Early the next morning, at a time when the morning sun still didn't climb, I was on horseback.
Leaving Wang Capital, he drives the streets east. Next door is Paul, on the other side is Latka dressed in a veil like a girl, on the rear is Claudia, and Berwaier, who was put on her horse.
It was last night that Paul's early horse gave news of the bandits who had broken into the territory from neighbouring countries.
He hid himself along the edge of the demonic forest of King Yugfena's territory and repeatedly entered and exited the Junas Frontier Uncle territory, so that if he was crossed the frontier line, he would not be able to get his hands and feet in the leadership.
Yugfena, there is only one geographically Cardiac territory to which the bandits caught between the Junas territorial forces flee.
Elgnard took the lead and gave us the news, so the territory is already littered with leaderships and the willing Shill are out searching, he said. Hopefully we'll get caught before the damage happens to the residents......
The church event, which was supposed to be present, was also cancelled. Now that I have received the bishop and have a direct connection with the Church, I wanted to try my best to get in and out of the Church headquarters, but I have no choice but to do so this time. I wish I could cover it when I get back.
Even if not, I didn't want to leave King's Capital as much as possible. Badly in between, Count Teresia is also ill.
During the season, it is time for nobles from all over the country to gather in the Wang capital. The men of Nordstelm are also in the king's capital. While away from the Wang capital, I don't know what stories will be told.
Failure to immediately deny or justify to a third party is only detrimental.
It was long past the Golden Hill Hall that the horse stopped his legs to the land where the dwelling of the new lord was about to stand, just in the centre of the realm.
On a hill higher than the surrounding area, where only the foundation of the building is made. To the east is a river flowing from the Black Mountains (Amon Nour).
The Sella River is paired with the Lucta River, which is the western border. Upstream there is the village of Cyril. And across the river, there is a lake-water zone that you want to flatten.
Are you there, Master Miyagi?
The moment I jumped off the horse, I heard Altras from behind. Turning around, a Sil man came running over, dressed in a tunic woven with unique texts.
"Oh, I'm back now. How's it going in there, Theo?"
Theo--the young man named Theomel was elected by the Sil tribe to interact directly with me. Sometimes he leads a group of young warriors, who inevitably have the most opportunities to speak, among the Syl.
"Now we're at the center, searching east from the Sella River. They haven't crossed the river yet. They're guarding the village and along the river. Mr. Gunter's orders."
"Right.... the lake area is cheap with traces left. Still, the fact that we haven't found it yet is probably out of the realm once. It may cross the realm line of the Junas Frontier Uncle, just as it did when it wound up chasing the king's realm. … if you can work with the other army……,"
He shook his neck to the side as he turned his gaze to Berwaier.
"I flew a black dove... and Mrs Junas replied, 'Each problem in the realm wants to be dealt with'."
Both me and Theo snort at his words. On behalf of Uncle Junas Borderline, who is away from the territory during the season, the lady acting for him is famous for hating Cardia.
She's not even willing to hide her father's sexuality or what he calls the "devil's clan" by taking up what he inherited from me. I guess I simply don't like Cardiac territory because it exposes my disgust even to the inhabitants of Cardia, the greatest victim of its habitual parents. I don't know the details, but the story is that the pattern between her father and my grandfather was dubbed the companion of a dog monkey.
"Theo, are there any warriors who can still move to the Sil tribe?
"... oh, I'm leaving half for construction"
"Construction is behind us. Move all who can move."
Theo didn't nod. Step forward, kneel down and grab my shoulder. He probably didn't put so much effort into it, but my little shoulder made a mistletoe noise.
Bite the pain to death. I didn't even allow myself to move a little bit of cheek muscle. Take Theo's staring glance directly from the front.
"I can't accept that it's going to be too late for us to have a place to live. Or is there something more important about the original people than about us, the new people? You're the one who told me to treat you the same way."
Even though construction is significantly behind schedule. The death of Kamil, who was the supervisor, the deaths of the farmers who were supposed to be manpower, my new supervisor, my outing. A completely different environment and lifestyle to the work of using unfamiliar building materials.
His words were the most important. And I knew why he was going to be so hot.
Theomel is one of the presidents of the Sil tribe. In lieu of the elders lost in the escape in Denzel, only a generation old men were raised by other families. The only young of the heads of the eight clans who moved to this realm has all the expectations of the Shir tribe beyond the boundaries of the clan. It doesn't matter if you're old or young.
I lay my own little palm over Theo's hand resting on my shoulder.
"Theomel Tealit, it's the same with me that I'm having trouble keeping your residence in order until hours.... Nothing, I'm not playing around in the King's Capital. There's nothing wrong with stopping work."
Theo, one, slowly closes his lid, opens it.
Stone grey eyes dancing and shaking with flames of pine lights burning all over them.
"... Something, something to do?
"I have spoken to the lord of Carlson, who is known for his woodworking. In a month, sixty people, the whole workshop comes here. They build ships, piers and furniture that were difficult to navigate. They also process the lumber from the building materials. I also asked for a loom and a yarn wheel."
Yes, I'm not playing in the King's Capital. I have no time, no rights.
"Understand. Accept it. It's a casual story, but the feelings of the former inhabitants towards me are not good. I must protect them, and I will drive you to battle for it.... I don't just respect your insistence on living as warriors."
The force completely fell out of Theo's hand placed on his shoulder. He's looking into my eyes. In his eyes, he sees red eyes like my blood with the lights of fire. Not the eye that sees me through like Count Teresia. He was looking at himself in my eyes.
Teo gets up, prompted by Claudia, who was watching what happened behind him. That's how he turned to me and drowned his head deeply.
"... I did something rude. Move all the warriors as instructed by your palace. Take them west."
"helpful.... thank you"