Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Orania Oriente, Tronia, the capital of the Orans

Council of Chiefs of the Oran tradition.

A big fire is burning in Central Square.

It is the tribal chiefs of the Orans who are illuminated by the bright lights.

Thoughtful place, it can be seen that, in fact, the standing and sitting position is determined by the sequence of the tribe.

The meeting, in which each tribal chief wears a sword and an armored helmet in front of a fire under the moonlight in a square without a roof, was now in the right place.

"I think everyone understands Hal Akircius' gesture of war and dominance in his previous opinions, statements and reports… I think we should join the alliance"

"I agree, I think we should bet on the Cilentium Alliance and the Border Guardians"

"No, the path of autonomy is not yet closed, we should not draw conclusions here as soon as possible"

"Empire pressure is increasing, but it won't be too early to draw conclusions."

"... it is easy to join the Border Guardian here, perhaps if he were his, he would exercise generous rule, but that is to say that we will be swallowed up in a sense by Cliffonam and the Empire, is that still good? How is it different from being annexed to an empire?

"Isn't it completely different? The opinions of us Orans are not reflected in the reign of the Empire, the Cilentium is not, neither Cliffonam nor Oran are reflected as the opinions of the people"

"No, I still think it's premature to rendezvous."

"That said, it doesn't make sense if you join us now that you have momentum in the Border Protection Officer?

"Sure, there's nothing else left to screw up the demands and pressures of the Empire but the momentum of his people, just in case they lose some battle... perhaps the Cilentium Alliance is gone."

"Uhm... why did that neighborhood guardian come to our land of Oran... I'm sorry..."

"You can't help but say that, can you? Besides, the Cilentium and the Border Guardian Officers are suppressing the people of Cliffonam, which is why we had the chance to participate. If this had been the other way around, we would have been at war with Cliffonam and Halemia all night long at the hands of that good border guard."

"... uhm"

"I don't know..."

"Besides, I hate to admit it, but we can wait to see how it goes, but the environment surrounding us can only change in the wrong direction, right?

"That won't happen..."

"… we are talking about the current situation where we lose the momentum of the Cliffonams, are frightened by the invasion of the Halemians, succumb to the pressure of the Empire, cry over the atrocities of the Orans on the island, and are torn into wealth by the rampant banditry of the pirates. Tell me how this condition will improve."

"... right, you don't get any better"

"I guess, because it is"

"At least if we join Cilentium, let's get rid of the loads of Empire and Halemia, Cliffonam, and if we do... we can see the future"

………

"Sure..."

"Not the best, but the best… is there"

"Um, it's the best..."

So what the tribal chiefs say, it all stops.

Time has passed.

There was not a single twitch in the square, but only a whiff of fire.

Oran tribal chiefs who shut up and close their eyes.

A calm voice sounds that quietly excludes silence.

"No more disagreements, huh? Then… decide to join the Cilentium Alliance, if you are dissatisfied with this decision, leave this place and raise your sword if you will as well."

In the statement of the chief of the Lunacioni tribe, the oldest, the tribal chiefs of Oran pulled out the sword in their hands simultaneously.

A sword flashes on the fire.

When I saw the swords of the chiefs of the tribe, who were impelled up by heaven and did not make them microscopic, a quiet voice sounded again.

"... then Hal Achillsius, the border guardian, shall be king of our people of Oran, and our people of Oran shall give his loyalty to him since Bellaweunulix, king of Oran. And let us express our sincere cooperation in its governance, and let us not fall behind in its battle, but hang the mercy and generosity of his people, and the martial courage of our people in Oran."

"" "" Let our future be his!!

By the Ineon River, near the battlefield site

The confluence of the Ereil and Ineon rivers, which became a battlefield in the battle on the banks of the Ineon, was beginning to be created by Quintus' command.

It was on the basis of the barracks set up immediately after the war that it was decided to gather the captives and refugees of the Sedenian and Possian communities and to create and inhabit the city.

About a third of the people of Cedenia and Possia, who had been captured as prisoners by refugees and the Halemians who were on the outskirts of Fredia, chose to remain in the land.

In order to help rebuild the two tribes damaged by the Halemians, Hal distributed almost all of the loot he had reclaimed from the Halemians equally to those returning to their homeland, and continued to provide support if needed for supplies and manpower, but demanded that they remain under the control of Cilentium.

There would have been no other option, but the two tribes accepted to accept the demand and to come under the umbrella of Cilentium.

The people of both tribes, who chose to remain in the land, went into the shelter of Quintus with all the women and children who were captives, and some 20,000 human beings in numbers.

Quintus accommodated his people in the barracks as well as healing their torn bodies and hearts in captive life, while turning more and more of the work that could be done to those who recovered.

Firewood pickup, simple luggage carrying and sorting tasks, warehouse management, documentation and office work, taking care of soldiers' meals, cleaning and tidying up the barracks, etc., but by moving their bodies, they tried to dispel bad feelings and memories.

Did this method work, the people gradually broke it down with the soldiers, and a little smile was starting to return.

Quintus was also wearing it in the form of hiring several former prisoners of the Sedenian tribe who could read and write letters, but he was very discreet.

"Um, General Quintus..., tea is in"

"Oh, oh, thank you"

"General Quintus, this is the document..."

"Uh... oh, this is an investigative document from Cittius Administrator of Cilentium, please put it in that corner as I will prepare an answer later"

"Yes."

Quintus gently places the letter on Quintus' desk and smiles back at the Cliffonam woman who leaves.

I'm so restless.

Quintus looked around as he ran the pen to the east photo paper to do paperwork at a simple desk.

Around you are blondes, silver hair, long, skinny Sedenian women.

The clothes I wore before that seemed worn out and terrible, so I paid the Imperial Soldier for the piercing clothes, but they got worse.

I paid for it thinking it would be ok because it wouldn't be the same back length as an imperial man, but I completely lost sight of the differences in body shape between men and women and the characteristics of the Cliffonam with long legs.

I have a lot of trouble doing things with my eyes because of it.

"No, no, no, no, no, this isn't it."

Quintus, who followed that hindsight with his eyes, seriously closes his eyes and repents thinking of the angry face of his beloved wife Tioria.

Even though it is a measure pushed by itself, it is very difficult to do this when surrounded by women.

Not to mention the fact that my job so far has always been a man-bound military service, so it's uncomfortable just to say that I have a woman at work.

A wild voice reached Quintus' ear, which nearly held his head.

"Excuse me...... would you mind?

"Oh, duh, go ahead...... not good, come on in!

When Quintus replied so, even suspicious of the tone, he opened the door and the engineer captain came in.

The engineer captain, who came in with a slightly strange face, saluted with his legs aligned, slowly opening his mouth.

"Commander of the Temporary Corps, installation of the bridge on the Ereil River is complete"

"... ok, good luck. Make a report quickly, but let's go on a little inspection before we do."

"Ha, then..."

The engineer captain responds to Quintus, who stands up with the sleaze.

And Quintus walks out of the room like he pushes the back of an engineer captain.

When I closed the door, I sighed.

"If they're that bad, why don't they just move somewhere else?

Quintus also returns words with a bitter smile to the engineer captain who says bitterly.

"No, but it's helping. Because I'm not good at making sentences."

"Really... So here it is"

The captain of the engineers remained grinning, but said nothing more to guide Quintus to the site of the crosslinking.

Quintus currently leads the Corps of Engineers, which consists of former Cilentium Defense Corps faces and Imperial Veterans.

After a paragraph of work in Fradia, he was ordered to take over the aftermath from the 22nd Legion and transform the imperial barracks set up after the battle on the banks of the Ineon into cities inhabited by citizens, and to cross a sturdy wooden bridge from Hull to the Ele-L River.

The Ineon River has already been bridged in cooperation with the 22nd Corps, but the city and the bridge were to be built on Hull's plan to use the land as a base for river distribution.

However, since we are worried about retroactive pirate raids and the rampant smuggling of vessels when ship navigation flourishes due to river circulation, we decided to build bridges to delimit the sea from the upstream basin.

In fact, the Ereil River, which is upstream from the confluence of the Ereil and Ineon rivers, begins to be shallow at the bottom of the river and narrow in width.

It is not just for defensive reasons that transport to the upper watershed actually needs to be reloaded on small ships.

Also, once we are bound to reload in this city, we need to hire the manpower necessary for the reloading operation, and the aim is to carry goods to this city rather than maintaining the ship both upstream and downstream, and it would be more efficient to leave it to the counterparty ahead.

That way there will be commerce upstream and downstream, and this city will be the hub of commerce.

As a result, businesses flourish, making it easier for the city to moisturize, for money to spread and for circulation to be monitored.

While the efficiency and facilitation of land transport and distribution of the bridge itself is further enhanced, there is also more than enough secondary significance.

The Ereil River is more than double the width of the Ineon River.

Quintus, however, used the technical skills of the empire to quickly tackle the post-order crosslinking from Hull.

Once the river bottom is measured and a robust and uniform location is selected, Quintus creates an imperial-style piling raft to begin installing the bridge girder quickly.

A wedge has already been struck into the great river of Ele-L in a series of overnight crosslinking operations, and triangular driftwood avoidance is also installed upstream of the bridge girder.

It was at a surprising rate that the people of Cliffonam and Oran, who could not even bridge the Ineon River, were completing the bridge, increasing the power of Cilentium with the technical power of the Empire.

"All of them cross stone bridges, but now we need a bridge that we can freely cross for the development and distribution of the town as soon as possible."

That's what Hal told me. Quintus paid attention to the crosslinking work because it was easy to build the city because of the barracks.

In front of Quintus, who arrived at the site of the crosslinking works, was a bridge girder lined up in a straight line to the wide Ereil River.

Ten piling rafts were coming up to this side, and the faces of the engineers manipulating the raft had a proud smile.

"That was pretty quick..."

"Everyone worked hard for me"

The engineer captain still proudly answers Quintus' impressed voice.

"And then there's the top plate and the columns..."

"Yes, we will resume construction as soon as the timber arrives"

To Quintus, who told him to snap, the engineer captain says as he finds the two of them and answers them with his hands up to the waving Corps of Engineers.

The Great Bridge, which is a specialty of the city of the bridge - Colonia Pontis - is soon to be completed.