"... made a statement that the Denzel side had nothing to do with the matter of Fort Yugfena. All of them will be treated as outbursts of those who have been expelled from the capital."

I accepted Count Theresia stating so in a quiet voice in such a comfort that I was half-hearing and hadn't.

In my head, the fog continues to hang all the time.

The fog never cleared up when I heard Claudia was unwounded, when I heard Elgnard or Gunter wasn't badly injured, or when I heard the Syls were safe.

Defensive battle for the painfully victorious Fort Yugfena, although the enemy's measures were successful and disadvantaged.

The Yugfena Castle Fort Defense Corps lost a whole team of three heavy infantry and archers, and both the Knights and Archers lost everything. The chief commander of its fort Upper Castle, King Einschvark, and one of his sons bore the deep hand, and a dozen Cardiac territorial armies with soldiers in their ranks also lost their lives, making it an overall battle that saw nearly 40% of their troops cut.

Moreover, the marching soldiers were painfully affected by the emphasis on the destruction of the Arxian border defense line, the destruction of a significant part of the fence and the holes in the castle fort and its walls themselves.

For its part, the Principality of Denzel handles this as a private war of its own people who have been executed in exile.

We have prepared a small amount of compensation from the disposition of the property of those who fought the war, and we have put an end to everything related to this by simultaneously executing the people involved.

The charges against the inmates were properly dressed for the defeat of political strife, and they were originally opponents of the founding of the Principality of Lindar.

An interrogation into survival revealed a motive for a raid between Arksia and Denzel because he thought the other three principalities would draw their hand from the establishment of Lindar.

He said the deterioration of relations with Arksia as an anxiety element in the establishment of the Principality of the Lindar Union had been heavily spoken of from an early stage within Denzel. The Denzel side is in pursuit, but I'm pretty sure this is an induction.

This means that Arksia was forced to dispose of Lindar's founding opposition.

Naturally, even without that much detailed information spreading, discontent and outrage aroused on the part of Arxia. Because it was photographed as if the Principality of Denzel, which carried out a sudden raid, had truncated itself as the one who had executed its own people, the raiders, to death.

The bad news is that the spearhead will be directed to Viscount Cardia, who has become the gateway to protecting the Altrus refugees and the Sil tribe, and then to Count Teresia, who is the one who sees it.

Given the circumstances on the Denzel side, the attack could have occurred even if it had not happened, and it was believed that the preparations for defense at the fort of Jugfena remained normal and that further damage had occurred.

But it was bad that the aristocrats of the North shouted that the cause of this unilateral defensive battle was to hide their hands from the rebels of their neighbors, and it became accepted that the fact was like that in the public.

"In the House of Lords, which acknowledged the movement in the country, we decided to treat that raid as a private battle, not an invasion of the Principality of Denzel. To quell those danced by the Northern aristocracy, we can't rest on our bellies, but there's more to the principality of Denzel than to receive the money."

I didn't even care what happened to Count Teresia, who rarely hides his frustration. It didn't seem to matter what the story was about.

I feel like I've got a membrane strained around me. With a foggy head that hardly worked, I even wondered what you were so angry about.

"I can get a single defense from the church about the people of Altras. There will be no one who can speak up and be annoyed."

If the Church officially demonstrates its endorsement of the protection of refugees and the Syrians, those who differ from it must be seen as heretics and constantly aware of the breaking doors.

Regardless of heresy, a broken gate is important for the rest of your life. There is no place for a broken gate in Arksia, an inseparable relationship with the Church of Earl Kusha. Especially if you are an aristocrat, imitation that strikes the Church, the guardian of the law, is directly linked to life.

Even if you show the law as a church and preach the law, you will not be the first to express your opinion on the movement of the Church of Earl Kusha as the nation of Arksia.

I thought that was unusual, but that's all.

The mind, as paralyzed, does not try to read the emotions that should be behind that fact.

It should be an event deeply related to me, but the thoughts and feelings of those involved were terrible.

"... that's it. Well, get some rest now."

Speaking so last to caress, the Earl of Teresia leaves the room. Mrs. Ortensio, who was quietly standing beside me, pulled out the cushion I was keeping on my back and let me lay on the sleeping table again with the upper body I was waking up.

Gentle distortion in his expression, his eyelids lay down.

I could see you were pitying me, and now I was taking it without any bitterness to pity myself.

If you don't deserve pity, disappear without a trace.

I didn't try to clear my head everywhere, I just lowered my lid.

I'm not sure if I'm tired, myself. But it seemed certain that I wanted to sleep deeply.

In a corner of cloudy consciousness, I can see Mrs. Ortensio leaving the room.

Across the street from the door, a voice was heard as small as a whisper.

"Will it still work today?"

"... Yes. … Although it has been a month. Will Eliza still be able to breathe with her eyelids?"

"Right. Everywhere, you're a young but pathetic child, I'm... I'm sorry, but I need your help. You'll be disgusted when your diet is also excreted, but in a few days someone will come who has experience in such things..."

... Besides, later voices didn't make sense to get into my ears.

Unclear words get lost in the fog and disappear before they get into your head.

I slept terribly, I thought.

Only then did consciousness sink completely into the depths of cloudiness.