"Reins-Anthrius, I hear that your lord's private soldiers have entered the rear palace, but I, the king, have not been contacted without prior consultation. Explain what you saw."

It was the first morning meeting place in two days that Leongand asked Rhine.

The morning meeting takes place every morning at the Royal Palace Grand Convention Hall, but yesterday it was not opened as a special procedure. That was due to the decision that, sometimes immediately after the attempted assassination, it was not near the morning council.

Aside from Leongand and his vicinity, the morning council has the faces of the martial officers, of the civil servants, who were the Lord. With the Great General absent, General Deion Left Eye was present as a representative of the army, and besides that, the aristocrats with roles were gathered in the conference hall. They include the Royal Palace Guard, Zamel-Mezien of the Mezien family, who heads the City Guard, Zein-Maldeen, who heads the Department of Urban Development, and Rafael-Crowe, who manages the city.

As you can see, although the various fields are monopolized by the Queen's nobility, the army's executive consists essentially of Leongands breathtaking figures, and only the seat of the Finance Minister was guarded dead by the Leongands. With regard to that, the fact that the previous Finance Minister was an anti-Leonganese has been a credit. His predecessor, Bendel-Klein, while heavily used by his predecessor, Siuscloud, secretly betrayed him and privatized a mine that Siuscloud used as a source of funding for foreign law research.

After Bendel-Klein was secretly disposed of, the mine has been effectively used as a source of funding for the Leongands. And to do so, he had appointed a Leonganese nobleman as finance minister. Naturally, he also has a face on the council this morning. Rushford-Slakes. Formerly known as Gandia's warlord, he is the real brother of Christok-Slakes, one of Leongando's collaborators, who left the country in despair of Gandia's future.

On the occasion of such a face-to-face meeting, Leongand is on the throne, overlooking the floor. There was a gap between the king's seat and the floor, but it was not designed by Leongand. It was from the beginning when the Lion Royal Palace took its current form, and I didn't even bother to feel the need to remodel it, and I used it as it was. As a result, Leongand's attitude is irrelevant to his appearance.

Leongand reigns as king. As a natural standing, he looked down from the throne to the nobles on the floor, to the military. Parental Leongans lined up on the right from Leongands and anti-Leongands lined up on the left were easy to understand and interesting.

Its anti-Leonganese protégé Rhine-Ansleus stood in front of him on the left. Even when Leongand asks me, I say it back without changing one expression.

"Nor does this seem like a statement by His Majesty and the rest of us. It's only natural to keep the Royal Palace guard more secure than Uncle Enjour is about to be killed."

"Leave it to the Royal Palace Guard and the Royal SS."

"As a result of the entrustment, do you mind if Her Highness is similarly sighted to Uncle Enjour?"

"No one is saying such a thing. Too much leap."

"So you think Royal Palace Guard and Royal SS guards are adequate? Uncle Enjour was stabbed on the night of a dinner party with a lot of security."

What Rhine said was best. There was no objection, but his logic was even broken. Leongand has been wondering about it since yesterday. Would a man like Rhine make such an easy mistake? Isn't there some clever trap set there? Because Leongand is going to fall into a trap.

"Like your lord, we also know that the same level of security as dinner parties is not enough. We were supposed to send a select army to the Royal Palace."

"It's too late, then."

It must have been the performances that made Rhine so vocal. He's going to defeat Leongand in the morning. Perhaps the outrage of letting private soldiers into the rear palace was also to turn the morning council venue into a battlefield. but do that and what flavor does he have?

"Okay. Let's admit we're slow. But that's not the basis for admitting your tyranny."

"Tyranny? We threw only a few private soldiers to protect Her Highness the Queen. Tyranny and such...!

"Don't be bullshit. There is a fact that your private soldiers have evicted the Royal Palace Guard and the Royal SS, which were on guard at the rear palace. If the Royal Palace Guard and the Royal SS guard alone are anxious, we should have put in soldiers in the form of reinforcements."

"That would be the result of their sense of justice going too far. Of course, I know it was too much, but know their outrage that we can't let the Royal Palace Guard and the Royal SS do it."

"Proselytizing...? So from now on, you don't mind if I put the Royal Palace Guard and the Royal SS on the rear palace guard?

"Yeah, of course. I was waiting for the morning meeting to take place to talk about it."

(Clear lies...)

Leongand threw up all over his chest, looking at the cool facial line. If you are in as good a position as Rhine is, it is not impossible to speak directly to Leongand without waiting for a place in the morning council. Not directly, but through Zephyr and Barrett. Although Rhine's remarks now may be cynical about the fact that the morning meeting was not held yesterday.

"Then let the Royal SS and the Royal Palace Guard put you on the rear palace guard as soon as the morning talks are over. Your private soldiers are not the only ones who can protect you. [M] Then, until the situation stabilizes, troops of the army are to be placed in the royal palace. The troops General Deion has chosen. Powerfully impeccable. In the future, the security and defence of the Royal Palace shall be carried out by three parties: the Royal Palace Guard, the Royal SS and the Army. Just so you know."

When Leongand told him, he and I respectfully agreed.

"Well, I'm glad the Royal Palace's defense debate is settled."

"Oh."

After nodding to Eagle Deep, Leongand exchanged glances with Rhine. I don't have any reluctance towards my lord either, because he understands what his position is. Being the real brother of Queen Gracia meant that there was a back shield for the Queen, and it was difficult for even Leongand to ignore what he had said.

Leongand didn't want Gracia in the political race. As a son, it's impossible to get caught up in a swirl of power just because you're Leongand's mother. But given Gracia's position, I guess that's the only thing that's going to happen. I know that too. That's why we take care not to put Gracia on the table stage of politics.

Rhines, if you don't overstimulate the Empress, there's not much they can do to pull Gracia out too.

It's like being held by a weakness called Gracia.

Gracia herself is a man of no ambition or ambition, but there are many things she can do to use her power to make things happen. The head of it is Gracia's real brother, Rhine.

The Ansleus family was originally a leading nobleman of Gandia. I am glad to say that the power of the House of Ansleus has reached its peak with Cius Cloud seeing Gracia and welcoming her as Queen. Rhine, slowly, may have intended to hold Gandhia's real power. Of course, it is unclear whether Reins could have taken power because of the long period of the Ciuss Cloud.

"Sounds like you have something to say, Rhine. Tell me."

"… but don't hesitate"

It was then that everyone in the Chamber took note of what Rhine-Ansleus had said.

Unexpectedly, when I thought the door to the Great Conference Hall had opened, one soldier rushed in. Soldiers have been shouting without even speaking up.

"Excuse me during the morning meeting!

"What?

"It turns out the Azarks are crossing the border and entering Gandia territory! Plus, he said he was marching toward the King's Capital!

"Oh my God!

It was Rhine-Ansleus who first raised his dismay, and Leongand narrowed his eyes to the speed of his reaction, but was not surprised by the soldier's report. There is an impact.

Azark is a country located next to Gandia to the west. For some reason I have been obsessed with Gandhian territory for a long time, and have repeatedly attacked it, that it will be repelled by the Gandhian army. Azark has found that politics is being done by two parties: the aggressive, who say they should be proactive in their outings, and the passive, who say it is only in their internal affairs that they should focus their efforts, that Gandhia is at peace when the passive are in large numbers, and that Gandhia is exposed to attacks when the aggressive are cowering national politics. In other words, the current Azark is run by aggressives.

Nevertheless, Azark's movements were found too slow.

Indeed, if we arm ourselves and advance in the western tip of Azark city of Krundale, we will be able to flesh out to Gandion in less than a day. but from Krundale to Gandhian territory, we have to break through the border guard network. The Border Defense Forces, albeit about two hundred men, can do enough to reward the invasion of the Azark army across Gandhia. Now, what was brought about by the soldiers was definitely not such a report.

We've been rewarded for Azark's crossing of the border into Gandia territory. Was it destroyed without any exchange technique by the Border Defense Forces, or did it creep through the Border Defense Forces' vigilance network to fulfill its intrusion into Gandhian territory? Or is the border defense unit connected to Azark?

In any case, it is not a circumstance that can be looked at.

"Asshole...... you think you can drop this gandion?

Leongand looked around at the faces of the nobles with a twinkle. The anti-Leonganese nobles have not hidden their surprises against Azark's invasion. Whether it was Rhine-Anslius, Raphael-Crowe, he had the look of water on his sleeping ear.

But in Leongand's mind, this invasion of Azark also seems to have been set up by the Empress.

"I guess you're anticipating that Uncle Setuna can't move. For Azark, you must be aware that Uncle Setuna is alone."

"I can only imagine the Liberation Alliance was through with Azark."

"You liberation alliance......!

"I see, is that what the Logners are after?"

Only General Leongand awaited Leongand's order as he heard a whispering voice in his mouth.

"General, form an Intercept Squad immediately and defeat Azark's army. Allow the use of" Lion's Tail ""

"My pleasure."

Deion nodded harshly, leaving the conference hall with a crunch. It is not the ratio of the aristocrats who whisper at each other with their necks aligned.

When Leongand uttered the name "The Lion's Tail," a stirring arose inside the conference hall, but he couldn't care less. A lot of people don't know how to appreciate Lion's Tail without Setuna. In particular, it cannot be understood by the nobles who have never been on the battlefield.

Whether Setuna was absent or not, it made no difference that The Lion's Tail was Gandhia's highest offensive power.

Hard on them, though.

Whether it's Faria Belfaria-Aslalia, Miliu-Lebien, it's like she cares about Setuna. With Setuna as an unconscious weight, I may not be willing to fight them, nor did I want to drive them out as a leongand. But there are circumstances that cannot be said.

It was less than half of the Gandian army that made the return to the King's Capital with Leongand from Zalwarn. How many of these troops can be dispatched immediately?

With The Lion's Tail, you can definitely contain the number of soldiers you mobilize as an interception unit. From the original

The Lion's Tail stands out among the Royal SS. The guerrilla is the role of The Lion's Tail, and acting away from the Royal Palace is appropriate to its founding philosophy.

"The morning meeting shall be adjourned first"

When Leongand declared, the place he was bothering to was instantly quiet back. Rhine gave a peek at the disgruntled look, but when Leongand glanced, he looked as cool as if nothing had happened. Things are happening. Morning discussions should take precedence over homeland defense, etc., were not alone.

"Will it also be a war"

Rushford-Slakes looked sinister as soon as he left the conference room. The old man, who partitions all of Gandia's finances, had round glasses on his nose with a cat back as if he'd forgotten to correct his back or something. Plus he's wearing green long clothes, as usual, and he's hiding his thinned hair with a broken hat. Looking older than Algazard, he should, in fact, have been a lot younger than Algazard.

Leongand could talk a little crushed to this old opponent he knew better than he did when he was a child.

"That won't happen, Rushford."

"But Azark has repeatedly violated the truce, and just to be satisfied with repelling him, he has no face for Gandhia."

"It won't do you any good."

Leongand laughed uncontrollably.

"No, Gandia's national territory has spread. Logner, get Zalwarn down and get the prints. There are also the presence of allies: Myon, Lucion and Lemanifla. You can throw away the lawlessness of a small country like Azark."

"Well... as for managing the treasury, I've never crossed the line without developing into a war."

"Take a good look at the interception unit."

"Of course that is. If it were a direct attack on the King's capital, our safety would also be threatened."

Leongand frowned a little, understanding that the words Rushford joked about were his true intentions.

Safekeeping is all about Rushford-Slakes.