Isekai Ryouridou

"... I hadn't heard their names yet..."

Cycleus loosely stares back at Yamil-Ray.

Yamil-Ray replied, spreading a luscious grin in his mouth.

"I was once the eldest sister of the Sung main house, Yamir-Ray. In order from here, Diga, Dodd, Mida. This is Oura and Zwei. Oulah was the ladies who were the companions of Zulo-Sung, and all five others, the sons of Zulo-Sung. … except that only Zwei is the son of Oulah, though we all have different mothers"

"Hmm... it seems that they do have the courage to draw Zazz-Sung's blood."

"Do I have to answer that I give you excessive words and I give you the ultimate in pleasure?

Yamil-Ray's tone was so provocative that the one he was looking at got hiccups.

"Let me be the first to confirm, by the way, that you called us here for the reason that the Sung family's execution of human beings was lukewarm, right? We are prepared to be judged by the law of Genos as sinners."

Saying so, Yamil-Ray looks around at his former family.

What a mida it was to react to that gaze.

"Yeah... Mida has done a lot of bad things, so put it right... one, it doesn't stick...? Everyone in Luu told me I had to tweak...?

How well he understood the conversation so far, Mida's words followed him like a child, and were filled with tearful truths.

"Because Mida wants to live as a forest folk in Luu's house... any punishment, don't cry and be patient...?

Shin, and the Great Hall quiets down.

In it, Silhouel's whispering and throwing away, "You monster," sounded oddly different.

I felt so angry that my blood vessels seemed to run out in an instant, but they grabbed my wrist from next door that I managed not to lose control.

Looking back, Ai-Fa, who burned both eyes no less than he did earlier, leaned to his ear.

"Don't disturb me. All my countrymen feel the same way."

I nodded back, "I'm sorry," and then I got my breath ready that I was about to get rough.

Eventually, Yamil-Ray's voice, which included a cold laugh, echoes back into the Great Hall.

"You're right, even Mida, the youngest of all, was hardening her readiness to do what she deserved. And yet, at some point, did you get involved in the story that the sheikhs' amputations were unjustly heavy?

"… at the time of the previous talks, we had not yet been able to discern the plans of Kamua-Josh or those who will be Asta. Still, it doesn't make any difference that they will be questioned again about their sins."

"I see... but no matter what thoughts you have, it's impossible to rebuild the Sung family as a chieftaincy now, Count Turan"

"Hmm... I wonder why that is...?

"If you think about it a little bit, you'll see, won't you? People who recognize the Sung family as chieftains who have betrayed their brethren over the years are now non-existent as one in forestside settlements."

Yamil-Ray said that coldly.

"The people of the woods do not tolerate betrayal or decadence. If we give the Sung family the seat of the chieftaincy again, etc., all the people will fly the rebel flag. Maybe everyone but the Sung family will dump the Morga Forest. … does the Count want such an end?

"... but are the people of the woods also a clan that weighs heavily on the law and the code? Wouldn't that be the case if an inquisition were made that the Sung family members, except Zulo-Sung, were not guilty...?

"No, you can't. The Sung family hasn't hunted Giva properly in over a decade, have they? The family members are in the midst of a giva hunt by other families, and those who were in the main house are as good as you can see."

and Yamil-Ray points to the digas with supple fingertips.

"There's no way the people by the woods would call a man who doesn't have the power to hunt Giva properly, is there? In every sense, the Sung family doesn't deserve to be able to control the woodland anymore."

Depending on the matter, you may jump into the pocket of Cycleus, taking the seat of the chief - speaking like that, Yamir-Ray, who was constrained by Aunt Ziva and Graf-Zaza, was now trying to counter Cycleus with such an argument.

Cycleus is also often silent in the appearance of ambushes without thought.

Then he raised his voice as if his brother had been waiting for him.

"Woman, you seem to like the most seemingly lined words, but such is the shallow wisdom of a barbarian! Know that such nonsense is pointless before the solemn law!

Yamil-Ray sees Silhouel in a chilling stream.

Silhouel was laughing like a red ghost.

My forehead, cut out like a mushroom, is shaking as I sift.

"Qualifications are not given to that human genius! It's what blood muscles and positions are given! One thing that matters is how incompetent or vicious you are, you have the right blood muscles!

"... if you're not incompetent, vicious, or even a sinner, do you say that's okay?

"Exactly! No one else has suffered more from that harsh truth than me and my brother!

Cycleus had erased his expression and closed his eyelids for some reason.

Somehow - it's an odd atmosphere.

"Do you understand what I'm saying to Lord Melfried and Lord Zaylus? Our father and brother were incompetent and stupid! He may not have been vicious, but he was an unwise man, not enough to bear the name of Count Turan's house! Until such time as our father and brother were summoned to Selva, we could only live as shaders!

Brother - Were there still brothers over Cycleus, the current masters?

Whatever it was, Silhouel's eyes, which were freshly turning bright red on his face, were whirling with flames of inexperienced sentiment.

"Still, until Selva showed us the right way, we had nothing else to endure while spicy acid! After all that distress, there is now the prosperity of Turan! The people of the woods, with you, there is no other way to live in Genos but to obey the law! Even if the chief is incompetent or foolish, supporting it and living with it is the only way!

"I don't know what raw you guys have been forced to do... but would it be so compatible with Genos' law to put the Sung family on the chieftaincy muscle again?

Yamil-Ray responded that way, staring at Silhouel, who began to expose him to sudden madness.

"It was our compatriots decades ago who defined the Sung family as the chieftaincy muscle. And now, by the approval of all parents, Luu, Zaza and Sauti were laid down in the new chieftaincy muscle. Though it should both be areas that have nothing to do with the laws of Genos"

"If that had been ordained only by the people of the woods, there might not have been room for us to speak... but what if human thoughts were teased to bring discord to Genos?

Cycleus is back.

I stare back once again at Yamil-Ray with a sticky grin as to what was so oddly faceless and silent as just now.

"It should not seem to me that it is very dangerous to acknowledge the Three Families as they were sacrificed to the chieftaincy muscles by the plot of the Camua-Josh and the emigrant people Asta... I wonder if the Three Families will bring more chaos and disaster than the Sung family to both the forest and Genos."

"Then do you define the eldest brother of the Sung main house as the new chief?

And - Donda-Lou, for the first time, spoke on this occasion.

Its expression was calmer than that of Graf-Zaza or Dari-Sauti, who burned both eyes at the passion.

"Above all, if you weigh your blood muscles, it's the digas there that qualify you as a chief."

Diga looks back at Donda-Lou with dismay.

On the thick, twisted face of an inexorable mustache, he had an expression almost close to fear.

"He was the eldest brother, or Diga-Sun..."

Cycleus' nagging gaze teases the appearance.

"His father, as a former head of household, as a former chief, must be brought to justice for his sins... is he responsible for leading the clan on the right path?

"Oh... I..."

Digga began to tremble as a mess.

It is a frog-like appearance made of snakes.

"The other one, still young... it seems best to me to put his life on the right path that his grandfather and father have taken off... how about...?

Once the murmur sounded, Diga swallowed the saliva.

And - for some reason I just looked at me and Ai-Fa for a moment, and then I said,

"Oh, I... I was robbed of Mr. Sung a month ago.... I don't have the credentials to pick it up."

"Well... but if the verdict itself of being deprived of Mr. was wrong, it would still be -"

"Oh, I escaped Dom's settlement without defeating the fear of the great sinner Zazz-Sung! Besides, after that, I escaped from Zazz-Sun too! There's no way I deserve to name the Sung family!

And all of a sudden Digga was stifling.

Skinny, falling eyes with tears.

"Tay-Sung, 'cause he ran away from Dom's settlement with us! But he stayed under Zazz-Sung, so he was to be sent Mr. Sung back again... so he was to die as a sinner! To me and Dodd, who left Tae-Sung and ran away, you don't deserve to name the Sung family! There it is! If you still want Mr. Sung back on me, you, with your father, skin off your head!

"... if Digga's going to be executed, then I'm going to be your second brother."

With a dark voice, Dodd snaps.

"But I feel the same way about Diga.... So what's your next trail, Mida?

Mida looks down on her brothers.

With that sideways, Yamil-Ray smiled glossy.

"Mida is only fourteen, so it's not until a year before she qualifies as a parent. Until then, I guess my eldest sister will be protecting the seat of the head of the family... but of course, I'm sorry I took over the seat of the head of the evil Sung family."

"... if there are no children beyond fifteen, it would have been a lesson for the parents' companions to protect the house."

Oura said quietly, holding Zwei's hand.

"Nor do I have the will to preserve the seat of my parents. Please execute me as a sinner along with the Diggas."

Everyone abandoned Sung's parental seat.

Before the silent cycleus, Yamil-Ray lifts his lips.

"Apparently, the people in the main house weren't enough for you. If there are no more people eligible to succeed their parents in the main house, the chief's seat will then be taken over by the bloody branch. … but since all Zulo-Sung's brothers have died without leaving their children, they will have to put the mortals of the so bloodlessly divided division in their parents"

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"Is it possible that even if a parent stumbles on a human with so little blood, a chief or something? In the first place, though I don't even think I have the temper to take on such a role for the people in the division who were tied up just because of their fear of Zazz-Sung"

That's how Yamil-Ray looked at Graph-Zaza with an obscure stream.

"I'm sure if a split person becomes the head of a family, you'll want to be the family member in a clan outing. If we're going to restore the edge of the dead blood, Sung's biggest family will be the Zaza family, so Graf-Zaza will take over the seat of the chief soon."

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"If you're going to weigh your blood muscles as the sheikhs of the Sung family, that's the only way to go. Are you satisfied, Count Turan?

"Don't be ridiculous, yo! You can't forgive everyone but Atashi and Mida for dying, can you, Sa!

And Zwei stood up a little.

"Don't take your seat on your own!," said Silel, barking, "Shut up yo!" and Zwei turns back.

"If you listen to me in silence, just say all the things this guy does on his own all the time, Sa! There's no place for nobles to talk like that in the first place!

"You! Are you willing to scorn the precious blood muscles of Genos!?

Half-consciously, Silhouel wandered around his hips, but of course there was no knife there either.

Stinging at that appearance, Zwei said, "Hung!," he snorted.

"If you insist that you are the monarchs of the people by the woods, take responsibility too, yo! How can you be so flustered when you're with Zazz-Sung who's been letting you do whatever you want? Sa!

"You - heh!

"The people of the woods have all decided to redeem Zazz-Sung's sins! For the Sung people, living right is redemption, and for the rest of us, leading the Sung family right is redemption! That's why the guys at Lou and Rutim and Dom decided to welcome troublemakers like the Atassis as their family, yo!

Zwei, who has the smallest body in this, is just standing around trying to protect his precious mother and jealous of Silel.

That slight trifle of white eyes had more angry fires burning than last night.

"But the Zazz-Sungs were guilty even outside the woods! If you know that and you missed it, you're guilty of the same crime! How can you blame the people by the woods!?

"Such things are nothing more than rhetoric made up by such impudents as Camua-Josh! We were not informed at all that the Sung people were guilty, etc!

"Doesn't that mean your eyes were a pit? I noticed earlier that the Luu and Rutim guys were still better off, sir!

That's how he says it, then Zwei hides his big eyes half-eyed.

"Besides - Diga and Dodd have been saying that for a long time yo? There's no sense in trying the Sung family for their sins, sir. Even if Dodd and Mida make a scene in the lodging town, aren't you guys going round and round?

"Right. That question has also been asked at the last meeting, but today is the time to give us a good answer?

Speak softly as Gazran-Rutim puts up his long arm and gently pulls Zwei's body back into his seat.

"You insisted you didn't know anything about Zazz-Sung and the others' evil deeds. On the other hand, you were unfairly defending yourself against crimes such as Dodd and Mida. What kind of thoughts were lurking there?

…………

"I'm asking you, Silhouel, head of the militia. It was the town guards who were defending the Dodds, and you must be the head of those guards, right?

"Ha! Can you even look after the defects of the guards in the Inn Town! My job is to lead the entire militia!

"Guard control is not your role, is it?

To Gazran-Rutim's quiet pursuit, Siluel even laughed and rewarded him with ugliness without this.

"If you have any complaints, I'll even give you the captain's neck. It's not what I found out!

"Was that arbitrary with the chief guard? When Mida broke down the stall, I heard that the soldiers who came out of Castle Town paid the copper coin for the compensation and set it aside."

"You found out! If such imitating humans exist in the militia, show them proof first!

"... I don't think your words and actions belong to a human being who is trying to gain understanding and empathy at last. I'm so sorry."

Gazran-Rutim said so, retaining the same serenity.

"Actually, Asta is a raw woodland people who were raw in a woodland settlement.... can you be heard and believe these words?

"What? What are you missing all of a sudden, you?

"Forestside settlements sometimes produce people with a look like Asta. It was only Asta's joke that he named himself an emigrant people, so throw away the suspicion that he was conspiring with Camua-Josh, etc., now"

"Don't let the fool out! I thought that kind of escape would work now."

"So there exists a proof that Asta is an emigrant people? Asta happened to be born by the woods with this look, and in her seventeenth year, she put her foot up in the boarding town for the first time, that's all. Isn't that how he's supposed to conspire with the people of the capital to bring disaster to the woods and Genos?

After stating so in a serious tone, Gazran-Rutim grinned.

"This is the kind of word you're stating. If you can't believe me, I can't believe you either."

Silhouel silenced in his angry form.

That's where Late hits the chase.

"Is it time for us then? It would be more meaningful for anyone to get rid of a proven story."

"... they're Camua-Josh's entourage, my child."

Cycleus looks at Leyt with a cunning eye.

"And I have also heard that he is the orphan of the head of the Chamber of Commerce who was raided about ten years ago. I can't sympathize with the situation, but I don't think pulling a child like him out as a witness will get a useful story..."

"Yeah. I'm not worth it as a witness. I represent Camua-Josh, and the witness Camua-Josh invited to Genos is Barsha here."

Cycleus' eyes narrowed considerably.

With that look, Late laughs softly.

"Did you think Camus had tailored me as a witness in pain because he didn't make it to the meeting? That is a great misunderstanding. What Camus was searching for outside Genos is the presence of this Barsha."

The Balsha is silent about Silhouel.

I checked that side by side, and then Late said even more.

"This Barsha is a woman who was now the companion of the party leader Gollum of the late Red Beard Party. With that said, can you understand that she deserves to be a witness?

"A partner... a woman? That person is a woman...?

He's rude, too. Well, man, I'm used to being caught. "

Barsha laughed.

The hand drastically pulls the leather string that was clamping his hair.

An unexpectedly long black-brown hair dripped to the side of his face.

"What do you say? Do I look a little feminine? It's got nothing to do with colour."

Maybe, everyone noticed something strange.

Silhouel, who had a bright red face until recently, was as stiff as a stone statue and had completely lost his blood.

"In the last ten years and a little while, I've worked out my body. I was a lot more idle back then, so I'd have misjudged you, wouldn't I?... you could have known that at a glance."

"What the hell are you..."

"Don't be ridiculous. You're the one who asked my pawn lord Gollum to attack Banaam's mission."

In the eyes of Barsha, a flame of mundane and fierce flames burns.

"If you're not, let me give that delightful hair a lift. Wouldn't a scratch on the forehead that was broken off by an angry gollum disappear in a little over ten years?

Silhouel was starting to tremble his body like a dust with his back strapped to the back of a chair.

The hand rests on his forehead wrapped in his loose forehead, which must be unconscious.

"I can't believe the nobles were heading out to the bandits themselves. I couldn't believe it, either, but Camua's predictions seemed to be on the right track."

Late is smiling with the same expression.

"Well, you must have had your hands full too, until you were appointed head of the Militia Corps. Besides, Camus said you wouldn't trust anyone but your flesh and blood, Sir Cycleus."

"I see... was this another plot by that moron..."

Cycleus laughs in gloom.

"I knew there was an ancient wound on Silel's forehead, and I would have come up with this plot... there woman, if you spare your life, you can pull your hand from such mischief...?

"Well, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not ready to risk my life to sell a fight to a noble opponent."

"Hmm... do you really understand that...? When it comes to the companionship of the leader of the Red Beard Party, he is a man who was seen to have been a part of the Bandits until he was a child...?

"I'm better at that than anybody else."

"Hmm... does that mean you're also prepared to be executed as a survivor of the Bandits...?

Cycleus' eyes blinked poisonously.

"The sin, after more than a decade, is not forgivable… If you insist that he is the companion of the Red Beard Gollum, he will be executed as a sinner too, not in connection with the departure of Silel…"

"It's tough. Is that what you meant by risking your life?

Barsha grinned violently, turning Cycleus' gaze back.

"I am the last survivor of the Red Beard Party, Barsha, the wife of the Red Beard Gollum. Do anything at the beginning. I don't know if I can step into Castle Town without being prepared to do that."

I breathed by accident.

And think back to Balsha in the morning.

At the end of the day, he said he wanted to see his son Zida - did Barsha's words at that time hold that much readiness?

Next to me, I also found Balsha stuck around like there were many more.

"In the name of this life and Selva, the Western god, let me swear. I am the wife of the Red Beard Gollum, and that guy there is a sinner who brought strange mischief to the Gollum. A large mission has just arrived from Banaam. I'm going to tell you all about the day and the way and the guard, so he killed all the missions and took the treasure, and that's what he tried to do to my pawn master."

"So shut up! I, the righteous blood of Count Turan's family, am supposed to come under bandits like you."

"In Genos, a countess is nothing but a wooden nobleman, is it? Camuer-Josh said that besides the Lord and his retrieval, no great position or wealth would be allocated."

Barsha is quietly fierce before confusing Silhouel.

"Is that why we're supposed to be allowed to run for use at the behest of our Lord? Well, whatever. All I can do is testify that you tried to put the pavilion owner in his place. I'll leave the rest to the others."

Several silences fell.

It was Mel Fried who broke it.

"Lord Silhouel. Your Highness was appointed head of the Guardian Militia, at the same time as Banaam's mission was attacked. I hear it was an unusual promotion with a strong request from Sir Cycleus."

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"And now that you have gained that seat, you have marched the Crusaders, halting that it was the Red Beard Party that attacked the former commander of the Mission and the Militia.... but the reason we cut it off from the Red Beard Party was because there was no other bandit group with that much power at the time."

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"But the raid on the Morga Forest, which was likewise regarded as the work of the Red Beard Party, was the crime of the Zazz-Sung.... didn't you make the Red Beard Party guilty of not having a mouth seal because your plan to put the Red Beard Party under your control was torn?

"Stupid! The Red Beard Party was a horrible band of bandits! It's an unmistakable fact that Kishatsu has been guilty for years!

"That's true, of course. No matter how indestructible the bandits are, the gravity of the crimes they have committed by then remains unchanged. Those who have worked in numerous pillages would have had no choice but to buy sin with their lives."

Does that mean - after all, Barsha will also be sentenced to death?

Instead of me, which is annoying, I - Fa bites my teeth too hard.

"But because it is, the blade of the law must be waved correctly. No sinner can be forgiven for his sins."

"Wait, Lord Melfried… this is the plot of the Camuy-Josh impudent. That despicable bastard is plotting to trap me and Silhouel."

And again he controlled with his hand the silhouette that was turning red or blue, and Cycleus said so.

With a catch-up beastly light in his eyes, he still snaps a distorted grin on his face.

"The woman may indeed be a survivor of the bandits... but yes, that's why not all of the words are true...?

"Do you think this man is speaking a false language? Will there ever be a reason for such a lie until you put your life on the line?

"It will exist... for example, if Camua-Josh holds you to a being more important than your own life, how about...?

He said, "Yes! Could it be my son Zida? I wonder how easy it would be for Camuer-Josh to catch that bounce with his awesome Guardian."

Barsha abandoned him like he made a small fool of himself.

With his gaze set on Melfried, Cycleus twists his mouth.

"I wonder... about half a month ago, there's been a case of a child burglar with red hair attacking a forest people all over town, starting with Asta there. If that wild theft is the orphan of a bandit, it means he's in contact with Asta, who has a connection to Camua-Josh, right? Is this a coincidence...?

"That's a coincidence. Me and Zida have been acting apart for over a year now. I live on my own free will, and she lives on her own free will."

Barsha said so, but Cycleus still silenced it.

"Besides, there is also a new suspicion against Kamua-Josh... you will hear the story of Lord Melfrid attacking every time a bandit wearing the clothes of the people by the woods goes to the farm of Dareim...? I'm thinking of that case as a Camua-Josh conspiracy."

Melfried hears the words without expression.

From those cold gray eyes, I can't read any emotions.

"That one took a few hunters from the woods and left Genos... then lost so much, and an abject bandit appeared on the farm... Camua-Josh would be looking to tailor the hunters with him to their culprits to let the protective militia cut it off"

"... is that also a plot to tear apart the relationship between Genos and the people by the woods?

"You're right... and of course Silhouel is not foolish enough to get caught up in such a clear ploy. Currently, crusaders are patrolling outside Genos to capture criminals who are working illegally under Camua-Josh's guidance. … It won't be long before Kamua-Josh and the sinners will be captured by the Guardians"

Was that noise a ploy to plunge Camua-Josh, not the people by the woods?

Cycleus must have been looking to block Camuer-Josh's mouth before anyone else.

(If so, maybe you're right that Camus didn't come back.... or vice versa, without Camus, can't it be revealed?

When I thought of it that way, some voice echoed from behind me.

"Count, a guest has arrived!

It is heard from beyond the thick door, it was the voice of Zimon.

Cycleus' face freezes with a creepy grin.

"A guest...? Aren't all the participants in the talks already there...?

"That's not true. I'm just a proxy."

With a bright voice, that's what Late said.

So anyone could know what they were visiting.

Eventually, the door opened and from there, the person we expected appeared.

"I'm totally late. It's important that you arrive before you return."

A voice sounds in the great hall, including a crisp laugh.

For the first time in half a month, Camua-Josh stepped indoors with a floating foothold.