Everyone who sets foot on this land, whether an adventurer, priest, or just an ordinary colonist, repeatedly asks about the name of Prince Colin.
Who exactly is he?
At least Ticky had never heard of such a person in the circles of Imperial Nobles.
"Will they believe it?"
Lumier knew what he was doubting, but just smiled.
"It doesn't matter."
Ticky was stunned, looking at him as if looking at a monster.
"Are you sure?"
He thought that this was the most important question.
Looking at Ticky's confused expression, Lumier nodded slightly and said with certainty.
"Of course."
If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that Lord Demon King, with just a fictitious title and a wealthy persona, managed to fool the entire Campbell Duchy, immersing them in a dream of wealth they couldn't extricate themselves from... he might also doubt that such an obviously flawed lie could be exposed in an instant, unable to deceive even a slightly cunning farmer.
But the truth was quite the opposite.
