From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Sercado's political system was central to the rule of the First King. The system that followed for several generations was transformed by the birth of a madman.

“All power is focused on the king, and if he is mad, the kingdom is doomed! ”

"The words of a senior political scientist, Berthus Linols, have since begun to develop the political system in the form of a noble decentralisation.

The king was focused on all his military forces, and the nobles were empowered.

Since then, Sercado's political disposition has been in the basket of central power and noble decentralisation.

The king and nobles taming each other, fattening the country and raising soldiers, that's how it is today.

“Goodbye.”

Lind told me about Sercago's politics and situation.

Leaning against the creaking wooden chair, I saw his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

“No, it's going to work. It looks like a country.”

“That's why it looks like this. ”

The Duke is more powerful than the king and the uncle of the prince.

My nephew is dying to kill the Duke.

Yeah, the country's looking good.

That's why I'm thinking this too. I understand that there have been many historical events like this.

If a nobleman raises power makes a mistake, he'll impose some kind of penalty on it as an excuse.

In my case, it was the same. The problem is that he said he would take the Wolves' fortress instead of paying taxes.

If I fail, the palace will feed on me.

Give the mines enormous taxes, join the royal knights and make them work for the royal palace for years.

Well, excuses are the problem. I had a lot of work to do.

Yeah, I get it. Even if I were you, I would covet my salt mine, I would want to keep my strength down, I would want to hold my hands in my arms.

“Decillio, you son of a bitch. ”

Of course, understanding him doesn't mean he looks pretty.

“Glad I don't have ears to hear. ”

Lind told me.

In the palace, I cheered for my raid on my fortress in a unique way.

“This year we will take your strongholds, and we will tread on your land with courage! ”

I declared war on Palmoon in the palace.

“Is this guy crazy? Really.”

I spit at myself with a smile. The wooden chair wept and moaned.

“Don't get excited. ”

“No, it's not that exciting. ”

Who the fuck came up with this idea? Do you really think that if I fail, I'll stand by and listen to the demands of the palace?

“Do I look that loyal? ”

“No, it looks windy. ”

Lynd, you sharp bastard.

But that's not in this life. Thirty-nine I could not deny you, but I can certainly deny you now.

“That's what your face looks like. ”

Lind adds. I muttered, ignoring useless words.

“I wonder what kind of stupid idea that came out of. ”

At least it wasn't Decillio. He's more of a hands-off kind of guy than I thought.

‘I bet some kid encouraged it. ’

Through a brief meeting with Lynd, I've arranged for the future.

“Is there a way? ”

Anxiety rather than disbelief, my eyes are deeper than anxiety.

“Maybe."

“Don't make me nervous. ”

Where's the certainty in the world?

“I don't know until I have face-to-face. ”

Of course, I thought there was a pretty good chance I could take over the keep without a single sword.

The palace wanted me to fail, the ferryman didn't expect me, and the door laughed at me.

Two days later, a letter flew in from the door.

It is a spring breeze that will bring pollen, but Fraunmund territory has struggled between the wastelands. That is,

Instead of pollen, it was a letter to a land that only scattered dust.

The content was simple.

[Defend the Wall. A mole hiding behind a wall.]

“Who's guarding that fortress? ”

A black graph under my eyes answered my question.

“I heard it was Ser Pedora, the Knight of the Wolves. ”

The moment he declared a siege on the fortress, Grafe gathered intel. It was something I had to do somehow.

Fedora, I've never heard that name before.

I could have made friendship with Fedora Wolves, but I didn't have to.

That's the one who's crying later anyway.

“I will, I will, the fortress! ”

Digo raises a metal club beside him. It is similar in length to Halberd, but Orlot is a tool for strength training.

Digo, of course, was raising the finesse of his skills beyond strength training.

You're moving pretty well with that other club.

Next to him are Jenryd, and next to him are Alice and Royce.

Lind shows up at the training ground, practicing her swordsmanship, and climbs up the back mountain to practice archery.

I realized I was lacking because of my defeat, and my goal was to invade the Wolves Fortress.

“Hook!”

My knights were more enthusiastic and overzealous than ever, including Jen Reed, who snores and Alice, who wields her sword like crazy.

* * *

“Have you heard the rumors? ”

Kick!

As he hammers, he stops his hand from hitting the iron and raises his head.

Chihuahua!

The red lump of iron soaks in the water, and the steam rises sharply.

“What?"

When Jack, who was sweating, asked, the man in front of him said,

“My lord. ”

“My lord, what? ”

This land is also less taxable and good to live in. I heard farming isn't easy, but it's not a big worry either. Rumor has it you've been growing crops only in the south lately.

“They say they hit the fortress of Wolves. ”

The people of Fraunmut's territory seemed to be sensitive to rumors. He was also a refugee who moved here, so he was anxious that the land would be destroyed at any given time.

“War.”

Jack said.

He remembers his family and raises a hammer. I thought I'd have to make weapons by now.

“No, um... War is war, but we don't fight. ”

“... You're not fighting? ”

A man named Tequila gathered and trained all the young people within the territory.

Jack, of course, thought that Technologies would imprison them, but worrying didn't happen. Training was hell, and they gathered regularly to learn many things, but there were no conscripts.

“Live hard. ”

The lord said that while wandering around town. Chris Fraunmoont was different from the usual lords.

“Can you make farming equipment? I think I can grow something on our land. ”

I said that without hesitation.

I thought it was because I was a commoner. He worked hard except for training time.

Sometimes there was a big wolf beside him.

“I won't bite. I don't usually ask questions by myself, so don't be afraid. ”

I used to say that, the fortress was not surprised enough to scare people even when they saw the great white wolf.

The village virgins flocked to see the lord, but it was no big deal.

“Murdock's bringing his herbs, right? ”

“I'm a little neglectful about training these days. ”

“Do you still have your pockets packed? ”

When I worked at the Forge, I was often poisoned, so I stopped by the Herb Dealer often. Jack overheard a conversation between the lord and the herbalist.

“It's inefficient to dig and hide. The fortress has a hobby for books. ”

“Morn made it for me. ”

“Are you the lord who brought the sculptor? You are my savior. ”

“You're welcome.”

Jack quickly understands what he is saying and unknowingly approaches his side and looks inside the book.

The book is an outer book, a safe built to hide things inside. It's full of fluffy cotton, so I can keep the silver coins from colliding with each other.

“Where did you get that? ”

Jack asked.

“...... Ask that blind sculptor Morra in the middle of town to make it for me. ”

The herbalist said in a cautious tone.

It was the invention of the century. Jack had a wife and a child.

The lord of this land did not force the people to do anything.

Instead of asking them to raise their spears, they said they should have the strength to defend themselves. I thought it was all bullshit.

Jack did, and so did Smith, who lives next door. And Bourne lived next door.

But there were no conscripts. They say they raided the Wolves' fortress, but one day in the territory was as usual.

Ow!

By the time he had memorized all the pumpkins' names, he knew that his cry was a sign that the morning had dawned.

‘The city where the wolf cries to wake the morning,' people used to call it 'Daybreak Howling.’

Sercado used to make a name for the largest city in a territory, essentially a combination of two words. It was a name that matched the tradition.

It was about time the spring sun slowly grew hot and turned into a man called Summer.

Alice checks on security and rides out on horseback with news that a group of troops are approaching whenever something happens at the gates.

Five soldiers follow her behind. On horseback, you see a wagon and approximately three hundred soldiers standing behind it.

It looks like you've come a long way, but there's no soldier with a lively eye and a disheveled posture. They were well-trained.

"Where's that symbol? ’

It was a sentence that shaped five tall spires. Alice looks at it and rolls her head, but it doesn't come to her mind.

‘I'm not a nobleman. ’

“What brings you here? ”

Alice mentioned that someone soon put out their face in the wagon.

"Hmm."

It should be a light from the look of it. Not as beautiful as Chris, but the same woman said she was beautiful.

An open forehead and golden blonde graze her ear and blush down.

The half-closed blue eyes looked forward, and I felt like I was opening up. Pink lips painted on white skin opened my mouth.

“My name is Emelia, the Countess of Sieghal. I'm here to support you in your attack on the fortress of Wolves. ”

“Wow."

A soldier opens his mouth behind his back and bursts into elasticity. I didn't look back, but the other four won't be much different either.

‘Fifty rounds, Marine Corps. ’

I wonder where he might be talking to someone who might be the enemy.

Alice gives a clumsy example and turns to the horseman.

“I will report to the lord. Please understand that we can't just send troops into the city. ”

Alice talks, and Emily looks up and down at the beauty. It was only for a short time, but the sensitive senses of Weiss Knight noticed it.

“Yes, I'll wait here. ”

Alice turns back to watch the maid next to her as she drags her into the wagon, saying, 'Miss, the skin will burn in the sun.'

Although I had never thought about the importance of looks as a woman, I was a magical woman who was just standing in front of me as the same woman.

Alice goes inside and finds the lord's quarters.

“Phew!”

I was training to dive in the deep bathtub.

‘Why is that really happening? ’

“Here comes the Duke of Sieg. ”

Speaking out loud, Chris breathed.

“Who?"

“Emilia Zighal. ”

“Who's that? ”

“He said he was here to help with three hundred troops. ”

“Help you with what? ”

“Playing Wolves Fortress. ”

Chris takes another big breath and looks at Alice and says,

“Emilia Zighal? ”

“Yes. I told him to wait outside. ”

“Tell the troops to camp out or not and bring in at least a escort if they have to." ”

After saying that, Chris takes a deep breath again, shirtless, and plunges into the bathtub.

Alice goes back and says exactly what she said, and soon the halfling girl enters the territory.

The two escort knights standing next to him, who I didn't even want, said first.

“I can't let go of my weapon. ”

“Suit yourself.”

Alice talks and pretends to walk out. Emily's appearance had been erased from her mind for a long time.

‘Why don't we stretch out our swords more vigorously? ’

My mind was filled with thoughts of swordsmanship again. Earlier, I saw Chris, and his hands were trembling, wanting to fight again.

That way, Emily, who was invited to what Alice called the training ground, grabs her hands together and stops.

She didn't say anything, but the servant suddenly opened her eyes.

“Your Grace, the Duke of Siegfried! ”

“Jenny.”

Emilia pulls the maid dry. Then her escort knight plunges straight into the ground. My bathtub trembled with a thumping sound.

“Mind your manners. Baron Fraunmund.”

“Phew!”

Then Chris, who was soaking in the bathtub, wakes up with a gush of water. At the same time, he opens his mouth.

“Hey, this is void! You're a distraction!”

Emily takes a breath for a moment and swallows. Dark blue hair was wet and made a mist around it, and a straight nose caught my eye first.

Then the developing pectoral muscles, the flared shoulders, and the densely formed abs. His gaze fell down without even knowing it.

"That......."

Jenny, the angry maid, opens her mouth in a daze. In a few moments, my eyes seemed to change into a heart. Seeing Jenny's mouth as if a drop of saliva was flowing, Emily regained her senses.

“Jenny.”

“Ah."

She bursts into resilience and the escort knight leans out frowning.

“Get dressed. Lord Fraunmund.”

I was too free to welcome the spirit of a baron. Chris still smiled and said.

“That's very thoughtful. ”

‘You're right. ’

I didn't think I'd get tired of that face and body for 500 years.

So Emily and Jenny agreed, but not the escort knight.

“Mind your manners! ”

The escort knight looked like he was in trouble.