Legend

The man was tapping his desk with his fingertips uncomfortably in his room.

The more you listen to reports of people in front of you, the more frustration a man gets.

Eventually, the frustration also reached its limit, I guess. Grab a fist and punch your desk, not your fingertips.

The dull sound of dong, echoes into the room, and the person who brings the report accidentally breathes and mouths.

The man opens his mouth with a frustrating gaze at such an opponent.

"I mean, I couldn't get any information on the Merclio faction. That's what you're trying to say, huh?

"No, that's not a certainty yet. The shadow workers are better than being under His Highness Schulz. But if something unexpected happens, there's nothing I can do..."

He was a man who spins words to make his servants say he wasn't responsible for this one, but when he sees it, Schulss slaps his fist against his desk again in frustration.

A man named Don who unintentionally stops words from sounding louder than earlier.

"We'll get that information before Brother Kabbazide gets the information on Merclio. That way I can dispose of Merclio, who moved ahead of Brother Kabazid's move and became a rebel. That's what you said, and you advised me to do my reconnaissance, right?

"Yes. It's all about His Highness Schulz..."

The colour of the insurance caged in Schulss's gaze reinforces his men, who tell him so with a melancholy grin.

"I should have dismissed it. I guess it's still too early to move now.... Different?

Chirali turned her gaze and asked, not the man in front of her, but a woman about twenty years old who was organizing documents at a desk in the corner of the room.

The woman opens her mouth without looking at all concerned when she says that her boss and master, Schuls... creates an irritating atmosphere because Schuls, also the second prince of the Bestian Empire, sees it.

Ignore also the aristocratic man in front of Schuls, who manages to beg me to deceive him with his gaze.

"Right. I do ask that. Since our battle power is so far lower than that of His Highness Kabazid, we were wondering if it should be preserved at all. Yet moving even fewer intelligence units because you want to raise a grip can only make you laugh more than you can laugh."

While I say all I get is laughter, what I see in a woman's gaze is a frozen gaze.

In the first place, it took a lot of money to raise an intelligence unit, and the woman who wasn't just Schuls to prepare it, but who was also close to it, struggled a lot.

Even so, if the intelligence unit was so lightly damaged, I couldn't help but get a cold eye.

"Well, that was... well, I acted only for His Highness Schulz. Now, I don't know that His Highness Merclio has all those powerful men in his gesture, etc. And I feel sorry for those who were sent. One or so of you would be natural to come back. By and large…"

He was an aristocratic man who tried to deviate from his own responsibilities, but that attitude unnecessarily irritates Schulss.

In addition, there was no way Schuls, who was not originally a cheerful person, could have endured any more when he made derogatory remarks to those members of the intelligence forces who had grown up with enough hands.

"Shut up!"

His fist, wielded again with anger, is slammed against his desk, making a dull noise in the room.

More intense than before, the nobleman shudders and whispers.

Compared to the other two princes, they are not so good in terms of internal affairs, but when it comes to force, the second prince in front of them lightly mausoleum the other two.

That's to the point where it would be pretty top-ranked in the military.

If you had all those arms, and yet you were never in the mood for yourself, you should never have pissed me off.

Most importantly, that is why the nobles who are good at home affairs will buy themselves high, and many of those who were unable to enter the first prince's cabazide, who is also the most prominent candidate for the next heir to the throne, belong to the second prince.

This man, who is now getting smaller in front of Schulz, is one of those people, and that is why he did not expect much from Schulz in terms of his abilities.

However, I decided that my future would be in jeopardy, and I tried to run away... In the end, I couldn't even handle it. On the contrary, I moved Schulz's direct intelligence unit on my own, and furthermore, the result was that the people who moved it didn't come back as one, and this is how it is getting smaller in front of Schulz.

"... ha. Well, fine. I was able to confirm that the Merclio faction had some power. I'm just gonna figure it out for now, and I'm gonna make sure it's okay."

When Schuls tells me that he decides that it is a waste of time even if he is angry here any more, it is due to his actions… i.e. he decides that it is a handle, the eyes of the noble man shine strong.

It seems to have been of great help to His Highness Schulz.

"... oh yeah. Take it from me. You're done. Back off."

"Ha!"

Until a few seconds ago, the nobleman, who struck and changed and gave a joyful expression, leaves the room with a grace.

Schuls, who dropped off his hindsight as if frightened, exhales a deep sigh as he held his forehead.

"A lot of competent people are on my brother. I can see that. But that's why pushing the incompetent over here... is this one of my brother's attacks?

"Right. I thought it might be a pretty effective means of attack, for example. If you're just incompetent, you're still incompetent, but you're moving vigorously, so this one's going to be devastating. I wonder why you suddenly acted like that."

"... you think it was my brother's fault?

It was a shrush to think for a moment and then tell you, but the only thing that came back to it was the act of shaking your neck sideways.

A woman in the position of deputy secretary of Schulz, but still had no idea what the earlier nobles intended to do with such means.

No, it would be true that the aristocrats themselves wanted to set a handle. But I didn't understand why I moved that man.

Of all the other beings that should be pawns, why was it that man?

"Maybe there's no particular reason"

"... you mean by chance?

"Yeah. I was wondering if it would have been an act of restraint if I'd tried over there."

"It's not going to be a shame that there's going to be a lot of damage to the intelligence unit that we've been nurturing in custody."

Schuls sighs when he tells his deputy he can't do it.

Some of my factions are competent, but many are still incompetent who could not join my brother's faction. And when I think of those incompetent people pulling their feet, I feel unsexual.

"Maybe Merclio is more blessed in that sense"

"Because General Theorem is indeed a competent person. But, Lord Schulss, even the incompetent can use it. No, Ning Lo, how you use such a person is the strength of those who stand above you."

"I know. Even if they're incompetent themselves, they're not all incompetent until their men. Besides, only the aristocrats possess some fighting power. You say that using someone like him is one of his qualities as an emperor."

To Schulss's words, the deputy woman opens her mouth with a nickel and a grin.

"If Your Highness is aware of it, Father will be pleased."

"... if Atomis were alive"

The face of a man who should also be called his master passes the back of his brain, but there is no way that he can resurrect those who have already left the world because of disease.

It may be possible with a magic item of ancient magic civilization, but it is a substitute that only exists in gay tales rather than legends.

Eventually I guess I hated the dark atmosphere. Schuls coughs small before changing the subject.

"I need that man to pay for his sins properly. Merclio's army... let me guess against the rebels. If I could see the other hand tag at all with that, it would be enough for reconnaissance. We've worn out our intelligence unit, so we need him to give us that information."

Even though he is a subordinate of his faction, there is no hesitation whatsoever in Schuls' words to make him a forsaken pawn.

"Right. It does matter to see the other hand tag. What do you know about that information?

"... I wouldn't be able to help but hide it. Flush it to your brother and sister. It's a loan to my brother and sister for once."

"Is this His Highness Frizione? What does she think of this case? Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I don't think that person would approve of His Highness Merclio's crusade."

"Sure. But I'll have to join you. If I or my brother were to capture the Merclio guy, I'd be sure that his life would be gone. That's why I saved Merclio's life by giving him a hand when he was under house arrest."

He is a sweet sister, but then he strikes a bold invincible hand inside. I distort my mouth into the form of a laugh, remembering what my own sister looked like.

In fact, I would have borne Merclio's if it were normal. That would divide Merclio, Frizione and just two against Cabazide and Schulus.

But Frizione didn't do it. Because even if they split up, they understood that it was obviously unfavourable if they thought about it in terms of force or force.

And in order to protect his brother's life, he chooses to give it to Kabazid and Schuls.

As a result, he protected his brother's life, kept his forces warm, and also secured some influence over the two princes.

"Still, in the end, the Third Prince broke out and ruined it,"

"You can't help that. If rumors spread that you're after your life after you're under house arrest. It is a danger to the life of the Lord, who has sworn allegiance to them. It's somewhat suspicious, but I had to go into action... something like that. I couldn't afford to take the back."

Rumors of an unnaturally rapidly spreading Merclio being assassinated pass Schulz's brain.

I'm pretty sure it's a rumor someone intentionally circulated, but I still don't know who that is.

He decides that his most prominent candidate is his brother, who is also the biggest competitor at the moment, but that's not absolute.

It is a disturbance in the house of the Bestian Empire, which is also a powerful country. Because naturally, no matter who set it up, it's not surprising that many will benefit from it.

If the person who gained the most is considered suspicious, the Kingdom of Mireana also seems the most suspicious.

Because the long-standing enemy of the Kingdom of Mireana is the Bestian Empire, and it is in the interest of the Kingdom of Mireana that its Bestian Empire diminishes its power due to civil strife.

Alternatively, it is possible that the peripheral states once occupied by the Bestian Empire moved behind them with the aim of independence.

Given that neighborhood, there are as many opponents out there as the Bestian Empire should suspect only the powerful.

"Whatever, the race was already thrown. More than this happened, even this one just seriously crushes Merclio. And for that..."

"Reveal a little in the other hand,"

"That's right.... his gestures alone are too few soldiers, so stir him up as a good opportunity to look after a few guys he can't use and set up a handle on. All the guys who are only visible will be joining us. Let my Knights see it through."

"... As a second prince, mainly His Highness Schulz, I honestly have trouble reducing my fighting power too much"

No matter how incompetent they are, numbers are still power. Some beings outnumber numbers in quality, like they have aliases, but that's basically the exception.

It was an honest desire as deputy officers to avoid reducing the power of their own forces as much as possible.

I guess I took a look at that. Schuls flaunts his shoulders small and opens his body mouth.

"I can see Amare's worries, but he's got a lot of prey to catch, so naturally the bait will have to be as luxurious as it deserves, right? Besides, it's only the dumping pawns who are incompetent to let them go."

To the words of Schuls, such a master, the deputy woman, called Amare, thinks for a few seconds, exhales deeply and opens her teasing mouth.

"Okay. … it is anticipated that, given that those who admired His Highness Vihela will join us, the power of the Third Prince is likely to be about two thousand. When that happens, do you mind about three thousand people as a force of war to get you out of here?

"A little more... No, just about this much, considering the difference in level of practice"

"Yes, there's a General Theorem over there with a flashing alias, so I was wondering if it would be just as good with this number of people difference"

"Right. Then root for my brother and sister. Especially if you're older than my sister, you'll ask me to keep Merclio alive, so if I swallow that, I'll admit it. My brother would be more than welcome to have fewer fights."

"Okay. … Finally, this is the first step for His Highness Schulz to become Emperor."

Schuls snorted with a fierce grin at Amare's words, who was a deputy officer and a familiar child.