Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 134

I was in trouble in the agricultural city of Wilheim, the last city in the Northern Alliance.

The Tamori Kurst here is a kind person and has high administrative skills.

He had a deep connection with the southern federal craft city of Vera, and negotiations should have gone well.

"No way, the Northern Alliance will collapse so quickly"

Vera's fortress, Forne, is sighing sadly.

I was honest, too, sweetly watching the quickness of Princess Eleora.

Perhaps long before we noticed, her influence had permeated the Northern Alliance.

We hold our heads while drinking tea in the reception room of the house.

Apparently, there is a messenger of the Milaldia Liberation Army in another room.

From the day after the fall of Wonggang, the messengers came every day, so Tarou Kurst was in trouble and called us.

"I was preparing to join the Southern Federation, so I don't know how to do it."

I look back on the expression of the pain of Tamori who looks good, and I feel a little sorry.

That Nawabori, I was a lot nervous looking at me.

"I wasn't surprised, Senate. If you got in first, Princess Eleora wouldn't have had a chance."

"I can't. The northern people are more afraid of the Demon King than they think.

The only way to kill the Senate and its subordinates is to bring together the Demon King's forces.

The problem is then. The people are not following.

The Demon King's army is still deeply resentful throughout the area because of a blunder committed by the Second Division in places such as Bachen in the northwest.

The grudge of losing a home or family is not so easy to disappear.

Forne seems to know that too, whispering while drinking several cups of tea.

"That's right ... it's hard to say that the locals have been cleared and the southern people settled."

Forne gives a scary idea to his mouth.

I never thought about that.

Is this the difference between the common people and the aristocracy?

When I was terrified, the door was knocked and Wilheim Taiko Kurst came in.

"I'm sorry, I kept you waiting"

"No, I'm sorry to let you sandwich it."

Forne is an old friend of Kurst.

I apologize to Forne for his important connections.

"I'm sorry for the suggestion, but I'm sorry for this result."

"Well, no !? Pud, please pardon me ..."

Why so scared.

Kurst showed me a letter from the PLA, but the content was more than enough to annoy him.

"We, the PLA, do not want useless bloodshed, and we believe that any further battles will undermine Milaldia's national interests. If Wilheim has the same idea, please prepare to join us. I will give you enough grace. "

It's almost like this.

At first glance, it's a pretty straightforward proposal, but it doesn't give you the option of "affiliation with the Southern Federation."

Obey the PLA or, if you don't like it, a war.

That's it.

Still, it's interesting to give plenty of grace.

Despite the progress of the bamboo shoot so far, I suddenly started taking time here.

With the current PLA's strength, it's as easy as dropping a decently armed Wilhelm.

In general, the more time you spend on negotiations, the more money you'll spend.

Civil soldiers can defend their cities free of charge, but that is not the case for troop dispatch. We need to guarantee their lives.

For example, if you keep paying two silver coins every day to 5,000 soldiers, the cost per day will be 10,000 silver coins.

It would be terribly expensive to fight a human army without resorting to looting.

In addition, the productivity of cities where workers are away is also lost. Naturally, tax revenue will also decrease.

It seems that the patriots are funding the PLA, but it will be difficult if tax revenues fall.

That's why Princess Eleora challenges short-term battles when running the army.

Did Forne think about the same thing, and smiled at me.

"Maybe the PLA's force is much less?"

"Oh, I guess they sent the militia back to their own city. If you were stationed in Wonggang, you'd be more nervous."

Tamori Kurst nodded, sighing.

"Wilheim doesn't have the power to fight a full-fledged army opponent. You don't need thousands of militiamen to fall."

Given the situation, Wilheim can't mess around here. There is no benefit to resisting.

So no more mobilizing civilian soldiers. All you need is a mercenary and a surrendered knights.

Civil soldiers can be returned home unharmed and used to spread Princess Eleanor's brilliant success. Memories of the battlefield are the iron plates on the bar.

A large number of units directly reporting to the Senate seem to have turned over to Princess Eleora, and her hand pieces are enough.

I thought that Princess Elleora's intention was somehow read.

It is suicide that Wilheim joins the Confederation here.

In the event of an emergency, relief from the Confederate Federation is hampered by the vast buffer zone of discord. I don't seem to be in time.

That doesn't mean that the Federal Army has always been stationed. There are many other cities to protect.

No matter what you think, this cannot be protected.

It's dangerous to try to get something you can't get.

Rather, letting go gracefully may increase your chances of getting it later.

"Kurst, are there any Liberation Army messengers yet?"

"Yes, I want a reply to this letter."

Alright, decided.

"Kurst"

"what do you want?"

"Surrender to the PLA."

"eh!?"

I spoke to the blinding Kurst with as sincere a tone as possible.

"The Southern Federation recognizes Wilheim as an ally, but it is difficult to protect Wilheim if it is attacked by the PLA."

Kurst understands this well. He nodded silently.

So I keep going like this.

"Every city in the PLA is a Northern Alliance ally to Wilheim. It will never be treated badly."

"That's the case ... but wouldn't that make sense for the Confederate?"

of course.

I'll give that scary princess someday.

That's it, I smiled.

"I'm not so nervous enough to put Wilhelm in danger and make a friend.

It's true.

If you were more daring, you wouldn't have struggled so much.

But Kurst doesn't know how to take my word, and makes her eyes black and white.

Maybe you don't think it's ironic or a joke?

Forne put in a follow immediately.

"I'm called Lord Black Wolf, but Lord Vight is more human than a bad guy. Now he's real. I guarantee."

"……Is that so"

Kurst nodded at Forne's words and looked directly at me.

"Sir Weid"

"What?"

"I may have misunderstood your Demon King's army."

Kurst smiled gently and wiped his eyes. It's like a fragile person.

"Wilheim surrenders to the PLA, but we will never forget the courtesy of the Confederates, so we didn't pinch it. I will always return it. "

That's when he bowed deeply to me.

Thank you. Then do it well.