To the habit of telling me to leave my captives behind, Elgnard (Lord Yu Father) seems quite flashy to crush the enemy troops and drive them to destruction.

After several local battles, the Arxian side suppressed all the strongholds of the Great Plains and the Bandicea Plateau, and the war against Lindar, whose movement was dull due to the significant morale decline of the soldiers and the deterioration of national sentiment, fell into a state of adhesion.

However, the Principality of Lindar did not respond to the truce or the truce, nor did the Arksian kingdom, which retains its strategic guard, decide to invade any further, and as such, the two countries will have a winter.

By then my name, which went around flashly killing Lindar soldiers in association with Elgnard and his brother King Einschvark, had sold quite well, both domestically and internationally, and at some point it had become convened every time in a military debate that would be held apart from the House of Lords' council.

I'm sure it's because of that, but I was summoned to the royal palace again before I was in full winter.

As a tribute to the results of the previous battles, he will be awarded a medal and a prize in the name of the king.

In the name of Einschvark, the Second Medal of Red Pearl Hua (Rosenrosa), a jewel of a blood colour that closely resembles my eyes.

... Wasn't this the guy who was awarded this medal when civilians put up enough medals to be appointed inferior to the inferior Earl's hereditary nobility? Of the medals that exist in this country, it was about the fourth from the top.

Besides, I can't believe you got Einschvark's name as your husband.

It is a general act of praise that makes me a little suspicious that Elgnard might have pushed his grip on me if I had received territory.

You didn't need two honor awards, and you get slightly heavier heads. Because it did not help to inflate the bellies of the people, and in vain caused an increasing number of kings and nobles in the interior.

One day in the winter, I called Ratka to the office, who was now in the hall alone, making things like Claudia's assistant and Mrs. Berwaier and Marechan's use run.

As always, with such subtle distances as not to leave, he remains less leaning on me than he occasionally serves as my understudy.

He says it's because he's busy... but according to Claudia, who has had a lot of opportunities to chat with him, he doesn't care what he looks like when he's grown up to be a poor little bit more girly than I have in the last few years, so he doesn't want to get too close to me. Because of my childhood nutritional deficiencies, you think I'm still much taller with a slight scratch on his grip?

"Did you call?

"I called... but Elise. Fix your hair before we talk. It's a mess."

"Uh, I had Mr. Claudia put on an archery earlier."

What's Latka for, stroking her cut hair around her shoulder? and tilted his neck again.

Aside from taking my place, I try to assign a variety of roles, depending on the circumstances, such as letting him act as a samurai or a squire when taking him out of the hall. For this reason, he recently used a number of pieces of silk that could greatly change his impression depending on his disguise, and he cut off his long hair because it was out of the way.

"Do you know that the nobleman's younger brother will be heading to Wang Du's Academy in the spring when he turns thirteen?

"Of course. What's that?

"There are provisions for employees who can be brought within the Academy. Big deal, you're not a nobleman."

He figured out what I was going to say, and Latka looked up at me with a complicated look. Good guess and above all.

"I'm going to King's Capital when I get spring, so be prepared. The school attendance period is three years, but I plan to return to the territory frequently, so I don't need a lot of baggage. Prepare your outfits for samurai and those of the Legion and Knights of Cardia."

"… Understood. Uh, who else is going with you?

"We take Aslan, the leader, and a child named Tila and Leka, from Pioneering Village. I haven't made any particular decisions. It's hard to get him out of the rear."

Cardiac territory remains understaffed.

Lately displaced persons who do not have land have come in slowly because their names have sold, but we do not yet know if they will settle in.

Since some laws require at least one year of residence in order to acquire rights as a resident, it will be early next year or later that the number of manpower is considered to have increased, albeit marginally.

... I think my life has returned to a level not very different from that of other rural areas already, but I am still understaffed because I am pursuing a policy of territorial development.

Is the average life expectancy in this country something like 40s for civilians and 50s to 60s for nobles?

Because of the intense replacement of generations, I can't afford to set up my plan much longer term either. The result is a chronic shortage of manpower, which has been brought forward as far as possible.