Bandit, Be Ambitious! To Accomplish Kingdom Revival!

We just swim across the shore and surround the fire by the shore.

I got to the opposite shore in about 20 minutes, but it's still not even early summer, so the water temperature is low.

The two of us are shaking and drinking tea.

"Let's take it slow. The Army of the Kingdom of Madenium, which entered the Kingdom of Cardina, will not come to this side, and those who find us are from the Kingdom of Krabble."

"For once, I brought the letter, so I don't think you'll be driven back, but what is the inside feeling of the Kingdom of Crabble like?

According to what Mr. Torrell told me over a cup of tea, his function as a kingdom is quite well turned.

The aristocrats also seem to be doing their part as kittens because of their small numbers.

Nevertheless, I guess the reason I'm not dissatisfied with national politics is because the treasury is moisturized in a trading port in the South. Looks like the nobles are also contributing to the Chamber of Commerce.

Is this the early stage of the stock? They also do things like distribute profits according to the capital contribution.

"They are such aristocrats, so I have a solid eye to look ahead. I have a little bit of greed, but I won't lose myself to greed. Whatever it is, the nobility of the Kingdom of Crabble is capacitarianism. Every three years, the royal family will assess their abilities and review their roles."

I don't know if it makes sense, but does it mean that one lineage will never monopolize the job?

I know it's to avoid vested interests, but don't think it's a thoughtful national government.

Where his body is dry, Mr. Torrell removes his saddle from his horse and places it beside the burning fire. The saddle is also wet. I guess this leaves where it's dry.

The lumbar bag is not wet because it came in a leather bag.

Remove the bread and simmer it in an incendiary fire to eat. I want soup, but I can't tell you how luxurious it is.

"From this place, it's a day to King Krabble Capital. Let's grab a meal in town on the way."

Mr. Torrell doesn't seem happy with the bread alone.

When you finish eating like pouring bread in with tea, you enjoy the pipes. Mr. Torrell is drinking in a small bin.

It's going to take a little longer to leave.

I just rested my body for a few hours and was to walk west along the river.

In the morning, we will reach the stone bridge on the Radell River, but before that, the Krabble army will likely find us.

As I was moving under the stars rocked by horses, I could see horseback riding with pine lights running from the front.

Now, what's going to happen to us?

Mr. Torrell raises his right hand high where he can clearly see his opponent.

The horse rider, who had been leading the way to answer it, raised his right hand and replied. Apparently, that sounds like a knight's greeting.

"Stop! We belong to the First Knights of Crabble. Who are you?

The leading knight came to us, but the voice was that of a woman.

The knights who came with us are surrounded by pine lights at some point.

"He is a banter of torrels and military masters belonging to the former Knights of the Kingdom of Cardina 2nd Knights. I'm here to deliver a letter to Queen Crabble!

Mr. Torrell, who speaks up and tells you what to do, do you always greet knights like this?

I don't care if they attack me in the meantime...

"Lord Torrell! That's good. You're safe... Our knights form a formation nearby. Follow me."

Mr. Torrell's name seems to be a major one. I'm curious which one is the major, Mr. Zairas, but we'll follow the instructions over here.

Apparently, there's no need to be imprisoned or buried here in the dark.

One horseman runs into a missionary order, and we are surrounded by several knights, marching for a stone bridge hanging on the Rydell River.

When I thought the front was looking bright, a large position was set up there.

There are many large tents and bonfires built all over the place.

We went down the horse in front of a big tent.

Several men came and took the horse somewhere. When only the saddle luggage is firmly removed and carried, the knights prompt me to enter the large tent.

"It's been awhile. Are you still alive?"

"I'm dying, but Lord Zaylus has helped me."

Mr. Torrell answers as he is hugged by a magnificent knight. It sounds like a private story, so let's leave it at this.

"First, sit down. Young man over there is your squire?

He's looking over at me and checking with Mr. Torrell.

"No, I'm a Knights warrior. What do you see and what do you say? But before he does, it's enough to make Lord Fendor happy."

"On a good note, it looks different from this surrounding kingdom. I heard black hair and black eyes were a far eastern species."

With that said, he recommended the chair at the simple table to us.

"Apparently, the scholarship has passed and I have become a candidate for metastatic magic. Because it came down in front of Lord Zaylus."

The young man's eyes say he's a fool.

Still, who is this Mistress?

"Let me introduce you to Lord Banter. This is Lord Uyle, who heads the First Knights of Crabble. He's leading two squadrons of horseback riders."

"Nice to meet you. As Mr Torrell said, spare me the language. I'm now a banter with the Knights of Ardennes."

"It's a big deal if you're young enough to be a military teacher. Say Whirl.... By the way, I haven't escaped from Cardina. What is the purpose of your visit to the Kingdom of Crabble?

Drinking the cup of wine that our squire had brought to us, Mr. Uyle suddenly pounded his heart.

Mr. Torrell turns to me. You're asking me to answer that.

"To request reinforcements, here we are. That's one word."

In my words, a whirlwind occurs between the knights who stood at our table. It would be to the extent of my expectations, but I didn't seem to expect it to be said clearly.

Contrary, Mr. Wyle looks at me funny.

"That's a clear one. It's better than a roundabout request. Clearly communicate to the other person.... So, are you good for two battalions? Our Royal Army has five battalions standing by."

"That's …, Lord Banter says one platoon is good."

"What!

He looked at my face in the shape of a ghost by surprise.

"The more reinforcements we have, the more effective it will be to fight, but we don't need that many in our battle.

If large armies collide with each other, there are many casualties. Well, the current Kingdom of Cardina is a state where the Army of the Kingdom of Madenium is caged in fortifications and king capitals. There are numerous casualties in the siege. I want to avoid this as much as possible.

Waiting for the other move and ambushing it, sharpening the power of the country is the way we fight. With this method, it would be enough to raise the Knights' strength a little bit, but many of them have been hunted for their lives. As soon as I come to the Kingdom of Krabble for reinforcements because I can't do any more bottom up as soon as possible. "

Mr. Uyle softens his expression and moves his gaze from me to Mr. Torrell. Are you asking Mr. Torrell for confirmation?

"Can you imagine Lord Uyle telling me to destroy two squadrons with two platoons, etc. Lord Banter's measures are a pile of such battles. I started this battle with Lord Zairas, and I have yet to send out a dead man."

He's looking at me with an incredible look on his face.

I began to tell Mr. Uyle like that what Mr. Torrell had participated in in the previous battles. It's going to be a little long, so let's say no to the knight behind us and wait and enjoy the pipes.

Eventually, even the demons began to move their gaze at me with the same eyes they saw.

When Mr. Torrell finishes his story, he takes a deep breath and turns to me.

"Correct, don't be more than Fendor. I wouldn't be in this neighboring country, such as a military teacher who lets multiple measures combine.

If it were the Knights of the Basilica of Ardennes, I see that the Kingdom of Madenium would not be able to fight face to face either. This is all the more so if the Emilda priests come with the Knights.

If the princess is safe, the queen will give her assistance at all costs. Still good with one platoon?

"Enough. But I would like to ask for two detachments with horses, and the other two detachments with light infantry."

"I guess there are measures involved there, but there are too few. If you know Torrell, a little more is not a problem. Your Highness is going to reprimand me."

I have trouble with too many reinforcements. Explain that our Knights are less than one Squadron and that reinforcements are less than half of them. And, nominally, explain what I want the Krabble kingdom to know.

At the same time, he asked me to block some of the supplies flowing through the port of the Kingdom of Crabble to the Kingdom of Madenium.

"Well, do we also create such measures by blocking stone bridges? Reinforcements are convincing to be a brave army. Surely you're just wondering about the alliance between the peripheral kingdoms and the Madenian kingdoms. And you know what they say about making reinforcements smaller."

He poured himself some wine into our cup.

Thankfully speaking, he is now talking to Mr. Torrell about his righteous allies. The number of knights in the tent is increasing at some point.

When Mr. Torrell starts talking about how to do a righteous side operation, everyone is listening and listening.

That story must have spread to the crowd. At some point, the knights are packing right behind us.

In the back, it's the end of getting out to those who want to go inside and start making noise.

Do all the knights want a righteous ally to try?

"If I'm 20 years younger, I'll lead the troops. Torrell and the others have carriages. Rest inside and you will reach the King's Capital by the time you wake up. Leave it to us."

When I went outside with the knight's guidance, a fine carriage was stopped.

Looking back at the tent behind him, the hustle and bustle are beginning inside.

Looks like you started selling yourself out because of who's going. I'm starting to look forward to seeing what kind of people Mr. Uyle chooses.

The carriage provided is a face-to-face bench seat, so I lie down with Mr. Torrell back and forth.

The vibration that I call rattling doesn't bother me that much with a simple spring, and the bench is a shark, so I think I can sleep safely.