Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Lesson 52: The Next Generation

Despite the sudden convocation, everyone gathered in the dining room.

Uncle Chris gave me an explanation of the situation as he opened the map.

"Rebellion, I said, the simple force is inferior to this one. But there are many kings on this side, so we can see each other."

"So many people on the enemy's side?

"Yep. Plenicia and Grania more than half of the nobles flipped the anti-flag. Both countries are already in a state of civil war."

"What did you say about a large number of kings on this side? Aren't they all?

"Yes. Gran beeped (broom) every country. Rather, King Gran is the mastermind. Because it is its own flag."

The person has been there before.

Cyril's brother, who doesn't seem very suitable for a king.

Speaking of which, Gran is the main culprit...

"Maybe Mr. Cyril or everyone else in Corona?

"No, Lord Cyril is on this side. Corona was first on the Register."

"Good. Then the rest is Gordina."

"Unknown. We haven't revealed our position yet."

"Be careful over there. You might bite me the moment I show you the gap."

"What other allies?

"Loran, then you're Yapone. Especially from Yapone. Reinforcements will be here soon."

"Yes, that would help."

If that happens, it's going to be a clash between the register rear and the Gran.

Corona can't move in a broad direction to give her a glimpse of Goldina.

Loran doesn't have enough troops to go out.

then......

"With us and Yapone, are we going to fight Gran?

"Perhaps. Both Prinicia and Grania will have their hands full about their country. We can't afford to send them to this battlefield."

"Do you know the difference in power?

"800 in my own country, 50 reinforcements. I thought the other Gran side was about 1200."

"Isn't that enough? We're going to win."

Just us.

Even without reinforcements, did you want to say?

Or did you want to say, without your father?

I tried to ask Sister Ashley, and I stopped.

Because it's going to be a meaningless question.

I drove my feelings like an eight-win, and I told Mr. Chris

"I know what's going on, what do I do?

"Wait, Sylvie. This is war, right? You should stay in the castle."

"I want to join. Can't you, Uncle Chris?

"To be honest, I would also like to invite Master Sylvia to join us in the war. We don't currently have a flag."

"The flag? You mean the flag?

"It's about the king. You can call me a mentor. Of course, there is no good for anyone, and many must be convinced."

"That's me, isn't it?

"Yeah, under the circumstances, there's no one better qualified than you."

Father.

If you find out I'm going to war, will you be angry?

... No, that's still good.

I don't mind being raised and scolded from the afterlife at all.

Because I already see the way.

"Sister Rita. I'll join you."

"Yes...... If you're feeling hardened, I won't stop you. Instead, don't just force it, okay?

"Thank you. I'm gonna move carefully."

"Rita, we're here. I'm not gonna let that look dangerous to you, am I?

"Pleasure, thank you. Now it's about the formation..."

Uncle Chris writes numbers on the map in red.

Everyone took a serious look and followed the brush tip with their eyes.

I can't go back.

Of course, I'm not running any further.

I grabbed my fist in my fist and slammed the information on the map into my head.