Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"I'll be the first to hear from you. My name is Nikolai Maksimilianovich Leiftenbergski and I am the current head of the Leiftenbergski family. There is something in the heart that inspires you to hear the fame of the proud dragnyl-tasting Stanford. I will not stop praying for the continuation of my enduring friendship."

"Well... it seems unnecessary to introduce yourself, but it's Georg Stanford. Let's annoy Rasheed while he's away. Therefore, if you need any assistance, please don't hesitate to speak up."

"Excessive words, painful"

At the end of each other's introduction, Leonid says no and then afterwards the spot. Perhaps he went to see the guards led by Johann, who was crossing to pick him up, or the Kingsguard dragonuts.

to headline how much benefit they will bring and their potential.

Although Georg sighed with a small shake of his head (wearing it), there is no reason for him to break his heart here, given that he still has to interact with these imperial nobles for some time now.

"Doesn't it seem like there's a problem with taking over?

"Yes, more than General Basnell, I will not be late for what was the Lord. As for the details, we plan to hold a meeting before the General leaves."

"Well, then, it's time to get down to business..."

If you look behind him with that said, you can see the nobility who has been on the road so far waiting for the order of greetings.

Everyone said they weren't going to leave without saying a word.

That would be the case, too. All the nobles here must be well told about Dragnil and the land he ruled and the benefits he derives from it, either from himself or from his parents or from his relatives. At the same time, ascertaining the veracity of the story would also be imposed as one of the roles.

Although this kind of thing falls within the scope of the assumption, it's extremely annoying...

Perhaps any day will surface with a marriage story like that of the royal marquis nobility? I even remember worrying about it.

In fact, later it will be real, but let's leave it here and now.

For a while now, Georg was being pursued in response to the Imperial nobles.

The sight in front of me was a roll itself.

As an imperial nobleman, even myself, who has been educated accordingly, the story of this happening in the past is oligarchy and unknown.

That is what is known to exist only a few years after the end of the war, first and foremost, when it comes to armed subpeople. Though that is only a short period of time since humans showed their offense against the subhumans.

But even though the hundreds of subhumans in front of them are not as heavy as full-body armor, they are wearing dull iron shields, the quality of which is obvious to the extent that those who are educated about the weaponry or iron products stand out from the empire at a glance. Furthermore, to observe that he is in a conversation with the knights and the paperwork due to his intellect and his ability to act with discipline and discipline in a captain-like manner.

This... we need to change our perception.

Though I had heard it beforehand, I thought that roughly everything, including the development of the city and its military power, its products, and its processed products, was made up of the power of a dragnill named Georg Stanford.

From his point of view, a subhuman was only a creature lacking in intelligence, humble and shallow. Often, subpeople living in empires were perceptions that even their daily lives were at stake, that sometimes they dyed their hands of crime, and that if they were found, they would simply be executed on the spot, that it was the harmless creatures that were so unprofitable.

That's not because he's noble, it's a common perception that everyone in the Empire thinks so.

But the view in front of me made me try to break it down as if to mock it. He, Marquis Leonid Torstaya Iliich, was not foolish enough to say that even if he was shown it, he should be intimate only with Dragnil on the upper side, as originally planned.

< The two swords the soldiers put on their hips... if they could use that one at the same time, their strength (rickety) is not a human ratio. On top of that, even Dragoneut was added to the armed forces, albeit a few, and at the top of it was Dragnil. Dinanto's army was literally wiped out as long as it was possible, even though it was a lie. So many ore, gemstone resources, plenty of wood to see, this is too much to leave alone >

That said, it is also a long way from my own territory governing the eastern part of the Empire, and it is difficult to make a profit from direct resource exchanges, etc. This time, from within my own territory, I have gathered all 400 females of my age, and more than 800 subhumans if the males are also combined, but how effective is it in fulfilling that dragnil? Besides, the city of being in Gardina is developing no different from those of man, and if it is just accepted as a resident there, it seems rather ineffective.

Leonid either managed to chew one on the interests between this up-and-coming emerging nation and the Empire, or he spinned his head. Most importantly, it is not only Leonid, but also the other nobles.

But after this, they will see. The fact that for a dragnil called Georg, distance doesn't mean anything.

"Well, it's time to get better"

"Ha, well, just like last time"

After an annoying interaction with the nobles, Georg called Rasheed aside and entered the final phase of the deal. In total, more than 7,000 beasts, elves and dwarves are gathered in one place, and humans are separated from their surroundings. Also supplies prepared from the Gardina side, this time mainly jewellery, more copper, small quantities of silver, gold raw stone, but they have also already been transported to Fort Sagrassi.

This time, the nobles have managed to make a leap towards visiting the city of Gardina, but are softly, but resolutely, obtaining nothing because of their discord with the dinants, the mood for war.

"Johan."

"Ha!!

"This is the only number of people. Be very careful not to happen."

"Yes, sir."

"Leon, too, be careful deploying the Kingsguard. Even I can't see through the boulders."

"Yes, sir."

"Uhm. So let's go"

Johann and Leon will also make final confirmations, and Georg will turn his attention to the new residents.

And behind him the guards and the Kingsguards aligned their feet, perceived the breathtaking atmosphere and told their usual mouths.

"" "." "Now, gentlemen, have you ever flown in the sky?

Thus, new inhabitants were added to Gardina.

With a total population of nearly 15,000, it is precisely at this time of transition that we will finally begin to take full advantage of our function as a city.

"Fly all those resources and personnel..."

"Impossible..."

"If they had an army... that would mean nothing, such as moats and walls..."

"No, but if you can use all that power to make a deal, the profits from it will be immeasurable."

"But if you are invited too far inside, when it was a soldier, not a trade-in, wouldn't it be the art of becoming us?!?

"Such a thing, if they care about it, it won't be worth worrying about."

"Whatever. In the first place, there's no way to know what they're carrying when they're flying high altitude."

"Before that, the future of the Empire would have been fixed at a time when Dragnil, with all that power, turned to the enemy..."

After Georg and the others left behind on the spot, the nobles and the knights of the escort were in an indissoluble situation, to say the least, a snort.

For a creature called a nobleman who can't even believe it from his head when he hears rumors, Dragnil's anecdote is sometimes rarely seen, and there was a part of him skeptical of his numerous anecdotes, abilities. But there was none on this occasion, such as he who was shown it, and doubted its power.

When I took more than 7,000 sub-men, I was reminded that in some cases I had even tried to force myself, or even a few of the knights, to accompany them, but that was also impossible. All the while, more than that, we couldn't help but make a fuss about the power (...) that far exceeded the imagination of the person we were about to build friendship with.

"This... His Majesty is also a bad person. Why didn't you tell us in advance the fact that you are so proud of your power..."

Leonid, who so monologues, snorts loudly.

What Lyudmila did not dare to tell us about this was a return of interest to what she had been forced to devour in half of this case, but it seems to have done well. If there was a girlfriend on this occasion, she must have distorted her mouth without killing her laughter.

"Gardina... I shouldn't be insulting you anymore. If you're bad, you have to be more careful than any other country..."

Once again, the matter was disputed by the words that someone had said, which Georg did not know.