Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Alteria, provisional capital of southern Euglia

A giant tower that soars high.

It is a symbolic building of the Altair kingdom, built by decades and tens of thousands of slave labors to glorify the Altair God.

After the people denied God, every idol and church was burned down, but only this huge temple was left behind.

The huge temple now carries the flag of the Southern Eugrian Empire.

This place is now at the heart of the Empire.

And overlooking countless flags, a golden emperor's flag woven in gold thread hangs on the highest spot.

A place to show the glory of the Southern Eugenian Empire… but symbolizing an unscented state of war, under cloudy weather, the glow of the emperor's flag also seemed slightly ablaze.

- Great meeting room in the Temple

"With the Tortoent failure, the entire Liberty region's network of barracks is completely collapsed, impossible to rebuild."

A supply staff member wipes out the lines written on the map with one hand the report, one by one, and at the end of the day he releases a brush with a big X in ink in the center.

"We painstakingly outmaneuvered the fierce pursuit of the enemy in the struggle of General Maestas. But the damage is enormous, far beyond what can be restructured with local replenishment."

One of the senior commanders reports on the status of the unit.

Then a higher commander glances at the ramblingly written paperwork, sighs and holds his head.

"Withdrawal has already begun at the discretion of the local commander level. All the castles and fortifications are on destruction... if you can't afford them, they are abandoned intact.... I can't even blame you. We're only sending an endorsement from Command."

An armed staff member pushes one sentence after another on the same written order.

"It's close to a miracle that the front is sparing collapse. We need to reconfigure the strategy.... What about His Excellency Zaphnes?

"Your Eminence is taking a break"

A liaison officer with stretched spine answers briefly when the staff member asks.

"Yes, call me right away..."

When the staff member roughed up his voice, the door opened rampantly and Zaphnes appeared.

All rise and salute.

Outside the floor, a caregiver woman officer drops her off with a salute, but when the door closed, she held her lower abdomen and fell in.

Zaphnes stares at the map so he can push everyone away.

"Can Millies' fort hold its enemies back?

"... at the discretion of the local commander, the defense retreated two days ago, and the fort was abandoned"

Then Zaphnes taps his desk and exposes his anger.

"Troops retreat on their own without orders! Who's the commander!?

Yelling, Zaphnes rounds his eyes when he sees a pawn indicating an ally placed near Altair.

"Why are all four Regular Soldier Thousands playing here!? Why not send it to the front!? Though we will lose the whole Liberty area as it is!

"However, 10,000 units of enemies are going south in the momentum of victory! Even more, the people are all beeping together... and when we put in about 4,000 brilliant people here, the big picture is..."

Zaphnes stares at the contested staff member, but shifts the subject again before he finishes.

"He said it was a civil bee, even outside of Tortoent... yeah, he said he occupied all that conveniently... and ordered the whole army to burn the town from one end! If you can't keep it, you don't have to be flexible!

Yelling, Zaphnes breaks and discards the map on his desk.

Commander, who lost his aggravating war situation and calm, the floor was engulfed with unpleasant tension.

"Well, it doesn't do anything if you get overwhelmed"

A pleasant grin in a floating tone and neat face that doesn't make you feel the weight of the air or anything.

"Maestas! You're home!

Zaphnes heals the fist he was about to slap on his desk and slaps the man on the shoulder.

"I heard you had an affair with Hardlett even during the Tortoent retreat. Is everything all right?

"You got kicked in the face once and ruined my manhood. He just slammed me to the side in retribution."

Whoa, everyone cheers.

"Unconfirmed, but there are rumors that Hardlett is asleep with war wounds."

The cheeks together loosen for whispering and bright news.

"That's right. You look depressed and you can't win."

Maestas puts his hand on the cheek of a near-field staff officer and pulls it out of his mind.

And I apologize as I slap my aching staff member on the shoulder.

"Do your job laughing like this guy. The guy with the shady face is forced to make me laugh!

And Maestus leaves before Zaphnes.

"Don't be so angry. We all constrict ourselves if we are yelled at by Your Excellency's force. I'm not going to pull your cheek either."

As I put it, Zaphnes laughs unexpectedly.

"Come on. Let's see what's going on. The momentum is in the enemy, the force is in the enemy, and even the weirdest of demons. - Whoa, what are we supposed to do?

The laughter that Maestus pushed to death from his staff leaked as he exaggerated and spread his hands.

But that wasn't a giggle to give up.

One breath and my fingers are pounding.

"That's where the enemy wins. That's all. Territorial interests, intelligence and, above all, the quality of officers - there are as many parts of us that are winning. Come on, guys, let's crush one enemy advantage at a time. Let's do something about the enemy's momentum first."

Everyone nods loudly.

"Lay down your soldiers in the south of the Liberty area. I'll slap the enemy's advance team."

"Let me give you a detailed report on the situation at the fort. Concentrate artillery and large crossbows in good terrain. The defenseless fort lets the enemy enter and then burn it."

"Reposition the troops in a dozen ways. I don't mind losing one or two on the battlefield. Strong drain and stop the momentum."

The staff start moving together.

There wasn't a cheerful smile, but not a single one with a gloomy face.

"My lord, I call on Your Majesty to increase the number of soldiers. If there's any good in the land, we can do anything as long as we antagonize numbers."

"Whoa, I'm going to come to Your Majesty soon."

Zaphnes bravely said and walked out, but walks back a few steps.

"... I lost so much. What face can I turn to Your Majesty?"

"Huh?"

When Maestus makes an unexpectedly distracted voice, Zaphnes shakes his head saying it's nothing.

"No, no, I'm coming.... Wait, so you'll join us anyway"

"I don't mind."

After accepting, Maestas approaches a distance that only sounds Zaphnes.

"That's what you care about. There's nothing worse than Garland the Great."

"That's what I'm saying... his eyes are really scary."

Likewise, Zaphnes lurks his voice.

"I and the others will only obey His Excellency. No matter how angry the Empress may be, we cannot do anything about His Excellency. Have confidence."

That's what Maestas says, laughs, slaps his hands and goes back indoors.

"I forgot to say one thing. It was on the map here and here in town, but he came out in front of my troops, hoping it was a civil bee, so he burned every town and killed all the people, too. Leave the mark off because it doesn't exist anymore."

Maestas returns after saying in a slight tone to such an extent as to say, 'I've eaten the bread I left behind'.

"Come on, let's go. Under Her Majesty the Reishi Empress."

- Throne room.

"I understand. You have no choice but to do some harm. Increase as many soldiers as you can."

"… We apologize for our impudence"

Wilhelmina laughs nicely in front of Zaphnes and Maestas kneeling.

"No, it's also my fault I'm immature that the war isn't scenic. I'll do the best I can for those who fight in the field."

Wilhelmina has a polite tone and a gentle smile because of Maestas.

"Then... Lord Maestas. You think you fought Sir Hardlett, the enemy's best fierce general, to take a heavy toll? We have also heard that you saved our army from devastation in the retreat. You are a hero to our empire. It's not worth much to the admiration of the immature queen, but be sure to take it."

Wilhelmina bows her head toward Maestas.

"It's a lot. I do my best for Your Majesty and the Empire."

The man also bows his head deeply again.

That seemed to show awe of the Empress, but the eyes of the two did not meet.

"The enemy used a strange group, possibly subhuman or domesticated demons. There are also measures to be taken against this."

"I know. Think about what you can do with me. I'll talk to you when I have a good idea."

Wilhelmina blocks Zaphnes' words.

Her gaze remained on Maestas.

"By the way, Lord Maestas, is the aide I recommended doing well?

"Yes, she is extremely good"

"If you don't mind, I'd like to hear how she works, so why don't you and I talk next time?

Wilhelmina makes a sweet voice like her little girl calls the man she admires.

"What!?

The surprising voice of Zaphnes contrasted with the calm voice of Maestus.

"I will not allow a soldier to waste your time as precious as His Majesty's gold. We can't even afford a war situation and will report in more detail if you wish."

The conversation doesn't continue after that because Maestus doesn't get on with the futile talk.

Zaphnes' eyes swim all the time, Wilhelmina does not see Zaphnes until the end, Maestas does not see Wilhelmina... the odd glimpse is over.

"... useless"

Wilhelmina squeals among the king, where no one is anymore.

And send a gaze in the shadow of the pillar.

"Are you ready yet?

It was the girl with cold eyes like ice who showed up.

"[Bisitacion] What about that man?

"It's an assessment over a short period of time, but my command skills are extremely good. I thought you had a lot of trust from your men."

Wilhelmina waves with a smile at the soldiers downstairs as she goes out onto the balcony asking the girl.

A big cheer rolled up.

Waving with a smile, Wilhelmina moves busily to the left and right, scowling and fluttering her hands and panicking.

Small screaming and caring words from soldiers downstairs, and a warm gaze of respect pour out.

"How do you behave on the battlefield?

Wilhelmina further asks in a cold voice unimaginable from her adorable tricks and expression.

"Victory supremacy, those who disturb us will not forgive us, whether we are people or allies. It looks like a float, but they think people are like things. It is also seen as deliberately avoiding political decisions such as the treatment of the occupied territories. That's for the higher ones to decide…"

"Excellent"

Wilhelmina sends a grinning, blackening word of praise.

"What are your weaknesses?

"I was wondering if a woman loves more than a little bit. I know it's not as light a woman as it seems, but rather the nature of hurting and dominating and getting pleasure."

Wilhelmina dives slightly into her brow.

"I was also raped on my inauguration night. He was strangled, he hurt his genitals and holes so much that he bled, he made me repeat the word of obedience over and over again."

"Is that kind of sexuality? If you're not stupid enough to offend the one I recommended, you're a big guy or..."

Wilhelmina jumps into bed when she closes the balcony.

"If you want to insert Zaphnes, he's the only one left. I'd like to manage to be flexible... but do I overlift you as a hero for now? Or maybe you'll realize you're better than Zaphnes or something. But it's called a hardlet, why do you like women's bodies all the time?"

"I thought they were sending me under the hardlet."

Bicitación says kneeling under the bed.

"An incompetent ally over a capable enemy is the threat. Let the hardlets go another. He seems to have a lot of good people around him. Let's try to snap one or two at once."

Either way, and Wilhelmina holds a brush.

"An incompetent butt plush? If only I had the ability to command the army."

What it says is an order collecting almost all the men from the Altair area. And another proposal for a commercial deal, written in polite language - it was a mercenary contract written.

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Army Southern Gordonia

Protagonist Affiliation (recovering from injury)

Guard 55.

Infantry 4400 ⇒ 4500

Cavalry 530 ⇒ 540

Archers 570 ⇒ 580

Artillery 360

Bow Cavalry 7,000 ⇒ 7100

Independent Celia Team 390.

Conscription + security forces 9500 ⇒ 9700

40 artillery, 21 large artillery, 15 dwarf artillery, 15 field artillery, 35 tanks.

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Reinforcements/Friends

105 Soldiers 3500 ⇒ 3700

???? 0 ⇒ 1

Fleet

Battleship Swarov Battleship Ares of Ares and all other reefs

Twenty transport ships.

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Allied Forces Royal Army 38,000 ⇒ 39,000

Conscript 45,000 ⇒ 46,000

Enemy power, regular 20,000?

Conscript 40,000 ⇒ 40,000 + + +

Cavalry group 1000??

??? ⇒? ten thousand

Property Gold Coins -10000

795 Experienced

69 children made to give birth +567

Current Location Tortoent City