Mysterious Job Called Oda Nobunaga

I was slowly and slowly narrowing the siege of the Royal City. Just like strangling with cotton.

The aim was to create a moderate hunger in the royal capital. Hesse's position will be worse if he will not fight, and if he fails to protect the people of the royal city.

It is the duty of the king to protect his people. Even though the country is divided into countless small nations, it will be disqualified if even the people of the royal capital below the knee cannot be saved.

Nevertheless, it's hard to hear if you've seriously starved many people. Therefore, the general public was allowed to escape from the capital city. Surveillance was strict so that Hasse and his followers would not escape.

I made repeated surrender recommendations in the name of Rumi. The eastern lords that Hasse changed in have either surrendered or been destroyed. There is no side to Hasse. Nothing changes with just your own armed forces.

At last he built a castle near the castle and watched for enemies. Rummy also sent a final reminder that if he did not stop fighting here, he would have to enter a total attack.

Regardless of whether a total attack is performed immediately, it is a threat.

Still, Hasse remained silent. Rather than being determined, he doesn't want to face reality. The hope of being called the founder of the Sawwill kingdom is about to be lost in the worst form.

However, contrary to Hasse's silence, kingdom officials were escaping the royal capital one after another. I don't think he would use it when he took power, but killing here would have the opposite effect, so he didn't take his life.

And the fifth day from the complete siege of the royal capital. An official of the royal city has asked me to meet.

It was Yarn Khan, a dragon.

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It was a great deal, and I also met Jahn Khan in an instant tea room. "How long have you seen me this way?" Jahn Khan said in a relaxed manner, as if the capital had not changed anything as usual.

"You didn't escape the royal capital. Sure, it's not my regent's vassal, but the king's official ..." Most of the officials closely connected to me had left the royal capital. The early ones fled when Hasse considered me a pirate. Naturally, it would have been possible to suspect a spy if left, and it was well thought that danger would be imminent otherwise.

"You can't do business unless you're in the royal capital. And--" Jahn Khan smiles as he hides his lips. "I know Hasse about his relationship with the Regent, so I can't take his life here."

You just thought that killing your mistress wouldn't help you. "And I came here today to negotiate the surrender. I am here as a messenger for Hasse." "I see. Hasse seems to be spinning that much." Hasse's desperate face appears and disappears behind Jahn Khan.

"The following story is only Hesse's idea, so please don't hit me." I was

"I'd like you to raise your troops because this" rebel "is" forgive ". You don't seem to believe and believe that you're a king yet." "Well, what do you do?" "Please tell me that your Majesty is considering killing the king before taking over the royal capital. He smiled calmly without changing his complexion.

"Okay, as an messenger, I tell you like that, but Hasse probably wants to check his personal safety, so if that is clear, the story may go faster." Before I said anything, Jahn Khan was closer to me. "I have one option."

That wasn't bad. It was good that Jahn Khan came here. It was something that could not be done with Hase's vassal.

"Okay, let's go. I'll tell my Majesty, too." "Yes, thank you, thank you."

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The next day, a messenger from Hasse accepting the surrender came. He was a young man who loved Hasse and had a career. Hasse was formally deeded to Rumi I and lived in a territory that was given as a former retirement royal king—a condition for surrender. At the same time, Hasse will formally crown the royal crown to Rumi. It is said that the civil war was settled peacefully.

Since the country was unified, Rumi could not refuse.

Finally, the "Hundred Years Civil War" ends. Undoubtedly, a new era begins here.

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A few days before the coronation, Rumi and I were cleansed in the river. There was no such tradition, it was Rumi's idea.

The succession of the throne is qualitatively different from the previous one. Rumi said she wanted to look forward with some responsibility and determination.

"I'm sorry I've been with you. Are you cold?" Rumi, who wore a white cloth, told me wearing the same cloth. "It's this pain, nothing better than a spicy acid licked when I was young."

I wanted to hug the shaking Rumi, but I thought I wouldn't make any sense to cleanse, so I weighed myself.