Underground city Ulme total main house
Another building that Reggie found, with a lookout for, was the largest in this underground city.
Nevertheless, it was not so if there was majesty as it seemed, but there were five floors based on an octagonal foundation, where very fragmented buildings were listed like building blocks.
At its centre was the residence of the Ulme General Headquarters.
If you say that it is the "city council", made up of 10 people, that sets the rules for the underground city, and that the households who preside over the council for generations are the Ulme family, you will see how important it is in this city.
Outdoors said the lights were out during the hours, but the brilliant lights were on this premises. The intricately cut glass vividly reflects the light of the magic guide lamp. The interior was as luxurious as its light, but the design and colouring of the furniture were too chiseled.
If you think there is a chic argyle pattern carpet, for example, there is an ethnic decorative shelf with a steel table next to it.
Speaking of why —— because these are things that my ancestors passed down from generation to generation, and all they've taken away in times of war.
"I heard the police force got hit, but it didn't say anything in your report."
To the lord of the room, said Salme, the current lord of the main house of Ulme.
Unlike urban residents who come in qualitative clothes, a pretentious piece that even dressing dolls can hardly see, with rings so jeweled on both hands that it's likely to be a Meriken sack.
The problem is its physique, and even though the wine-filled goblet she's got is supposed to be a jock size with a litre in it, it's as if it's a cup that comes out on top of a bottle of beer —— her hands, as well as her body, are huge.
A cushioned steel chair - a substitute for carrying three people on the left and right - was enough to scream every time she wandered.
Long blondes have wavy hair, but many years of bulimia have not been sneaky or glossy, and the problem these days is that the top of the head, which has become thinner, is the main salume of the Ulme headquarters.
"I'm sorry. I thought it might be enough for Salme to hear."
Disappointed body and body parts, no matter how you look at it, a man who is a military man breaks his body and bows his head. Hair drips from the all-backed gray hair to a muscle and to the eyelids.
The attitude looks polite, but I feel somewhere disrespectful.
"Whether Atashi should know or not is up to Atashi!
When the salme barks with trembling cheeks convex by pimples, the man who wakes up his body receives dissatisfaction while still meditating. The deep eye of the carving has red eyes, which are characteristic of the underground man, but the eye buttocks are slightly wrinkled. Is it that when I was a year, I plugged it into 40?
Salme drinks from the goblet, glittering with snake-like eyes. For underground people who live underground and naturally cannot grow grapes, although safety is high, liquor made on a few out-of-town vineyards is a precious commodity. However, in the main house of Ulme, its valuables are also consumed as much as hot water.
"Ha. I'm sorry. From now on, we would like to change the level of information you report."
"Marshal I... that's not what Atashi's trying to say."
Whatever you think, it should have been the "give me more information," because that's what Salme says.
"Ha. I'm sorry"
I just have to answer that. Even if the man was the "marshal" of the chief officer in charge of the army, the downward trend in the underground city is thorough. If this woman in front of you is the head of Hierarchy, and this woman says yes, I know, or "great," all you have to do is say yes.
There have been 21 times so far that this woman, who has never been born to learn about the military in this underground city due to everyday tea events such as the black crow turning white, has spoken out about the formation of the army, six of which were major organizational changes.
The Marshal was, until now, Marshal because he was one of only 10 council members with a father. But I don't know what would happen if it didn't stain Salme's intentions either —— so much so that the intention of the Ulme General Headquarters was absolute.
"That rotten ear shit is stuck in your ear. Ask. What Atashi is trying to say... is that idiot who said he wanted to seize that airship. If it hadn't been for that, we wouldn't have needed to re-investigate the airship, and the police unit you sent wouldn't have lost. Right?"
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"Really? Ask me!
Goblet flew in a tense momentum, blushing the Marshal's left ear and crashing into the wall behind him. The spilled wine tarnished his uniform.
"... Ha, you're right"
"Well, we'll see how to move later, won't we?
"Ha."
"Then go. Because I use you as a marshal to move things around like this."
Ugh, come on, when Salme rises from the chair with the voice, four glamorous underground people come out of nowhere,
"Salme, are you done with your work yet?
"That's a good one."
"Me, I want a little allowance..."
"Hey, you, isn't that silly?"
disappearing into the neighboring room surrounding the salmon in the
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The marshal wiped his military uniform as he took the handkerchief out of his pocket and left the room. When the maids who were waiting in the hallway went in with replacements, they hung up cleaning the indoors —— no one to speak to the marshal, no one to notice their dirty clothes. No, I'm aware of it and I'm ignoring it.
(It's not clothes that got dirty, it's pride)
The marshal didn't even sigh.
Salme too belittles the fact that the police force lost. No, I rather hid it because I didn't want it to be important, and I'm angry that someone snitched on Salme about it, but aside from that —— it's a livid thing that the police force lost.
For the underground, this city is a secret base that protects us from external enemies, while if this place finds out, it's a dead and alive issue. Whatever, because the escape route is limited.
(That's why the police force has many hands-on affiliations...)
Whether the tranquillity of this city makes it so, there were many lazy people, and the rugged half of them were underground people who made up a large part of the population, but among them, the Marshal has the pride of choosing a good selection of hands.
That's what I lost.
If you listen to me, there seems to be only one opponent who fought.
(Salme should know that much. That said, I'm trying to use this defeat for politics, not military penetration)
What Salme ordered the Marshal to do is simple, "attack the council members who suggested pointing the police corps".
There are 10 councils, but the Ulme main house faction and other factions are antagonistic. Other than that, since it is not a single rock, the Ulme main house has very strong powers, but it is not allowed to go solo.
In this case, Salme thinks we should be able to sharpen the hostile faction at all.
(In the decades away from the war, have you been so inward... I thought it was a good stimulation with the Dragon Nation airship.)
An unusually strong "status quo maintenance bias" drifting in an underground city.
But the Marshal didn't really think it was a good idea.
So I repeat a lot of trials and errors —— while I'm stuck with salme.
"Welcome back, Marshal —— what's wrong with that clothes!
"Uh, that orc got you hysterical again, huh?
"Stop it. We don't know where the Orc Secret Service is lurking."
"I thought you said you were an orc."
Oak, of course, is about salme.
My men remain in the general headquarters of the army until late at night to carry out their work. Marshals, young and old alike, who have recruited those who are willing and capable, are horrified to be here.
"--So, give me today's report. What happened to the front with the dark elves?
When the marshal urged the report, one female soldier nodded.
"Yes. They still seem to be holding back where the genius pearls come out. I thought a frontal collision was imperative."
"Right..."
The marshal bites his teeth.
After his repeated "trial and error," what I thought was going to happen was -- a gifted pearl.
We discovered a large number of gifted pearls that only the dungeons told us we could find.
But a dark elf appears there, and sporadic skirmishes are taking place.
I still don't know Salme about this.