Continental Hero Senki

The situation of our army after the Krakowski banquet is as follows.

Her Royal Highness Princess Emilia Silesia, alive and well.

Duke of Maya Krakowska, Little Broken.

Henrik Mihau Rosenstock, duke and man, little broken.

Baroness Ilia Landovska, sinking.

Sarah Marinovska, sinking.

Rasdowaf Novak, unnavigable in the toilet due to vomiting.

...... korya hiya.

The time now is a little after 5pm. It's already dark outside and it's time to go back to the barracks if it's supposed to be...

"I don't care what you think. You're not going to be able to move from here by about three people. What are you going to do with this?"

I ask Mr. Maya, who is the main perpetrator of the tragedy in front of me by making him human in this House.

"Right. Let me just let you stay at my house. There are plenty of rooms."

"I apologize for the inconvenience"

"I don't care. I'd rather you come anytime."

It's a shame they don't tell you to come anytime, but they're not anywhere you can come anytime.

"Lady Duke of Krakowska, I thank you for calling this a very interesting feast."

"Oh, I'll call you when I get another chance like this. Come anytime, Sir Rosenstock."

"Of course it is. See you later."

When Mr. Henrik passed this tragedy magnificently as if it had not happened, he left a short goodbye and just left. She also says she pushed for trouble.

"For now, I'll focus on handling this corpse, but what do you do?

I'm going back to the barracks.

"Hmm. But it's gonna be tough from here. You want me to get you a carriage?

"That's not true. I'd like to walk a little to remind you of your drunkenness."

"Okay. But we need to go through the checkpoint. I'm gonna hang out with you there."

"Thank you"

"That's okay. Okay, I'm just gonna get ready and process this for a second."

With that said, Mr. Maya withdrew from the reception room. What was left in the room was me and Ilia sinking by booze and pillowing the elbow of the couch in a relaxed state, Sarah sleeping with my knee in her pillow, and Her Royal Highness Princess Emilia drinking tea gracefully by herself. After all, His Highness only drank one glass of sparkling wine (champagne) at a five-hour banquet. You're really weak......

Her Highness Emilia turned to me when she slowly put the cup on the table.

"Well, Mr. Yuzef. I need to talk to you a little bit."

"What is it"

"Tomorrow, the Ministry of Military Affairs officially has a decree, but I know where you're assigned"

"... ho"

Well, you're royal. That much can be done. The problem is......

"No way, Your Highness, you spoke to the personnel of the Ministry of Military Affairs like His Majesty the King, didn't you?

"... say. I spoke to HR. Mr. Yuzef's original assignment was as an operational staff assistant to the Fort Tartak Guard."

Is that Fort Tartak or where Brigadier General Schmidt or something was? The Operational Staff Assistant there may also have been recommended by Operation Lutto Staff, who was explaining the operation before the Laskino War. But you're telling me you're not going there.

"Your Highness, how can you say royalty? Inserting your mouth against human resources is not a very praiseworthy act..."

Was it because Her Royal Highness had already turned her hand when Sarah told her to "be a princess or something" and she looked in trouble?

"I know. But there's only one thing you can ask of Yuzef."

"... what is it?

Asked, His Highness Emilia looked me in the eye with a stood up and perseverance on the spot. I guess I should get up too if I were supposed to, but Sarah's head couldn't even stand in the way.

"Yuzef Walesa. I command you in the name of Emilia Silesia, First Princess of the Kingdom of Silesia"

His Highness gave me orders after taking two big deep breaths.

"I hereby appoint you as Under-Secretary Assistant to the Attaché of the Embassy of the Kingdom of Silesia in the service of the Ostmarc Empire."

"... what?

I was surprised that I was appointed to an unexpected position, and my consciousness flew for about half a second.

"In short, are you a stationed martial officer?"

"Yes."

"I talked to Viscount Linz, that arrangement, right?

"Yes."

That's what Viscount Linz decided in his meeting with Viscount Linz after the Laskino offensive was over: "Send someone you can trust to the embassies of both sides". The ultimate aim is the establishment of the Silesia-Ostmarc alliance.

"But we were talking about 'When a messenger from Ostmarc arrives, Silesia sends a messenger too', right? Has a messenger arrived yet?

When so questioned, His Highness Emilia slowly shook her neck to the side.

"No, not yet. However, I was contacted this morning by the Embassy of the Ostmarc Empire in the Kingdom of Silesia." One new ambassador will be sent, "he said.

I see. Has Mr Minister for Foreign Affairs over there already acknowledged it?

"... I understand the circumstances. But am I good?

"It's good. For me, I consider this candidate to be my only choice, and my best choice. Mr. Yuzef is the only trusted staff member."

"Hi, I know it's too much to buy..."

"Are you dissatisfied?

"No, I know it's an honor. Sincerely, I am dying."

If His Highness Emilia trusted me and asked me to smile, I wouldn't be able to refuse.

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Leaving me intoxicated, I went outside the aristocratic quarters. The night sky in Silonsk, King's capital, in November was thin and cloudy, and terribly cold. High latitude Silesia comes early in winter. Physical sensation, but the temperature would have already reached freezing point.

… but at the Embassy of the Ostmarc Empire? It's just better not to work in a secluded area, but it's farther than you can imagine. Embassy means working in Esterburg, the capital of the arts. Besides, diplomats in every world are elite courses. Although the hurdles of diplomats are down because of the unification of the continental language into the "imperial language", the official language of the Continental Empire, as in the previous world.

And so on and so on, I was lost in the way. Um, where are we?

Relying on the wretched moonlight, I look around. It's hard to say that all the buildings are old and the roads are maintained. There's garbage scattered all over the place, and if it was summer today, it would smell pretty bad.

In other words, this is a slum.

"Man, what did you think of getting lost in the slums of the night, death flag?"

Even though I'm sorry, I'm going to be blurred.

It's winter now, so the number of vagabonds is low. Otherwise, you'll freeze to death. Besides, I'm in uniform now, even though I'm weaving my jacket. He looks so pathetic, but he won't be the one thinking about getting his hands on the military.

and try to get yourself safe by flagging death from yourself. You should be able to get out of the ghetto as soon as you get back down the road you came from.

On that road, I'll take a tour of the city. I don't care what you think, it's not lively. It's also suspicious if people live there, and all the buildings look abandoned. And I glanced in the alley, and one child was squatting. Probably a girl, about 5 or 6 years old to tell from her height, but in a town that looks malnourished for this look, plus 2 might be more accurate.

The girl stared at me when she realized I existed. I don't want help, I don't want something, I'm not just scared, I'm just staring, especially without any emotions.

I'd been eyeing the girl for a few seconds, but I immediately turned away.

If you say you didn't think you wanted to save the girl, you'd be lying. I even wanted to take you back to the barracks somehow and take care of you.

But I'm not great enough to do that, and I don't have a match. Besides, the action of giving things away in the ghetto is dangerous. If I do, another vagrant who shows up from somewhere will rip me off and kill me, for God's sake.

That's why I have to abandon that girl.

Five minutes later, I safely passed through the Glades and returned to the city of Silonsk, which I was used to seeing.