Legend

The report came in when everyone was asleep at the rebel position.

A night that usually only exists about a soldier on guard.

The foot sound of a horse approaching the rebel position as the autumnal moonlight descends.

The lookout noticed it was an enemy attack!? and breathtaking, but its footsteps are few.

In fact, only a single cavalry could see in the moonlight or in the bonfire lights burning near the entrance and exit of the position.

Still, just in case, the soldier standing on the lookout turned his gaze to his colleague and nodded back slightly, gripping strongly the pattern of the spear in his hand.

Not so many days have passed since the disturbance broke out at midnight in the position.

That is why, naturally, vigilance remained strict.

"Stop!"

With those words, several soldiers point their spears at the approaching cavalry.

But when I notice the cavalry's face is exhausted, I doubt it.

The cavalry sees such soldiers and opens its mouth with a relieved look on its face.

"I'm sorry, but I would like to ask the Earl of Obrisin to follow suit as soon as possible. I am in the territory of the Earl of Obrisin, a man who serves on behalf of the Lords of a city called Lacroix. I got an urgent call. This is a letter from Lord Hattle, acting lord."

Saying so, the cavalry shows the soldiers a letter.

The letter was waxed and there was evidence that it had been given to me by a person named Haytl, but there was no way that a single soldier could understand it.

Each other talks with each other in gaze, and eventually the first soldier to speak opens his mouth again.

"I'm sorry, but I can't judge you here, so can I call my boss? You look pretty tired. Why don't you take a little break in the meantime?

Though he was still on alert, there was already little left of the soldier to doubt the cavalry in front of him.

Exhausted so far, it is on the contrary softening the suspicion of the cavalry that we have come all the way to the night when we would be suspicious.

I didn't think this would be an obviously suspicious imitation either.

When you see a coworker soldier run off to go get his boss, one of the soldiers hands a water bottle full of water to the cavalry for the moment.

"I'm sorry, it helps. I've been running for a long time.... I would have let the horse rest if I could."

"The stables are only in the position.... Oh, but give me a minute. If it's about water, I can handle it."

The soldier tells him so, and once again one soldier follows the scene.

I should have been more vigilant if I had been, but the number of soldiers here is more than ten. Plus the other cavalry is already off the horse and looks tired to see.

I can't abandon the mind that I want to be kind to you, while remaining vigilant in such a situation.

One of the soldiers comes with a bucket full of water and puts it in front of the horse.

The moment you see it, the horse puts his mouth on the barrel and starts drinking water.

I guess I kept running and I was thirsty. The water in the bucket becomes less and less.

To such a beloved horse, the cavalry strokes his back with gratitude.

"So what happened to having a cavalry come alone at midnight like this?

A soldier asks as he offers a glass of water to his cavalry.

The cavalry drinks up the water at once when it receives that cup and then shakes its neck to the side.

"No, I don't know the details either. I know you wrote in the letter... but I think it's a relationship because so many people were busy getting in and out of the mansion where the Lord's deputy lives."

"... you only have a bad feeling. I'm pretty sure it's not good news for us at all."

The other soldiers also nod back at the words that one of the soldiers grunted.

I guess that's the same for the man who brought the letter. He had an uneasy look on his face somewhere while drinking water, or stroking his horse's back.

It's been about five minutes, and in the midst of heavy air flowing around, eventually the soldiers who went to inform us earlier inside the position return.

"The Earl of Obrisin is going to meet. Grab a letter and come right away."

"Okay.... Can I take care of the horse?

"Oh, I'll do it this way, you go"

When the soldier who gave him the cup told him, the man lowered his head gently and then returned the cup, entering the position with the soldier who had just returned.

While dropping off behind that, the soldiers again stand guard with their spears in their hands.

"Hey, what do you think happened?

"I don't know, but maybe it's not a good thing"

"Uh, after all? But maybe... really maybe..."

"So, you bet? I was bad. Three ales."

"Gu, wow, ok...... but a glass of ale please"

"You're subtly weak."

Along with the words, there is a push-kill laugh around the entrance and exit of the position.

While the guard soldiers were laughing, the man who brought the letter was being put through inside a magic tent in the middle of a rebel position.

Despite this midnight, there will be little evidence of sleeping around where many of the rebel cadres are already gathered.

In the meantime, the man who comes inside the magic tent first kneels toward Merclio.

"Sorry for the sudden visit. My name is Cyrus and I am assigned to Lacroix, Count of Obrisin territory. It's an honor to meet His Highness Merclio."

"Sure, I thought it was something when you told me to get together all of a sudden at midnight like this... so I'm talking about Gurgaste on business?

"Yes, I have received this letter from the Lordship's deputy."

Take the letter you showed the soldier guarding the entrance and exit of the position and hand it to the soldier who came nearby.

Soldiers who confirm that the letter is not particularly dangerous give the letter to Gurgasto.

"... um, surely this wax belongs to someone who is acting as lord in Lacroix"

Confirm that wax, open the letter and glance...... Gurgasto's expression distorts uncomfortably.

Even just the strong glugust alone releases so much force that I wonder if the force will be killed right now for the unfamiliar.

"Gurgast, what did it say?

To Vihera, who asks so, Gurgasto silently gives a letter.

Having decided that it would be okay to read it, Vihera glanced at the letter...... slightly distorting her beautiful face.

"Do you not lay your hands on us directly, and send your soldiers against the cities and villages that are in Count Obrisin's territory? Brother Kabazid, I wonder what you can do."

In the words of Vihera, he understands why he bothered to bring a letter to the cavalry all night, and most of those on the spot look down.

Because it turns out how serious things are.

Until now, even if the Crusaders went out, their purpose was only this rebel.

But this time the means taken by Kabazid is to target the foundations that are supporting the rebels rather than beating them directly.

"But why? Sure, I know that works, but until now, it's only been attacking us. But why now..."

"It must be because it's now"

Tiyur calmly tells the bewildered noble words so.

However, it is not as calm as words, and there is a slight rush in its expression.

It was originally Count Obrisin territory that the rebel positions were erected.

Now he has left its Count Obrisin territory and entered noble territory close to the Imperial Capital, but nevertheless there was the thought that it was necessary to flee into Count Obrisin territory at times when it was difficult for those who belonged to the rebels to do so nearby.

There are also categories of pedestrians in terms of supplies, many of which are naturally purchased from Count Obrisin territory.

What happens if they crush where supplies come from where they are important to the rebels?

With a series of victories over the Crusaders, the depletion of supplies is also intense because more and more people have joined the rebels.

I mean...

"Brother Kabazid's aim is to attack the food."

Vihera nods at Merclio's words.

"Yes."

"Now get supplies from my territory!

"Wait. My territory is better considering the distance from Count Obrisin's territory..."

Much of the nobility speaks of transporting supplies from their territory, but it was Theorem who hung on to it.

"I want you to wait. I'm talking about His Highness Kabazid. He'll be thinking about what we're going to do next. Perhaps you should consider sending their own troops along the streets. If we transport supplies here in a detour, that supply unit will be attacked and burn the supplies... if we do poorly, they'll just take them away and warm the nostrils over there"

No one could say that it was too much for Theorem's words.

In fact, because everyone thought that the extent would naturally come if it were a kabazid.

"But... until now, I wouldn't have attacked places like cities and villages thinking about rebellion from the people after this civil war, so why is it so sudden now?

While everyone is troubled, one of the nobles whines as if he had come up with a fu.

Many of those who heard the word certainly wonder.

Rebellion from the people is an event that the royal family would like to avoid if they could.

That, too, would be a troublesome event in many ways if one city or village itself were to come together and rebel.

And yet why now...?

"There are a few possibilities."

Open your mouth as Merclio looks at the letter given to you by Gurgasto.

"One, Sister Frizione succeeded in escaping from the Empire City and thought of a food attack as a painful measure because it would be difficult for her to join us."

The words out of Merclio's mouth excite the nobles around him.

If that story is true, we can say that we are certain to increase our power.

… but it is a major problem when it comes to the issue of supplies.

But some people on this scene knew who had the means to solve it.

"If you're replenishing supplies, you'll have no problem using Ray's item box. With Seto, we can move up and down if we're blocked off, and maybe we can take down the guy Ray's blocking."

The Bestian Empire, lost in the spring war, naturally gathers information about Ray, who is also its greatest cause.

Among them was that Ray was using the item box to carry supplies during the war, and many of the Bestian Empire people who found out about it regretted the fact that there was an item box.

Of course the Bestian Empire also has noise with item boxes.

But Noise just didn't lend a hand when it came to the war, and as a result, the Bestian Empire had to prepare many supply units.

"I see! Then it's okay to have the streets sealed off!

"... you're an idiot. That won't solve the problem. It only extends the time it takes for us to lose. Only supplies can be carried. You can't carry a living person. Basically, Brother Kabazid, you know Ray has an item box?

Living people.

For example, even if there is only material to repair weapons and protective equipment, there is nothing we can do without a blacksmith.

Now there are still blacksmiths inside the rebel positions, and some brought in by the nobles, but that's not absolute either.

In other places like this, the kinds of whores that are absolutely necessary will not be problems such as products.

"Well, let me get back to you. Second. Originally Brother Kabazid and Brother Schulus were aiming at this development. Specifically, he tried several fights to make him lose, and when he saw it, he directed the rebels to gather a lot of people. In this case, it means everything was on the other palm..."

"Is that possible? Why would they bother to do something like that to themselves?

One of the nobles reflexes back to Merclio's words, but it was Tiyur, not Merclio, who answered it.

"In the sense of collecting in one place the kinds of disturbing molecules scattered throughout the Bestian Empire, it's more effective than that. What can I say, because many people are all sorts of dissatisfied with the Bestian Empire. Officials of those who have been swallowed of the country in the past, those contemplating disobedience in aristocratic territory who are forcibly squeezing a lot of taxes from the people, and aristocracy who have lost and fallen into the city in the struggle for power..."

"It's..."

A nobleman who earlier disputed Merclio is breathtaking without thinking of Tiyur's words.

Because I knew it was true.

"Well, that's not why you're silently watching the cities and villages of Count Obrisin's territory occupied or the streets occupied. Sure, the rebels can handle it for a while if Ray is around, but other villages and cities will be deadly if they can't get to and from pedestrians. And... the fact that you dispersed your power is also an opportunity to destroy each."

Inside the magic tent, Merclio's words echo.