Common Sense of a Warrior

Though I got in the carriage on my way home, I get off on my way.

Anna tilted her neck for a moment, which was synonymous with such abrupt behavior of mine, but was soon following me.

The city walks just fine to tidy up your head.

I immerse myself in my thoughts as I walk along a slightly wider path, laid with gray cobblestones.

I thought about it earlier... but I stopped it.

It was about the rivalry between the nobles, which will deepen in the future.

While the Maelian Marquis gradually gather the support of ancient houses and expand their own factions, houses and emerging houses with innovative ideas are beginning to unite to counter them.

Although it hasn't surfaced yet, it was something I felt myself doing with my face here and there.

Naturally, it also affects aristocratic marriages… Whatever, marriage for aristocracy is a political ploy and a contract.

That's why both factions have no choice but to make a leap forward in wanting to have their daughters daughter-daughtered by Master Edgar, the direct royal lineage of only one.

Besides, because the child generation is just as nervous about their own marital partner with that look in their eyes of the parent generation... surely the undecided Sharia of their fiancée will be hard.

… In addition to the rush of the parent generation's house, there are many things such as the fact that females struggle with each other is shady and yet obsessive.

And at the same time, Lomel's struggles were healed.

Because because of this, a truce has been reached with the Twile nation, and now the struggle for domestic hegemony has begun.

Forget the heat if your throat is too high... even if you have enemies outside you are united inside, but if you lose them, you mean there will be strife inside?

I don't want to think it made sense that your father risked his life and fought to protect his country.

Because I don't want to...... I'm angry.

That there is a raw man who is trying to create a new spark while enjoying the peace that will be formed on top of many sacrifices.

And naturally, under that circumstance, Lomel must devote her strength to coordination among the nobles, not to politics she really wants to focus on.

How many vain thoughts does Lomel have?

"... I'd like to help."

To an accidentally leaked soliloquy, Anna tilted her neck for a moment.

"Nothing. Solo."

Explain to fix it, while seeing the scenery around.

The sawari and just the wind blew and the trees that were planted at equal intervals on both sides of the road swayed.

I stop for a moment...... and walk out as I enter the world of thought again.

... even if I say it, it's without a stopper.

Again, that the social community recognized me as my next battlefield, etc.

The power of each person has its limits.

There must be occasions when someone needs help, whether it's politics or not, so that one can't fight 10,000 enemies on the battlefield.

All I can do, then, Master Romel... and keep the rivalry between the nobles at bay so that Louis's burden of succeeding to the future is reduced.

To do this, we must build on our strength.

Like when the face of the National Army and the face of the convoy followed my instructions without any authority when helping your brother where he was attacked before... I guess it takes the right amount of persuasion to move someone.

Persuasive...... it is a strong will and experience.

There is no stray in words and deeds supported by the experience accumulated by a strong will.

This means that being confident in your words, actions, and guidelines increases your ability to persuade others to weigh more.

... I want to be strong.

Enough to be able to penetrate your will in a social circle that is spreading.

I had just renewed my resolve to do so, and I was reaching home.