Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

April 8, 7450.

Since morning, many outdoor shops have opened in the square and main streets in front of the administration, and before noon, many spectators have arrived from nearby cities and villages, such as Zondir, and the population of Beglitz even feels like it has multiplied.

The Lords who ruled the villages in the territory also visited and congratulated them in their stead in the administration.

Tris seemed to arrive late last night, and the couple pushed him to the administration before 7: 00 in the morning.

"Don't worry about that because the gaze room isn't in order or the pattern between me and Al. I'm going to help you."

"I wanted to congratulate you the most today!

I know what they say, and I'm honestly glad about that feeling.

But the start time for this period is seven o'clock, and I want you to be able to think about what's convenient for people for a little while.

To that evidence, Jer and Meath, who have accompanied them, said, "I stopped it for once" or, "If it's annoying, you should say it's annoying..."

Maybe they see the pattern between themselves and me as something special, but if someone shows up who doesn't feel comfortable about it, they'll have more trouble.

Well, if you say that, how about Ralpha or Guineh or something? Even more so now because it feels like it.

That's what I want you to think about, maybe some people don't like that kind of special occasional pattern.

I don't need a number two. Are you going to argue with him?

Especially since it's a theory that you don't need a number two other than your spouse or blood relatives, Mizuchi and the kids in his stomach will be separated.

As far as I'm concerned, I want as many non-family number two as I want, but hey.

First of all, if there were to be any of my men who would argue the number two unnecessary theory, I would have thought it was Bell himself.

Anyway, all the other lords were common sense, or they came all the way after nine o'clock on time written in the invitation, even if they were coming to the place where they had taken the patterned command to make the conference room a temporary gaze room themselves... frankly, I wanted you to give me a break.

I haven't even dressed yet.

Later, around ten o'clock, new invitees arrived.

The rulers of the land that my territory will be anchored in the future, such as Count Beweez, deputy to Count Lancel's territory, Count Hemlin, deputy to Count Dressler's territory, and Count Bartolim, deputy to Count Ellers' territory, also sent me a nominee in conjunction with a celebration.

I really appreciate you giving me your name, your congratulations and your blessings from far away.

Especially since I contacted you about these three territories that I hold military power and that I am going out of my way to have a wedding reception, so naturally.

Well, I still don't have any direct knowledge of the three deputies, so I can't say anything, but some of them seem to take a light-hearted look at me.

That is also because Counts Bewitz and Bartolim have sent their respective firstborn sons as a nominee, but only Count Hemlin's nominee was somehow a one-time eunuch.

In the case of coronations of aristocrats of the same degree of position, it is natural for the person to show his or her face directly in expressing the highest degree of respect, congratulations and condolences.

But if you're also a senior aristocrat, you're quite busy, so unless it's a pattern or a corresponding event for the rest of the time, you usually send a name.

In that case, the first generation is normal if he or she has no children or is too young.

Next up is the child after the second child, the secretary general of the administration, or the chief of the knighthood.

Finally, while the honorarium is assumed to cost about ten times as much as the nominal price sent and the food and drink for the period the escort stays, it is common to give at least Z1 million (one gold coin).

In doing so, it is assumed that it is better to give gold coins without scratches, which have not been used on a busy basis since casting.

Naturally, in the case of condolences, it is assumed that it is a scratched dirty object, but not enough for a currency decoration to fall.

At least that's what I learned in my training in Wang Du.

"The name of Count Mynkler Hemlin, the Dressler Birthday..."

That's what I learned, but for some reason now, it was someone who had no blood ties whatsoever to the Count and was not an official of the administration or the Knights who was kneeling in front of me saying it was Count Hemlin's name.

I was surprised from the bottom of my heart when I was told her name by the Knights' squire who was consolidating the entrance, even in the name of the Count's deputy, who became the last beholder.

"I am Duchess Red Andersen. It's a pleasure to see you again. Your Excellency, and your wife."

Duchess Andersen has greeted her as she thanked her subordinates.

"Oh, oh."

"And far away, thank you for your hard work. Thank you."

Me and Mizuchi are suspicious of their eyes and ears in a simple glance room.

Somehow, it turns out that there seemed to be some restlessness in the attitude of Count Eckles Bartrim, the deputy of Count Ellers' Territory, who met her before her, and Baron Darrison Beauys, the deputy of Count Lancel's Territory.

This Viscount and Baron are the eldest sons of their fathers, who are deputies, and adults, respectively, so there is no one more as a nominee.

But Andersen's sister isn't.

He is actually a common son of a king, so he is a better person as a nominee than the first-born style of a deputy, but since he has not been published, he is inferior in character to the secretary and the chief of the knighthood.

They said, "Huh? Was it a good idea to send an understated duchess like that?" But I guess I got upset thinking about it.

It should be noted that visitors who have completed their congratulations and greetings enjoy eating and drinking in an inviting banquet hall on the same floor.

"This is the celebration and celebration of your marriage entrusted to our Lord, Hemlin. Please give it to me"

Andersen said firmly.

"... thank you for the congratulations and celebrations. I would also like to thank His Excellency Count Hemlin for his kind words."

Maybe Count Hemlin knew Andersen's origins.

It's even possible she said it herself.

But if that's the case, I can't tell you how easily I believed it.

Hmm?

With these eyes, it's like complaining about something...

"Talkas, Naraya. Should be a little... no, change the guards with Baron Firefrid next door"

I spoke to the two squire who consolidated the entrance to the temporary viewing room.

"" Ha. "

The two squire left immediately.

"We are giving the Earl of Hemlin the affidavit from His Majesty. I don't even know what it says, but isn't it true that the big deal is to tell me everything about your interactions, and to try to be as convenient as possible to my requests..."

I see.

If that's the case, well, I'm convinced.

"So I came over today because I wanted your permission for the other day."

When Andersen said so, he took yet another letter out of his nostalgia and offered it.

Take it and look inside, it's apparently a report to the King.

The content is dominated by the fight against the Blue Dragon the other day, initially about the facts from her eyes.

Next, her findings on the facts were described, and finally, a brief summary was provided of the measures to be taken when dealing with dragons in the current Royal Army.

If you try it on me, some of it was missing.

But generally, it seems to be analyzed correctly, and it says just how much time I've had to look at it. Well, that's it.

I'm still impressed that I was just starting and leading Black Yellow Jade Black Topaz, a superior group of adventurers.

"You're so wrapped up."

Unflattering words leak.

"Please excuse us while we talk"

Xenom came into the room.

Just fine.

Call Xenom to show him Andersen's letter.

"Read it carefully. Then I want you to let me know what you think"

Xenom, who began to look through the letter, immediately changed his complexion and looked at me and Mizuchi, but nodded slowly.

"Is there anything you'd like to fix?

Andersen says in an atmosphere where he doesn't even care about what I showed Xenom.

It's not a very long sentence.

I have time and Xenom will read it before I can answer.

I was interested in public stories such as about the city of Dasmog, which she ruled until Zenom finished reading.

Apparently I've finished reading the Xenom as well.

"As far as I'm concerned, if your Excellency says this is a good idea, I don't have much to say."

Because Andersen is here, Zenom is also speaking in a polite tone.

I clapped my shoulders and then turned to Andersen.

There's not much to say, is there?

Then tell him in person.

"It's a big deal to be able to write here in that kind of way."

Xenom told Andersen with a quiet face.

Andersen returns with courtesy.

"If you insist, there's only one thing."

When I said that, Xenom looked at me to make sure.

"I agree with Baron Firefrid. It's the last place, isn't it?

With that said, I'm just a little bit horrified to be able to confirm that there wasn't anything else I missed.

"What part is it?

Andersen asked to say that he could not listen to a word.

Xenom folds the letter when he hears my reply and starts talking as he puts it back in the envelope.

"I know you thought hard, but in the current Royal Army that way of fighting probably... I just said if you could do it with 70-80% of the sacrifice, you could repel it"

Hmm.

I had a 50% chance of total annihilation, a 40% chance that only a small number of people could survive and retreat, and with the remaining 10% I could successfully chase considerable depth into retreat, and I thought I might win with even smaller possibilities, but would Xenom twirl to Oblate?

"Shouldn't it say it's irresistible?

Xenom snorted at my words, too.

If the dragon comes out again, I'll go to the last guy.

Scales are a tremendous commodity, so even if I go out on purpose, you can take them.

Turning back, there are two main draft operations that Andersen described, one being an ambush carried out by a killer (Slaughters).

There were even drawings like copies of what Mizuchi had made about the lightning rod, and there were several proposals for staffing, including equipment.

However, in order to carry out the ambush, the opponent has to go out to the position, so there is a large part to rely on coincidentally than the method of summoning is not established.

Not so far.

What I thought was the problem was the operation of the offensive.

Naturally, it says that it is necessary to pinpoint the dragon, but it is more aggressive than the ambush, so if the presence of the dragon were confirmed, there would be a good chance that it could be brought into the operation.

As for the core contents, it describes how to make about twenty skilled soldiers have powerful flying tools and minefield needles, and strike the bedtime with an equally skilled sorcerer.

Not only was it written about it, but it also about the direction in which it would be a blind spot guided by the figure of the dragon and how to approach it from the distance it would be able to deal an effective blow.

All that, soldiers with flying tools and minefield needles were severed from complete abandoned pawns, and the real aim was to pierce the ground with a minefield needle.

Something like a drawing with some detail about that minefield needle was just written, and regardless of the aim of the minefield needle itself, some annotations say that the effect is unknown at the moment, but high expectations.

As for the aim of the minefield needle, it was thought that it had probably been heard from the Royal Army, which was stationed in the village of Darbin, and that the only thing I could actually see about the effect was speculation because there was only the face of the killer (Slaters).

It should be noted that, from the view that one would not be able to dig one hole at a time to install a minefield needle, the minefield needle was not of the upper or lower separator type as made by Mizuchi, but merely a copper rod fitted with a copper plate serving as a platform at the bottom.

It stretches several copper wires from its copper plate, and the tip of the copper wire leads to something like an elongated nail made of copper as well.

There is no need to dig holes in the installation for this.

It's a nail, so if you build up the training, you can hit about 20cm deep with a hammer blow, and even if you get knocked down because there's a platform at the bottom, you can wake it up right away.

Some strings are sturdy besides copper wire to tie the nail to the lightning rod, and if it's a stick that's not fixed to the ground, I'm not worried it'll smash that way.

And the installation interval of each minefield needle also aims to make a copy of the position about five meters and the other day.

At the same time, the majority of the 20 soldiers will be killed in the process of installing minefield needles, but if the installation of nine pieces, three vertical and three horizontal, is achieved, a 10m square position can be built and the surviving soldier will be punished with attack magic in the gaps that are attracting attention with flying tools within that position.

At any rate, it is even a tactic of cleanliness in a sense: to tolerate even about half the sacrifices, without considering the White Soldier War at all.

There is some mention of magic that can spare no effort to strike an effective blow: "At a minimum, the Javelin class is necessary and, in view of safety, the Arborest class seems to be the lowest line".

Well, I'm pretty close to getting the right answer on this, but I have to say that the choice can be considerably narrowed when it comes to making arborest-class offensive magic an instantly exercisable talent, and if they get killed, rebuilding the force won't go overnight all morning, so this way of describing it is not enough.

If it's arborest-class at all, you'll certainly be given an effective hit, but you can't take it down where you've hit ten shots or so.

"Really... the quote still seemed sweet... eh? Is that all you need?

Andersen seemed to think that he could be ordered to delete or rewrite a significant portion of the information contained in the letter.

"Most of them are seen, and where they hide it, it's not beneficial. And we shouldn't let the dead go to waste anyway. Well, you can't say you'll never defeat me, so if you really want to write, I won't stop you. In that case, it might be a little better if you let the lightning rod installer have a weapon like a razor blade and cut its wings off."

He seems to know that magic weapons only work, and he won't have to say that much.

Also, it is already known about roaring, and it seems to me that it is countermeasures that can be taken when the hands are aligned.

On the other hand, I was afraid that I had not been able to confirm the effect of the lightning rod in a busy manner, but I was incorporating it into all operations.

There shouldn't have been much time, but it must have been observed with great interest.

The essence was grasped.

Yeah, well, that's because it's not my hobby to be like a death squad, but it's not to say you'll never survive, is it?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I wanted to ask you something.

"By the way, is there anyone I know who's going with me today?

"Vix and Nell...... is it Knobfom"

Did you bring them?

"Xenom. Excuse me. Gather all the killers (Slaters) after lunch. Yeah, even if it seems odd. That's why I want you to speak up so the other lords won't notice. Don't forget Lorrick and this new guy. This is the rendezvous point."

Today is my wedding reception with Mizuchi, so everyone is coming to Beglitz except my combat slaves, such as the members who serve as squire in Pioneering Village.

I don't have a problem with Claw, Marie, Ralpha, Guineh and other guys joining the Knights because I tell them to assemble in advance.

Well, to be honest, Andersen and Knobfom came today completely out of the math, but Knobfom was going to summon them early, and it's just enough to save me the trouble.

Hmm? What if I was drunk and drunk?

I'll force you to go back to your sanity with a removable or neutralizing poison.