Bandit, Be Ambitious! To Accomplish Kingdom Revival!

At the end of winter, the western fort descended on us.

We didn't do any damage to the food attack, but it seems to have been tough on the enemy.

A skinny soldier came out of the fort's gates.

Even a soldier like that will be able to move enough if he feeds for a month.

Mr. Gunter's troops have surrendered to bind the soldiers and imposed heavy labor in two locations.

One is road maintenance from the village of Altenham to the western dock, and the other is the foundation of Fort Aldes.

It's a tough job carrying big stones out in road maintenance in a luggage truck, but I want to do something about it in six months of construction.

If summer passes, it will be an easy place, but we won't be able to lay the stones just like the streets.

Already the Royal Krabble Army has retreated to the southern fort, so one platoon of heavily armed infantry and two platoons of militia are guarding the west streets. Mr. Zairas' troops are stationed in the Old King's Capital to train new soldiers, so even if the Royal Warham Army attacks in, they won't be able to cross the stop line built on the streets of the mountains.

I just want two more battalions. It is well understood that each country has five battalions of troops.

We were just about to say two squadrons for all of us. That's all the militia helped me.

"Are you ready?

It was Mr. Lady who said so and came in.

Looks like Lady and his elders were allowed to see each other somehow.

"Oh, that's enough. So, are souvenirs good for that?

"Enough. It's a great tool for hunting."

That's what I'm laughing at, what about ten stone bows?

Out of the hall, out into the square of the West Gate, there was a small carriage of carriages pulled by Rabba. It's pretty sturdy, so I think I can pull out the wasteland.

There is a stone bow stacked on top of an unwrought bag of grain. There are also two baskets with bolts. Now you're asking me to settle in, so that's a pretty good story for bugs.

When I jump on the luggage truck, Mr. Lady makes me walk Rabba.

Sound the ragged and drowsy wheels and we'll continue down the street from Yotern to the north fort.

"Four years ago, I never thought this would happen."

"Right. I waited for the carriage to arrive..."

It seems long but I feel unexpectedly short.

Still, when you look at our faces, it makes a difference.

The princess, who was short tempered, is now Her Majesty the Queen, and her conceited former aristocratic daughter, Finna, has become a beautiful daughter.

The children of slaves who gave them an anxious look when they helped them out are now fine boys too. I guess we are already considered youth and youth by everyone in this world.

Lady's daughter, Mu, is about the same age as a girl. Since Mr. Marian teaches the modus operandi, do you want the future to be the exclusive maid of Her Majesty the Queen? But Mr. Lady came by to treat me like a soldier.

"Is there something you should be aware of when meeting with your elders?

"I'm fine with Lord Banter as usual. However, you can spot the falsehood. If it's an honest conversation, the elders will answer it properly."

Same goes for Mr. Lady, but I guess the Cats don't often live on their own. I guess that means one for the whole thing, not the individual. It seems to me that the family ties are still the ties of the race.

Food and prey are the kind of species that are wholesale, like we say divide them across the species, but there is no difference between the rich and the poor, and in a sense it is also an ideal society.

The difference with this world is enormous, but a village in the north would do quite a bit of living, and my thoughts. I want to make one unit out of the cats somehow.

So that Rabba doesn't get tired, he turns a branch way to the north fort while taking frequent breaks, this time northwards.

We spend one night in the north fort, and the next day we pull Rabba through the wasteland and walk away.

"It's quiet around here, too. It's a memorial to a dead Madenium soldier."

To the east of the northern fort there is a large waste soil storage site that fills Zelig. There was a monument that piled up pebbles high so as to keep an eye on the northern fort, just as it went out into the wasteland through an earthen embankment through which a luggage truck could somehow pass.

Those who died in their homeland. Sometimes blood relatives will come to visit. It would be more of a sustenance than burying it without doing anything.

"Can you wear it by the end of the day?

"Yeah, think of it as an intermediate position between the northern village and the fort. I think we'll be able to entertain the people tonight."

The hospitality is nothing but good, but it would still be a problem to call it a race that repeats its journey through the mountains. There will be no increase in the number of races.

As we picked up lunch along the way and tried to walk through the wasteland again, several men appeared close to us.

Me and Mr. Lady are similarly armed in black, but more than twice as many enemies are troublesome. When I was thinking about using the stone bow that was loaded on the carriage, Mr. Lady shook his hands out loud towards them.

"He's one of us………"

With that word I feel a little relieved and wave at the men who wave at me too.

"It's Lady, isn't it? It was a good and safe thing. The elders are waiting.... this one?

"It's Lord Banter. You're young, but you'll lose your head. The kingdom of Cardina is doomed, but the same prints were taken back from the Madenian kingdom in four years."

You're staring at me because you say that, but you don't seem convinced.

The two of them rushed northeast to inform us of our visit.

The remaining two keep pace with us as we engage in a public conversation with Mr. Lady.

When the day tilted a lot, I saw a shadow in the forest ahead. I see a few tents in the woods.

I know there are hundreds of them all, but I'm assuming there are thousands of cats in the whole thing. But it would be nice to think about the 3,000 people that Mr. Lady said. There are things that even they don't want to know.

Approaching, ten or so men jumped out of the woods with short spears in their hands.

Quite a good move. I guess hunting is still training their martial arts.

"I have brought heavy towns in the Kingdom of Sylvania. I have permission to meet with the elders."

"Isn't that Lady? I heard you had your family held up by the Madenium Army, but you were safe."

Among the men, a man of the same age as Mr. Lady is stepping forward and slapping him on the shoulder with Mr. Lady.

Sounds like someone I've known for a long time.

Mr. Lady is pointing his luggage at them and telling them something. I wonder if a hard word to hear would mean something from their old days?

A few people led us into the woods.

As he followed them, a large furry tent appeared.

He exchanges short words with the man standing at the entrance to the tent and puts us inside the tent. The men who guided me seem to be waiting outside the tent, except for one. They need a lot of credentials to get into this tent.

In the tent, a few m in diameter, the furnace is cut in the center, and the incineration is burning well. Behind it were several men sitting with blankets wrapped around their bodies. Apparently, they're going to be the elders.

Mr. Lady introduced me, so I bow my head lightly to the elders.

"I hear Lady's been taken care of. Few people favor us. First, thank you. Have a seat."

Sitting around in front of a burning fire as recommended, the elders are watching me with a funny look on my face.

My daughter, a little older than Mu, put a wooden cup in front of us. I wonder what's in there?

The elders and Mr. Lady grabbed the cup, so I rush to grab the cup too.

The contents I drank in one breath are quite bitter but refreshing. He looks just like the thick guy with the tannic tea.

"Looks like about ten families, including Lady, were taken care of. The number of our species is small. I appreciate it, but hatred and gratitude end up like this."

A brilliant bear fur was brought before me in the words of an elder.

"Take twenty pieces but good. Therefore, I would like to take this as a token of our gratitude..."

"One way or the other, we were better helped... We brought our small items in a luggage truck, but I have an opportunity to suggest this…"

The northern village was the place to receive primary evacuees from the village of Altenham, but now no one lives there.

I began to explain to the elders if they could settle in the village.

"In return, we ask you to create a unit of one platoon. It's near the mountains, so crops won't do well, but grazing sheep and goats will improve the land a little bit. Taxes want 20% when shipping those meats.

You'll need time before you can live properly. Two years is tax-free, and one platoon soldier will be paid the same salary as our army. "

The elders were listening to my words. He stares at me silently even after my story.

"It must have been Lord Banter. Have you ever wondered why we're traveling through the Ardennes while we're hunting?

"I thought about it myself. Hey, didn't the Cats used to have a big country? Didn't you use the race as a hunting group in the hope of rebuilding your country...... That's the way it is."

Finally the elder leaks a sigh. Some elders talk aloud to each other next door.

"Exactly. Where the land now known as Mandale was once our kingdom. But whoever finds out about it is no longer in Mandale, more than a thousand years ago. It happened from the human race flowing west, but it would be too late now..."

After all these years, it would be a problem to say that it was once our land. If we do not settle within precisely a hundred years or make some kind of declaration of intent, we will be forgotten around us.

Even if we help create a cat kingdom, the surroundings won't be satisfied, and people who have been chased from the land may be caught up in rebellion.

More than ten times the cat population, as Ms Lady said, would be necessary for the Kingdom to maintain it.

"Do you want to leave a new spark? I brought this suggestion from the gratitude of the cats who made the kingdom with us and my thoughts on the cats."

"That's what I don't know. We are the species that live in hunting. I don't think that's going to help the fight..."

"That's the funny part. I understand very well how Lord Banter fought. It's just like the way you hunt......"

Now Mr. Lady started talking.

The way we fought when we started bandits. How did you drop the fort or the king's capital? They explain their role in detail at that time.

I could look back at the old battle while I said no to the elders and lit the pipe.

Pretty unscrupulous stuff impresses me while I'm talking about myself.