Reincarnated as an Aristocrat with an Appraisal Skill

Then a few hours later, it was time to hold a military conference.

The place shall take place in a room called during the debate.

It's a room with a long desk in the center. The desk is equipped with a map.

The nobles had already come and taken their seats.

Most of them have seen it at this previous party.

It's just that in the party before this, the ministers who serve the nobles directly were not in attendance, but they seem to be in the military council. So there are also a few faces I don't see.

"Oh, isn't it Ars? The clan told me that the Lord had called, but was it true?"

"Dear Le Mail,"

Le Mail called out. Looks like he was called to the military conference, too.

There was also the appearance of the minister Menace a little behind him.

"But I didn't know you were already called to the military council, which seems to have been quite liked by the Klan. Isn't that amazing?"

"Thanks to Master Le Maire for making my story a clan"

"Speaking of which, you did tell the Clan a lot about your Lord. So? Well, I didn't mean to exaggerate in particular, until I told you the facts, so what I liked was the strength of the Lord."

Having such a conversation, from a nobleman who was nearby,

"Isn't that the guy who was also at the party during this time? Why are you here?

That's what they called me. He has a strange look on his face.

"Because I was invited by the clan"

"A child like your Lord? Not just children, but the Rovents, it must have been a weak territory."

"That's something you've always liked."

seen with a facial expression containing contempt. I wonder what kind of dirty method you used. They seem to be pushing you.

"More than that, are the Marcas there ministers of the Lord? Why did you bring the Markas, etc."

Now I can call from other nobles.

"Because he is a minister"

"The Marcas are ministers? Don't be silly. They are inferior species. What are you thinking about ministering something like that? Just squeeze it out. It's unpleasant."

That's what I said, looking at Leeds with blatant contempt.

"Wait, he..."

I'll stop Le Mail from trying to say it back.

I have to say it back myself at times like this.

"Leeds is a competent person. The arms of the sword are high and the brains are clear. It has served me many times. And even though you are more of an identity, this is the castle of the Klan, and it is the Klan who divides the military council. I don't need to follow your orders on this occasion."

……

The aristocrats can't seem to come up with a word to say back, and they make fun of me.

"... well, one of these days you'll be exposed to incompetence. I look forward to that time."

Left behind and left before me.

"... thank you, Master Ars"

"Until I said what I deserved as Lord."

Then again, Rietz would have a tough gaze, but nobles who complained directly didn't show up.

We sit in our seats.

Quite a large number of people appear to be taking part in the military conference. It would be a decision that the more people there would be, the better ideas there would be.

"Everyone, you've gathered well."

The clan comes in during the debate.

"Let's just say we start discussing it quickly. I'd like to discuss the strategy of the war this time."

Strategies are the way wars are carried, the scenario. If you don't make this right, even though you won a local battle, you can't win a battle eventually.

"Robinson."

"Yes."

Robinson, the right arm of the clan who was called by his name, opened the rounded paper he had in his hand.

"At present, we have a total of about 110,000 men. Infantry 55,000, archers 30,000, cavalry 20,000, magicians 5,000. Catalysts are three thousand small, five hundred medium and five hundred large. Magic water is about fifty four thousand and thirty in total. Soldiers are luxurious and can continue to fight for years."

Robinson talks about his army's power.

"We haven't fully figured out the enemy's power, but the number of troops will be about 20,000 more than this one. But the quality of the soldier's gear, we have a minute here."

The opponent doesn't seem to have a complete grasp of his power yet.

After Robinson spoke of the power information, one of the nobles,

"I will give you my thoughts!! My army has high morale and good quality soldiers!! You will always win if it becomes a battle!! This time the goal is to bring down Arcantes, the home of the enemy!! Mobilize and attack all armies and you will be able to fall right into it!!

I said that out loud. He was a looking man who felt like a militant to see. The opinions were also of militants, so there seemed to be no such thing as deep thoughts.

"It's too shallow an idea. Not sweet enough to win in such a simple way for sure"

Now that's what the nobleman in glasses said.

He seemed a little smart. When I looked at the appraisal, I had 71 tactics. The man just now, by the way, is 41.

"In order to win the battle for sure, it is crucial to poke at the enemy's weaknesses. Bassamark's weakness is that there is no justification for the Zubari claim. Originally, it makes sense that his eldest son, Clan, will inherit the house, but Basamark claims that he was originally named his successor, and that he didn't have a choice but to do so because he saw the clan, and in fact, his heart to succeed him has not changed, which is why he would not have known if he hadn't asked the former Governor."

The nobility of glasses speaks fluently.

"Basamark is so good at abbreviating that he would have rounded up many nobles to be on his side, but what about the folks? Do the inhabitants of Alcantes have any doubts that Bassamark is currently ruling? If Basamark loses his support from the people of Arcantes and begins to support the Klan, our victory will be confirmed."

Now I've still said a decent strategy.

I haven't said exactly how to get the inhabitants of Arcantes to support the Klan, but that would be tactics, not strategies.

"Mark, you're running out of information."

That's what I said, Clan. Mark is the name of an earlier glasses aristocrat.

"He's very good at gathering support from the people. I raised Sempler to be one of the leading commercial cities in the state, during which time Basamark had garnered support from various cities in Meesian. Especially the support of Arcantes residents for Basamark should be thick. The challenge is how to gather support after defeating Basamark. While Basamark is alive, it will be very difficult for me to muster the support of the Arcantes people"

"Oh yeah...... sorry"

The thought was denied, and Mark apologized with a blue face.

"It's not a bad thing to say an opinion, so there's no need to apologize."

That's what Clan followed, but the air in the field gets a little heavier.

There will be no one to give an opinion for a while, and silence will dominate during the debate.

"Oh, oh, uh, can I give you my opinion?

It was Roselle's trembling voice that broke the silence.