Price of Management

* * *

After talking with my father and Arthur, I went to the western wilderness where the nomads lived.

The number of nomads I gathered exceeded 6,000 people, and now the area is very large. Of course, it was the population level of the area.

The vendor who sells various things to the nomads seemed frustrating, and even small children who practice riding could easily find it. Riding a horse at such a young age was a good name for the Windy Nation.

“Run!”

Outside of the compound, Patrick was leading a large military exercise with the Condol Cavalry.

Over 2,000 Condolese cavalry members run in tandem. To be able to run at such a fast pace without being distracted, it seemed like a powerful army. That cavalry is my army. I feel better now.

“Enemy 100 meters ahead. Charge!”

Patrick shouts, and the Condol Cavalry thunders. I ran as if I really had an enemy.

I watched training from the sky.

The three generations of Kondol cavalry turn to stone one after the other.

Shushun!

I can't believe I can fly a stone with a sling on a running horse. I can't believe I even saw it with my own eyes. A tactical value on the battlefield is a tactical skill that combines that level of maneuverability and stonework.

Patrick was training the Condol Cavalry brilliantly. The charisma of Patrick Condol, who was once called the mercenary king, is not going anywhere.

Now that Patrick is a master, the Condol Cavalry will be invincible.

I flew to Patrick, who was riding hard on a horse.

“Hey, Patrick! ”

“Lord!”

Patrick looks up at me and shouts with a happy face.

After stopping training immediately, Patrick shouts to the Condol Cavalry.

“The Lord is here! Be respectful!”

“Phew! ”

“Phew!"

The crew greeted me with respect. It was the way of the battlefield to erect the meter on horseback. It seemed to be well-mannered, even though the nomads lacked strength.

I asked Patrick.

“Was there anything special about managing the nomads? ”

“Nothing. Everyone is reconciling, leaving the tribe where the Lord intended. Captain Daltan and Captain Geden have forgotten their former identities and remain loyal to their duties as commanders. Don't worry, your relationship with Captain Balac is smooth, without any fights. ”

Aaaah, my precious knight Patrick! As expected, you have excellent leadership skills.

“There's no such thing as a crime? ”

I asked the most worried part.

Apparently, they were nomads who had been predators until recently. Since they were not hesitant to hurt people and take their wealth, they had enough concern to cause them crime.

“There are no crimes other than drunken misdemeanor violence. Because the Lord pays us enough, we have no problems with our livelihoods, and we know that we will be punished if we break our military regulations. ”

“Good. You've done well, Patrick. ”

“Thanks to the three captains. You couldn't have been so good without them. ”

We must reward you for your good work.

I took out three 100-redinate gold coins from my pocket and gave them to Patrick.

“It's a prize. Eat, drink, and play all day long. ”

“Thank you."

Patrick and the rest of the Condol Cavalry look pale. 300 Reddins should be enough for all 6,000 nomads to hold a feast.

“And I have something else to ask you. ”

“Lower your voice.”

“Soon there will be a conflict between Earl Lindell and our own ligand. ”

“Is this a territorial war?”

Patrick's complexion changed dramatically.

I shook my head.

“I don't mean to enlarge it, but I don't know. Anyway, train yourself to go to war. Earl Lindell's spies will keep an eye on you. Show them the dangers of the Condol Cavalry. You know what that means, right? ”

Patrick understood what I meant.

“The Condol Cavalry is the most elite. You'll need four or five times as many men to take on us. I will instill terror on the spies of Earl Lindell. ”

“Yeah, well, keep up the good work. ”

I tapped Patrick on the shoulder and encouraged him to fly back up to the sky.

Why do you have so much to do?

When I returned home, I wrote without a moment's rest. A letter addressing King Erik.

― My father, Count Kunt, and Earl Ranzhel, were visiting Earl Ranzhel because of the confusion between him and Earl Ranzhel, and I wish to report this to His Majesty.

A fearsome assassin and a group of hundreds of mercenaries ambushed me and tried to assassinate me. Fortunately, I was able to get reliable intel that there was going to be an assassination attempt, so I managed to defeat those reckless people and capture 29 captives. Twenty-nine of their captives pledged to prove that Earl Lindell was behind the assassination in exchange for his execution. I look forward to your wise judgment.

P.S. In the process of transporting 29 prisoners, Earl Ranzhel cooperated, and they now know that I am a senior spiritual being.

- Caroc ligand birthplace.

That's enough, right?

I hired someone to deliver the letter to the Lerdon royal court.

After reading this letter, King Erik will come out angry and summon Earl Lindell to his chambers. Of course, Earl Lindell strongly denies the accusation, rather than insists I conspire.

Then I have a way.

I could play a mean prank.

Whatever kind of joke I'm playing on Earl Lindell, you can't prove it, can you?

Let's see who wins.

“Guys, I'm gonna go play. ”

“Play a game and come back early! ”

On the second floor, you hear Julia's voice. He seemed to think I was going to the bar for a while.

“It will take a few days. ”

That's how I left it. It rises to the sky and begins to fly towards Earl Lindell.

* * *

“What? Fail? ”

Earl Lindell's facial muscles twitch. It was a habit when I got angry.

Baron Sam Lindell lowers his head and stammers, not knowing what to do.

“Yes, rumor has it that the Ligand birch has taken dozens of prisoners and taken them to Kunt territory along the Baden River. ”

“How did you manage it! Can't you just kill one of them?! ”

A quest was made for that Kronelly. Earl Lindell knows better about Kronelly's prowess. But I can't believe we just failed against Caroc Ligand.

“That's ……. ”

“What?! ”

The angry Earl Lindell's question answered with a trembling voice.

“Rumor has it that Earl Ranzhel's soldiers were repairing the scene, and rumor has it that Prince Ligand…… is a superior spirit. ”

“…… what? ”

The fury that seemed to pierce the sky disappeared like a lie. Earl Lindel looks embarrassed instead.

“A higher spirit? ”

“Yes. The Greywood Forest has been completely devastated by the aftermath of powerful animosity. Moreover, the captives testified that the son of the ligand himself was a senior spirit. ”

“No way! He's only in his mid-20s...? ”

“It seemed to be true. ”

With Sam's bold words, Earl Lindell becomes distracted.

It was an assassination attempt, assuming it was an Intermediate Spirit. I thought I could handle a little kid.

But a higher spirit?

Isn't that the equivalent of an error master? No, depending on how you apply it, it was also an aesthetic to exert more power than the master.

"I tried to assassinate a higher spirit? ’

How stupid is this?

It was no different than Duke Meutt of the First Blade of the Kingdom of Ledon or the assassination of Earl Raymond, the Archmage of the Kingdom of Orion. Success is nothing but a terrible revenge!

"What should I do? If I had taken prisoners, they'd know I was behind it. And in the ears of the late master, Basque Kunt……. ’

It was creepy just thinking about it.

It's like a high-ranking spirit and a rich man who came to claim revenge together. Moreover, the second son of the Kunt family was Duke Meutt's disciple. Even if Earl Lindell was a member of the post-Jesuit family, he could not have survived.

I need help! ’

I needed the help of the other five families after the siege to get the job done safely. No, Earl Ranzhel seems to be on the side of Caroc Ligand because of her tale of marriage, so I should ask the help of the rest of your family.

Earl Lindell, who was in a hurry, immediately told Baron Sam Lindell.

“Put in an invitation to all the motherfuckers right now. And send spies to the Kunt and Ligand families to investigate Dongdong! Hurry up!"

“Yes, yes! ”

Baron Sam Lindell nods in haste.

But it was then.

Two or two!

“What, what?! ”

Earl Lindell was greatly distraught. Suddenly there was an earthquake or the ground began to shake.