"Well, I wonder where you talked from..."

In the end, in the hall where Lyudmila lowered them all, except for Origa, Georg shrugged so with a warmer cup of tea.

"First of all, I'd like to ask you, lords... this way of calling you is troublesome too, okay with Lyudmila?

The servant Lyudmila was also bewildered by the sudden call in his first name. I call myself that way because only my mother and father remember me.

"If you don't like it, your lord or lord, whatever, Your Majesty? Honestly, after I heard that Origa thing, it made me seem silly to care."

They are two people who can't say anything back when they say so. Anyway, he took such a busy attitude towards Dragnil, a legendary being worshipped like God by many humans. That must be why the devout followers of the Church will fall or be furious if they hear it.

"No, Lyudmila is fine, Lord Georg. So, what do you want to hear?

That said, I can't help but say the past all the time. Lyudmila was also Lyudmila, and there was a change in tone when it only reopened.

"So, Lyudmila, Lyudmila, have you ever heard of the subhuman movement at Dinanto?

Oliga answered that Georg question.

"I am reporting to Your Majesty on the matter, from me. That said, we are still only getting information to the extent of rumors..."

"I don't mind, just say it"

"… to the extent that in the last few years at the Dinant, nearly 2,000 sub-people have disappeared and the Kingdom's investigation into their whereabouts has led to the conclusion that it is not the Great Forest of Gardina"

"............ I see. And in the name of that investigation, a soldier moved out in a dinant, and Lyudmila also moved in a corresponding way, something like that."

"Answer me, honestly, we don't really believe that Dinanto is going to Gardina. Anyway, it's the Gardina Forest. I just walked in with all the subhumans, and it's obvious that they're gonna be wiped out. There will be no such thing as people who don't know that, and I also think that the fact that so many subhumans disappeared in the first place is in itself one of the rumors circulated for Yang Dynasty."

To that word of Lyudmila, Georg showed a slightly troubled bare gesture before opening his mouth again.

"All the Asians will be wiped out where they entered the Gardina. What made you decide that?

"?... That's decided. There are some of the most dangerous zones on the continent, and numerous types of powerful demons, including goblins and oaks and firewolves. And what we hear about large carnivores that can cross with them, some plants that have evolved their own way. Both Dinanto and this country have heard that they have sent troops many times but have been miserable every time, and if they are going to survive safely in a place like that, that is not even the help of Dragnil......"

As I noticed something there, Lyudmila looks directly at Georg's face. Georg, looking straight back at it, grinned.

"Your Answer"

I just said.

"Just the sub...... country?

"Well, in short. It's a little small for a country, but it's slow…"

"Ma...... wait!! Wait!! Are you serious? If we do that, the Church and many countries will turn to their enemies!?

"... without knowing that, you think you're doing it?

The grin disappeared from Georg's expression, his eyes with a chill to the bottom and a strong glow that made him feel certain determination, ejected Lyudmila.

There's no getting lost there, there's readiness, enthusiasm, confidence. Lyudmila, who felt it was true, clogged the words and pushed silently for a while. This is certainly a heavy, too heavy story to make the rest of us listen.

Controversially, Hermitism has definite influence on the continent. There is no such thing as a country that can face its forces from the front, which is sometimes said to even be involved in the rise or fall of a country.

If it were possible, it would be the southern or northern part of the continent, which is relatively less influential. That religion was originally born in the central part of the continent, because it was a fold of the great chaos that once prevailed, especially in the region that became its main battlefield. Fortunately, an extremely hot or cold area was less of a main battlefield than a warm, easy-to-spend central area, and the spread was not explosively widespread.

That said, it is the current situation that discrimination against the subpeople is not very different. In the first place, most of them had a non-interference attitude towards humans, like Dragnil and Dragonut. The sub-people who enjoyed peace in the back of the mountains and on the periphery, not to mention leaving me alone, as countries lost many soldiers in the war, would have been the perfect place to strike eight from a human point of view.

Drag down, look down, step on and kill those who live better than themselves with their own hands.

Victims of human brutality and egoism, that will be the figure of those who are now called subhumans and who are discriminated against, oppressed and suffering.

"I'm talking about changing the world. Human beings, well, human religions, God, I have nothing to do with intentions. but if you can do it, if you can solve it peacefully, then you've never been over it. That's the basic stance. If Lyudmila shows an understanding of it and doesn't even have to say cooperation or just declare that she is not hostile, there will be room. By the way, I'm not going to negotiate the same thing with Dinanto. That's too much of a church influence there."

To Georg's words, "Neither this country nor any of the Church's influences...?," said Lyudmila, who returns without force.

If Dinanto doesn't send out soldiers, etc., if he doesn't perceive it, if he doesn't read it in depth and issue a troop dispatch order, etc., the various assumptions come to mind and disappear.

Lyudmila grudgingly resented the fact that in these days when she became emperor, a being named Georg had been born.

I know that's a complete eight, but I couldn't seem to contain it. Because if you don't, you're going to throw up even one of the ramblings on the dragnil in front of you.

Life is in vain.