Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

While I was passing the time thinking about this and that, Emir Colund returned.

"Someone has come running right now. Your Majesty."

"This quickly?"

"Because he happen to be staying in the capital."

"Then let them in first."
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"yes."

The first person to finally step into the office.

I raised my head without much expectation.

However, the opponent was a slightly unexpected person.

"Zoooooooooooo! It's such an honor to meet you!"

Actually, I almost didn't recognize it at first.

Because I lost so much weight.

The person who kept bowing with excessive courtesy was none other than Baron Relbrandt.

"But why are you in the capital? Where is your territory?"

"It is almost back to normal. It is all thanks to Your Majesty's grace. Ah! Now, I have appointed my son as the acting lord."

"He seem like a smart guy, huh?"

"Yes, he's much better than me. I'll definitely introduce it to you next time."

"Okay. By the way…."

I smiled broadly and snapped my fingers.

"Baron Relbrandt."

"yes?"

"pass."

Honestly, isn't it an obvious choice?

Since he owe me his life, I couldn't ask for a more loyal candidate.

"Thank you! I will do my best!"

Baron Relbrandt cheers with a moved expression.

I looked at the sight with pleasure.

But Judge Emir tilted his head.

"Already passed? You've only nominated one person so far."

"How many candidates should I nominate?"

"There is no specific rule, but it is customary to have about three people…"

"Then just send Baron Relbrandt up."

"What?"

"There is no legal problem, right? I am sure Your Majesty will understand."

No, that person probably wouldn't even care.

Since I'm just going to take random guesses anyway, it's better if there's only one choice.

My intentions are also reflected accurately.

I left the office, leaving the dumbfounded Judge Emir behind.

"Please take care of the rest. I'll see you next time, Baron Relbrandt. I'm very busy right now."

"Ah, I heard you are going to the Western Governorate. I hope you come back in good health."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

* * *

Western Empire, Deliat Dominion.

The butler, Hojein Allegan, was troubled.

In return for his alliance with the empire, he was given a high official position.

But it was incredibly difficult to straighten out the chaotic political situation.

"Oh my! How can everyone be so picky?"

All the governors dispatched from the higher countries made the same demands.

The content was to meet the imperial standards from start to finish.

From military organization to religion and culture.

Even though they were a defeated country, the oppression was too excessive.

Even a mouse will bite a cat when cornered.

If things continue this way, the barely-established Deliat Governor-General's Office will collapse.

"I heard that some duke is coming to be the governor… It'll be no use explaining it this time either."

Hojain sighed deeply and fiddled with his wide-brimmed hat.

Then, an employee of the Government-General came running out of breath.

"Your Majesty!"

"What's going on?"

"The Governor has arrived!"

The moment he heard the report, Hojaein came to his senses.

The governor was a figure with absolute power.

He was practically the king of Deliat.

No, it was something even more incredible than that.

Because he had a great position in the kingdom.

Politically, no one could oppose it him.

The moment you fall out of favor with him, the Imperial Army will sweep away the country once again.

"Get ready to welcome him… …!"

Hojaein was flustered.

They said he was delayed due to internal circumstances, but he arrived earlier than expected.

What kind of temper does a duke have?

Are you saying that he covered that distance in just two weeks?

Wasn't it normal to stop by the estates along the way and take a tour?

But this governor was completely different from the start.

When he hurried out and looked, the governor and his party had already come inside.

Although it was their first meeting, Hojein recognized him right away.

A handsome man with natural blond hair and a chisel-like appearance.

He felt like heknew what it meant to be dazzled by someone's gaze.

"Your Majesty, I greet you. My name is Hojein Allegan, the Consul."

Hojein imitated the imperial etiquette as much as possible.

When he did this, everyone nodded happily.

He didn't know that the vassal state's officials would do something like this.

One, the new governor just nodded his head vaguely.

He didn't seem very interested.

Hojein furrowed his brow without anyone knowing.

'This time again, he is not a proper person.'

For the imperial aristocracy, the position of Governor of Deliat was a kind of big back pocket.

During he stay here, his daily routine was to have fun plundering and then going back to Lulla.

There is one reason for all the oppression up until now.

It was to suck up as much fresh water as possible.

'You have to throw out a difficult problem to build up a reputation.'

Hojein felt uneasy as he watched the governor looking around the building absentmindedly.

After a while, he suddenly asked a question.

"What is the biggest problem?"

"What?"

As if he didn't know he would say something like that, Hojaein just gave a dumb answer.

Then he suddenly came to my senses.

"This, for now, is water control."

"Not enough water?"

"That's right."

"I heard that the remnants are causing chaos."

"That is...."

Why do the remnants of former country still linger in Deliat?

It was because making a living was so hard.

If the present were abundant, there would be no revival movement.

But if the goal was to get a big piece of the action anyway, there was no use in talking about it.

As he was trying to suppress a bitter smile, the new governor continued to speak.

"If there is a way, do it. I will support you wholeheartedly."

Hojaein couldn't say anything and just blinked.

Because it contained completely unexpected words.

"What did I hear? Support?"