Continental Hero Senki

Major Damrosh almost made me stop him inside the embassy and ordered him to be grounded at risk. But I met my beloved Lieutenant Bednarek, Countess Fine von Linz, by skillful speech! I bragged to Mr. Feene half legged, half exaggerated that

"... Oh, I'm sorry. I was totally unwilling to ask."

I knew.

Feb 28 at 00: 00 PM. Daytime restaurants are crowded in every world and every country.

So, this isn't a coffee shop near the attorney general's office, or a mass canteen near the Glades. It is an intermediate level restaurant (restaurant) in central town. Yeah, that happened, so I tried to change the place, but it probably makes little sense. There are no stalkers today, and Mr. Feene's associates (and my wallet situation) just struggle. Let's find some cheaper stores......

"But thanks for the advice. From now on, it's a male name... well, I'll keep it Alberto Jurek or something"

"... well, if I had a chance to use it, I'd talk about it"

Major Damrosh knows that Fina (...) and I are meeting and exchanging information, and there is nothing we can do about it where we have now deluded ourselves into changing our names.

By the way, Jurek is a local dish in Silesia. It's a bit sour soup, a major dish sitting in a miso soup position in Japan in the last life. I don't think Silesian food is sour for everyone. Actually, that's not true, but I feel like a lot of it.

"So, what the hell are you doing today?

"Oh, yes. Wait a minute, please. There's another one coming."

"One more?

"Yep... Oh, here I am. It's her."

Mr. Fine looked at the entrance. There is a presidential warrant for the company that is doing best in the Ostmarc Empire right now.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Lisel Elizabeto von Grilpalzer. See you later."

As elegant as ever, Mr. Lisel is giving out The Wealthy Aura. It doesn't look very familiar to the restaurants used by the middle income group. But I don't have the financial resources to go to a fancy restaurant... we're all poor...

Mr. Liselle wasn't alone, by the way. Mr. Liselle, there are two perfectly wide Osama in black clothes stuck around the back, both of them looking like professional wrestlers, but one of them had a leather bag of women's things. What, that kind of hobby?

"... I'm Fine von Linz, daughter of Count Linz"

For some reason, I think Mr. Feene's alert level has increased by one. No, don't raise it. I'm on your side. Where are we?

"I apologize for the poor shops for the noble ladies. But this is the best I can do..."

"It's okay. I wanted to see the rumored Countess Linz, too."

Um, Mr. Feene, don't look at me. I think I'm feeling a little tighter with my eyes. I didn't say anything about Mr. Feene.

"So, what the hell are you doing today, Captain, calling for the daughter of the Baron Grill Palzer family?"

"Uh, no, exchanging information, the..."

Scary. I feel like every word she utters is mixed with a gloomy rage. Mr. Fine doesn't spit instant poison like Sarah, he spits poison like a poison mushroom that destroys the inside of his body.

Cohon, calm down. I can't help it now that I know how much Mr. Fine is scarier than Major Damrosh. This place looks like a Han (cousin) as an older and higher class......

……

Um, don't stare at me like that snake. Because I'm going to be a frog, and I'm going to be unable to move.

I finally can't move anything but my mouth when I'm all alone with Mr. Feene's petrifying magic. I can't help it, so I move my mouth so hard to try to solve the curse. Come on, me.

"Uh, I called Mr. Lisel today to exchange information between the three of us. Let me show you both this first. Oh, please return that later."

That's what I said, from the nostalgia, Princess Emilia figured it out, and the draft Interception Operations for the Imperial Army adopted by the General Operations Headquarters of the Kingdom of Silesia.

Their reaction is thin. Of course, Mr. Lisel is not a military man, and Mr. Fine is a neglected soldier.

"... I don't know what a soldier is."

"Me, too."

"You don't have to understand. I just wanted to say 'The Kingdom of Silesia has a proper interception operation proposal'. It's proof of that."

I don't care if it's just my mouth. That's why I showed you the draft operation. Naturally, it would be a leak of military secrets, so you'd be fired if you could. I trust these two to show them now. Even so, I can't make it look long, so I demand that it be returned immediately.

"So what will be the chances of the Kingdom of Silesia winning if this operation is transferred to execution?

Mr. Lisel said as he returned the operating instructions to me. I mean, she said, "You can recover exactly what our Chamber of Commerce has invested, right? I'm saying." Rest assured. I won't let you lose it.

"You've just said half the odds so far."

"... Really?"

You're not convinced by half because this is a business meeting that has put the fate of the Chamber of Commerce at stake. But I can't throw up. I want to stay with the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce for a long time.

Now, how do you convince me? That's what I was thinking, and Mr. Feene nodded quietly as if he was good at it.

"I see. Is that what you're saying"

She said that in a small voice, but with a clear voice that we could hear clearly. What did you find out?

"Baroness Grill Palzer. If you take this investment, it's a loss."

"What do you mean?

"Our imperial foreign ministry of Ostmarc has already decided to cooperate against his country"

"Ho."

Something Mr. Fine took over the business. It sounds like he's just saying, "Ostmarc will have direct military cooperation," but he's not. I'm just sharing information now. But Mr. Lisel, who is not a military expert, won't know this.

"I mean, that Silesia will have a higher official to win?

"No. The odds of winning will remain five minutes as they are"

Because they don't send soldiers, they don't fight together.

"But the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce will suffer less damage."

Huh? Really?

"... what does that mean, Master Linz"

"As soon as Ostmarc and Silesia find their hands together, perhaps the Eastern Continental Imperial Emperors will disintegrate. It is imperative for the Imperial faction to destroy the Kingdom of Silesia and make its own power firm, to provoke a domestic backlash if it has turned a nation bigger than Silesia: the Ostomark Empire against its enemies. I bought the wrath of a big country for a small country."

"If you do, you will strengthen the Crown Prince's nephew's voice," he said?

"Yes, and if it does, the exchange of information on the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce will not be seen as problematic. I don't have time to worry about the chambers of commerce in other countries."

I see. I finally get it.

The Kingdom of Silesia wins is the best hand for the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce.

Then what is the worst hand for the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce? It is that Silesia is doomed and the Eastern Continental Empire drives the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce out of the market.

But Ostmarc and Silesia are in a cooperative relationship. Even if we destroy Silesia in this situation, the Eastern Continental Empire turns a great power called the Ostmarc Empire against its enemies. If we hit badly, Livonia and the Second Reich of Christ might join together and poke. That way, even an emperor with weak scaffolding cannot be spared the responsibility issue. I don't know about the First Eastern Empire Split War. Then the power of the Imperial Grand Nephew, arguably the parent Ostmarc, who was buying and selling the information, is revived. As a result, the only damage suffered by the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce will be the first, money spent collecting information, and there is no fear of being kicked out of the Eastern Empire.

And if Silesia wins, nothing's wrong. There is no great name to be driven out of the market of the Eastern Continental Empire, and a cone can be made in the royal family of the Kingdom of Silesia. Furthermore, there may be some favourable movement for cooperating with the Ostmarc imperial government.

Exactly a low risk high return business deal for the Grill Palzer Chamber of Commerce. It's going to be Silesia and the Eastern Continental Empire that will take the most damage. I envy a country where fishermen can benefit.

……

Ms Liselle bites Ms Fine's words and barks in her brain. I guess that's what you're thinking, whether this story is true or should be ridden as true.

Well, I'll make one more push.

"The chances of the Kingdom of Silesia winning would be very high if we could get into this business talk here, if the Grilpalzer Chamber of Commerce could put all its efforts into gathering information, and know the exact placement, formation, of the Imperial Army of the Eastern Continent"

I can probably win 80%. You can't lose at least 80%. In other words, we call it a business meeting where we can recover 80% of our investment. If I had money, I'd invest in it.

Liselle looked at me with perseverance and said away when she shook her platinum blonde hair slightly.

"Okay. Let's get on with it."

As soon as the deal was concluded, Ms. Lisel instructed one of the escorts to do something. The escort who was instructed gave one document out of the bag he was carrying. What is it? Is that a contract? I thought so and looked at the documents they gave me and it was different. The contents are a fine roster, plus a map. The map is a map of the eastern border of Silesia. Symbols arranged like pawns on it, and arrows. Could this be...?

"Captain Waresa. That's the detailed placement of the Eastern Continental Imperial Silesian Crusaders, and an overview of the operation."

The power of gold, don't be afraid.