Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Near the village of Mozadier, Military Inspector General of Eirich Radharde

Cut the wind and the arrows fly.

The arrow was thought to capture his goal, but he plundered his pointed ear with a piece of paper and stood on the ground.

"Ku - I thought I'd finished it, but I'm sorry! He's a tough little fox inside."

"Ha, Sir Mottel, who has laid down ten enemies on the battlefield, also sees himself as different in his child fox opponent. I'm here..."

Another man circled into the fox path fleeing as he rolled, targeting a crossbow.

But the child fox won't let him pull the trigger with his diligent zigzag drive.

The little hairball jumped into the jaw with a single hair.

I get a groan and a distracted sigh.

"Hmm, I got away. Too cautious. My bad habits are out again. If you don't shoot me, you can't even hit me."

"You won't be able to find that little one until you've split it it into two pieces. Mindless, but let's wait for another prey."

"On second thought, it took a lot of big adults and one fox to get my chest strained. I hope the big guy comes out next."

What was being held was a hunting party in Eirich territory, and it wasn't really about getting prey, it was just about playing as part of the exchange. Of course only the new nobles and their offerings are invited.

Drawing the will of the Lord, who exchanges words on horseback, the foot squires follow him, and rush around among the trees to hunt for their prey.

"Make a big noise. With all these brave men, you don't have to pull out weird things."

"I'd rather wake up about a giant bear. We're not like weak court nobles or anything."

Though well governed Eirich territory, it was also possible that if divided into the woods, it would bring out demons such as bears, wolves or goblins. But there is no fear in the face of the new nobility made up of samurai medals.

Most of those on this scene were those who rushed to the battlefield with their sword spears in their own hands and they definitely had the guts to pull out their swords before screaming, whether the bear came out or the oak.

It was the men who would pull the knob and wait, but no matter how noisy the squire was, no prey would come out from right to left.

Then the free time can be traced to rumors.

"Cohon, I dare to ask you something hard to hear. You think Sir Motel was tongue-in-cheek with that Lord Hardlett? The... named after the traditional aristocrats..."

"Mm-hmm. I don't doubt Lord Hardlett's martial arts, but one case in Richmott is too much on your own. Until I made a grand and bitter complaint that the new nobility, on the contrary, would be a loss to the Kingdom of Goldonia. Lord Radharde asked me what was going on in relation to the traditional nobility, but I said, 'I have no other intention. You understand we can't pull this off for the sake of governance!

Fished by a military-like loud voice, the surrounding topics are also pulled to the hardlet relationship.

"Sure, Lord Hardlett's martial arts are incomparable... but a little bit of that lately... arrogance"

"The letters of recommendation and other debt collectors shown in the fold of Mort's territorial passage were intimidating... No, I came to apologize that it was a mistake."

If you curse at Kenneth or traditional aristocrats, the voice that strikes heaven spreads in a small and reluctant way.

"Lord Onigmes, known for his pride of power, invited Lord Hardlett to martial arts tournaments in the realm? Because I need to blunt my body in peace after the war. There are rumours that Richmott and the pompous man took my back."

"Ha ha... you're right. Nothing. 'Maybe you're not actually strong, are you? If I beat him up at a martial arts tournament, isn't that the military director's favorite? It's not a thought, it's simply for Lord Hardlett."

The unreadable opponent of the air continues on the mouthwatering onigmes.

"By the way, Lord Onigmes, how come you don't have a bow, you don't ride a horse, you take a tour?

"Ten seconds after the match, he broke his shoulder and six ribs, and under his clothes, it's not a mummy, it's a stomach ache."

A man presents himself to the air that hisses and spreads.

"No, there was some rubbing, and if it wasn't for the bravery of Hardlett Borderline Uncle, there wouldn't be any of our new aristocracy right now -"

"The role it plays in today's Goldonian hegemony is also enormous -"

"Our debt would have been ceiling free again!

Three people, Monashi, Bimbo and Gokufin, raise their voices sheltering Sir Hardlett.

They were also naturally invited as new nobles in the neighborhood.

"Nor, of course, will I deny Sir Hardlett any merit. Today's status is also extremely natural, and I just want you to refrain from being a little rough. By the way, Lord Gokufin, why don't you just take your armor off your back?

"Ugh, um. Never disparage Sir Hardlett. He just wants you to discuss it with us in the neighborhood before you judge. By the way, Lord Bimbo, did the poisonous water in the field stop? I heard 40% of the cultivated land was hit."

"Lord Monassi, with all due respect, the debt is due today. It's today after three postponements. If you can't pay, I'll take the mortgaged mansion."

A paragraph of criticism followed reluctantly by the three voices, and the topic moves on to their ordeal in territorial management and debt servicing.

That's when I heard a tall scream from the woods.

"I think I found something. As far as the voice is concerned, it could be a monster."

"I don't know whose squire I am, but I feel sorry for my beast opponent for screaming. I have to scold him."

Behind the forest grows raucous and noisy, and those on horseback set their bows with their eyes shining in anticipation.

"Not one or two of these sounds, huh?

"So did you go out with a wolf or a bunch of goblins? Funny, I'm tired of shooting unilaterally."

The noise of someone comes to the point where it separates the woods from the flatlands and stops perfectly.

"... it's stopped. What do the servants do? Why don't you just kick it out?"

"I don't know if it's going to stop at the critical we see here. I remember the surprise attack in the Battle of Southern Euglia -"

Dry bass rocks the air.

That was the sound of dozens of strings being played at the same time.

A crossbow bolt released at the exact same time stands in unison to the nobility on the horse and to the squire next to him.

"but heh!

"Stupid......"

The crossbow hitting rate targeted at close range is extremely high and penetrates easily, such as lightweight leather armor for hunting.

The nobles, bolted on their breasts and heads, fell flabby, and their squires lay down on the ground at the forefront shortly after they also helped their masters.

"A crook!!

"Crossbow! That's a lot!

"Lord Motel and Lord Onigmes are the needles!!

The anger sounds and the horse becomes a bar.

He ate the raging fire as he waited to see if the wolf would leave or the goblin, and a few were killed.

If this is a hunt for traditional aristocracy, it is natural to become a mayhem and run away and scatter.

"The wounded get off the horse and back off!

"If you are safe, draw your swords and arrange the" Kiwi "! Don't be brought!

But the new nobles who ran through numerous battlefields and flourished in battle work were different.

The attack is seen as a simultaneous crossbow shooting, or a safe man lines up his horse and rushes to the shooting.

"Crossbow loading is slow. If you jump in fast, you can't shoot a second shot!

If you pull back and wait for reinforcements, all those injured in the first blow will be killed.

Then it's best to penetrate, if you pack a distance such as a loading crossbow soldier, you make it kick easily.

"" "Assault -!!" "

The new nobles go into leaving their squire on foot.

I wouldn't have made such a choice if this were a war time and this was the battlefield.

Because it's too dangerous to go in without capturing the full extent of an ambushing enemy.

But the war is over, and the place is long and steady Eirich territory.

Somehow, a bender who had information about the hunting party decided that he had only struck a blow with a lurking ambush.

That was the mistake.

"Against the cavalry. Interception."

A long black spear lifts from the inside with a short decree.

More than ten tips lined up neatly without deviation or sway.

"What!?

One of the first rides is pierced and executed by the horse and his own body, and the followers stop at the tip of the ear where they can be poked.

The speed and weight of the cavalry also blows heavily equipped infantry easily.

But if you put together a well-trained squad, even a half-naked infantry can easily be stopped.

"Stick it out."

The spears stick out in alignment with the Order of the Cuckoo.

The horse lags behind on his own when he sees the impending tip.

"Yes, please! Stop your legs..."

I didn't have time to scream everything.

A crossbow after reloading is fired from close range.

More people were killed than the first blow, and many almost died instantly.

"Retreat -! Take your distance -!!"

Whoever can move this far at the earliest will leave.

"Stupid...... said it was a crossbow and a long spear against the cavalry!? This is a battlefield!

"It's not just a crook to see a cavalry assault and not let the tip sway. It's like an army..."

Running aristocrats scream.

"Ki, who are you - gaaaaaaaa!!

"Give me the reward of licking Goldonia - Higgie!

"Stop there...... Awww!!

I didn't want to hear anyone who couldn't move get a stop stabbed or anything.

At the same time, smoke begins to rise from all parts of the forest.

It was clear that the crooks set fire to it.

The poor threesome had also fallen horseback after being horsed.

Strike your body hard and you're not going to be able to fight or escape.

Raiders with crossbows appear before them.

I wrap my head to hips in black, and I can't even see my physique and gender on my face.

"Gu, that's as far as you can go"

"I'm sorry. Nineteen of my sons..."

"At least the salvation was the insurance money we had. Now I can repay half of my debt"

But the raiders ascertain the faces of the three men, and they groan, and disappear into the midst of them without releasing an arrow.

The smoke began to set fire to the fire and the three of them left the scene as they crawled.

"" "Yes, I picked up my life..." "

Three people going into back alignment.

The territory guards and knights rushed in response to an emergency report, but by then it had become a fierce fire, and the smoke that could get in was only going to accommodate the surviving wounded rather than just looking for the raiders.

"Perfect."

"Ha!?

Those who were concerned about the words of a certain man react roughly.

"One blow with an ambush from the inside, one more blow from the vicinity by holding down this counterattack with a spear, and at the end of the day, retreating while lighting the fire and not allowing the pursuit. Any more perfect ambush attacks?

"It's the military inspector general of ordinary times, that kind of full-"

"And I'm telling you it's the perfect tactic we've come to expect to judge!

The man yelled when he slapped his sword to the ground.

Radharde Territorial Mansion

"That's the casualty. The fire hasn't even subsided. We have issued evacuation recommendations to pioneering villages at risk of extended burning."

Eirich listens to the report of the territorial deputy trembling with a bright blue face so that he can bite.

Eirich was usually in the King's Capital, leaving the administration of the territory to the deputy.

The hunt was scheduled to rendezvous after noon, and there were reports of felony in preparation.

"Any word on the Raiders?

"Unfortunately, not one of them could be finished, and the fire made the footsteps unknown... nothing"

Eirich kicked the chair small without ever seeing a deputy who had gone Dos black through the blue.

"Lord Mottel and Lord Onigmes were the dead. - Is Lord Dauntless, the Second Legion leader, also profound?"

"Master Dauntless commanded a counterattack, and he was attacked in a concentrated manner."

Eirich exhales deeply and kicks the chair.

"Motel to say he anticipated his administrative talent and gave him rich old Liberty territory, he's the one who doesn't have it"

The faces that escaped the difficulties come with Doyadhya.

They all looked humiliated and angry.

Eirich bows his head to everyone first.

The deputy has finally fallen.

"It's a mess on my territory. I'm responsible."

Everyone at least doesn't blame Eirich Uemura.

"We're the ones who made the wrong decision, and if it's war, we'll be the ones to blame for the impropriety. I didn't know you could take a single soldier."

"Until the Commander of the Legion...... what do you mean"

"Above all, it is the identity of the enemy. It wasn't a loser, it wasn't just a crook."

In the meantime, one man groaned bossly.

"If only Sir Hardlett were here..."

Disgusting silence wraps the place up.

"... Speaking of which, how could Sir Hardlett be absent? Right next to your territory."

"Anything like sudden abdominal pain"

A few cough up at first sight.

"Sir Mottel and Sir Onigmes were intensively targeted in the first blow..."

"Regardless of the Legion Leader who took the lead in the counterattack... the dead are mostly from the new southern territories... gehogeho"

Eirich promises to compensate for his death and profound house and secure his position so as to put an end to the disturbing air, before giving everyone a rest and dissolution.

There comes Cedric, who arrives on schedule to join along the way, as does Eirich.

Eirich said in an unchallenged tone, staring out the window.

"Cedric, call a hardlet. Now, don't ask me how I'm feeling."

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A week later, the royal palace of Wangdu

I am kneeling before the king.

There were also Eirich and Kenneth next door.

This face is usually lined up so that Kenneth and Eirich take the center away from each other, and I'm somewhat outside the center of Eirich's side, but now I'm in the center and the two of them are a certain distance apart to pinch me.

The massive raids that took place simultaneously in the Wang capital and Eirich territory had caused great damage to both factions.

On Kenneth's side, he says he can't resume even high-ranking bureaucrats, the Marquis, the men and sons of the Borderline Uncle, and those in ministerial status.

Gretel turned bright blue when he heard his father had been involved, but there was an intact follow-up coming in and out.

The sacrifice on Eirich's part is also enormous.

Looks like a lot of promising stocks that I know face to face have been sent to the afterlife, or to the hospital bed, to the head of the Royal Army Corps.

I was sorry to hear that the poor threesome was involved, but a continual report came in that it was intact just to lose the horse.

They will come to borrow the replacement horse bill.

I only turn to Eirich for a moment.

Eirich told me to come right after the incident in a scary letter, but the day after that I received a recall from the king and disappeared.

Nonna was terrible when a recall letter from the king came.

I cried heavily in front of the child wondering if I shook up, and further went, he stuck up to me and stopped moving, calling me dead.

I wouldn't ask how much I said it was okay, so I exchanged Carla and Mel and forgive them at night and they finally fit in.

Even if I'm a little late for departure, if I ride Schwartz, I can get there a day earlier than the early horse, so no problem.

As we immerse ourselves in recollection, the king first labors us before we get to the point.

"Southern Euglia or Magrad? The rest of us will do the same. You've been nicely handed the rest of it."

Laughing sarcastically, the king elbows on the throne all the time telling him to do it.

'I've been hit. Be careful what doesn't happen next. "

There's no reason to talk like that.

"Nevertheless... too massive, too vibrant... We're not talking about each other anymore, are we?

The king stares at Kenneth and Eirich.

"" I didn't say no. I swear to God, my duty is only to the genius who easily allowed the attack. "

Well, there's no reason to admit it even if you're really doing it.

There's a suspicious battle going on from here... it doesn't make sense, does it?

If that's the case, I'm not supposed to be called.

The king glances at Eirih and Kenneth with his harsh eyes for seconds at a time, and at the end he glances at me twice as long.

"Well it will be. I know all about your feud, but I don't expect you to do anything lawless like kill the rest of the ministers and corps leaders and set fire to the king's capital. Then you'll still be a thief."

My gaze hurts.

"There are quite a few people who have been able to rub them this time around. Hardlet."

There he is.

"… seems so"

Facts are facts, so I can't help it.

It would be a lie to say you haven't rubbed it.

"Don't you know anything anymore?

"I don't know anything"

I'm like a child to excuse, but I just have to say I don't know because I don't know anything.

There is no place in my eyes to look at the king.

But the king's eyes did not deviate from mine.

"Of course I don't doubt the rest is your conspiracy, etc. People who are inconvenient die, and people who are deeply related survive for some reason… I guess that's what happens sometimes."

Then can't this be dissolved?

"But - your deeds scratch the rest of your mind that you decide not to doubt. These past few months... I mean, even after the war, our army has continued to expand dramatically. Other lords stand out in shrinking the ranks of the private army and the Knights."

Leoporto demonstrates his authority over policing and surrounding lords... but he is expanding our army with so much momentum that it cannot be explained.

I never kicked the plan.

"The rest are kings. He who governs the lords and unifies the kingdom. So let me ask you something, Hardlett. Why do you keep expanding your armaments?

I wonder why, I don't know.

I can't answer because I don't know.

Seeing a slight hesitation, the king slapped one knee.

"There's nothing clear on this one. Motivation would be the motive of both the Home Secretary, the Military Director and the Hardlet, but there is nothing to gain until you commit national law and buy the excessive amount of exorbitance. It is therefore the crime of a thief hostile to Goldonia. On top of that..."

It won't end.

"- If the rest of us wrote vulgar stories, the killer would be a hardlet. The other two wounds are huge to think of as selfies. It's also painful to think that you've conspired at the same time."

He seems to think it's totally me.

"We're talking about playtime, right? If it's a story, the killer was a thief. It's boring. So you're not the killer. Doubtful on top of that. There is no expansion of armaments, no lord's authority, no illegality. And on top of that... I doubt it."

The king rises and comes to me.

"The rest will remember the fact that during the war, the rest of the doubts disrupted the country and pulled the legs of the loyalists. I'll also remember to say you're the one who woke me up after I fell asleep. Therefore, I want to clear my fingernails of suspicion."

The king returns to the throne to continue.

"Inspect the hardlet area! Authorize by decree all towns, military installations and lord's mansions in the Territory to be revamped! If you expose everything under the daylight, it will be clear that the hardlets are the remaining loyalists with no clouds!

Doesn't.

There's a lot of bad stuff out there.

"Thirty percent from those elected by the Director of Home Affairs, thirty percent from those elected by the Director of Military Affairs, and forty percent from the neutral shall be elected as inspection teams in order to be fair. The supreme shall have the remaining vicinity, the Marquis of Burga-Fitton, Minister of State!

Finally, the king laughs at me just because he forgot.

"Whoa, this is not going to work. The Lords have full powers in the given territory, so they can't do whatever they want with the rest, but it's decided. Your consent was an absolute condition. Hardlet, okay?

I guess I'll just have to say I've figured it out already.

I have to tell Leopold and Adolph right away.

I think it's a treasure in the back of the labyrinth.

I'd also like to talk to Eirich, but I haven't spoken a word since I came to King's Capital.

What's the matter?

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Appearance

Eirich (Silence) Monassi (Miracle Survival) Bimbo (Horse Death) Gokufin (Debt)

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Total 375000

Rafen 49000 (2000) DevelopmentLintblum 7500 (500) Reincrease in membership

Richmott (formerly Liberty's) 40000 (3000) Neighborhood Influx Zweielphi 4500 (800)

Army personnel

Infantry 1200 (+400) Archer 400 (+200) Cavalry 1000 (+400) Guard 30

105th Corps 3500 Bow Cavalry Training Squad 3000

Artillery 35 (+5) Large Artillery 18 (+3) Dwarf Artillery 15 Field Artillery 15 (+5) Tank 40 (+10)

831 Experience

71 children made to give birth +567 (+ +)

Current Location Rafen