In addition to the Kingsguard Knights defending the Royal Castle, there is a battalion of Royal Army stationed in Illustria, the king's capital, which bears the name of the kingdom as it is. The commands of the first battalion, which is a resident force, also serve as commanders of the entire Royal Army, and there is no such organization as the so-called main and senior commands, which oversee the entire army.

At the command of its First Battalion, a deliberative meeting had been held about the disturbances in Baron Barren's territory that had occurred earlier. One corporal reports in front of a general-like man.

"So, after all, how bad is the Baron Army?

"Of the troops that plotted to invade Silva Forest, one squadron in the front line was devastated. Looks like the majority of the remaining squadrons that were in the backpack combined with replenishment and replacement were hit. Several people, including the Baron, were killed or injured in the attack on the territorial capital of Balen. It's just that the baron himself is seriously wounded, but he's taking his life."

"Well, there's more to bad luck than that dorotten nobleman dying. You just have to fuck it up without rotting."

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well in my ears. What did you say?

"Nothing. So, it was the elves who got rid of the Baron Army after all?

"That's the problem. The battle in Silva's woods seems to have been a sorcery battle, so it's not surprising that the elves consider it the subject. But the attack on the Baron's territory..."

"Elves can't directly attack towns and villages in the first place. Besides, reports indicate that the attack on Baron Baron Barren's territory was a simultaneous and multiple arson."

"Yes. And it's night. More than the actual fire, there was terrible chaos among the residents who were frightened by the fire, and more damage was done because of the noise, assaults and looting that took place everywhere."

"You don't look like an elf. Warren, what do you think?"

The general-like man turned around a young man who until then had silently refrained.

"Before that, damage should have occurred outside the territorial capital in Baron Barren's territory. I'd like to hear your report first."

"Yeah? That said, you said something about the road. Kurshank, talk."

"Heh. Traffic is interrupted all over the territory and all over the streets connecting the territorial capital of Balen. The streets that connect Dolan to Ballen collapse in the mountains, and no contact has been restored yet. The bridge in Paleru Canyon also remained collapsed, and traffic with the mode was completely interrupted. We also saw damage in the streets to Rosimo and Ninvik that somehow horses and cows would stop moving forward."

"What? You're saying horses and cows took sides in the elves?

"No, if you look closely, there seemed to be gravel scattered on the streets with the smell of dragons or some kind of warcraft. It seems that horses and cows got stuck in fear of the smell. He recently found out what caused it, and he didn't know what it was until then, so he was in trouble."

"Hmm. So? Warren."

"Obviously not the idea of an elf. Rather, it is close to the idea of our people, but then it becomes about who the executor is. So far, no one has reason to be hostile to Baron Barren but the Silva Forest Elves"

"Damn. I don't care how many enemies you have on that rotten outer road."

"Still, if you're going to make such an attack on the entire Baron Territory, that's all you should have reason and ability to do. We do not see any such person at this time."

"Dear Warren, is the blockade of the streets so problematic?

"Dear Boris, it's not just a street, it's a street that connects the main points."

"Boris, if you're also my nephew, notice about that. Doran is a baron-led barn, covering a third of the grain needed in the baron's territory. Mode is not only baron territory, but one of the kingdom's leading horse regions. Rosimo and Ninvik are large market towns. If you can't get in touch with these, it could be a lifesaver for Ballen."

"Neither the drain nor the mode produce little other than cereals and horses, respectively. I bought the essentials from the gold I sold grain and horses in Valen. When the road to Barren is blocked and those essentials are unavailable, you will inevitably find buyers - even from outside Baron's territory - in a town other than Barren."

"Then Baron Barren's territory..."

"Yeah, if it keeps going like this, there could be a drain and mode break. If you do poorly, Barren will be financially ruined."

"The question is, who painted this picture? Heterogeneous as an elf thought. So you're a human being... and I'm just a little concerned."

"What do you care?

"Did you know that in the outskirts of Moreau something like a dungeon was discovered?

"Well, hey, you were making a scene about the party of rotten braves being wiped out."

"That's a lot of rot. No, those brave men belonged to Barren's Adventurer Guild, so to speak, Barren's power. I'm concerned that the force was shredded before Silva's invasion of the forest."

"Morrow's dungeon is this one appetizer? So the Barren attack has been planned since before Silva's invasion of the forest. Besides, when the dungeon is chewing one..."

"I may overthink it. But I want to keep it in the corner of my head."

It is over-thinking. The "Labyrinth Without Return" and "Labyrinth of Quicksand" cases were only personal revenge fights against the Brave Party, and it was only by chance that the Brave Men belonged to Barren's Adventurer Guild. The culprit who caused the noise is the same crow as Barren, but there's no conspiracy like the man called Warren cares. But it also appears to Warren and others in the General Staff, who have become accustomed to anticipating the worst as military personnel, a vast conspiracy planned around them, or a national strategy.

"Warren, this is no longer an issue for the military to think about alone."

"So..."

"Ah. Tomorrow we head to the royal palace first. I'm gonna get you to hang out."

"Wow... I don't like that."