Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Flink Castle Yi Harland, House of Chiefs

Still cold, Harland welcomed and calmed down a strong army coming from the south.

Hal, who led the 21st Regiment into the outskirts of Harland, did not lay siege to it, but built a barracks to seal off the streets in front of the main entrance, applying silent pressure.

After about three days, a messenger from Vinfrind, the new chief, finally arrives to state the oral content of his desire to negotiate the lifting of the street blockade and surrender.

Hal decided to respond, and took ten Northern Legion soldiers from the Leilken Ten as escorts into the Flink Patriarchate.

On the front is Vinfrind, who was newly appointed as Chief Flink, and on the left and right are the warrior chiefs of the Flink tribe who started it.

Hal all slightly lowered the tall Leilken's and approached Vinfrind, who would sit in the Chieftainship.

I'm Hal Akircius, border guardian.

"It's the chief Vin Flynd... not the Frink's general thrust about this hostility"

"... what does that mean?

Surprised Hal has room, Vinfrind skews his face.

"You're right, we're not willing to defy Cilentium"

"You say you disobeyed even though you didn't have the will? That's crazy. The apostle has already brought back the words of the former chief, who can also be your declaration of war. I'd like you to put out the former chief."

To the harshly pursued Hull, Vinfrind uttered words once he scoffed his lips and squeezed them out of it.

"... my father is... dead"

"Huh?"

"... to show that he had no intention of fighting against Cilentium, he discussed the chief who was the father who acted in hostility. Danford's brother and sister also killed him because they resisted."

………

Vinfrind adds words when he felt Hal's face, which ends with shock, as a sign of dissatisfaction.

"... not enough? Then I'll hand this over too."

It was the Grand Cleric Staff that Alshalea had been deprived of that Vinfrind had brought to his warrior chief under his command.

"What is this?

At first glance, it's only an old big wand. Vinflind warps the corner of his mouth and says to Hal, who is handed that and confused.

"... it's the Great Cleric Wand, your daughter-in-law needs it, right?

"Oh, this is... I see"

To Hal's unexpectedly thin reaction, Vinfrind hastens without changing his expression.

This is not good.

Hal slowly opened his mouth, not knowing or knowing the inside of Vinfrind, who soaked the cold sweat on his forehead.

"What we want is an apology and compensation for the Sedenia and Possia"

"What?"

Hal took over the words to Vinfrind, who listens back with a dumb face to unexpected demands.

As for Vinfrind, he thought he was going to make more demanding demands.

"Needless to say, we know that you cooperated and Prince Danford drew in the Halemians. Apologies and reconstruction assistance to the Sedenian and Possian communities affected by their wildlings… specifically ordering the provision of food, clothing, livestock, household goods and labour"

"... command? We..."

We have not yet surrendered.

It was Vinfrind who tried to say it back by remembering the rebellion against the word command, but then he ceases to utter the words of Hal.

"So will you perish?

………

Reminds me of the beauty of a Northern Legion soldier sieging Half Half Half Halland, leaving room for another vinflind of sweat on his forehead, Hal said in a strong, angry caged tone, unlike before.

"We can do this with a degree of punishment while helping those who try to destroy us, giving soldiers, and driving two tribes that are even supposed to be one of us to the brink of ruin, right? If you can't take this, we won't find any point in your surrender."

"But we didn't..."

If he is such a sweet border guardian, Vinfrind, bracketed high that he may reduce the burden depending on the negotiations, attempts to circumvent responsibility.

If we insist that it wasn't our own work, we wouldn't be making any demands.

Besides, the Frinks are poor in economic terms, regardless of their bravery and courage as a matter of fact.

Crude agriculture on lean land, and the quality of wheat that can be harvested is not good either.

Even though we eat only our own food, we do not expect to provide assistance to the two tribes that have been devastated.

It was Vinfrind, who manages to make excuses to avoid the burden, but Hal relentlessly said it away.

"There's no objection, you have to choose between taking it or destroying it."

Stared sharply, Vinfrind reluctantly decided to respond to the request.

"......... ok"

"We'll keep you posted on the specifics, keep your money and supplies in order by then."

Vinflind called out to Hal, who tried to leave him saying so.

"Wait, how are you going to treat us... the Flinks?

"I'll follow up on that, too, but I won't destroy you if you respond neatly, will you join the Cilentium Alliance?

Vinflind with lips, but I reckon I have to endure it here.

Otherwise, there would be no point in selling the festivities to Cilentium until I discussed them with my father and my cousins.

"... I intend to do better than I did..."

It was Vinfrind, who disagrees with Hal's words.

Far North Region, the Great Halemian Settlement

A clan of Bagans, beaten to pieces by the banks of the Ineon river without skin and only a few escaped, reached yet another settlement in the depths.

Those who fled with their companions while sheltering the backs of those who burned with flamethrowing.

He who was crushed with a one-eyed hand throwing arrow of a Northern Legion soldier.

He who was severely injured after a sharp slaughter.

The one whose hands and feet were burnt and melted.

The settlers welcomed the evil ghosts with the same horror that the horrible group appeared in unrestrained footsteps.

Fear is directed from the miserable form of the fleeing Bagan clan itself to a new force called Border Guardian and Cilentium, which has transformed those who were formerly the same people as themselves into their frightening appearance.

Its black-eyed, dark-haired little man named Achilcius, who named his successor to King Alford, lets the dragon manipulate and spit fire, and exchanges the warriors of Cliffonam with steel covering them with rocky hardness, and takes the small, never frustrating warriors of the south, sending down a mass of flames, shooting arrows without aiming too far with the soul of a whale.

Cilentium rumors instantly spread to the Far North region, combined with the fact that 400,000 members of the Bagan clan, one of the leading forces in Halemia, were wiped out.

Alford was scared, too, but that's only horror as a person.

There was a technique to fight, and it was possible to escape.

Besides, there is more to mercy than being an interracial person.

Alford persisted in attacking the Halemians every year, but still had nothing to do with annihilating them, and those who fled did not chase them.

But the cruelty of its successor is unimaginable.

They were shot, burned, slaughtered, poked, and drowned in the end, and the clan was destroyed.

There was no mercy there, and the Halemians, combined with the means of war, fought Hal's displayed attitude towards themselves.

The war is contagious, and people and tribes fleeing further north from the land close to Cliffonam begin to emerge, and fighting breaks out between them and the same Halemians who lived there before they evacuated.

It developed into a recurring situation, not just in one place, but everywhere in the Far North, where innate indiscriminateness and selfishness caused confusion in a circle around the matter, and the Far North, incidentally, was disturbed.

The Halemians have entered the warring age by now.

Forgetting its original purpose and reason, it dawned on the battle, and it let down its power.

Three weeks after the surrender of the Frinks, Castle Fredia

The large desk placed in the Miyazai office was crowded with faces that had advanced the Northern Heping project.

Headed by Hull, the border guardian, Adamantius, Belius, Bergan, Quintus and Tarpeius sit on the upper seat, and the men who stood for the northern tribes of Cliffonam to face it.

The rash on his face.

Frink Clan Chief Vin Frind

Rudows, chief of the Freids

Salf clan chief radens

Saura Sheikh Barsieg

Acting Chief of the Cedenia, Dietrinthe.

Acting Chief Possia, Tordelite.

Cadonian Sheikh Mold

Rolfurt Clan Chief Hietagannas

Quofurt Clan Chief Jebarien

Sphelt Clan Chief Yarvift

of ten, not including sub-tribes and tribes, but also representatives of the most powerful of the northern tribes.

As a result of the civil conflict, the Salf tribe was led to the inauguration of a clan chief, Radens, a party of clan chiefs, before receiving military backing by the 23rd Legion and Bergan.

Vinfrind, who became the chief deputy of the Flink clan, lined up Grand Dollar, his father, and offered and surrendered the Grand Cleric Wand to Hull with the neck of his cousin, Delnford, Charlotte.

Each of the daughters of the war-dead chiefs of the Possia and Sedenia will act as chieftaincy deputies, and under the umbrella of Cilentium, reconstruction is progressing.

As the results of the war against the Halemians spread, so did the Kryphonum tribes' appreciation of the Silentium alliance, and the Freids, Sauras, Cadonians, Rolfurts, Quohults and Sfelts, who had silenced the call until then, successively expressed their participation in the alliance.

And this time the Flinks surrendered, almost all of the northern nations will have decided to join the Cilentium Alliance.

Today, we are going to ask you to review the terms of your participation in the Cilentium Alliance and the contents of that item, as well as to offer you the terms of your participation.

As Hal read out the outline of the Cilentium Alliance, a surprise was heard from everywhere.

"... are you sure it's good under such conditions? It's too convenient for us..."

On behalf of the Chiefs who were briefed on the outline of the Cilentium Alliance, Hietagannas, the oldest Rolfurt clan chief, twisted his neck as he said so.

Is there such a thing as half-heartedness?

Hull's generous governance has been reaching all over the place for a long time.

Although the northern tribes also dropped off their participation in the Cilentium Alliance, they paid more attention to the trend than before, and sometimes the tribes brought information back naturally by going into business and making money, and they were able to confirm that its contents were true.

But once again, even if not directly, they showed their generosity to themselves, who were once hostile or even supposed to have been alienated, and could not hide their confusion.

"Of course, all of you who become later allies are treated slightly less well than your first allies, the tribes, but we are not going to discriminate on basic terms"

To Hal's words, the roaring chiefs again.

And the most surprising was Vinfrind.

All that was imposed was, after all, reconstruction support for Possia and Cedenia.

"My dad really misjudged the situation..."

There was something glowing in Vinfrind's eyes that leaked pompously and looked up to heaven.

The Cilentium Alliance, where basic autonomy is guaranteed and cultural support measures are available.

Aside from their size, the Chiefs, who witnessed the transformational gesture of Fradia, which was not significantly different from the villages where they lived until just a short while ago, were sometimes overwhelmed by the civilizational power of the Cilentium, and gradually the meeting moved on to Hal's lead.

Not to mention seeing the Great Crosslinking of Colonial Pontius on his way to Fradia.

"The Halemian threat has left for the moment, and from now on I think we can focus on cultural promotion and economic support"

First of all, Hietagannas, chief of the Rolfurt, responds to this word, which Hal uttered.

"Um, I'm sure of the Silentium Army's righteous heart, let's say my tribe officially signs up to join the Silentium Alliance"

The Chiefs apply to participate in this statement one after the other on a derisive basis.

The chieftaincy deputies of Megurei Possia and Sedenia have already expressed their participation, and now all the major tribes of Cliffonam are joining the Cilentium Alliance.

Now most of Cliffonam, with the exception of several tribes in the East, came under Hull's umbrella.

Meanwhile, the anti-Silentium nobles of the Fried tribe had been subjected to unexpectedly harsh treatment by Hull.

The nobles, who initially thought surrender would be forgiven, tried to negotiate a surrender that insulted Hull and made it conditional on the maintenance of the sphere of power, but Hull did not acknowledge it in any way, and all the Fried nobles, who were anti-Cilentium, were to move to Fradia, severing their influence from the territory and the nation.

He then hid all the contemporary ones and decided to use the noble children and the next generation as substitutes for the court officers who had been killed by Danford.

And because the nobles of the Bergans and the Cilentiums would be in charge of this, the anti-Cilentiumist nobles struggled to preserve their lives by compelling them to serve the clan as court officers.