Hero without Blood or Tear

Earl Brightenneg falls on a swift slap.

“Oops!”

An Earl, a nobleman, rolls the ground for a knight. This isn't gonna be funny.

I was wondering how Earl Brightenneg would react here. Do you have any anger towards the insult you've been given? If so, I was willing to go a little higher on his assessment.

“Save me! Lord Balor! ”

But I also did not exceed my expectations. Earl Brightenneg, who was sensitive to practical power, had forgotten that he had been slapped. Even the weasel-looking man was humiliated by what he did.

“The rudeness of that day is that I apologized... …. ”

How easy is he to live, by the way? Laughing at him for not understanding, groveling to the ground because he looks stronger than himself. I was so pathetic that I couldn't speak.

Ta-da!

This time, I slashed the other cheek.

“Son of a bitch! Last time you laughed so hard, you just ran away? The other lords left you gifts, but you don't want to make fun of them, do you? ”

“Apologies! Lord Valler! ”

He seemed to regain consciousness when his territory was charred.

“You can't act like that if you want to see the future! ”

Ta-da!

“You son of a bitch! That's it! ”

Ta-da!

“What's the end of my life if I go fuck myself? ”

Ta-da!

“Life is so easy being an Earl, isn't it? ”

“Oh, God! Please help me! ”

Earl Briteneg hangs on the bridge, whether he can't take it anymore.

“Keep doing that? We could put a clot on Brightennag. ”

“Hiya!”

Earl Brightenneg is furious with the words "clot." His territory may be Earl, but it's no big deal. If there's a war, we can't afford it.

“I sincerely apologize. Lord Balor.”

Earl Brightenneg was Flat Giant. By that time, I was also starting to get angry. The Earl's cheeks made it taste better. Now that I've killed Gigi enough, I think it's time to get out what you want. I didn't yell at you because of the anger.

I'm an adult.I know there are more important things than being angry. I wanted to hit five more, but I liked the material ones better.

“Hmm. Anyway, Earl. ”

“Yes.”

I said with my back against the tree.

“It's really bad that the castle is gone because of what happened last time. There was nowhere to stay. ”

“Oops! That's an urgent matter to solve. ”

“Right?"

“Yes.”

“Then we'll have to rebuild the castle because it's destroyed. ”

“That's right.”

“Yeah, well, I could use the help of our Earl Brightenneg to build something. ”

I said, his face was white as a sheet. It was because the money that went into building the castle was unimaginable.

“Still, that's... ”

But he had to bow his head.

“Good luck on your territory. Isn't that wise? ”

“Hehe……. ”

Earl Brightenneg was horrified. But I didn't just threaten him, but I definitely triggered a skill.

Oh, why are you laughing at the nice guy?

Imperial propaganda can affect part of an opponent's consciousness. I see the best effect, especially when my emotions are extremely overwhelmed by fear or anger. Considering that this skill primarily serves to uproot the furious public.

“Earl Briteneg. Build me a castle and you'll be safe. Forever. That's why you're happy about it. ”

I patted Earl Brightenneg on the shoulder and whispered to him unconsciously. Then his face became dazed.

“Is it safe? Forever? ”

“That's right."

“I'm happy for you, right? ”

“Yes, now I know how to speak. ”

< Imperial propaganda is triggered! >

Okay, so what's the outcome?

< Great success! Earl Brightenneg will do as you wish! >

It was a success. It was just a success beyond success. Earl Brightenneg soon returned with a gun in his eye.

“Ah! That's right. Of course I have to build a castle for Sir Balor. Don't worry, there's actually quite a lot of hidden property. You can use it. ”

What, you got some hidden treasure? This guy was a total fraud. I was also good at asking you to build a castle. Then a new message appeared.

< Congratulations! You've inspired a great character! Advance to Empire propaganda Skill Stage 3! >

Oh, what? You're already level three?

Of course, it is relatively simple to advance to Skilled Stage 3. Different skills, but other skills were easily upgraded to Skill Level 3.

But it rose much easier than I expected. Looks like you're up against a high-ranking Human. Moreover, it seemed to have contributed more to the success of receiving a bonus than success.

< Tier 3 Imperial propaganda Skill to incite 1,000 civilians! >

That's great. Now, in my words, 1,000 people move. As expected, Iron Fist isn't a combat skill, but it's scary.

“I will give Ser Valar a magnificent castle! ”

Earl Briteneg is no longer able to make his own decisions about the castle. The rest of you are still human beings, but you will work hard to spare everything that nourishes you for me.

This was the after-steel force.

If you think about it, it was a divine move to remove the Iron Pilgrimage in the beginning. I'm afraid of what will happen if he grows up to Goreb. I was much more afraid of steel than just a strong warrior.

“I look forward to it. And there's one more thing. ”

“Tell me.”

“This lake is the inheritance of General Tilly. Don't ever touch me. ”

“I understand.”

“Yes, yes. Now I like it. When I look back, I see a good impression of people. ”

I smiled satisfactorily and washed away the dirt from his body.

“Thank you! Sir Balor. ”

After that, we came back. Earl Brightenneg's cavalry sprints into surprise.

“Earl! Your cheeks are so puffy! ”

My cheeks are all messed up because I put a bat in your ear. I said as if it was nothing.

“The erl has fallen out of the forest. ”

Of course, no one believed me. The cavalry froze and looked at me. But their owners do whatever they want. No one dared say anything.

“Earl Brightenneg. ”

“Yes, Sir Balor. ”

“Put this on the way. ”

I pulled out a healing potion from my arms. I gave it to him in return for taking it to the castle. As I thought, I'm really good at business.

Who in the Empire would trade a Healing Potion for a castle?

“Oh, thank you. What's all this? ”

“Well, take a look. ”

Now, as he shakes his hand to go, he hits the trail. Unlike the Empire propaganda, fear remained. As the Earl's party disappears, Tilly asks if she can't hide her absurd expression.

“What the hell did you do? ”

“I just talked like a man. ”

He shrugs as if it were nothing. He bursts out a big smile.

“Hahaha! What an interesting fellow. I feel so good! ”

Tilly was delighted with Earl Brightenneg as if he had always had a lot of feelings for him. I added that Earl Brightenneg will not touch this shore in the future.

“You've done a great job. Good. Now that this is over, I'll join your faction. ”

“Thank you! General. ”

You're finally hiring General Johann Cherklaes von Tilly. I really have gained 10 million horses for the many wars ahead of me.

“But I have a household here, so I need some time to clean up. In the full moon, let's go to your territory. ”

“My men will assist you. Max, Telman. I want you to help the General here and come back with me to the Lighter. ”

“I understand!”

I shook Tilly's hand and climbed on the horse.

“General. When the rains have stopped, we'll head southwest to the Empire. ”

“That's what I thought. Hmm, about half a year from now. In the meantime, I'm going to turn the recruits into soldiers of war. ”

“I only trust the general. ”

I was going to make Tilly my Deputy General when I arrived.

“Well, I'll see you at the Lighter in a full moon. ”

I pick up my feather hat and look to greet him, then I'm on my way.

* * *

I ran down the road by myself. To the left and to the right, the tall grass was wide open like an eagle grass. The waves on the wind seemed like waves above the sea.

I felt good about General Tilly's work. He'll turn my alliance into a disease. I intend to keep the elite regiment that made it so without disbanding the battle. The Great War is coming.

“I'm going to make a lot of money in the future. ”

1.5 million florins a year... Maintenance costs are enormous.To keep the army going, we must plunder Pezamut's property this time.

We've got a lot of work to do. By the way, it's time for Philippe to become a Daywalker. We need to give her complete faith.

“Hmm…? ”

I was running along the road thinking that, and I saw a glittering figure in front of me. He's standing in the middle of nowhere with his sword raised.

What is it?

It was a woman who curiously approached her. She looked like she was in her early 20s. Her eyes turned up and looked strong, but her beauty was truly great. I felt like my face was radiant from a distance.

But instead of admiring it, I was cautious. It was because I assumed that beauty would be a famous hero. However, no matter how hard I looked, it was the first face I saw.

Strange. That one must be famous. The most popular information in this is about Hiroin.

Because the heroes were armed with white charm, players were overflowing to open the romance route. But I don't know her... That doesn't make for a beauty that's out of the ordinary.

“How do you do, miss? ”

I took off my feather hat and greeted her on the road. But the other hand quietly prepared the magic. Well, I was more nervous than I thought.

It's so stupid to see the Mad Demon King these days. I felt like I had hair all over me. My gut was giving me a fierce warning.

“Are you wearing it? ”

That's not good. The opponent knows me. I never stumbled upon it. I was waiting for me.

“Yes, I'm wearing it. And who might that be? ”

“I am Falke. ”

Falke? I've never heard of him. I don't even know his name. Then there is only one conclusion.

Guardian. The opponent is clearly a Guardian.

I carefully examined her. I was wearing armor, but it's not my usual armor. Really minimally concealed style. Armor that cares for free movement. Besides, that sword... It was a famous sword artifact I've heard of before.

Just looking at this, I know who the other person is.

One of the Guardians, the swordsman, must have been the last of the Great Sword Warriors. I still thought I'd run into a swordsman when I was dealing with the Writers.

But I didn't meet them because they had left. But I didn't expect you to come here like this. I didn't know it was a woman. Well, it must have been prejudice to think the Guardian would be a man.

“Falke. What do you want from me? ”

I feel bitter even when I ask. I could see it wasn't meant to be.

Fluffy.

I feel a small movement in the tall grass around me. Seems to have her assistants and subordinates. I couldn't guarantee victory with a female swordsman in front of me, and yet I have more enemies.

It was a darker situation than I thought. I thought maybe today is Valar's funeral.

“Wouldn't it be obvious if you were looking for someone with a sword? ”

In Falke's reply, my head was spinning. Maybe he's here to punish me for my crimes?

After cleaning up the Writer family, I personally investigated the man who was presumed to be a swordsman. I couldn't find out properly because there was only one piece of information, but I heard one thing.

The Writers hired a swordsman who claimed to be the last of the Great Sword Warriors, who killed five soldiers on his way out of the taxation.

So I had assumed that he was a fairly righteous person. Maybe he's here today to pick up what I smashed up at the entire Lighter Castle. I could have thought it was an overreaction.

But what Falke told me was that he exceeded my expectations.

“I know you're the muzzle of the man crouching in the grave. ”

“What?"

“Balor, we must die here for humanity. ”