The women staying in the territory had a nice side effect.
My image among the people improved even more.
"I thought the great witch would be scary, but she's so refined and kind~"
"Lady Medea handles everything with that cool expression."
"Lady Morgan spends money like water! When she comes, the shop and merchants are all smiles."
"Haa! Haa! Lady Diana looked down at my bow and called it trash—it was thrilling! The best!"
…Something weird in that last one, but anyway.
All my women received great reviews.
Naturally that translated into favor toward me.
They were all women I brought, after all.
'The fact that the people already liked me helps a lot.'
My public sentiment keeps rising.
Gaining the people's hearts doesn't directly make me lord, but it's not meaningless either.
The vassals value that loyalty too.
Reasons for me to become lord (or proxy) are steadily piling up.
'Thanks to that, I can just focus on revenge now~'
