Collect a bunch of tonnes and paper, and sigh a sigh of fu.
Feeling the tension inside the room relax, Ines turns her gaze to the front.
Even on the other side across the table, the representatives of Belgio were exhaling in a ho.
"Honestly, I didn't expect to be able to pack this much talk in this short time"
"It is only with your country's concessions. I'm surprised to hear more than I expected."
"Faithful, too, because we believe that this treaty is so important"
Two weeks after the battle with Obard. Discussions in the capital of King Belgio for the conclusion of a treaty with Faital were in full swing.
From the demands of both sides, we chose what we could receive and what we could not, and the meetings while exploring concessions and compromises were very tense and diluted each other's nerves. It is today that we have finally concluded a paragraph.
"Then let's review the contents one last time. Faital's request is for a statement of protest and a declaration of total resistance to the Overdo Empire of the Kingdom of Belgio and the conclusion of a military alliance with the Kingdom of Faital. The details of the military alliance are in the documents at hand"
There are three main elements of a military alliance.
One is the inviolability treaty to each other's countries. The second is permits for the movement of troops in the country. And third, it is the loan of emergency armaments.
The first, naturally, and the second, are to expedite permits for Faithal to temporarily pass through Belgio if he contemplates an attack on Overdo in the future, and to allow Belgio to fly the annoying process and send troops when he is attacked again.
And the third is to be able to lend each other surplus supplies when they decide to attack Obard as a coalition.
I don't know what happens on the battlefield. It is therefore important to distribute supplies everywhere. If this is possible across countries, safety as insurance will dramatically improve.
In response, the request from the Kingdom of Belgio is as follows:
"The request from Belgio concerns the expansion of exports to Faital and the provision of technology and the secondment of technicians with that technology. And it's military support when our country comes under attack from Obard."
The most important part of this alliance is Belgio's standing.
We don't even hold an Armunale like Faithal, but we're going to need a corresponding defense system more than we're going to be targeted from Obard.
And a clear hostility with Obard could have stopped exports of ore that were exporting smaller quantities in the future. It's all about avoiding it.
Eldo's activities enabled Bergio to capture Abnomulet. Since technology is originally a country, it would be possible to create an Abnomulet in Belgio by examining this fuselage. But there are problems elsewhere.
The abnomule is huge. Therefore, Belgio does not have the tools to make it, the hangar to store it, or the know-how to operate the fuel.
It will be covered by technology from Faithal and the secondment of technicians.
As for Ines, I was just thinking about the provision of the fuselage itself, but the provision of technology and technicians alone was rather cheap.
And military support.
Even though Bergio has acquired the technology of Abnomulet, it is only a degradation of Almunale.
If you are going to be hostile to Obard, there is naturally also the possibility of fighting Armunale, in which case Abnomulet is not the only one I would be comfortable with. He therefore sought military support from Faetal.
This was to go hand in hand with the liberalisation of the movement of the military within the military alliance and to get rapid support.
"I have no objection here"
"There's no problem here either. Then we will tell you as soon as we have a date for the signing ceremony. Until then, enjoy Belgio. You've been preparing for meetings all this time, and you haven't been able to get out in a hurry, have you? He's a little pale."
"Right. My knights seemed to stroll around here a lot, and it might be interesting to let them guide us."
"If it's about a guide, I'll give it to you?
"Thank you. But I thought I might dare go around where my knights thought it was funny. Because it's important to have a better understanding with your partner."
"I see, if you have any problems, please tell me what. We will do everything we can."
"Thank you."
Stand up, pinch the table and shake hands disappointingly.
It won't take much longer before the signing ceremony. On the Faetal side, Inés is representing the Plenipotentiaries, and Belgio is also checked by the King on the status of the Conference on a case-by-case basis. Neither side intends to do this now with the contents packed in that state.
Ines, who has been working here for a long time, was finally given a little vacation.
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South of Belgio. As we cross the Obard Empire and go further south, there is a vast desert spread out there.
Its desert, known as the Ihabit Desert, was staining the earth with a white colour that protruded like a peninsula.
There are almost no people. To the extent that only a few indigenous people live quietly on a harsh earth.
Subterranean resources are considered abundant, but the earth, which exceeds fifty degrees by day and falls below freezing point by night, was too harsh and development was not progressing.
Two giants were now slowly walking on such a white earth.
Several carriages continue to follow them, some of which look like men who cover their entire bodies with cloth and seem lazy.
They were looking at a point from the back of the carriage.
It's the sea.
The Ihabit desert is a desert that fills all of the peninsula and naturally also faces the sea. Those who travel here identify their place by the shape of the coastline and the position of the stars.
But they're not looking at the ocean to identify their location separately.
There's only one reason for that.
"Isn't it too spicy to have all that water to drink?
In a scorching hell, massive amounts of water make their throats gobble.
But salt water. You can't even drink it, and one of them sighs.
Seeing how that was, their captain, Elshald, grinned bitterly.
"We're almost to our destination. Then you can drink water to death."
"Really, why would you make it into such a nasty place? Because how many people don't come, it's the worst convenience."
"There's no other way, that's all that matters."
Where they are headed. It is also known as the home of Du Reveple.
No clear organisation exists in Du Reveple. However, anyone who declares membership and follows the rules is allowed to name Du Reveple.
However, there is also something that seems to be home based.
"Was it Paydimel? The country of mercenaries."
Remembering her name, Leila, sitting next to your man, peered into the carriage.
Elshald nods one at it.
"Oh, yeah. The country where the mercenaries gathered and created it for their own convenience. Even so, it's actually a town. A place where loot is bought and sold and maintained for the next battle. And -"
"Town with Concentrated Magic Liquid Refining Facility"
A presence that adds Du Reveple to Du Reveple. Trump cards to cross parity with the great powers. Once successfully seized by chance from the diaspora, it exists in Paydimel.
"The only mercenary regiment that can know Paydimel is one that holds an Armunale among the du Reveple. And Paydimel's information is kept to the fullest extent possible. You know what I mean when I take you there?
"That's what he thinks when you trust him."
Leila didn't hear the name of the mercenary country Paydimel until she came to this desert. I knew I would say there was such a thing, but no one could tell me where it was.
I could have known that. In a way, it was also the moment Leila was recognized as a member of the Elshald Mercenary Corps.
"Raid on the King Faetal Capital. Generator's seizure. Together, we've decided to believe you. That's why I'm headed to Paydimel to fix your fuselage."
"Yes."
"Don't betray me, okay?
"Betraying me doesn't mean you're going home."
My hometown has already burned. My people and I are seriously killing each other. I have also killed numerous knights. There is no place to go back to Leila. Apart from defending this place now, there is no other way to live. That's what Layla herself understands best.
"This is where I am now."
"That's fine."
Leila's eyes looking at the horizon were badly cloudy.
Spend another half day in the desert. The mercenaries finally reach their destination.
There, desert coastline. There's an island a little further away.
"Are you sure it's here? I don't think there's anything."
Layla descends into the desert and looks around. But all there is is is sea and sand. On an island a little further away, trees were also visible, but it was unlikely that there was a town in the end.
I hear voices coming from over my head about Leila looking like that.
"You can see something funny. You come here, too."
Looking up, Lisette, with her face out of the cockpit, is inviting Leila.
Leila magically jumps up and climbs onto the shoulder of the Armunale. Lisette also came out there.
"What do you have?
"Twice a day. Strange things happen here. Here we go."
What Leila saw before Lisette pointed at him with her jaw was the sandy beach where the tide had been pulled out. That was what it looked like stretching all the way to an island off the coast.
"The tide connected the island..."
"Shall we go then? I'll take the lead, won't I? Mr. Commander."
"Oh, I'll take care of it. Forze is behind us."
"Yes."
With a distracted reply, the Forze machine drops backwards. In keeping with that, Lisette returns to the cockpit to advance the fuselage.
Coming halfway down the road that showed up, Leila noticed. The road is paved.
"Stone paving...... I went out of my way to get this place"
"Otherwise, because the carriage can't move on. The wet sand will take the wheel."
"I see."
"Oh, I see it."
As we approached the island, we saw a shadow waving the flag.
Lizette raises her fuselage hand against it and makes a dog shape with her fingers. To signal it, a part of the island opened and closed, and a cave appeared.
"Wow, there's this facility."
"It's an easy cave inside. Behind it lies the town of mercenaries. One of the islands has been converted into a whole town. I'm talking about the founders of Du Reveple digging a little bit."
"Awesome."
The cave is on a gentle slope and you can see the light behind it.
And the mercenary regiment, which went to the back, went into town.
Even if it's a town, it's just a small town lined up with wooden houses like huts. But around it were scattered parts of the fuselage from where they had taken it, and there was a building in the back of the town that was clearly different from the others.
"I'm heading to the refinery. You guys keep the hangers and the inn secure. What about Lisette?
"I'm going to the refinery, too. I'll leave the team to you. But I don't know if I can force you to do it."
"And that's the thing. You guys be careful."
"Uh-huh."
The mercenaries begin to act on each one of them while returning a distracted reply.
"Layla, come with me. Forze is a hangar."
"Got it. I guess Leila should come over later, too. I have to fix my own fuselage."
"Yeah, I'll let you do that. Fine, right?
"Oh, this is a mercenary town. If you look, there will be parts of your choice. Whatever you want."
"Thanks. Bye, Forze, nice to see you around town later. It would be helpful if Lisette could help us."
"I don't have a choice. I'm not just worried about this kid."
"Haha, I can tell you"
Forze, who admits with a light laugh, heads to the hangar with Lisette.
Dropping it off, Leila and the others proceed with the carriage again.
In this town, not so big, the refinery, which at first was visible far away, also arrived quickly.
Buildings like laboratories show that only there are reinforced with metal frames as well as hangars and are important facilities.
As he followed Elshald inside, the sight was spreading as if it were a liquor store. Chairs and tables line the wooden floor, where mercenary-like people drink.
There was a counter on the side, behind which a woman in a luxurious dress wiped the glass.
The woman shrugs her gaze off into the glass as she sees Chirali and Elshald.
"Oh, it's been a long time since you think about who's here."
"I've been in the empire lately. Things just changed a little bit. I'll take care of you for a while, Master."
"You can do whatever you want. If you follow the rules, you won't refuse and you won't stop. That's where it is."
"You did. That's right. Let me introduce you. It's Leila, who's new to us."
Elshald pushes Leila's back and pushes her forward in front of the master as she approaches the counter.
Then the master turns his gaze to Leila.
"I hear rumors. Nice to meet you, princess of betrayal. I'm the keeper here."
"Nice to meet you. What should I call you?
"Because they call me Master. You can call me that."
"Okay."
"We do not tolerate betrayal. You know that too, don't you?
"Yes."
"Fine then."
Just because the conversation is over, the master returns his gaze to the glass.
Neither did Leila particularly want to have any more conversations, so she turned her gaze to Elshald.
"I don't think it's a conversation between women. That's quiet. Well, Master, I'd like you to have three planes for me this time."
"Three planes?... Oh, it's fun to share. Okay."
"Did you know that?"
"Of course not. I'm the master here."
Administrator of the refining facility. That's the same position as the administrators of all the mercenaries who use Armunale. Therefore, information will come in from anywhere, and with that power we will be able to give some instructions.
Just relax to Du Reveple's rules and she won't give instructions. It's just about dating as a business and supporting you as a mutual aid organization.
Looks like you've got eyes on some nasty enemies.
"Ship arms, the Forze guy now calls them sword feathers, etc., but he got in our way too much. Come on, let him die. It's just that Forze and Leila aren't good enough for the current aircraft."
"Eldo's fuselage is powerful. Dedicated fuselage built to pull out his specs in full. If we're going to beat that, we need to get the right airframe."
"From what I hear, you seem like a pretty nasty opponent. Well, if that's the case, I won't spare your cooperation. Many people were killed by sword feathers. It's depressing to be a du libre. I'll keep in touch with the stores. It should make it a little cheaper."
"Thank you"
"Hold it, hold it, hold it."
"Leila, let's go"
"Yes."
Elshald, who finished the conversation, followed the refinery with Leila.