Kuro no Senki (LN)

Baron Trace's Greenwich - I know it was a good time, but Chrono stared at Baron Trace sitting in the opposite seat.

Baron Trace, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, had been grumpy.

My eyes are falling, my cheeks are thin, and I look like I'm ten years old.

Plus my eyes are busy moving like little animals looking for a place to hide.

I don't think so.

He made a defenseless declaration to clear up suspicions of conspiracy and prepared food for the Imperial Army.

Nevertheless, the Imperial Army vandalized their territory.

I can't help but notice the upset.

But knowing what's going on doesn't make you understand.

At least now I need to disguise myself as a wind I don't know.

"... Marquis Elakis, what can I do for you today?

"I'm keeping a message from Princess Tilia."

Chrono took the letter out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

It's not parchment, it's Japanese paper made in the workshop.

To emphasize that the use of paper was not a formal exchange.

It is up to Baron Trace to decide what to do with the letter.

At least that's what's happening up front.

Baron Trace takes the letter and confirms its contents.

My hands tremble, my sweats flow.

I don't think so.

Tyria's letter says to allow the Imperial Army to act on Baron Trace's territory.

By the way, what we mean here is military action.

Naturally, some of them include combat acts.

In short, I'm telling you to admit to turning Baron Trace's territory into a battlefield.

This is also natural, but there is no lord who wants to turn his territory into a battlefield.

That's why I'm being a wolf.

"... to the boulder, this is"

"Well, you have no choice"

Baron Trace told him to groan and Chrono exhaled lightly.

Baron Trace looks up hah.

Until we take military action without permission if we don't get permission.

I guess that's what you decided this one was thinking.

"Marquis Elakis, are you..."

"We, the Imperial Army, are Orthodox Regression… with the aim of abolishing the false Emperor and reviving his reign by his rightful successor"

"... well, that's"

Baron Trace had a mouth cage.

"I would like you to consider this... the warmth of the Empress Tilia"

"Warmth? You trample my territory on earth?

Baron Trace crushed the letter and shouted as if it had been exasperated.

Right, and Chrono pretended to be calm while agreeing with Baron Trace on the inside.

That said, he is an enemy if you say so by reason of his enemy allies.

At least not on your side.

And yet, why are you trying to get permission?

The answer is simple, because we want to draw him into our people.

There is also the thought of letting the Imperial Army outrage speak from the mouths of the parties and persuade other lords.

Chrono opened his mouth anticipating the time when Baron Trace regained his calm.

"The Empress Tilia is trying to give you a chance to appease your territory and bathe in honor. Look, please reread the letter"

……

Baron Trace dropped his gaze on the wrecked letter.

"If we're going to maintain neutrality, we're going to appease the territory, if we're going to be allies, we're going to be a member of the House of Lords, and we're going to give you the honor of being involved in national politics."

"What about when you were hostile?

……

Baron Trace has asked without fear and without fear, but Chrono did not answer.

Imagination can be both an ally and an enemy.

In this case - or an enemy to Baron Trace.

Gokuri, and swallow the saliva.

Perhaps the worst imagination is past the back of your brain.

"What do you say?

"... but"

Baron Trace wiped his greasy sweat with a handkerchief.

"Something bothering you?

"while declaring defenseless -"

"It's the Imperial Army."

Chrono corrected by blocking the words.

"Declaring defenseless, I would be the lowest lord if I gave it to the Imperial Army. Who will trust those who change their factions according to the circumstances?"

Baron Trace said in a bloody voice.

Fine, I don't know if anyone believes me - I thought Chrono, but I don't talk about it.

"I'm not asking you to give."

"If you shut up, it's the same thing."

I wonder if I should cut it out here, and Chrono exhaled small.

"I've been told about credit."

"That's right. Credit matters."

"Don't you realize you're losing that credibility? Or are you pretending you haven't noticed?

"- Huh!"

Baron Trace breathed.

He has the look on his face just saying what he knows.

"Baron Trace, my eyes are not a pit. Plus it's ears and sounds like a crowd."

……

When the Imperial Army flaunted the destruction of the village, Baron Trace opened and closed his mouth like a fish launched ashore.

"It was the false emperor Alfort who betrayed us first."

"Fake emperors and such and disgusting!

"Isn't it inconsolable that the Orthodox should hold the throne?

"It is not His Majesty's instruction. Lord Lucas wrote me an apology."

Oh, my God, you can't believe Alford that far. No, I wonder if I can't pull in because I stuck a lot of money in it. No, no, I can also imagine that the contents of the apology were wonderful, Chrono can imagine.

"I understand how Baron Trace feels, but will the inhabitants trust that word? You are believed to have sold your people to our loveliness."

"Ku, your mouth is too much!

"It's true. If you doubt it, you can still use it in the city."

"... you'll understand"

Baron Trace said groaning.

"I don't think the people will listen to your words."

"Hey, what?

"It's the Imperial Army. You must feed 20,000 soldiers."

"Well, that's about as much storage"

"Well, you'll keep it for a while, for a while"

……

When Chrono said provocatively, Baron Trace pressed silence.

That silence tells the whole story.

"Do you think we're such weak soldiers that we lose in a day or two?

"Oh, that's..."

"The longer the battle, the greater the burden on Baron Trace's territory. Storage runs out of bottoms and has to wield power. You can't tell the people to understand in that situation."

Chrono punctuated the words there.

"Well, that's not necessarily how much food we've prepared will reach the Imperial Army."

"You mean you don't have a choice?

"No, we... Empress Tilia also wants to respect Baron Trace's will."

Chrono flaunted his shoulder with great admiration.

"You can choose whether you want to bathe in honor or ruin"

"... ruin"

Baron Trace rang his throat with a gobble.

Unless the Imperial Army is defeated with a single armor cuff, ruin is inevitable.

"This is the watershed. The only way past here is ruin. It's a simple story. You just have to be silent about what we do."

"What excuse can I make to Lord Lucas..."

"Wouldn't it be nice if we told them we were in our way and couldn't prepare food"

"Yes, but"

"... I have no choice"

Chrono sighed and stood up.

The lead is only here.

You have to understand that.

"Let's just say we never had this story."

"Ma, wait!

"Unfortunately, we can't wait. I have to fight from now on..."

"Wow, okay!

Baron Trace exclaimed.

"What did you find out?

"I acknowledge that the Imperial Army acts in our territory. Instead..."

Baron Trace looked up at Chrono with a glaring eye.

I'm gonna be the worst lord. So he said credibility was important, but there was a humble light in his eyes.

Chrono smiled.

"Absolutely. Let the Empress Tilia know that Baron Trace has given his pleasant consent to military action in the territory. This will appease the territory."

"... what's the story about bathing in honor?

Baron Trace said with an attractive grin.

"I'm sorry, but that's if you're on my side. Doesn't it say that if you are neutral, you will appease the territory, and if you are on your side, you will be honored"

"Well, that's true... but I can't do it now"

"So when did you make the decision?

"When the Imperial Army withdraws, it will always come at a mercy. I promise."

"I'd like it to be a document, but I believe you."

Hearing Chrono's words, Baron Trace exhaled in a ho.

"Well, now I..."

Thank you for your patience.

Baron Trace drowned his head deeply and Chrono left the reception room.

Then the old butler walked over.

"Let me walk you to the front door."

"Say hello."

The old butler guides me and leaves the mansion.

Chrono headed for the boxcarriage, which was staying right around the corner.

The door of the boxcarriage opens without sound.

Get in the box carriage and sit in your seat.

The boxcarriage slowly moved out - Klinge Hertz sat in the opposite seat at some point.

A candidate who thinks that if he brings a soldier, there will be problems.

Well, they're stronger than their sidekick soldiers.

"Good luck"

"The way it appears, it's bad for the heart."

"Marquis Elakis's, instructions, but?

Klinge said in a tone that seemed as if he was indulging in anger.

"What's the outcome of the negotiations?

"You've been granted permission to act in your territory."

"... ok"

Klinge gazes at the window.

I get caught and look at the window, but there's nobody there.

"Anyway, now you're free to move Baron Trace's territory."

Chrono exhaled small.

Evening - Lucas was riding a horse and taking the streets north.

Deep woods stretch out on both sides of the street.

There are paths in these woods that only locals know about.

That's what is sometimes stretched out like the eyes of a net.

Take advantage of the local interests.

I meant to understand it with my head, but it took me a while to understand what it meant.

"Legion Leader, why don't you get ready for camp?

"Buy a little more distance"

Reduce your desire to tongue and answer the deputy's questions.

He was supposed to be in Count Cado territory by appointment, but he's not out of Baron Trace's territory.

After the barbarism - because I had to bury the body.

I entrusted the Eighth Kingsguard Knights with the task of burial in conjunction with punishment, but this was not the way to go.

The work did not proceed as late as possible and it was only after noon that the body was buried.

"Legion Leader! Legion leader!

The cavalry passes by and returns with his horse around his neck.

It's the man who sent him as a messenger under Baron Trace.

I'm riding a different horse than when I left the village.

Baron Trace may have distracted me, but I get the anxiety that I might have made it soft again.

"Did you get the apology?

"Yes, I've kept a letter from Baron Trace"

The man came down from the horse and offered a parchment round in a barrel.

Lucas receives parchment and confirms the contents.

"... still?"

"What did it say?

"I cannot allow you to use the neighbouring village as a base. The food will be transported to the neighbouring village, but from there we want it to be transported ourselves. It says there's a good chance we won't be able to secure the food we promised."

"What do you mean?

"... Phew"

The deputy let his anger seep in and said, but Lucas only came out sighing.

Half were frightened by the deputy's attitude and the other half were relieved.

I have worked all that barbarism and yet I have not declared hostility.

I don't know what I mean, but at least I'm not the enemy now.

"What are you mad at?

"I didn't keep my word."

"We're the ones who broke our promise first."

"That's..."

"Shut up. I get a headache talking to you."

……

The deputy bent his lips uncomfortably.

So I finally understand why the burial work didn't proceed as late.

They weren't aware that they were being punished.

It's a little too much, but there's no reason to be punished.

Perhaps they were thinking about that.

So I deliberately delayed the work and expressed my dissatisfaction.

"... not at all"

Lucas muttered in a fed up mood.

I chose it and let it rot.

I know I deserve it, but I can't erase the thought that I won't have to go this far.

"We'll camp here"

……

Even if Lucas says it, the deputy doesn't recite it.

He's pointing at it like it's rotten.

"Can't you repeat it!

"... the camp! Get ready for camp!

When Lucas yelled, the deputy finally recited.

He sighed deeply and gently touched his chest.

In this minute, I'll have to work on the plan myself.

Chrono hid himself in a bush about a hundred meters from the street, staring at the Imperial Army.

I had information available that the Imperial Army was burying the body, but it's an honest feeling that it's too late for that.

Together, the suspicion swells that something else was being done.

"This is Aridead. It's like visual confirmation of the enemy."

"This is Deneb, the enemy is preparing for camp."

"Incredible, wait"

Command Aridead and Deneb to consolidate the left and right.

Close your eyes and take a look at the Imperial Army.

General soldiers are ready for tequipaki and camp, but white uniforms - the Eighth Kingsguard Knights are exceptionally poorly handled.

General soldiers don't try to help when they're ready for the camp.

That would mean we're not close enough.

He's exposed to defenseless backs.

"It's like a chance now."

"Were you both listening to the operation?

"Of course, it's like I was listening. Light the food, throw magic items so you can't sleep."

"That's like instinct hurts when you can show your defenseless back as such"

"I'm glad you understand."

Hearing the words of Aridead and Deneb, Chrono stroked his chest down.

"It's like the knife's ready."

"Don't pull a lot of keywords."

How far are you serious?

Aridead takes out the knife and Deneb wraps his handmade notebook in pieces.

I explained that I would carefully select the subject this time, but I'm worried if I was really listening.

No, I shake my head.

They are both fierce warriors.

If it's a fight, it'll keep your mind tight.

"Nevertheless, this operation seems too plain"

"It's just harassment to keep them awake."

"It's okay, so"

Combine multiple tactics to remove enemy's ability to continue fighting.

That's the liver of this operation.

"And once again, it's like I'm back in the archers"

"Mixed unit command sounds pretty tough"

"Yeah, well, that's..."

Chrono clouded his words.

There are hundreds of mixed units of archers and infantry here, and hundreds of soldiers lurk face to face as well.

"With that said, it's like you want to ask Master Chrono something?

"What's going on?

"Why are you here like this?

Aridead leaned his neck strangely.

"The flag was headed by Tilia, the commander by Dr. Weissman, the barracks and others by Mr. Sitter, the prostitutes by Mr. Minot, and the detachment by Kane. Mercenaries are under Schiff's jurisdiction... my jurisdiction is here."

"Mmm, prostitutes think Master Krono could have been in charge or something"

"I can't be afraid of amateur control. In that case, we can have 100 experienced captains back up here."

"Even if they say you're experienced"

"Not as experienced as Master Chrono."

Aridead and Deneb said in a mojo.

That's not what I meant.

"And then... the operation is what it is."

"Well, sure"

"It's like I might not be able to get in until I know the whole picture."

It's like sounding firecrackers in the middle of the night, in the original world.

The soldiers won't pin when they say this is an operation.

It is also to make the soldiers understand that having Chrono is an important operation.

"Besides, you want to avoid people saying they're good at what they say and let them do their dirty work."

"Master Chrono is like a care chunk"

"But would you like to forget that the night is not good?

"That's where we work out the measures."

Chrono took his glasses out of the porch.

"What's that like?

"Contextually, it seems to be an item that makes the night easier."

"You're right, if you hang these glasses, you'll be able to see the dark. It's an item that amplifies light, so it hurts your eyes when you look at the enhanced light, and it can only be used by humans."

This is the item that Eryl made me make.

If I break it, it's bad, so it's on the porch.

"Master Chrono, we're ready for camp."

"Finally, like an attack?

"Not yet."

Chrono observes the Kingsguard Knights while hiding himself in the bush.

They were surrounding the fire.

"Looks like we're not cooking ourselves."

"Apparently, it's not solid-bread"

"It's like it's sunny."

Uh-huh, Krono roared.

"Master Chrono, it's like we should be happy here"

"It's like after the war to leave your name as the father of Firm Bread."

"No, it's not"

Chrono waved his patties and hands left and right.

"Tyga, how are the general soldiers doing?

"The General Soldier Is Eating Bread"

I heard a creaking voice coming from a communication magic item.

The general soldier seems to be eating bread, but Chrono hasn't seen him pick it up.

Apparently, the Kingsguard Knights and the general soldiers are carrying food separately.

Perhaps the commander understands that the two are not close.

"Hey, that's not what I was hearing."

"Rumors are only rumors."

"Prejudice seems dangerous."

"So is that."

Count Lucas Lesato had heard constant black rumors and his men had a weak army, but that alone would make it dangerous to decide to be incompetent.

"Is it time, like, OK?

"The timing is like a trusted mode"

Aridead and Deneb erect a mechanical bow and stare at the arrows.

It has a small sphere instead of an arrow.

A magic item that scatters flames and sounds as flashy as dancing.

"Tyga, it's going to be a time difference. Aim for the horse first."

"Copy that."

Chrono raised his hand quietly and waved it down.

Aridead and Deneb release arrows and countless arrows fly from behind.

The moment the arrow touched the ground, the flames and sounds were emitted.

Daddy, the sound of Daddy Pan was similar to a firecracker, but the flames multiply its power.

It was the horses that had a particular effect.

One horse stood on a pole, and one horse went wild and crazy.

"Enemy!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

A Kingsguard knight shouted and a new arrow poured down there.

The Tigers unleashed an arrow.

A firecracker-like sound scratches off the Kingsguard's voice and panics the horse.

"How's it going!"

One of the Kingsguard knights rushed over, but from the results it was a mistake.

He was kicked in the face with his back leg and blown away.

When one walked backwards down the street, the other horses followed.

Soldiers blow up and the tent falls.

Screams roll up.

A fat man jumped out of the tent.

That would be Lucas Lesato.

I want to kill you, but you can't turn 20,000 soldiers into thieves.

"Where's the enemy!

"There!

"What are you doing! Go after him. Go after him!

No, no, you guys come after me. Or come after me, Krono pleads with a Kingsguard knight who doesn't try to move in his heart.

"I have no choice. Attack for arms and legs."

"I've been waiting!

"Expand to the front! It's like letting him go so he doesn't kill you!

The swinging sounds of the trees and the archers unfold in front of Chrono.

Thirty or so, but the oldest soldiers.

"Let go!"

When Chrono screamed, the archers unleashed arrows simultaneously.

Gah, and the Kingsguard knight screamed and fell on the spot.

Despite the density of trees, I feel deeply satisfied with the skill of shooting through the target.

"Damn, I'll kill you!

About ten Kingsguard knights break into the woods.

"Let go!"

As per Krono's decree, the archers release arrows again.

With an arrow in his arm, he stabbed him in the thigh, and the Kingsguard knight was caught on the spot.

"Ouch! Somebody help me!

A Kingsguard knight shakes his body and asks for help, but no one tries to move.

"Uh-huh, bad fire"

If they hang it together, it's troublesome, but it's also troublesome not to do anything even though your allies are asking for help.

Chrono sighed small, wondering if it was possible to lure him to the back of the woods.

"Temporary retreat!

Chrono shouted at the communication magic item and hung his glasses.

Brighten your vision at once.

"Copy that."

Chrono rushes out towards the back of the woods.

Archers also retreat simultaneously.

"I thought we could do a little more damage!

"I'm sorry. It sounds unfortunate!

"Me, too. But it's from here, from here."

"Black!

"It's like the blackness is seeping out!

When Chrono laughed niggardly, Aridead and Deneb told him to stand still.

Morning...

"... guh"

Lucas woke up with chest pain.

My whole body gets wet in sweat and my head boils.

"... you rebels"

Get out of bed and throw up small.

In the evening, the Empire was attacked by rebels, causing some deaths and numerous injuries.

The majority of this is due to runaway horses.

The rebels then withdrew, but came again at night.

I scattered flames and sounds with magic items.

That's all night, too.

If this one follows him, he escapes, and if he doesn't, he repeats the same thing in extension.

I hate using killer sorcery and magic items as if I remembered.

I lit more food.

Besides, it's just for the Kingsguard Knights' food.

Perhaps the rebels are not close to the Kingsguard Knights and the general army.

Distributing food would make the two of them more and more sinister.

Food resentment is horrible.

Lucas weaved his jacket with his face in chest pain.

Out of the tent, my men were sober.

The horse has less than half left.

"Legion Leader, can't we delay our departure?

What are you talking about?

"We've been under attack all night and we're all exhausted."

When the deputy said, his men nodded in agreement.

"No. I'm leaving on schedule."

My men seemed obviously dismayed by Lucas's words.

How much do I care if the rebels dance to me?

Last night's raid further reduced the food that even just didn't allow.

I haven't done a detailed calculation, but the amount is to cut it down to critical and keep it for four days.

Besides, we don't know how much food will be supplied.

Delay your march here and you will be feathers fighting with an empty stomach.

"Just clear the tent and let the Heavy Squad leave extracted from the General Soldier!

"... Yes"

"Your voice is low!

"Yes!

When Lucas yelled, the deputy exclaimed as if he had abandoned himself.

My men start to move sloppily.

The colour of dissatisfaction floats over his face.

Daimyo, I wonder why we see ourselves like this.

Hold down your painful chest and exhale.

It was Lucas himself who wanted them to be his men, but the unsolicited ones raise frustrations.

It takes about twice as long to install and finally finish cleaning up the tent.

"Let's go!

Lucas rode his horse and resumed his march.

My men are silent, starting with the deputy.

I wonder how much I'm enjoying last night.

I proceeded with the horse because there was nothing to talk about, and it rubbed off against the pillars of the stone.

It is as thick as a hug and as tall as a waist.

Moving on for a while, there was another pillar of stone.

"Wait!"

"What is it?

My deputy tells me like I'm sick of it.

"Earlier, a pillar of stone was stabbing the ground..."

"Oh, you had it. What's wrong with that?

"There were pillars of stone again"

"Oh, right. What's wrong with that?

The deputy looked back and still said in a fed up tone.

"Don't you care?

"If you have an unexplained custom, you can find it anywhere. It's not going to explode. Let's move on."

"... right"

It also makes sense in the words of the deputy.

It's odd that we can get through safely if we're installing it for an attack.

There's a chance he's doing something meaningless to make this one suspicious.

But don't fail to be vigilant.

"Yes, I understand."

Lucas proceeded with his horse alert to the pillars of the stone.

Continue to march in disregard of deputies who say childlike things when they are hungry.

When the sun was leaning heavily, my vision opened.

"... a field position"

Lucas stopped the horse and groaned.

According to the pre-confirmed map, the forest should still be there.

Nonetheless, the forest was interrupted and instead something like a field position appeared.

"That's an odd position."

"What were you learning in military school? It's a trench."

I've never heard of a trench before.

Lucas sighed deeply.

In the centre, trenches are dug in the zigzags on both wings, just as they divide the streets.

"So what's that wire?

"I don't."

"Really?"

Are you going to give me back the fun, the deputy nodded to make a fool of himself.

In front of the trench is a horse fence, and in front of it is a line of wire.

Finally, the horse fence had no horizontal trees, and instead the wire was stretched.

The rebel soldiers were watching this one from the trenches.

Behind it were large sub-men with shields and archers refraining.

"I was expecting a little because I say rebel. It's pathetic to have to put it in that wire and hole."

"Are you saying it's no big deal?

Yeah, it's no big deal.

"Then you go ahead."

"Yeah, that's good. You can break through with the rest of the cavalry."

The deputy answered instantly, but Lucas was feeling something thin.

If I say fear of the unknown, I may not know until then.

"... but don't complain my way when you break through that"

"Okay."

Hehe, and the deputy smiled nasty.

"I wanted to see how the royal family was doing."

……

Lucas ignored the Deputy's whining.

You don't have to die here, you'll die on this next battlefield.

"Hey! Gather whoever wants to bathe in the spear honor the most!

Lucas stepped down from his horse looking sideways at his deputy and lowered his back to the fallen tree that was nearby.

Well, let's see how many people get together.

I was looking at it in such a chilled mood, but the deputy quickly gathered a hundred cavalry men.

Should I say unexpected talent?

If I hadn't been one of my own, I might have become a battalion leader on my own.

The deputy chested a cavalry lined up in a side-by-side row on his back.

I know how proud you are.

Speaking of light cavalry, it would feel good to lead a hundred cavalry cavalry.

Don't forget your promise, Legion Leader.

"I know."

hehe, and the deputy interrupted between the cavalry laughing.

"You guys! Kill them and the reward will remain as you wish! Move on!

When the deputy advances the horse, the cavalry begins to move.

There is an amazing array of footprints even though I haven't been busy training.

gradually increase in speed,

"Hit them, kill them! Uh-huh!"

"Uh-oh!"

The cavalry barked simultaneously.