Legend
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The air flowing there, naturally, was of a dark colour of sorrow.
Still, it seemed somewhat calm, thanks to the passage of some time since Kabazid lost his own life.
"... Brother Kabazid"
Frizione was the first to whine and rush off from the horse towards the cadaver of Cabazide, which is laid on a cloth on the ground.
A little late Angela follows him and waits away from the body of Kabazid, who is being put to sleep on the ground.
"Oh no... why, Brother Kabazid. Whatever you are, you don't have to imitate that you are responsible for the defeat with your own life... why, this... this... I didn't like killing each other with my brothers, so I followed Merclio..."
Tears flowing out of Frizione's eyes wet the ground.
Schuls, who watched it nearby, shakes his eyes slightly when he sees his sister like that.
That was the same with Vihera, who usually wet her luscious eyes with confusion and sadness now.
"... Brother Kabazid, what did you end up doing with such an imitation?"
As he calmed back to grief, this one also echoes the voice of Merclio, who was coming down from his horse and nearby.
There is no usual light atmosphere in that voice, and the colors of confusion and sadness are intense.
Nearby, Theorem had also turned his gaze toward Kabazid's body in some incredible way.
Nothing like Merclio or Theorem is the only ones who are gazing at Kabazid's body if they don't believe it that way.
The same goes for the nobles of the Merclio army who came here with us and those who followed us as escorts.
Of those, the only one who had different emotions was Ray.
Perhaps...... no, someone who would definitely have come from the same world as himself to this Elgin.
And yet, in the end, without talking about anything... that's why he died without even talking about his origins.
Of course, if you tell me that you are from Japan, it is possible that a lot of troublesome things have happened.
That's what might have been known about Warcraft, the most hidden event for Ray.
If that happened, even as Ray, I would have had to escape the Bestian Empire.
But... Still, for Ray, his opponent was a very valuable place of origin.
(Besides the fact that Kabazid was from Earth, maybe there are other people from Earth if you look. I'd love to see you if I could...... but how do I find you nevertheless. Even if I find it, there is also the question of how to hide the Seto thing through)
In front of Ray with all sorts of subtle thoughts, I guess he finally ended his goodbye to Kabazid. Merclio and Schuls turn to each other.
Frizione also stands a short distance from Merclio and Schuls as he dyes his eyes into the colour of his grief, watching them closely.
Unlike those three, Vihella was near the Merclio army.
I guess this shows in an attitude that the royal family of the Bestian Empire on this occasion are only the three Merclio, Schulus and Frizione and that they are not royalty anymore.
"Brother Schulz, it's been a long time since I've seen you like this."
"... right. Neither did I. I didn't expect to see you again in this way."
Schuls returns words without particularly heightening his emotions, against Merclio, a light-hearted tone unlike what he earlier told against Kabazid's body.
It was Merclio who questioned for a moment how such a brother was doing, but somehow understood that Kabazid was the reason he had lost his life himself, and goes on without mentioning it there.
"Now, Brother Kabazid is supposed to have taken responsibility for the defeat, but nothing on Brother Schulz... no, do we need to clarify this before then? Brother Schulss. In this civil unrest, our victory, Brother Schulz's defeat. That's the kind of recognition you need, isn't it? Actually, you haven't lost yet, or something like that?
It was a Merclio visiting to provoke somewhere, but Schuls gazed at Ray looking at himself as he stroked Seto's head only momentarily away, shaking his neck sideways.
Originally, I didn't mean to fight it yet after I got here.
Still, I turned my gaze toward Ray, probably because I thought he was lightly suppressed by Ray, even if he was about to take any action here.
"No, I don't mean that. I just resisted here, just wasting my soldiers' lives. You make stupid decisions about not being recognized for winning or losing a battle, and you don't imitate life for no reason. Let me ask you something. We crusaders are in the form of surrenders to you, but we can expect something solid about our treatment as prisoners, right?
"We'll take good care of that neighborhood. I don't think the soldiers in particular will be punished that severely.... I can't exactly do that."
The crusaders have a total strength of over 40,000.
Of course I was fighting the Merclio army in this battle to greatly reduce the number, and I am equally devastated by the attacks of Ray and Seto.
Many also fled the battlefield saying they didn't like any more fights.
But...... there are still more than 20,000 fighters left.
When all of them are captured as captives and fed, even at a minimum, much food is needed.
Even as a Merclio army, it was true that we could not take all the crusaders prisoner more than we could afford that much food.
"Well, still, there's no reason to release them without punishing them for anything... well, as for those who weren't directly related to nobles like adventurers, mercenaries and prostitutes, it would mean immediate liberation after collecting some fines"
"I have no objection to that"
Nodding schuls, without any particular resistance.
In the first place, a considerable number of adventurers and mercenaries also participate in this war within the Bestian Empire.
This means that the number of adventurers and mercenaries is currently decreasing where they were originally.
I wouldn't mind that for a short period of time, but if it were to be like being taken prisoner and detained for a long period of time, it would be short handed on various requests such as crusading monsters and active bandits, escorting the merchant corps and collecting materials.
Things were the same for the Merclio Army, and if the Crusaders won, they were going to take the same measures as Merclio now, as Schuls did.
Most importantly, I would have set a higher fine than the Merclio Army.
"So, noble... this one's going to be a pretty heavy punishment. At least, the lords of the nobles who were in the Crusades took turns. Take up some territory or pay compensation accordingly. I think the person I sent here to inspect for a few years will be heavier than ever when it comes to taxes. Oh, and more than a certain limit of military power...... I guess. If that and the inspection reveal illegal activity, we will also take action against it. Unless it's an extra felony, maybe it'll take the form of a fine."
To the words of Merclio, the nobles of the 1st and 2nd princes raise their respective voices of consternation.
Included in that voice is surprise, not anger......
Indeed, the punishment Merclio has spoken of is quite heavy.
However, the noblemen who were here thought their homes would be crushed... because they even thought there was a title-stripping.
Compared to that, the punishment Merclio had spoken of was never acceptable.
Most importantly, it was easy to predict that almost all nobles would fit in to discover illegal activity on an inspection.
However, not everything has been done for private gain or personal gain where it has been made illegal.
For example, in order to expand the armies that nobility possesses, the cost of water treatment projects and road maintenance in the territory, food reserves in case of famine, etc.
mainly diverted to the costs used for them.
It's illegal, but it's why we can't punish it uniformly.
Schuls opens his eyes wide and opens his mouth with a surprising look on his face.
"Are you sure?
"Yeah. Well, if we do something here that meaninglessly reduces the number of aristocrats, there 'll be a lot of commotion again."
The nobles also know that they lost.
Still, if it were to be a title-stripping, there must have been someone out there who wasn't convinced.
With that in mind, the suggestion from Merclio was by no means a bad one.... No, I'd say it's extra-judicially light as a punishment to be inflicted on those who lose in the civil unrest.
On the faces of the nobles, the colour of joy floats.
A lot of people are laughing just because they thought they might be going after Kabazid.
"However..."
On the verge of such nobles raising their voice of joy, the words of Merclio interrupt.
"Remember, the next time you commit a rebellion, you will kill all the clan members. Neither can I be tolerant of hostile opponents twice, because the only thing standing in my way is pulling this leg."
Merclio's words, which he even told with a smile on his face, but the contents were not mild.
Factual last notice.
The next time you make a commotion like this one, you will be decapitated in the literal sense, including your clan and its men, just as you said out of Merclio's mouth.
It was powerful enough to feel that way.
Some people can't really trust it just because they usually have a lousy grin, but no one imitates it like that right now.
"Okay. We're losers. Ning Ro, you can say the punishment is light."
"Brother Kabazid took responsibility for his defeat with his own death."
Convinced by the sadness, Merclio tells with such complex expressions as a little joy.
There was joy in that look, probably because even though I knew I was my own brother, I still felt something creepy.
"Helpful"
Schuls also said a brief word of thanks.
I could hardly accept harsher dispositions like executions and title-stripping more than had been entrusted to me by Kabazid about the nobility of the First Prince.
Nevertheless, I could have managed to accept the contents of the present.
"... Brother Schulz"
In that, Schuls turns his gaze to the voice of his brother, who is calling again.
As if waiting for it, Merclio talks in a voice that doesn't make him feel emotional.
"I think the aristocrats should be punished now. But, Brother Schulz, there's going to be a lot of trouble up there, but that's on top of your acceptance, right?
"Oh."
"Wait, please"
It was almost at the same time that Schulss nodded and Amare opened his mouth to Merclio's words.
"His Highness Kabazid asked me to help His Highness Schulus before he could lose his own life. Could you please listen to that wish?
It was usually Amare with little emotion on the table, but now it appeals to Merclio with a sad look like a lie.
For Amare, this is the right place to save Schulz's life. That's what I appealed to Merclio...
"Oh, you can rest assured. I've heard the story from Ray. Of course, Brother Kabazid has been wishing for his own life, and my sister has promised me, so I will not rebel."
In one way or another, Amare gives a expressive expression of intent to the words that Vihella told those who promised him with a strong will.
"Then His Highness Schulz..."
"Yeah, Brother Schulz, I would never take a life above me.... It's just a story that's going to be the trouble I just said there. Brother Schultz, you're going to have to send some people from me to act with you."
I mean, the watchman.
But that was absolutely necessary more than saving Schulz's life.
If we let Schulss go free here in a detour, and the nobles gather there again... then it's not necessarily going to be the same thing as this one by replacing the offense.
Also, the name surveillance is certain, but at the same time it is also the person who proves that Schuls has not done anything dark behind it.
You understand that, Amare gives a slightly unfortunate look and still quietly bows his head to Merclio.
"Well, then this is the end of the sightseeing war. The aristocrats will need to return their troops to their territory and those here will need to join us to the Imperial City. Yeah, given the treatment of people who are injured, of course, you won't be able to get them all home from here right away, so you'll need to leave some numbers behind. We'll work with our troops on that. Given the need to dispose of the body, it would take a few days to actually head to the capital."
Thus, the civil unrest in the Bestian Empire will mark an end.