servant when he was in front of Isao.
"M-May... I know your na... Sire?"
Sire.
This was Isao's alias in this world.
As to where it ca from, he just thought of it randomly from goddess Eris, the goddess of discord, and he just reversed it, which turned into "Sire."
"You can call Isa."
"Isa..." Trent murmured this na, then nodded. "So, is there sothing that I can do for you?"
"Give the rank of baron and territory."
Isao knew that ravaging this country more than this was dangerous, and since then, the genre of the story of this world would no longer be a slice of life. Instead, it would be a war and a gore one.
At the sa ti, he was glad that he ca early since if he didn't, he knew that Trent would use Miyabi as a scapegoat to appease his people.
'If that happens...'
By then, even if Isao didn't wish to, those deities, especially the creator of the world, would go on a rampage and destroy this world to kill him. While he could run away to another world, it was a bit of a sha for this world to be destroyed, and frankly, he was thankful to Miyabi, especially due to Miyabi's DNA, as it gave him the ability to build any infrastructure and create all materials almost instantly.
There was also a possibility that another person from Japan would co to this world and show a powerful ability, which was a great thing.
At the sa ti, the people of this world had a unique setting of having jobs, which were pretty useful for both fighting and production, but in his case, he loved the production more as his power was good enough, probably.
Yet, he knew that he was still helpless against the god of a creator.
He could run away, especially with a "Danger Sense," he could see the danger before it appeared.
Regardless, as long as he didn't touch the protagonist, especially in the world of Isekai, he knew that he would be fine.
Still, every god of the creator in the Isekai world was quite different, and the way they treated those they summoned to another world was different, too, but then, he knew that he was okay to play in the world of Isekai.
'Hmm... should I go back to the world of Tondemo?'
When he had gained the ability of "Shopping Mall" from Mukoda and three heroes in that world, he hadn't gained the DNA of Fafnir and many others, especially various monsters in that world, yet before that, he decided to go back to the world of "Danmachi" since he knew that he was so helpless to find a way to stop a deity from reincarnate.
So, he decided to return since if there was no way in another world, then there should be a way in the original world, right?
Still, before that—
"Eh? Is that all?" Trent was surprised. "You don't want my territory, this kingdom, or even this continent?"
"...yup, that's all. Can you do it?"
"Yes, leave it to !"
Even without using his power, Isao realized that he had beco an unreasonable existence that wasn't much different from those deities who summoned the high school students or salaryn to another world, yet this was far from enough.
But... as he thought of going back to the world of "Danmachi," he wondered how to answer Syr's confession.
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