The eastern end of the Great Plains has a terrain dotted with island-like mountains that float on flatlands called residual hills, and castles are built on those mountains that serve as defensive bases.

More than eight months have already elapsed since Lindar's army lowered its front to occupy those castles that it renounced, remaining a front-line base. The season is already about to fall.

Marquis Laurenzorel entrusted the defense of those strongholds to the army of Yugfena, who had been taken by Elgnard, and took turns bringing back to Fort Castle the main troops of the King's army, who had previously been on that mission.

It's not a good decision to vacate the front line under this circumstance, but there's no reason to take Eric out any more, and I don't know what kind of accident would happen if you keep placing your demoralized troops in place.

"The cost of maintaining the front is ridiculous, too. If we stretch any further, we're not gonna make Denzel a whole country."

Marquis Laurenzorel, who has seen the state of the front line, roars so grumpy when he returns. Sometimes it's called a meeting right after the march, and you say you're tired and concerned, but you're probably frustrated with Lindar's side, who never solves a state of war and doesn't know what you're thinking.

During that considerable length of time of eight months, they put quite a few hands on installations such as bases and roads placed under occupation for the soldiers to live comfortably.

The situation was such that there was no reason to return it to Lindar, and the restoration of the land to its original state could no longer be incorporated into the peace agreement. The rationale is that we have to develop the infrastructure of our sad, war-torn enemies. For this reason, there is a mysterious phenomenon that the national territory is likely to expand even though we do not want anything else at the moment.

"The economic benefits of research on captured recruits are likely to fully recover the loss."

"That is the idea of a samurai without a people, Weegraf. The increased variety of weapons does not directly increase the seeds of rice. Without visible war, the people of the interior will not be convinced."

Touch a metal cylinder about four feet long placed in front of you.

Gun. Apparently it was stored inside a abandoned stronghold on the front line.

That was very different from what I used in that meeting when I was supposed to get Countess status.

That was in the form of a six foot thin metal cylinder with something like a stepladder on it, but this one looks like a gun, no matter how you look at it. It was becoming quite miniaturized, and I even felt chilly that it had become a more revolving form.

"Well, we don't have the right to speak out about national interests, so we'll just have to leave that area to the commander-in-chief................ Nevertheless. From the meeting on the Great Plains, it was already changed to this form during the earlier simultaneous defense battle, but this seems to have put more hands on the mechanism."

A simultaneous defense battle is that battle I struck against the defense of the Lithox earth. Only soldiers with conventional equipment showed up on the platform, but those on the Great Plains said there was another gunman input.

"... it's this stone"

A white stone shredded to a hexagonal column shape, mounted in such a way that it is inserted through a small hole in the cylinder on the side around the connection between the handle and the cylinder. The mechanism part also seems to have the function of a gun tractor, and when the clasp is removed, the stone moves back inside.

"Mm-hmm. Looks like something to light the gunpowder on. It looks a lot like a light-emitting lamp with hardened lightmoth scales..."

"Light moth lights are just glowing. You can't start a fire."

Me and the commander-in-chief snort all over Weegraff's words.

"This is probably the reason why it was so easy to capture. Perhaps this mechanism is quite efficient, but we don't know how it works."

"Then we can use this short barrel fire arrow if we have to recreate another mechanism to light the fire. Nevertheless, I don't care how it works. I can't find that big one for you."

Apparently, in Arxia, this gun-like weapon became known as a short-barreled firearm. Apparently, a cannon modoki, known as a 'large cylinder', existed hundreds of years ago that simply throws barrels and stones that explode into a giant cylinder and strikes it out, from which it was probably named.

Now the technology of the barrel that explodes has been lost, and most humans either didn't know or forgot it existed until the short-barrel fire arrows came out.

"I can't help thinking about it now."

"Don't say that, Count Cardia. This is a really great weapon, depending on how you handle it. I want to spread it to the kingdom's army as soon as possible."

I missed my eyes softly from the Marquis Laurenzorel, who said sparklingly. As a personal hobby, Mitsuhito likes fighting weapons and methods of warfare in general.

"More important than that is the announcement ceremony for Baron Dovadyne."

It was the first event I came here to tell Eric about the king's permission to fight, and then to give a speech inspiring the soldiers of the National Army. The ceremony doesn't mean that it's planned to be that big.

but the problem was with eric.