Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

Though there was a sword on the tip of her nose, she didn't look particularly surprised.

"... slow"

Instead, she muttered a word like that.

... Of course, that's not the word I said to the enemy in front of me.

"I'm sorry"

It was a word against Lyle, pointing a blade at the enemy general in front of her.

Behind him...... in a different direction from where they came in, there is the Duke of Almeria Guard which he brought in.

"But you're too fast. To be honest, I was either in time or in a hiatus."

"... but it would have been easy, wouldn't it?

"Well, that's right. Because if two teams enter at the same time from another direction, the confusion will be even greater. Even so, you understand very well. I was supposed to come from the other side."

"Look at the placement, huh? Because you were less manned in the direction you entered than we were coming."

Merlis was moving to predict their movement and support it.

In keeping with the timing of their entry, the entry from a different direction from theirs...... thereby the aim was to deepen the confusion of the enemy.

"Well, I thought you guys would come.... don't come if you don't, even though I was going to take my neck."

Only, the lead goes to the Duke of Almeria Guard, led by Dida and Lyle.

What happened in the Territory would be resolved in the face of self-government as much as possible… Mel thought it was desirable and revealed to me before the war began.

... Nevertheless, if Lyle had arrived late, he was also relentlessly going to put a piece on himself.

That's not out of merit, but because I think early resolution should be the highest priority.

If reinforcements come to the enemy, the battle power difference will widen even further.

Now, no matter how much power she or the Marquis Anderson escorts had overwhelmed the others, it would be difficult to overwhelm them... yes, you must be thinking about it.

"... let me ask you a question for now"

Suddenly, Lyle turns her sharp gaze toward the enemy general and the thoughtful figure.

That's all the man was screaming, "Hih..."

"Who are you?

The man wanders his gaze to the right and to the left.

But no one moves to help him.

Because the spineless have already been slashed and forsaken by Merlis or Lyle.

The rest of the faces let their gaze wander awkwardly, trying hardly to keep their gaze in line.

At a time when Lyle was pointing his sword at the hostages in the first place, there was nothing I could do.

Lyle brought the sword in his hand closer to the enemy's neck.

Tww... and a glimmer of red falls from the enemy's neck.

"You're asking me who you are." Answer without falsehood. "

From next door, Mel inquired in different languages.

To that word, a man eats up.

'Oh, my God... you know Acacian!

"Somewhat. So, who is it?

"Wow, I am Jalal Bent Akasia, the first prince of the Akasian nation!

"" What... this man, the First Prince?

Mel's whining and then Lyle's listening to the conversation via the interpreter, which oddly aligned perfectly.

They have a bewildered look on their faces without hiding it.

"Isn't that a lie? Normally, a first prince would have quite an escort. If I'm wrong, I won't let one prince come."

"In the first place, I've never heard of the First Prince as a spike of aggression against another country."

... If you're going to say that, I've never even heard the Duchess run around the battlefield ahead of time... and I thought that for a moment.

Lyle was thinking the same thing, he had an inner bitter laugh.

"You guys... you know what happens if you even scratch me?

You were saying it and it made you feel bigger, the man who named himself the First Prince turned away from earlier screams and began to smile invincibly.

"... why did you attack this land?

"His Majesty conspired with the Twilight Nation. After the war, the land of the Duke of Almeria and its environs to the Kingdom of Acacia, and otherwise to the State of Twile. As a testament to that cooperation, I was ahead of the war."

Lyle groans and distorts her face, still did......

"Oh, yeah."

But Mel, beside Lyle, shrugged softly.

When I heard what I wanted to hear, I just said I was used up already. Reaction.

"Lyle, there is no doubt that this man is a member of the royal family, regardless of his authenticity. For now, wait to hunt your neck, let's take him. Maybe he can use it to negotiate in the future."

Yes, after she said it, he reacted quickly.

He waved the sword in his hand and cut off the man's foot.

At the same time, a beastly scream echoes on the spot.

"... you didn't think I was going to get all this out and get it back intact? You should know a little bit about people's pain."

When I looked at him like a man, Lyle groaned bossly.

To the words, she laughs with pleasure.

She opens her mouth as she weeps and looks down at the man gasping for pain.

"Yes. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Thank you for your nobility. At best, help the land. '

Lyle shoves a cloth into his mouth and ties it up. And I took charge of him.

"Well, he won't have the temper to die from himself."

"Sure. But isn't that good? I was annoyed."

Like nothing, she returns the word.

"But why... do you think he's really royal?

"His right middle finger ring. The royalty of the kingdom is given a symbol for each and every one of them, and wears what the text is carved into. The text looks familiar. I didn't know you were wearing it on the battlefield."

Mel was right, the man's middle finger was fitted with a gold ring.

The gems are not embedded in the centre, but instead are carved with bull literature.

"Oh, I see.... So, Master Mel. Can I have this one on the way home?

"Yeah, sure. This one will be very supportive.... Me too, I haven't had enough of a rampage yet"

Lyle laughs bitterly at the last word he gets squealed at.

But as soon as he returned his expression, he opened his mouth.

"More than this, I will sweep the people of this place! If you cut your head off, your enemies are the U.N. crowd!

And suppressed by the head of the first prince, they are hit further in the midst of confusion.

The Duke of Almeria Guard, led by Lyle, steadily slashes the enemy one after the other.

Dangerous and wasteful.

... I know his childhood because he came to train for the Marquis Anderson at an early age... well, it's something grown up.

The battle and the extraction are of interest even to me, which binds the Marquis Anderson escort.

And behind that, Mel started the sweep as he gave us instructions.

Amazing battle to see if you didn't mean it when you broke open the enemy front.

Even I was surprised to not see her cap... the surprise of the Guard at the Duke of Almeria's house was amazing.

Dancing in a blood splash, just like something that specializes in 'breaking' your opponent.

And don't delay, or we'll be burned.

That's how he kept fighting, and not long after he realized it, he quickly lay low on the ground, with the majority of those who were on the spot unable to resist either.

Of course, it was because they were crushing their heads first.

At the same time, Dida, who was thoroughly guarded, joined the front.

... That's how the battle that took place in the Duke of Almeria closed.