Episode 138 (Eleora Senki 4)

In a room in the ancient city of Vest, a beautiful woman in a dress is playing with flowers in a vase. Eleora.

After the talks, I feel tired.

There, Natalia's subordinate enters.

"Thank you, Princess. How about tea?"

"Thank you, Natalia"

Natalia glances at Eleora while placing a cup of tea.

"What happened?"

"No. The princess is so nice, so it is."

Princess Eleala smiles at Natalia, who hides her face as she shines in the tray.

"I'm not good at dresses. You're going to look better."

"Well, I wouldn't be able to dress like that. By the way, how was the princess, talks?"

Then Princess Eleora sighs.

"I was just one side of the defense. Indeed," The Devil Lord, "Sir Ilia, was not just one."

"Why was the Black Wolf Lord?"

"I left the trouble to Sir Ilia and watched me struggle. It would have been ridiculous."

Eleora pinched the hem of the dress and drank a sip of tea.

"I think the tea that you put in is the best. The tea of the Milardians is too thin."

"I'm honored, Princess."

Only time spent with his subordinates can be peaceful.

Both the humans and the demons of Milardia are unaware of Princess Eleanor.

Meanwhile, Wonggang, a fortified city without Princess Eleanor.

From the nearby agricultural city of Wilheim, Tamori Kurst was going to trade wheat.

It is still before the wheat harvest, but he has come to see how much demand this year at Wonggang. In Wonggang, where many soldiers are stationed, food demand fluctuates frequently.

Wonggang Tamori Doneva is a friend of Kurst. A cheerful middle-aged man.

After negotiations, they sigh and sigh.

"I answered a bit about the urban hierarchy."

Kurst glances out of the window. A familiar face was lost in the crowd. They have been following from Wilheim all the time.

Although Kurst is known for his mildness, it is not stupid. As always, he was vigilant against assassinations and eavesdropping.

Krusto doesn't look out of the window too much and looks at her face in her head.

Slightly, their features were different from the Milardians. There is something wrong with wearing plain clothes.

Probably Rolmund's soldier. In other words, the surveillance that Princess Eleora gave.

Apparently not trusted.

Doneva smiled sympatheticly, noticing the expression of Kurst.

"Your princess has subordinates who work hard"

"Yeah, it's frustrating to think that's not going to go unnoticed ...

There is no choice but to smile as a crust.

Doneva does not pursue it anymore and returns the topic to the urban hierarchy.

"The order was decided not by the importance of the city, but by the contributions to Rolmund. Even though it was turned into a battlefield and the castle gate was blown away, it is the eighth place because of the Senate."

They are rehabilitating the castle gate at their own expense, but rebuilding the destroyed infrastructure is an enormous cost estimate.

Kurst leaves the window and sits opposite Doneva.

"And Wilheim is the ninth place, the lowest place. I've worked hard as a granary in the northeast, but it's too sad."

"No, my Wonggang will be hungry without Villeheim. Wilheim is my number one, and I'm the best friend of Wonggang."

The Senate had banned the struggle between the patrons, but was open to deepening friendship.

As a result, the neighbors are close together.

Kurst gradually softened his warm-hearted face and carefully bowed his head.

"Worgang is the most reliable knight of justice in Wilheim.

Then Doneva shrugged on purpose and showed a jolt.

"Speaking of knights, the knights are in a bad mood recently ..."

"What happened?"

"It's because Her Royal Highness has reorganized the Knights. Many knights have lost their ranks as a result of merging the Knights."

"Oh ... it is."

Unlike mercenaries who fight for gold, honor is the highest reward for knights. For them, honor is a valuable asset directly connected to the future of the clan.

If you've lost that honor, you'll be dissatisfied.

Doneva sighs and laughs.

"If you at least get some compensation, the knights will be a little convinced.

Anyway, I ’m the director of the decoration. If you award one of the medals from Rolmund, it will be a substitute.

But there was no compensation from Princess Eleora.

The reason was that "honoring those who have done nothing will be an insult to those who have made a living."

Eleaora has full control over the treatment of the surrender, so nothing more can be done.

Doneva smiled and drank a sip of tea that Kurst brought as a souvenir. Doneva's favorite is to darken Wilheim's special grade tea leaves.

"He's always trying to be right. It's fair and fair, and it's very fine.

The expression was hilarious, but the words had more bitterness than the dark tea.

Kurst senses this and soothes his old friend.

"However, Her Highness is so popular with the people. While the people are happy, we have to be patient."

"Yes, as long as the honeymoon of the people and His Highness continues."

Crust stared at Doneva's face, but eventually changed her tone.

"Doneva, do you know about Sir Weid of the Southern Federation?"

"Are you a stone-returned werewolf? I've heard stories from soldiers who took part in the battle against Zaria. It's a scary monster."

Kurst grinned and shook his head.

"No, he was the one who understood it surprisingly. He was the one who put me on the board and recommended me to surrender to the PLA."

"Huh ..."

Doneva's eyes have changed. It is no longer a cheerful middle-aged face. It is the face of Taisho who governs the military base.

"I want to ask you a little more about that story."

Doneva called the servant and ordered a new boiler.