Common Sense of a Warrior

"... good luck, Master Romel"

Back at the inn, Alf brewed me tea most of all.

When I receive a gentle thank you, I tilt the cup slowly.

"Uh... come back to life"

He was squeaking unintentionally at its tender taste, which stained the five organs.

"Tomorrow, there will be, so how can you rest today?"

"Right. … do you want me to?"

I agree with Alf's words, while I don't move.

"... before that, Alf. Ask for the Duke of Crowe's and the Duke of Baskar's, which I plan to go to tomorrow."

"I'm in awe"

The territory of the Duke of Crowe is located southwest of the Principality of Limmel, adjacent to the State of Twile and the Kingdom of Tasmeria.

Our Lord's name is Chester Crowe.

The family consists of two daughters.

... his wife is dying early and Chester is particularly drowning in his two daughters, a forgetfulness of his wife.

From the location of the territory, we have a good grasp of the information on the Battle of Twile ahead, and as such the Lord most afraid of the threat of Gazelle.

"Hard and moderate, what's their contact?

"Together, he seems to be using those hands to solicit the Duke Crowe family into his own formation. Especially when it comes to marrying your daughter."

"To my two daughters, no fiancée yet...... Well, if you're a father who loves his daughter, can't you badly arrange some house and fiancée in this situation?"

"Yes, the best thing to do as Duke Crowe's house would be to make an engagement with both moderates and hardliners... because one of my daughters would be in a faction that lost the power struggle"

"That's right. Still, a normal nobleman would take that hand... I guess that means Chester loves his daughter"

"I thought the same thing."

"Family Thoughts Duke Crowe House, huh...... What about the rulers of the Lords?

"Problem-like issues have not been raised since the last report"

"Hmm...... By the way, what did you think when you saw Chester's first job?

"It's only my personal opinion from reading the materials…" If you don't take it off, "I thought foolishly. Without breaking the foundations created by our predecessors, we will make arrangements along those lines."

"... did you feel the same way?"

of Alf's reflection and his own. I enjoyed it and laughed.

"Some people call him mediocre... but not insulting at all. Instead, I even think it's horrible. In politics, a number of new policies are planned and transferred to implementation. When making a plan, it becomes liver to think about how one can look ahead, such as whether the plan is impossible or if there are any holes that have been overlooked. By contrast, execution is... well, naturally 'just' moving to execution along that plan... that 'just' is hard to say. It doesn't work as I thought it would, but the world... requires ad hoc action, and sometimes even rethinking the plan will be necessary. Especially when it comes to planning and execution by another person, there's so much confusion that you can't take over the details... well, how dare you take over so beautifully?"

"I'm afraid... that's a pretty realistic word"

"Ha... sort of. It's a good memory now that I've had a rough time taking over my job from my father."

Alf laughed at my words again.

"Speaking of horrible guys... you know, behind the Duke of Filling house"

"Is it Kelly Filling"

"Yes, it"

Secondly, spill a small grin.

"... What is horrible referring to? For future reference, with all due respect, can you tell us?

I asked Alf if he was rarely trying to grasp my sincerity, while turning his gaze to explore it.

"Well... Bruno must be the one making the final decision... but then that wife is doing the job of the process."

"No way......"

"Though I don't have complete certainty...... I guess it's ninety-eight or nine"

I can't stop grinning, whining like that.

"Why do you think I am? And why do you seem so happy..."

"If we had a conversation, we'd know, wouldn't we? Pretty much, he seemed used to negotiating.... Probably because you found out I was aware of that on the way out.... so why do you seem happy, was it? I'm more than happy to entertain you."

"Enjoyed it, did you?

"Yes... that old lady's speech was inside. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed the rush to get caught in our hands. And the amount of knowledge Bruno had in his own head was amazing. That's a good combination."

"You say you're never on your side...... no, is that rather why? Do you think Romel likes to push himself?"

"... I guess so.... No, I love peace. Not on top of this.... That's why I've come so far. But at the same time, I want to see how far I can go. So, well... I guess it makes me excited to find a strong guy to get the same job"

"I see..."

So whining, Alf laughed.

"What are you convinced of?

"Two.... Lady Romel was in my eyes as you served your country to the point of devotion without personal gain or desire.... To be honest, why are you so far? Sometimes I thought. But there's no such thing as a greedless person. I'm relieved to hear that you have a desire to test your strength."

"... right"

"One more thing... I think we can say the same thing to Master Gazelle, that you both can point to the coolest hand here because you have the audacity to enjoy rather than hate the danger"

"... my analysis is already good. Better yet, it's time for you to get back to me. Next, the House of the Duke of Baskar."

Being analyzed by Alf embarrasses me because I feel like I'm being peeked into the depths of my heart.

That's why I blocked the word.

"Excuse me."

Once again I opened my mouth with a serious face as I deepened my grin at my reaction like that.