My sister and I moved around the world until I unified the continent to protect my sister.

December 7th, three days after we reached the outskirts of the capital. The Empire from the balloon was in terrible shape.

From the northwest part of the city to the west, they are covered in brown muddy water and vice versa, with severe water shortages elsewhere.

This area is inherently a dry zone, a meadow where trees do not grow satisfactorily without the water of the waterway.

The fire caused by the oil kettle thrown down from the glider is burning in huge flames everywhere without being extinguished.

There can't even be enough drinking water, but there can't even be water to use for extinguishing the fire.

We see people looking for drinking water, people burning their houses, people who can no longer live under muddy water, forming long lines and evacuating to the northern lake.

On the other hand, the restoration of waterways has not progressed as late. In addition to interfering with the glider unit, the nuta powder, which is slimy and stops the water from being weired, is as solid as soft jelly, so we have to remove the entire amount without being able to dig holes or pass through narrow waterways. It takes a lot of work.

I try to remove it like a bucket relay using a bucket (ok) or a tarai, but the slime that sucked water and thrived like a mountain doesn't collapse easily, and the row of relays is cut frequently (hiccups) with attacks from the glider.

Fearing the sound and appearance of the glider, or watching a colleague get caught in the fire nearby, the fleeing soldier seems to follow.

On the first day I saw an amazing number of soldiers gathered in the square in front of the castle, but today the square is idle.

Humans, you don't have to eat food for a few days to figure it out, but water doesn't. Thirst is faster than hunger and surely drains people.

And the soldiers hitting the restoration of the waterway are also blunt (nibbling) in motion, anxiously looking up at the sky frequently, and just the sound of the whistle on the glider can escape scattered in all directions.

The enemy is clearly in a predicament, but this one also has little food left, and the oil kettle for the glider is running out of remnants.

In the meantime, Eina comes and says something terrible.

"Yoichi. I'm supposed to meet with the Emperor of the Idra Empire tomorrow, could you come with me?

"............ what?

Too shocking a word, I think I was rigid for plenty of 10 seconds.

"When I tried to communicate using the glider, when I accepted the talks, I sent a signal. I'm leaving tomorrow morning for their castle, so I hope you'll come with me for your own safety."

"... your safety, is it?

Safe to get into enemy strongholds? Mr. Eina, would you mind not working too hard?

Even a second of that makes me think about it.

"Yes, the main position of the enemy cavalry is still unknown, so I think it would be the safest place if you were attacked while I was away and broke through the line of defense. I'm not the Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force, I'm just a messenger, and I'm going to be the co-inventor of Ten-Day Fever medicine, Eina Parklen, so sometimes it's easier to get into enemies."

Mr. Eina, you just said something terrible.

However, in case of preparedness, it is certainly appropriate.

If you know how to make medicine for ten days fever, the Empire will welcome you with quite a bit of treatment, and it is a suspicious place to prevent the main force of the enemy cavalry just by the trap strained with the thread of a kousencho.

In Eina's view, there is still time before she turns back, but it is only a prediction and not an absolute one.

As for Eina, you want to keep Rhina, who acts with me, where she thinks she's safest.

"... ok, let's accompany you. So, what are you going to talk about?

"I'm going to let you decide to surrender. By the way, I sprinkled this kind of paper from the air around the royal castle."

It's a lot of straight balls to let you decide to surrender, but as things stand, can you take the story that far at once?

With so much anxiety, I run my eyes on the paper I was given.

"Captain of the Faros Royal Army Eastern Expedition to Emperor Idra. Or tell the military officers. We are prepared to allow your country to surrender. If we accept the surrender now, we promise the Emperor's life, and we guarantee the maintenance of the incumbent on the condition that military personnel and officials will also be under our command. But if you refuse to surrender, there will be a terrible rain of death pouring over your heads. Send a messenger to give details tomorrow, so if you're ready to accept them, circle the castle courtyard with furs, etc. and pick them up at the entrance to the city. Note that the person you talk to is not limited to the Emperor. If you put the emperor's neck at the center of the circle, it is an acknowledgement of those under your command as agents of the emperor '

... This says something pretty outrageous, right?

Whatever you think is eye-catching from the top, it's definitely an absurdity of what Eina can tell you is working on.

Especially the last sentence is terrible. The emperor would be very uncomfortable to live if he was torn apart with something like this, and he would not be able to reject the messenger without the absolute trust of his men.

Whatever the circumstances of the war may be, the Idra Empire is in a critical situation. No wonder there are those who think of preserving their present status under the new Lord rather than in the heart with the Emperor.

In this short sentence, there is still a crack between your princes.

Really, Aina doesn't go right when it comes to shaking people's minds...

The next morning of December 8th. We leave our position for the Imperial City.

In addition to me and Eina, the members are my sister and Mr. Reina. All you have to do is three soldiers to escort you.

The Minister of Military Affairs was making a scene when the number of escorts was too small, but told Eina

'You're going to board the enemy's home base. If they try to kill us or capture us, it won't change the number of escorts or even three or a thousand.'

I couldn't carry on two sentences when I was told, and it was up to this number of people.

By the way, Eina seems to think that the smaller number of escorts makes you think you're just a messenger who's not an important person, and that it's easier to do when things get into the other side.

For that reason, the seven of us cross a place full of muddy water and like a swamp, like a raft, and join the Imperial soldiers picking us up at the city entrance to the Emperor's castle.

The castle was surrounded by splendid streets, but the residents went somewhere in search of water or in fear of our attack, and it was quiet and creepy.

We arrived at the castle around noon, and we were immediately passed between the sights.

Although it has been since I entered the castle of Grand Duke Faros before during my visit, it was an extraordinarily large and luxurious room compared to there.

Soldiers lined up sloppily with spears and hardened themselves into armor (good), with men in the back perhaps in the general class or in the ministerial class.

Some of the military men were women.

And a grey-haired (soldering) man sitting in a luxurious (shabby) chair (chair) high in the front would probably be the emperor of the Idra Empire.

I gave it an appraisal to see if it was real.

Mectes Orant Idra VII Human 65 Skills: Strategies Lv4 Political Science Lv4 Charisma Lv3 Courtesy Lv3 Horseback Riding Lv2 Status: Alert Status: Emperor Idra Empire

And out.

It doesn't look like a shadow fighter or anything, it's real. And it's pretty high specs.

- It is the gaze of strong hostility from all around us that can be directed at us moving forward in front of the Emperor. And the air and the laughter of insults (ah, etc.) that make the messenger a much younger daughter.

It makes me feel so uncomfortable that I want to go home now, but I manage to endure it and continue after Mr. Eina.

As she proceeded to the right place, Eina lowered her head gently and spoke out.

"I am an emissary sent by the Royal Faros Army, and my name is Eina Parklen. We have abolished the aristocratic system in our country, so we do not bring together titles or anything else"

To the words, a soldier standing close to the emperor in flashy armor for a moment turns red and shouts out.

"It would be disrespectful in front of His Majesty the Emperor! Kneel (kneel first) and bow your head!

I almost broke my knee (knee) unexpectedly in an intimidating voice, but I stumble upon noticing Eina standing flat.

"I am ordered to behave in my country's way, so I cannot respond to that request"

Maybe this is a lie (bluff) because I haven't been ordered to do that, and there's no one in the Expeditionary Army who can order Eina in the first place. The rush has already begun.

The emperor himself stills that the flash-armed soldier is about to scream something again.

"Fine. Did you call me Eina Parklen? The rest is Emperor Idra, Mectes Orant Idra VII."

Low, heavy voice full of majesty.

Although the voice alone is intimidating enough to make people obey, Eina returns the words without fear of things.

"Quickly, but I'll tell you what I intend to do. As a condition of surrender, the Emperor will be removed and moved to the Kingdom of Pharos with his next of kin. So you will be given as much private land as the old Count, and you will live there in the future. Unless corruption or misconduct is confirmed, other members of the military or official ranks are guaranteed to hold office on condition that they become subordinate to the Kingdom of Pharos."

In Eina's words, the twitching spreads between the glances.

It was the man beside the emperor who spoke as soon as possible. Maybe the prime minister or something.

"Isn't that thing too one-sided? I don't think it is something that can be emitted in a very negotiating setting. Isn't it like blackmail today?"

"As you feel, this is not a negotiation. I was merely ordered to communicate my intentions in the first place, and I am not empowered to negotiate or anything else. If you're threatened, you're right."

Chancellor (maybe) with an expression on that word.

And as we have reached the limit of patience, the military man with the flashy armor shouts out again.

Eina's meeting with the Emperor was entering the good realm...

8 December 423 Continental Calendar

4.0% Continental Unity Progress at the moment (Parklen Mine Owned - Covert Influence on the Greater Forest Zone of the Former Kingdom of Markham and the Kingdom of Faros)

448,377 total emancipated elves * Interrupting information

Breakdown 300,625,100 in mines (return of those who had taken refuge in the forest) 132,318 in 1112 villages in the Great Forest Marsh Elves under protection at the Listella Chamber of Commerce 9808 (one of whom is staying in the mine to exchange information with the Mountain Elves)

Old Markham Kingdom Recovery Percentage 95% * Interrupting Information

Asset holdings 60.547.09 million

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Lena (Elf's Textile Artisan)

Ceres (Elf's Woodworker)

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Lucrea (Elf's Pharmacist)

Nina (Parklen Mine Operator)