Neta Chara

"You managed to hold the second Southern Frontier Pageant. Thanks also to the cooperation of our heads of state."

In the courtyard at the Royal Palace in Avisvena, women gathered from all over the Devil's Continent for single men belonging to the army were making their noses rough.

This time, in addition to the Real Demon Kingdom, the Real Demon Duchy ruled by Flamir, the ruling Duchy of Black Dragon in Del Prius, and the noble ladies of the ruling Emirate of Garuda in Elkis had also participated.

Both countries have a large number of aristocrats whose lords have fallen and fallen as a result of the mayhem, and the bachelorette ladies of that house have participated in this pageant to rebuild their homes.

"All the women, you have a rough nose. It is the intention of His Majesty Shifa to rebuild your home in the southern border Bergamot."

"We're talking about other countries not getting around to fallen aristocrats. Because we're pioneering, we want as many people as we can, and we need a boat to cross."

"At this pageant, I rooted out bachelors in the military. Still, there are more female participants, so take some home with you, Majesty Kent. We have permission from Miriam Aria to double digits."

Garbay, who participates as a caretaker, whispers so next door, but when I take the initiative to bring home the matchmaker, who is the head of the army, there are strong signs that he is likely to become a gossip paper story again.

It's supposed to be a party for single officers belonging to the army of the Southern Border Berg, not a mistress hunting event for me.

"No, no, you won't have a problem if the bachelors undertake at least two. How about a third guy, too, Garvey? I think I've given you that kind of salary and territory."

"Well, actually, my daughters told me to find a third person... Your Majesty gave me too much territory, and there are many children to pay without omission."

In fact, Garbay and Condorato, senior officers of the army, are given a territory full of the great nobles of the Real Demonic Kingdom.

Since soil is fattening as long as people are in the periphery, tax revenues were also an area where considerable amounts could be expected.

"Speaking of which, I don't see Condorato -"

"Lord Condorato was going to be resigned because he was old, so he asked his daughter, Lord Arne, to tie him up and he's rolling over there. Only one enemy escape is a military conference thing."

At the tip of Garvey's pointing, Condorato, tied to a gangle with rope and hung from his neck with paper indicating his position in the Southern Border Army, looked careless and rolled to the ground.

Around us were the ladies whose noses were rough when they saw him in office, and whose eyes sparkled, waiting now for the signal of initiation to be delayed.

That makes me feel as if Condorato has been taken prisoner and is going to be tortured.

But Condorato isn't old enough either.

I just want you to take my young daughter-in-law and work another hard.

Condorato, who noticed my gaze, sent a gaze for help, but he was responding by shaking his head softly.

Condorato... sorry, I'll do my best, so you can brace your belly too.

"Well, that's a sign that there's going to be a riot if we don't hold it. If both parties agree, Chancellor Lyla has sent a registrar so that immediate naturalization is possible, and we are fully prepared to welcome him."

"Yeah, it's up to your husband to rebuild your house, but if you're an officer in the military, you'll get such a high salary, and you'll also get territory depending on your activity. Be sure to give my daughters a slap on my husband's ass."

The bachelorette officers who attended the first pageant were mostly married and had a family afterwards and were motivated by the military in outfits where their daughter-in-law would slap them in the butt, with considerable merit.

Some of the early ones were already given territory and pulled close to the center of the army.

That's why I was rowing for the second one to hold this meeting.

"Now it's time to declare the start of the pageant"

Miriars, as caregivers on the women's side of the southern border, Garbay and I are the only ones on the stage to help with makeup, clothing, and running to work on the back.

When Garvey was ready, I stood in front of the stage.

"Gentlemen, I hereby declare the holding of this second Southern Frontier Army Pageant. Hunt your prey with dignity. Wish me a good fight."

When I proclaimed that briefly, the landscape popped into my eyes as the waiting ladies roared as the earth swayed and shouted to the man of interest.

This is... more powerful than last time.

"Yay, Squadron Leader!! I can't take this!

"You idiot! Compared to a bunch of demons - hi-no, early! Oh, wait, wait! Cover me! As it is, it will be wiped out as it is!!

"The squadron leader's been drunk! Help! Wait, wait! Uh-oh!"

"The next squadron disappeared in the first few seconds!? What the hell is going on! Situation report - Wow! Oh, my God, you can tell if you talk! Calm down! Calm down!

"No, no! I can't stop you! Two squadrons have already been swallowed!

"Come on, back up! Reinforce! Send them to the front line more and more! Don't expose your faults in front of Lord Garvey and His Majesty Kent! Ah! Lord Conrad has been robbed! Definitely take it back!

The command of the officers of the Southern Border Bergamot Army, who had rushed through a herd of otherworldly creatures, was disturbed before a legion of young ladies who had been shouting.

That's a lot of pressure for the first time...

It is also a momentum that is likely to be hunted by the end of the day.

I watched the courtyard from the top and was so sure.

"Your Majesty... it's time that this place was no longer safe. I will also take the guys selected from the Kingsguard to shout. I'll try to buy as much time as I can, but when I'm done, I'll ask for more."

Garbay, who saw signs of a thick defeat in the first few decades, was gathering the single officers of the Kingsguard who had taken it as his last reserve.

"That's fast. Too soon. But it would be bad if I missed it now. I'm sorry, I'm begging you. Garbay."

"Ha! I will scatter for Your Majesty."

When Garvey worshipped him, he took an officer from the Kingsguard and exposed himself in front of a legion of ladies.

"I will be Garvey Robert, a senior officer of the Southern Border Army! Those who don't think of me, come before me."

"Lord Garvey, take him down! Your Excellency's been hit! But no more -!

Garvey's appearance disappeared into the legion of ladies before he raised his name.

I'm sorry, Garvey.

I'll never forget your dedication.

Officers of the Southern Border Bell Army, who had lost their spiritual pillars, Condorato and Garbay, had lost their will and had since been ravaged but scattered and defeated by an army of ladies.

In the end, the second pageant was closed with the rare occurrence that all the officers who attended would be married and up to three daughters-in-law at the same time in the most popular good property officers.

By the way, the ladies who broke through Garbay's final line of defense and approached us seemed to be after me from the start, and they looked great in my preferred regiment.

For a moment I also wondered if Migliaria and Annabella had planted them, but I decided to bring them home deliciously, with all the shame of a man if I didn't eat a meal.