Continental Hero Senki

Aeresund, capital of the Principality of Schauenburg. There is also a cool symmetry commonly known as the "Duchy Capital" and the "Maritime Fortress City", which is quite eccentric. Not ashamed of its synonym, Aeresund is an iron wall fortress.

The special topography of the island, the powerful navy held by the Principality, and the robust and elaborately calculated walls of Aeresund hold back the enemy's way.

In fact, on several previous occasions Livonia and the Eastern Continental Empire have moved their troops to attack Aeresund, all of which have failed, with the result that the Principality of Schauenburg acquires its status as a neutral state.

The port of Aeresund, such an invincible city, was on April 11, a day behind schedule initially. Apparently because I encountered low pressure along the way interfered with my sailing schedule, but a day would be a range of errors.

A fleet carrying kings and princesses and senior government officials, albeit an unsightly ship called a 28-gauge small cruiser. The welcome of the Principality was magnificent. The Principality's pick-up vessels, which appeared as they approached the port, were Valdemar VI, the Principality's naval flagship, and Berengaria, the 84-gauge second-gauge battleship, making it the most advanced 130-gate first-class battleship of the Principality's navy.

Right, it's amazing, by analogy in Japan, as much as "When the king of a small country with only a small destroyer visited Japan, there was a welcome from Nagato and Vajra". Shit. And cool! There are guns full of doors, 65 on one side! I knew as a boy you'd be impressed with something like this! No, well, naturally, there's no artillery, so shooting is magic. The magician who opened the gun door and was inside fires at the enemy ship. So maybe I should say port windows rather than gun gates.

And, if I was obsessed with watching the Duchy Navy ship, I almost fell off the deck. Though I'm glad Mr. Maya helped me at your place, if I did poorly, the black history of "Sergeant of the Kingdom of Silesia, overshadowed in a port in another country, falling off the ship and drowning" would almost be in the textbook forever. Danger. Danger.

"Again, Yuzef-kun, does this place mean boys of all ages?

"I'm a boy from the beginning."

If I argued so, for some reason Mr. Maya bent his mouth to the shape to shut up. Why not?

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I have a lot to do after I get to the port of Aeresund. Of course, His Majesty Franz and other government dignitaries, such as His Highness Emilia and the Foreign Affairs Letter, are taken to the hotel and to the venue of diplomatic talks in the name of "serious treatment from the Principality". Accompanying it are the high-ranking bureaucrats who said Mr. Maya and the provincial administrators and secretaries, and I and the martial officers who said Sarah only have enough to move to the quarters the Principality has prepared for me.

Well, it's only my first day, and I don't need to panic. Besides, if you're telling us we don't have to be in a tough ceremonial setting, it means we're quite free to operate.

"Well, I guess this is Stone Street information-gathering"

and have an operational meeting with Sarah and Mr. Fine in the prepared room.

"When I say gather information, what information do you gather? Eresund's weakness or something?

"No, no, no. Sure, when I hear it's an invincible fortress, I want to look for coarse, but that's not what I'm here for this time. The information to be gathered this time is to facilitate the upcoming harmonious meeting."

"Specifically?

"Right... aside from whether or not you can, I guess the most I want is' where the other country is compromising '"

Last spring's war was a hard win for Silesia and a shame for the Empire. Tactically, they stacked victories, but they can't be called decisive victories. Because we truce leaving room for the Empire.

So how far will Silesia demand and how far will the Empire refuse in this meeting? The rush becomes important.

The content of the Guinier truce agreement was "the complete withdrawal of the Imperial forces occupying the Syrian territories" and "the non-stationing of Imperial forces in the former Silesian Valavillier and Ludmina". Regardless of the former, the latter means that "when a formal pact of reconciliation is concluded, Valavillier and Ludmina will return to Silesia", which means withdrawing the army as a previous stage.

That's what the Empire thinks.

As I said earlier, the Empire is in vain, and there is still room. Now we will be reforming the military, but as soon as that is done, we can rematch. That's the kind of attitude I would take.

But the Guinier truce agreement itself is a valid one, and overtly breaking it will also have an impact on the future diplomacy of the Empire. If it seems to me from other countries that "Empire is a country that does not deserve the trust to reverse promises," it will certainly have a negative impact on the "foreign policy review" listed by the Imperial Chancellor.

So the Empire has to make some concessions to Silesia. If we can figure out where we are finding that compromise, it will be of some use in the actual negotiating arena. You know, the prisoner thing.

"Mr. Fine. Do you know the estimated date and time of arrival of the Eastern Continental Empire and other countries and where to stay?

"We've already got confirmation from the embassy on where to stay. The date and time of arrival depends on the weather, but we expect to reach the capital from April 15th to April 18th for all countries."

So you're saying that you can be ready for 5 to 8 days? Thank goodness. That's about it and we'll figure it out.

"Something confident, but isn't it impossible to get useful information in a few days?

"Well, Sarah's right, you can't. Surely nothing can be done in the 8th. It's not information-gathering that we're doing now, because the Empire guys are coming after just a few moves of grasping geography."

"Well, I was just gathering information..."

"We'll gather information. So what we're going to do now is get ready to gather information."

"... erm, what exactly?

"Mm, it's easy. Maybe it's the right assignment for Sarah."

"What?"

Sarah tilted her neck. You thought you didn't have your turn in the intelligence war.

No, no, no, there are only things that people with a personality like Sarah can do... if they don't punch people in the dark. I'm a little bad around here. If I could, His Royal Highness Emilia and Mr. Maya would be a hundred manpower, but, well, that's no choice.

"Well, explain the operation... it's not hard to say it's an operation. What we're going to do is sightseeing."

"... what?

Sarah's anger gauge went up one. Relax, this is still the intro part. I'd be in trouble if I was cleaned up here. How about that, and talk about the continuation of Sarah's operation as she calms down her anger.

"Touristy is something appropriate near the hotel where the Imperial Diplomatic Mission of the Eastern Continent stays"

……

Yeah, I'll explain, so don't be so awesome? Hard to explain.

"Well, it's an operation to get along with the right store clerk."

"Hey, Yuzef, are you saying this out of the blue?

"No, no, I don't mean that, so don't stare so much!?

I wonder if you have it in your roots when you were on the boat. I'm not bad! You mistook me for sleeping. I'm sorry, Dr. Sarah!

Anyway, if I thought it would be easy to explain, explain... to Sarah, Mr. Fine started explaining.

"Major Marinovska. Perhaps what Major Yuzef is trying to say is," Find the store that the Imperial Diplomatic Missions of the Eastern Continent would use, "and" I hear from the clerk the confidential content that they inadvertently talked about in that store. We'll get along for that, 'I think. "

"... Really?

That's right. It's already a hassle, Mr. Feene, and you seem to know it, so I'll leave the explanation to Mr. Feene.

"We need to breathe, so to speak, a place of diplomacy that has risked the fate of the nation. It will be depressing to be in a hotel all the time, and if you don't dissipate it in the communal pleasure district, it will also affect the key diplomatic venues."

"So, you wait to get on with it and talk confidentiality in the spare store?

"That's the thing. Well, it's usually a good idea to have operatives in the store in advance, but this pageant was a little steep and unprepared, so I'll use a slightly more far-fetched method."

That said, Mr. Feene retrieved the map of Aeresund. There are marks and notes on the map that I believe Mr. Fine has already written. On one of those notes I saw the letter "East/Diplomatic Corps". Perhaps that's where the Eastern Continental Imperial Diplomatic Mission stays. Mr. Feene points to it, while continuing to explain.

"When it comes to being close to this accommodation and being able to accompany embassy people… is it a pleasant neighborhood in the North Third District?"

That's what Mr. Fine writes modest circles with a pencil.

"But aren't there many shops in the pleasure zone?

And Sarah's question. Naturally. The number of stores and flashiness is not a modern comparison, but still not a level where the three of us can manage. But...

"Not really."

"... Really?

"Yeah. The guys in the diplomatic corps will be mostly men, and when they are, the places they want to go are limited"

"... I mean?

"Store with cute girls"

It would be nice to have a tavern offering liquor where a pretty girl is a clerk and her mouth gets lighter. It's a trap that every man, east and west, falls into in ancient times and now talks a lot about trying to make Kawaiko look good.

A high-ranking bureaucrat of aristocratic origin cannot go to such a store, but there will be many civilians accompanying them, and naturally there will be people who will go to such a store. Aim there.

"Major Yuzef. In that case, the whorehouse would be an option, too?

"... uh, yeah, well, yeah"

I think it's amazing how you can say a word like that in that face. I wonder what kind of answer I would give if I told you I would put you in a choice after that. Well, aside.

"You can't put me in a choice. Exactly. I don't think a diplomat would come in because a store that specializes in that kind of thing has a trap."

Well, this depends on the country or people.... I think I'll nail the guys in my Silesian diplomatic corps later.

"That's why, Sarah. Somehow you get along with the guy in the tavern with the cute girl."

"... Oh, yeah. I'll try."

If this doesn't work out, maybe I'll get beat up by Sarah...