"Hmm, if it's sincere, it's amazing."

"Yes, Father. But I can't believe it. Why, all of a sudden an army with so much equipment appeared..."

The Duke of Rowville and his son Salute roared with a harsh look when asked about the information that the scouts that had unleashed on the town of Zilm had brought home.

"But the fact is... I guess. They were the most up-armed of the scouts of my children. Nonetheless, one is about to be caught, poisoned and self-harmed. And now you're back..."

That's what I say. I look down on the eagle-nosed man in front of me.

The man is on one knee on the ground in awe and dripping his head (Kobe).

"I hear it was, with my life. Obviously, it was the work of someone who was handled by a spy. Besides, they also set a pretty advanced trap. I have a lot of knowledge and money to turn just a bureau into such a military base in just a few days"

"People, too, Father. But the Homunculus' compounds, or a man named Furtella Issi. I don't think they have the power to do this."

Exactly, the Duke of Rowville's eyes glowed sharply.

That was nothing more than the glance he was showing on the battlefield when he was younger.

"Full of weapons and protective equipment? A thousand homunculus soldiers? Siege weapons? Moreover, proficiency is strong with the eyes of scouts. Ha ha!

He laughs all the time, Dan! and slapped his desk, throwing it away abominably.

"It's a trap set entirely by someone. The young man and the homunculus are just tools to plunge us. There are people behind you who have guided it!!

"Say?

Salute asks his father with a harsh look.

"It's not something I don't want to admit..." Rowville answered his son's question.

"Maybe it's the Empire's money. We shall know that a massive army build-up has begun in the east. It's their purpose to bring chaos to the north at this time. If we disturb, the rural aristocrats of the West will make another move. Besides, it was not with Homuncrus who occupied the town of Zilm." Hahaha, a clever hand in damaging our trust in the town guard. "

I see, and Salute nods as he pays for his dull blonde hair.

"Western civil unrest induced, central and northern rebellion, and massive invasion from the east, all connected..."

"For the left. That's the Bakira Emperor, I guess I have to say. If you're just a war lover, there are many, but no king has spread all those prints in a generation... The plot is good for you, something like that. Totally clever."

"But you don't really need to get on your hands"

To Salute, who says so with a confident expression, Rowville answers "That's not true" while feeling reliable.

"Looks like we've got an army of powerful demons and a siege weapon, but we've already lost their intel. I see, if it is indeed a battle of the castle, we will not be able to take advantage of this number. It takes days of mischief and damage to the city. What it brings is distrust and distrust from the kings of the West. In other words, strategically, fighting the demon army in this Ragganite fortified city defeats itself."

Huh, and Salute had a fierce grin,

"Then the answer is simple. They say the march will begin shortly. But while holding a siege weapon, the journey will feel delayed. Then we'll set up a meeting and ravage it by the time we get here. Yeah, I'd love a place where oddity can't be used."

"Right. But you already told me the answer."

Having said that, Rowville laughed really funny and saw a faithful servant (servant) on one knee waiting for words.

"Ha, it's the ultimate in pleasure"

The eagle-nosed man drips his head deeper.

Satisfied with the way it was going, Rowville said to declare.

"The Wahhar family Rowville orders you as Marshal. Intercept the demons on the Balm Troll Plains. Gather as many soldiers as you can! There must be no slight upset in our country either. That's what the Empire thinks. Hit them with all your armies so they can be completely destroyed!!

Salute shuddered at the impatient notice.

"Ha, this salute, the existence of risking your life to hit things!! Brilliant, come ravage the army of demons!!

Um! and the powerfully nodding Duke of Rowville felt he had already seen the victory of this battle.

"Hang on, ha-ha, ha-ha."

One girl's cheerful humming was echoing in a small room.

"Phew, phew, phew, phew"

Did you come aboard? The voice gradually grows louder.

"Ha-ha, hi-ha, he-ha!!

And when you reach your peak, soak up the aftertaste at once.

"Ha-ha-ha... ya-ha-ha..."

and raised his voice out of his mind.

Clearly, it is a neighborhood nuisance.

"Hey! Stop mumbling weird songs!! How many times do you think it is today!!

That's what Fortowna Rosso, who was in the next room, yelled at me.