Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Reconciliation between the Kingdom of Castilia and the Kingdom of Silesier.

That is the news of despair for the regional aristocrats who had repeated civil wars (coups d 'état) in the south of Silesier.

It was only with material assistance from Castile and the spiritual support of the world's strongest navy in the back that we were able to flip the anti-flag against the Kingdom of Silesier.

The south of Silesier is a long, peaceful and rich land, but that's why it's known as weak enough to usually ask for Roland mercenaries from neighboring countries.

Originally, I didn't have enough power to fight Silesier's King's Army and the Brave Army alone.

The Silesier fleet was approaching the port of Nant, isolated by the loss of aid from Castile.

"Is that Nant?"

Nant is the heart of Nant Marquis territory, which was ruled by the Marquis of Pippin. It was a beautiful harbor town with a splendid setting.

Many splendid buildings in the Kingdom of Silesier with plenty of precious wood can be seen in how the city accumulates wealth by Nant, almost the only good port in Silesier.

Therefore, the walls of Nant's city are thick and hard to protect, and resistance is stubborn.

The majority of Marquis territory, with the exception of the city of Nant, is under the control of Sarah's army, but only this city, caged with Castilian reinforcements from the sea, continued to fight in solitary struggle.

But that's also a story to this day.

In the sight of the great fleet of Silesiers filling the front of the harbour, we shall no longer know that resistance is meaningless, no matter who sees it.

That's how I showed the difference in absolute power, and I sent him a ship with an ambassador, but Nant's city deputy wouldn't stop resisting.

I have already ceased with the Kingdom of Castile, so even the reinforcements from Castile in the city no longer fight Silesier, but I resist stubbornly with only the soldiers of the city.

"You have a stubborn deputy named Jeffrey. Jesus Christ, Marquis Pippin's already dead in action and he doesn't have a son now, you just have to surrender."

"I'm sorry"

The soldiers who stood by the military ambassador apologized to me. Stupidity was not very popular, not because of my men who went to negotiate.

But if you surround the harbor with a fleet, you won't surrender, you'll have to exercise your strength. That makes me uncomfortable.

Surrendering stubborn enemies, even though they have never won or lost already, is also a rather cumbersome task.

Levenant was the one on the nose, but he was not a good negotiator. It was so easy to have him around the corner.

I'm a sorcerer with some personality issues, but I also feel like I know that Lebnand will be heavily used by the study king.

Well, there's nothing I can do without it. This is my kingdom, if I don't do it, who will?

"So, General, what are you going to do?

"Of course, I'm going to be the ambassador. Admiral Drake, if you signal, we'll ask you to strike as you should."

When I ordered him to do so, the old pirate smiled at Nihil and saluted him as "Aye".

Going all the way to the tip of the Black Cedar Army ship, Kaara in a black robe lets you float in a hug from behind without having to say anything.

Kaala's black robe is covered with hidden magic. The enemy looking from a distance should look like I'm flying with a black cloak in my Mithril shining armor.

Behind me, a bunch of Fire Dragon Squads also fly, Louise is royal across the Great Fire Dragon.

Of course you're not going to burn down the city on me, so I'm not going to let the Fire Dragon attack you.

The presence (presence) of a red giant dragon flying from the sky inflicts silent intimidation on the enemy without having to do anything. It was all a performance for a surrender recommendation.

"This is Takel Sado, king of Silesiers, the people of Nant. Stop wasting your resistance immediately and turn back under the banner of the Kingdom of Silesier!

Billy, my voice echoes toward the harbor.

My screams are magnified by the Kaala wind magic that flies with me, echoing across the city.

"What have you forgotten the benevolence of all who are doing, the Marquis Pippin? Shoot down the enemy general!

An old general with gray hair and a rich white moustache is flying his sword at the enemy soldiers lined up in the harbor. Is that Jeffrey Armas, Nant's city official?

He was the housekeeper of the Marquis Pippin family and was heard to be competent as an internal affairs officer, but how can he be quite the same on the battlefield?

You mean you've been caged and fought out so far?

A group of men lined up at the harbor pier come flourishing arrows toward us.

I'm not afraid of archer attacks for me right now.

When I drained the "Magic Sword of Ice and Snow (Tisona)" out of my hips, I waved deliberately.

Doing so, a blowing gust of wind will play all the countless arrows.

It also looks like the magic of the Devil's Sword, but I can't do that because I can't use magic. Kaara, who is holding me from behind with two feathers, chants wind magic with a small voice and blows an arrow.

If you think how many arrows you've been shooting at, you'll hear a do-doon.

A little surprised, it seemed that the enemy's attacks weren't just bows and arrows.

Jeffrey even flew a bullet when he pushed the artillery squad to the front of the harbor.

Kaala's wind magic can't even kill the momentum of an artillery bullet.

Mithril's armor doesn't scare me if I get lead balls, but I have trouble hitting Kaala behind me in case.

I used my power in the arm with the magic sword to generate the power of the "Sword of Light" at its maximum output, bouncing bullets in the belt of light.

Even if one platoon finishes shooting bullets, another platoon leaves in front instead.

Two shots, no, a three-stage shooting, is a small imitation, rushed by one overlapping roar after another.

The number of enemy gunmen is not ten or twenty. Unexpectedly, many musket guns are available to operate, and I was rather impressed that the generals of the regional noblemen would do the same.

Did the musket gun you are using use a sideline from the Yeh Mountains, which is now a souvenir of the late Marquis Pippin, or a seizure (Kakahin) that you picked up when you broke the brave army?

Either way, Sarah's courageous army will also struggle if the city is riddled with an army that operates up to three platoon-sized artillery squads.

That's why Nant's city won't fall.

I guess that means there were people in the local noble army, too.

However, if you wield an old-fashioned lead ball, a magic sword that generated the power of "Neutral Sword" and "Sword of Light" at maximum output, you can also bounce it off.

My appearance, wrapped in a belt of silver light, will, from a distance, look like an invincible brave man protected by the grace of a goddess.

The legend of the exaggerated Silesier brave if done, is also blowing in the land.

I know it would be more effective for these guys to show me that I did everything alone. We have to make our enemies think we can't beat the Silesier brave. Only by showing an overwhelming difference in force can we make resistance stop.

"I bow my fears toward the brave men protected by Arthama, but their response... good! First, let me show you the end of those who defy the kingdom of Silesier!

A magic Armstrong cannon erupted from the flagship signaling a magic sword that glistened on silver when I cut it off as if it were a epoch.

A loud and resounding explosion, it was as if a giant bullet tornaded as a thunder of judgment had shot down the residence of the Marquis Pippin.

In the city of Nant, the castle of the Marquis of Pippin, a splendid building next to the Great Monastery where the Archbishop of the Church of Arthama is located, was instantly dusted.

A splashing fragment of the castle's brick, left after the soon-to-be-white smoke, was a castle fortress with a large hole and half collapsed.

In just one blow, the enemy soldiers who were out in front of the harbour, looking at the castle inhabited by their historic lords, who became a pile of rubble, are silent and quiet.

The enemy soldiers seemed to have forgotten to even pull the bow anymore.

In every city the Church of Arthama and the Castle of the Lords are symbols of authority.

For the city of Nant, which has already lost the Marquis of Pippin, the Lord's castle collapsed is equal to the Lord's death twice.

"If we are to defy any more, the valiant of Silesier will give them judgment from heaven! I'm not going to take a blow next time. Two thousand artillery shells from the fleet will erupt simultaneously, turning everything in this city into ruins in an instant!

The soldiers said, "Stop it!" "Stop it!," he said, screaming his mouth full of lacerations.

That's right, there's no such thing as being flat at Setouchi, where your city will be destroyed.

"Come on, we don't even have a moment of respite. Will this beautiful city be burned to the ground? Go down to the military gates of Silesier's brave men and get some peace, or pick one now!

This is half bluff because the cannons in the Silesier fleet are just cannons, not magic Armstrong cannons. I also exaggerated the numbers a bit.

But if it stays resisted, any day because the rain of the shelling will not change the fact that Nant's city turns into scorched earth. I'm not going to lie to you.

Did you fear my flashy performance? "I surrender!" "Have mercy, brave man!" and his voice rose.

One, and another, the soldiers took their weapons off their hands, drooling their heads to collapse on the spot and joining their hands to pray to God.

"Whatever you're doing, you guys, you can fight for the benefit of the Burgunds, you fight!

It was useless for Jeffrey, the commander, to wave his sword in a royal manner, withering his voice and shouting.

There were others of the old deputies who stood up and cried out against the war, but they were immediately dragged down by the soldiers around them.

When I took off my white shirt on the spot, some soldiers bracketed it on a spear and shook it big.

Thus the white flag rose all over the harbor, and it was no longer a surrender, no matter what anyone might say.

"That's fine, I fought with you as honorable Silesier soldiers. The life of those who descend shall be saved, and their possessions shall be guaranteed. If you surrender honestly, I promise in the name of Silesier's brave men that nothing will be taken from you!

The hostile city soldier lay completely flat, "Ha ha," and now it's up. No matter how stubborn a commander is when his soldier's morale is lost, even with plenty of weapons and food left, he has no use for battle.

Well, this is the difference in character. I think I'm starting to act like a brave man, too. I know how to negotiate in this world.

Descending at the harbor pier came an old white bearded deputy dressed in age-old armor.

If you look closely, the scarlet cape is the figure of a fine general, but it is the old smelly iron armor of the ages.

The treasure sword I put on my hips is for etiquette and I don't think I need vigilance because it looks very much like a sword I can fight. Rather, it's something that used to come up against me with something like this.

If I lost so much fighting, the honest old deputy lay down deep as he knelt before me.

"My name is Jeffrey Armas, and I serve the Burgunds. Please be generous to the valiant Silesier."

"Well, come on down, I'm glad you're a wise commander."

If you're a stubborn knight who resists even this period, you have to slash and throw it away.

That's what I'd kill if I came at you, but I'm not a pleasure killer, so I don't want to snap someone's neck without resentment.

Killing an old man with a treasure sword, not even a weapon, is too bad to sleep.

Even if it isn't, Nant's city is well healed, and this old deputy is popular. People like that, it's better to keep them alive.

The city of Nant in South Silesier is also part of the kingdom of Silesier, especially since this important port city wants to be incorporated into the king's territory, so we want to minimize both city and human damage.

I made him act a little embarrassed because of it, so I can still say that this old man was helpful with a good target.

Besides, this old man, at first glance, soon found out he was like a loyal minister.

I don't even find it unpleasant that you continued to resist to the end, not because you're stupid, but because you were loyal.

"Agent Jeffrey, don't worry, I'll cover the territory of the Burgunds, but I won't."

"... and my name is?

"Right, I'll take over the territory, so I'll have trouble unless you give me the city's storage, but I won't confiscate the Burgunds' mansion and personal assets so that my immediate life can stand. Then I will leave you no place as a junior nobleman with no territory for the House of Burgunds. After complaining to the Kingdom of Silesier, let's also rebuild the house."

"What a generous treatment, thank you Happy!

"I'm only talking about if you surrender quietly. You got off, but what about the owner of the Burgund family, who is still resisting hard? I don't know what would happen if I were an enemy on the battlefield, so I can't guarantee to help. A man in the corner would want to fight."

"It's..."

I'm gonna rock you a little.

I need Jeffrey to help me.

"I can't lose, but if you don't want to push your master to death, you should be encouraged to surrender from the deputy."

"Yes, sir."

Again, the deputy lay deeply flat.

This splendid attitude, the arms that governed and resisted the city to this day while surrounded by enemies. This man is competent, and I thought he could use it as it is.

I successfully told Lebnand to negotiate his surrender, so let's use Geoffrey this time.

It should be a lot easier than making your own surrender recommendations.