Continental Hero Senki

I don't want to go home. Why, because when I get back to the governor's office in Krakow, a ton of budget bills are waiting for me. No matter how I feel, there's no way I'm not leaving.

The Emilia Division left the capital Sokolov on March 5, two days after the medal award ceremony. I decide to go by force because I want to keep my labor costs as low as possible. Money is more honorable than strength.

And March 7. I broke up with Mr. Fine at Vranov, where I stopped on my way home. To bring back to the Empire the key figure in the example.

In anticipation of His Highness Emilia and the others leaving me temporarily, she spoke to me.

"I must return to my home country once, Father... no, I must report to the Minister of Information. I'll be back at the Imperial Consulate in Krakow when it's over."

"Really, I get it. You must be tired of the first war and military, so rest in the Empire."

Mr. Feene is the one who brings the trouble for it, so he said so with the desire to delay Krakow's arrival as much as possible... but the thought didn't make sense. Or maybe it's through, but you dared ignore it.

"Thank you. I will persuade Uncle Linz to come back as soon as possible."

I got that answer back. It's about her, you know what I'm saying anyway.

"Oh, that's what I forgot to tell you. Major Yuzef... No, should I call you Sir Yuzef?

Don't say "Sir Yuzef" with a smile that makes people look a little foolish. You definitely think you're "weird ringing" yourself!

"Please don't, because I'm going to mumble. What is it?

When I asked, she looked serious as soon as she could. It's Mr. Feene's face when he's in work mode, when he's dealing with information.

Mr. Feene narrowed his voice and put his face close to me to tell him what to do in my ear. Oh, you know, it's okay to worry about leaking information, but don't you have to get that close? I'm just breathing in my ear.

"Recently, movements around the imperial grandnephew Sergei Romanov faction of the Eastern Continental Empire have been active. Major, be careful when you return to Silesia. It's possible the Grand Duke is in the dark."

Again, in the last four months of Silesia without His Highness Emilia, I am too optimistic to think of anything. In the meantime, it seems better to hear what's going on from around Ilia and Henrik.

"... thanks for the info. I'll tell them through Berkson if anything happens."

Copy that, sir.

At that time, His Highness Emilia and Sarah returned. Apparently, he talked to the Karlsbert Royal Army in the Vranov garrison somehow. It would be about example information networks.

Mr. Feene checked with Her Highness Emilia and she finally got away from me (her ear). Dangerous. If I could just breathe like this, I would have woken up to some weird sexuality.

Meanwhile, Mr. Fine said, he had gone to His Highness Emilia and conveyed his gratitude to His Highness as he remained in work mode face.

"His Highness Emilia. I would like to thank you on behalf of the Imperial Government for your cooperation in this operation in our country. Thanks to this, our country met friendly countries, information and, above all, trustworthy people. Thank you so much."

It may have been a slightly clerical tone, but there was emotion on every end of the word. The content, perhaps, is also true.

Her Royal Highness Emilia, who has received her thanks, also pays a tribute to Mr. Fine.

"No, our empire also receives a great deal of assistance and cannot thank the Empire enough. Imperial government, and tell His Majesty the Emperor," Thank you. "

"Yes. Be sure."

The two then shook hands firmly and broke up.

Mr. Feene sent me a meaningful gaze when he left, but I wonder if he's still talking about his engagement...

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March 9.

He arrived in Carbina, a former stronghold of the royalists, who hadn't set foot since the fall of the Ormutz Fortress. I'm in a bit of a hurry because I'm a day behind my scheduled itinerary while I'm talking about forcible forces and stuff. This is the 11th to get to Krakow.

If you know you're going to be late, you may not have to rush. Give the general a rest and walk normally after.

It was with that in mind that His Highness Emilia shouted when he was modifying the retreat operation. The voice probably contained an extraordinary determination.

"I have decided, I will still give Mr. Yuzef the title!

... Yep, I don't want it. Exactly. I don't need a title. But His Royal Highness's Rampage (?) did not seem to stop, and its expression of opinion went on for a long time.

"Even though His Majesty Karel glorifies a foreign hero, I don't see myself giving anything to a hero in my own country! If Carlsbert gave you the status of 'Sir', I would have to give Mr. Yusef about the Baron position!

"No, Your Highness, that's a little..."

What should I do? I can't say "I don't want" to face it, but if I receive it, I'm going to have some trouble with it. No, I've already stuck one foot in the trouble of the aristocratic society.

In the first place, His Highness Emilia told His Majesty Karel that I didn't want to be a nobleman, did she? Then why did I get the title of Sir? This would not have happened if His Highness Emilia had said so strongly around there...

The question was resolved in the words of Mr. Maya.

"I was also surprised that His Majesty Karel gave Yuzef the title of 'Sir'. He said in an advance meeting," I don't plan on giving him a place of nobility. "

"Really?"

This means that apparently this title of "Sir" given by His Majesty was a sudden one, which surprised His Highness Emilia and Mr. Maya.

And something unexpected happened due to His Majesty's need for consideration. That is the merit award for the Silesian side in this civil war.

It is the fundamentals of the army that give the worthy reward of a martial arts medal. So if you put up a martial arts medal in a war, well, basically, you have to give it a reward. That could be a medal or a promotion or a gold envelope, but the problem is that this civil war intervention was not ordered by the Ministry of Military Affairs, but by an order from His Highness Emilia.

The Ministry of Military Affairs has acquiesced and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has delegated blank paper. Regardless essentially, for nominal purposes this is His Highness Emilia's private battle.

That means His Highness Emilia must give some reward for his men's medals. Since the exercise of human rights such as promotion and glory rests with the Ministry of Military Affairs, it will be otherwise, that is, a medal awarded by the royal family or a gold seal, or an episcopal duke to nobility.

If His Majesty Karel hadn't distracted him, His Highness would have been able to cloud his tea with a proper medal or bonus or on vacation. But it made the conversation easier because His Majesty Karel gave me the title of nobility by mistake.

I mean, "You're an asshole that King Carlsbert gave nobility to the Silesian army's peace staff, but the Silesian princess gives nothing to her men! This could happen."

The way to avoid this is simple, I hope His Highness gives me the same reward His Majesty gave me.

"Mr. Yuzef, if things go to a paragraph, I'm going to King's Capital! Hang on to your father and get ready for the episcopate right away!

... No, even though I know the rationale, it doesn't mean "yes I do thank you". Stop it, I don't need a baron or that kind of substantive status. But His Royal Highness is something of a norm.

"Your Highness, I appreciate your sentiments, but I have no aristocracy..."

"You're already there, aren't you, Sir Yuzef!

"No, um, don't call me that. Something's going on in my back."

I thought I had to avoid the episcopate somehow, but His Highness Emilia didn't back down.

"... Mr. Yuzef is a good man to receive his nobility from Carlsbert's great uncle, and he doesn't receive trivial gifts from girls like me..."

"Will you stop saying that in a misleading way, Your Highness!?

That sounds like my uncle has a hobby! I love young, beautiful girls, like Your Highness!

As soon as he did, His Highness Emilia laughed out at Couscous laughingly. Apparently it was a joke, not a serious thought.... You're kidding, right?

"That, then, is a matter of decision to go to the King's Capital. We have to report back to the central government on this civil war, because it is only natural that those responsible will go, not letters. Will you follow me, too, Mr. Yuzef?

"... ok. I'll serve you."

Well, I have to get information from Ilia and Henrik, who are in Wang Du, and it would be just fine.

"Finally, I will meet your father to discuss Mr. Yuzef's episcopate as well"

"... that's, uh, kind of"

"Don't worry. I probably can't do the baron position, but if it's about a knight (Cavalier), it's fine."

No, I'm not okay. So there's no reassuring element! I can't say.

Knight (Cavalier)...... So Sarah and I are in the same class?

... that? With that said, Sarah's quiet.

I thought you disappeared somewhere, but you were close. However, she is in a cat condition that she has borrowed without appearing to be. He has some kind of conjectured look...