Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Royal Palace of Gordonia, Wangdu

"Your Majesty, the conflict in the south by Sir Hardlett's discretion seems to have finally subsided"

One of the ministers bows his head deeply.

"I've already heard it. The rest of the foreign war was nowhere to be desired. That's good."

The Minister further strengthens his rhetoric.

"But the battle just ended in an unexpected natural disaster. Besides, Sir Hardlett treats the cut territory like it's his own! As a nobleman, I am afraid, who bestows more status on the Borderline Uncle than His Majesty..."

The king deliberately makes a noise and puts the cup on the table.

The Minister's words stopped.

"I've already heard it. I mean, what do you want to say then? You're telling me to punish Hardlett?

The minister missed a little when he saw that the king was not on board.

My body starts to tremble at the tension I strain.

(I thought the king would be fortunate to eat this if he was now wary of betrayal... but he can't leave later!

There are many heavy ministers around.

You will soon find out that you have done what Uncle Hardlett said.

At the end of the emptiness here awaits the revenge of the warrior and the feared man.

"No matter how heroic or invincible a warrior is, it is unacceptable to hold the throne hostage. I know I should be punished in some way."

The king took himself out and laughed lightly.

"Do what?

The minister's mouth was lighter when the king laughed.

"Borderline uncles have vast and abundant lands. Enjoy it in large measure and make it a king's territory, and perhaps distribute it to those who are more loyal to the king, so as to increase the king's authority."

Eilich unexpectedly tries to disagree, but he returns looking at the king's face.

The king's laugh never honored the man in front of him.

"Uh-huh... let's talk analogy, by the way"

"What?"

The minister cuts his words in confusion due to the King's abrupt change of subject.

"There was a burglar somewhere. He was well hidden, but he was afraid when he would get caught."

"Ha ha..."

"What can I do to reassure him? Why don't we just keep lurking in the hole?

I felt it was an unintelligible question, but there was no reason to ignore the king's words, and the minister thinks with a thin head.

"You'll find it someday even if you keep hiding. It impersonates people with sin..."

That's it. The minister loses his word and starts sweating sloppily.

"What's up? Let me finish.... I'll tell you what else I can do instead."

The king reaches back.

Not long ago, a bunch of paper was given by Rebecca, the lead intelligence officer, from behind the throne.

The king flickers the bundle before staring at the minister.

"For example, a sinner who gave thirty gold coins to a tax collector not to report a newly opened estate… feels signs of an investigation and tries to create a bigger sinner by arranging information that anyone knows. How about that?

"Well... well... that's..."

Done.

Everyone on the spot has the same idea.

"Take this traitor!

The minister does not resist, just is taken downwards.

The king's suspicion that he himself tried to exploit, and vice versa, does not make sense of any explanation at the earliest.

"Intelligence officer, it was great"

"Thank you very much."

Rebecca once again falls back behind the throne, thanking the king.

An act that should have exorcised the impudent, but the look on everyone's face was not clear.

"There are places where Hardlett complains to his power immediately with a short temper. But I'm not the kind of guy who can hide things from you."

Rebecca nods at the king's words and laughs bitterly in her heart.

She has quite enough stories to piss off the king.

But even now, she will also be seen with suspicion.

(Now... you're right to keep your mouth shut)

And the dissolution was announced.

"What do you think, Military Inspector?

"The roots of corruption are still stretched in our country as well. We need to eradicate it completely."

Eirich follows the throne room as he talks to one of the new aristocrats of goodwill.

The Kenneth faction's clerks and those who didn't creep into either of them were always telling the same story.

The two go straight into Eirich's office and the door closes.

I lost my other eyes and ears.

"What do you think, Military Inspector?

"... 300 pieces of gold or not enough to take there. It's a hoax. Besides, I just didn't report any more minutes. To this extent, if you're cutting off a minister, people will be gone."

"The man was insidious and clever and he didn't like it..."

"But the job did quite a bit. Besides, he's a little guy with only bean grain size. I wouldn't have done evil again if I had threatened to stay away.... the king should have known about it and placed himself in the ministerial position."

"You seem to have changed your mind with the previous king."

Eirich nods silently.

(The king now imprisons the capable for boring sins and deception. to say that they are as rare as innocent white nobles and other abnegate merchants)

"Rudni and Arag have also been imprisoned by this faction. Speaking to the military's personnel assessment, it speeded up the emergence of the body… a charge."

"It's a joke. But that's all. I see all the commanders of thousands of sizes.... but at best a hundred or so commander stories, if you call them in and yell at them, you'll be punished."

"Meanwhile, the Attorney General… No, the same thing is happening frequently in the Kenneth faction"

The man I called by his official name looks at Eirich's complexion before saying it again.

"It's a civilian subject over there. It would have more to do with bribery and property concealment. I can see his struggling face."

Eirich laughs lightly.

My men laugh, too, but the laughter ran away with the sigh.

"But I don't get the frequency of snitches. Sooner or later, it will spread to all."

It is a good story that court nobles denigrate their rivals for their own sake.

Recently, however, it has become more frequent, and even within the same faction snitches have flourished.

"I hear intelligence officers are rushing around and making sure there are even minor rumors"

"It may not be as simple a story as ever about me or Kenneth or neutrality..."

Eirich looks out the recently doubled window.

Jianmae should not be asked about the highest secret by another country in case.

But in fact, it was a modification that kept the intelligence officer from hearing even when he was stuck in the window.

"I'm starting to want to do whatever I want on the territory, like that guy. Gather the beauties and orgy every night..."

"If you do that all of a sudden, you may be charged with rebellion."

Eirich's long sigh was heard again.

After completing his duties, the king took his place at the dining table.

Until now it was just a meal by myself without a meeting, but not these days.

"Rosario, I got it all aligned with your liking today. You should taste it fully."

"It's a terrible thing, Your Grace."

She was also the only woman to be surrounded by the "Rosario" king and to receive absolute love.

From attendance at meals that would otherwise not be tolerated by the concubine, to the care of the bath, to the offering of the night, the king's personal life is always with her.

With his hands controlling the servant who tries to take the dish apart, the king places the dish on the lady's plate with his own hands.

The servants look at the king for imitating him like a servant, but they can't say anything.

"I'll take it, Your Grace."

Rosario slips his hands and zeroes the soup in an attempt to get his hands on the soup.

The spoon rolled flashly and the juice flew all the way to the king's garment.

As the woman bows her head deeply, the servants around her will continue to flaunt her shoulders in case of anger.

It is no surprise that a servant is pronounced dead on the spot if he does the same thing.

But the king, on the contrary, loosens his expression and makes a sweet voice.

"She has no choice at all. Any burns?

"Yes, what an apology... ah"

The king hugs Rosario and strokes his head.

"I don't know what else to do, you stink dull and retarded. You're a woman who can't do anything without her. Good, good, stupid. Whatever you do, you can't be angry. You just have to follow the rest. I'll make you happy."

"It's an honor, Your Majesty. She's a fool and a fool, but don't be around long."

Nothing was still visible in Rosario's eyes, which were held by the king and closed his eyes.

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Imperial Army Positions Around White Capital Winter Coming

The snow had little to do once it had fallen.

Dye everything white and slowly pile it up.

The commanders of the Empire face each other like they chewed down a bitter worm.

I heard it was cold in the Federation winter, but this is not the way it's going to be.

"Virtually no use for a warrior. Half-naked people can't move in the cold."

"On the contrary, domestic soldiers continue to suffer from the cold."

There was information that the Federation winter was cold.

Therefore, fur, which was barely necessary in the Empire's own country, was available for regular soldiers, as well as firewood to be used for incineration.

But the state troopers, the warriors, they thought it was best to put up with them.

"But the warriors can't move in the cold enough to kick, and some of the weak ones are starting to lose their lives."

"There are further burns among the soldiers… frostbite where the prisoners are asked… who will continue"

Under silent pressure from all, one man moves in and out.

"Dear Zaphnes, I understand that we are one step away from the White Capital offensive, but we cannot afford a decent battle as it is now. Once down south, over winter, attack again..."

"Idiot!!

Zaphnes exasperates.

"The Federation is recovering moments and power in the north and east beyond our reach! Wait till spring and they'll be ready. If so, can we attack the White Capital?

"That's right..."

The staff and commanders hold their heads.

The constant attacks could not finally break the protection of the White Capital.

Besides, it is unlikely that it will be possible to make the White Capital fall even if it is added to the cold.

But Zaphnes also made sense.

It was in the furious momentum of the first victory that the Empire unilaterally advanced the battle so far.

If you calm down and combine your hips, the Federation will come back to fight in its own garden.

(In favor of the enemy over time...)

(In favor of the enemy again even when winter is deeper...)

"I know what you guys are saying, but loosening the hand of the attack will only please the enemy. We're moving on to attack now, as planned!

"" Ha!

I don't think I can fight properly.

But it is clear that the more time passes, the more painful it becomes.

I couldn't loosen my hand in the attack.

"Get ready to go -!!

"You guys, get up! Move around and you'll warm up a little!

The commander screams and forces the trembling warriors to line up.

But only a bunch of people don't move when they hear orders.

On the hill, they set up a formation where the cold winds hit the most.

"You know that disobedience is an execution! Don't shake. Stand up!

So much so that the commander realizes that there is no sound of teeth ringing.

"You're not shaking. Then just..."

He swings up the whip and approaches...... drops his hips on the spot.

"This, these guys are all dead... oh my god..."

The poor warriors held each other by their shoulders, crawling into the holes they dug in the ground and breathing in the cold as they managed to avoid the wind.

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Jane Doe???

"It's tough, it's narrow. Wow!!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am so sorry..."

In a front carriage east of the silver world on one side, one fat lady falls asleep in big letters and complains loudly of her fatigue.

They walked quite a distance on their own feet until they boarded the carriage, but that was the same for the other passengers.

And a squire woman with a baby desperately apologizes.

"Well, it does get in the way..."

"Plus the speed of the carriage has dropped considerably since you guys got on. How heavy is it?"

Was the lady exhausted or falling asleep in big letters?

The carelessly stretched hands and feet took considerable area in the narrow carriage, while the other guests frowned.

"Ma'am! Enough said... Ah!

There is a loud farting noise at the same time as the squire woman rocks the lady, and a strange odor can stand in the carriage.

The passenger's expression became more severe.

"... sorry"

"Normally, I'm just throwing it out..."

One man slowly approaches his wife snoring.

"Well, it seems to be available."

Another man takes off his jacket and approaches his wife.

The other passengers approach and reach out to surround the lady.

And the lady and her servant were severely humiliated... and never suffered.

"That's warm."

"Oh, I don't need a jacket."

"He's got hot air coming out of his whole body."

"If you think a borough carriage has turned into a heated luxury carriage, I'll put up with some things."

Even though there is a front for the wind, you have to withstand the cold that would cut you off in the winter.

It is common for carriages going in the wilderness to find their way through each other.

But right now, the carriage is like a spring tip, and for that it's kept a little damp and warm.

It was a fat lady who fell asleep and dripped sweat in the heart of the hot air.

"Ma'am, the fat I've wasted every day is helping."

"Oh, it's hot. Wow... I can't stop sweating. Wow... Buhi no..."

Two women and one baby head east.

Hurry to the man you love.