Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

I took the sorcerer and traveled around Perias. The purpose was to visit the victims one by one and express my apologies.

Only by showing some repentance like this could we reach an agreement. If I'm not going to impose a prison sentence, there should be clear mitigating circumstances.

"Sorry."

"After doing such a terrible thing, are you just going to say sorry?"

"Here is a small amount of compensation…"

"Ahem! You should have given me that earlier. Our mercenaries break their bones every day, don't they? I'm fine, so don't worry too much."

"Thank you for your understanding."

"You must be busy, so please go quickly."

The agreement went something like this.

When I offered them too much money to refuse, they readily accepted the apology.

After all, financial compensation is the best, right? Only after visiting all the victims was the sorcerer able to be released.

'By the way, what was this guy's name?' I went straight to the documents and checked the personal information.

Then, an incredibly long piece of writing caught my eye.

"Vargas Tesmayor Dustoregiant… Why is it so long?"

"Because I use my parents' and teacher's names as my middle name. Just call me Vargas."

"Yes, Vargas. Can you cure that strange disease?"

It's been four weeks since the employees fell ill.

The symptoms were like a mild cold, but no matter how much they rested, it didn't get better.

After thoroughly investigating, I found that other patients had already recovered and left. Only the people living in the Duchy of Carriers and the Midias region were still affected. This could not have happened unless someone had put a curse on them.

"Is this a curse?"

"Yeah. If it weren't, then it would be impossible… What?"

"It's a curse."

"No, what kind of crazy person would do that?"

"We'll have to find out later."

"Okay. I'll just trust you."

"Why trust me?"

Vargas looked at me with a puzzled expression. This guy just made a promise, and now he's going back on his word.

"Removing the curse wasn't in the contract, was it? I promised to cure the illness."

"Ah?"

Now that I think about it, he might be right.

The curse wasn't even mentioned in the first place. But there's no way that kind of trick would work on me.

"Since I didn't treat the illness myself, there's no need to give me Cordyceps Sinensis pills either."
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"Ugh! Okay, just wait a minute. I'll do it no matter what. I'll catch that damn bastard and make him kneel!"

He should have come out like that a long time ago.

"Do well in the future. Then I'll give you priority purchasing rights, like the chief of police."

"Of course. Hehe!"

I turned away with a rotten smile.

'i can leave this to Vargas. Now let's go look around other places.'

I've finished all the important work, so why am I so busy?

While I was away for over half a year, things were going quite wrong with my business.

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Midias was entering the unseasonable holiday season.

The reason was that as winter approached, the seeds of the grass had probably dried up. Because there was no material, the textile mills were shut down indefinitely.

The stewards searched everywhere, but there were no usable materials. It was rare to find plants that grew well even in winter.

"The price of fabric must have gone up?"

"It's still okay because we've been selling it so cheaply. Everyone is praising it and saying that it's helping them have a warm winter."

Butler Miller Xavier smiled brightly and relayed the people's reactions.

For some reason, my face felt hot. I felt awkward because they were openly talking about it.

Of course, that wasn't wrong. It was something done to enrich the lives of the people.

"That's too much praise. The problem is what to do in the future… What is everyone doing now?"

"Except for those recovering from illness, they were mobilized for other work, mainly maintenance work." The butlers were managing their staff quite efficiently.

How can they accomplish this much with such limited authority?

I looked around the empty lands of Midias. It seemed they were preparing to start cultivating flax fields in earnest starting next year.

"They are even building a fence."

"After all, we can't ignore monster damage."

"Where do they cut down the trees?"

"It's the forest over there."

"Isn't it right in front of you?"

"The Walt wood is very recessed. We use the more durable Moldex wood."

I examined the cut log as Deacon Miller Xavier explained.

Unlike ordinary wood, it seemed to have a whitish interior and a tendency to split easily.

Additionally, it wasn't very useful as firewood because it contained a lot of moisture. It had grown so much, but it seemed like no one was cutting it down.

'Wait a minute, can't I make paper out of this?'

As I was looking out at the forest full of walnut trees, an idea suddenly occurred to me.

No, actually, it was something I had been thinking about for a long time. Because papermaking technology was so poor, board games were also made out of wood.

The problem was that modern pulp could not be manufactured. In this world, machines are really simple things.

Besides, how can I bleach and treat it with chemicals? But there was still a way.

'I know how to make hanji.'

It's so helpful that the experiential learning I went on while holding my father's hand is helping me in this way.

It was something I would see only if I lived long enough. No, it was something I only saw twice in my life. The question is whether walnuts can replace oaks.

"I have no choice but to give it a try."

"What?"

"I was talking to myself. What is that building next to the textile mill?"

"It was built to be used as a warehouse, but it's empty now."

"Please send a few people over there. And cut down about twenty walnut trees."

"Yes, I understand."

Butler Miller Xavier nodded immediately.

He might wonder what on earth I'm trying to do.

I guess that means he trusts me completely. I smiled faintly and walked towards the tool workshop.

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