Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 173 (Prince Warroy's Game Record)

In the sitting room at Eleora's residence, I was warming up with my cousin Eleora after a long absence.

However, they have to be vigilant about each other.

Fortunately, some of my escorts are Barnaks, famously known as sword sacred.

That escort is the second-ninth ninja magic battalion ... Mirardian women?

A healthy and powerful young woman and a slender woman who do not know what she is thinking. That way, maybe they are both martial arts users.

Oops, there is also a close associate, Natalia 4th. Don't stare at me with a great face as ever ...

It's a bit painful that everyone's steep gaze pierces me, but it looks gorgeous.

Beauty is a national treasure.

I looked away from the board and looked at the scenery outside the window.

In the garden, a man from the example of Milardia is surrounded by young noble daughters.

The successes of the previous battles are nowhere.

Still, why isn't one happy face surrounded by that beautiful woman?

I guess it's not a male-colored house ...

I turn my gaze back to the board and think about how to respond to Eleara's pointed move.

"I'm fine so far, Eleora."

"Yes, cousin."

It is a cute little cousin as usual.

I was like an angel now when I was about four years old .... Doniescu is partly responsible for this twist.

I process Eleora's "Spearmen" with "bowmen". This opens the path for the cavalry.

At first glance, I'm dominant.

"Warroy is better on the military side."

"Oh, but you're planning something behind the scenes?"

Looking at the remaining pieces of Eleora, the civilian type is beautifully preserved. Unexpectedly, they were all in good positions.

Eleora smiles and puts a fast-moving, secretary-type piece in the front line.

"I have nothing to do. I just do my job."

"... Chill, that's not it."

Treat the "Cavalry" taken by Elleora with the "Spearman" placed in preparation for betrayal.

He lost his hand and lost a piece.

Nothing is as scary as your allies.

It's a good game that tells you.

Me and Eleora are chatting leisurely while fighting and fighting on the board.

"Mirardia seems to be a good land?"

"Oh, my cousin will love it, but the way people live and their values are very different."

"There are so many ways to do that. Armed forces and precepts can change humans."

I also proceeded with my “secret” piece, but Eleora dodged well.

Eleora muttered while checking my pieces with a civilian-type, highly controlled "priest" piece.

"I was against the Southern March from the beginning. You seemed different."

Interestingly, only me and my brother were in favor of His Majesty's southern expedition.

My father, Eleora, and Ashley were opposed.

"You'll run out of land someday, but you'll oppose it, but you'll be able to get it done.

"Everyone can't escape the role they've been given." The Mission cannot be the Emperor. I thought so. "

"Is it different now?"

"Come on, I don't know."

While blurring, Eleora turned my "ice tiger" over with the "missing" piece.

It is a large piece that symbolizes the cold of winter and the terrible tactics that use it. It is also the name of a legendary demon.

"I've always been wondering, how do you turn the terrible winter of Rolmund over?"

"Doesn't it indicate that intelligence and reconnaissance are being used to reverse the enemy's tactics? Now, Mr. Walloy, will you just pack it?"

"know"

Ah ... I don't think this will be one of the defenses ... Well, wait, isn't this packed in seven hands?

Eleora looks out the window with a calm expression.

It's a lot different than looking at me.

Outside the window, Sir Weid was sitting on a bench and surrounded by his men.

"I like the" Ice Tiger "piece, Eleora"

"Not a piece"

"Komasa. Even" Emperor "is just a piece that has been given a role."

I laugh while evacuating the "Emperor" piece.

Everyone cannot escape their role. That's exactly what Eleanor says.

"But I know you like it, which is interesting."

"Do you understand, cousin?"

"That's right, I know. I'm the first guy to be so calm, knowing who I am. I have no fear of the imperial family. It feels like something transcendental.

Eleora cleverly moved the civilian pieces and ran my "Emperor" to the edge of the board. Most civilians are slow, but they can make small turns. Clever guys.

On the other hand, these military officers stare far away, and the guard of the "Emperor" is away. Rather, they can't move out of the way.

After thinking about it, I decided to retreat.

"I'm losing. I'm getting stronger, Eleora. I'm a great plotter."

"I'm glad to praise my cousin, but nothing unpredictable happens on the board, because everything you see is everything. There are too many things you can't actually see."

"surely"

The atmosphere of Eleora has changed a lot compared to before the south expedition.

Apparently, he's been struggling with Miraraldia.

"Occasionally come and visit the Dniesk family. Would you assassinate the princess at the prince's own invitation?"

"I know, but it's so uncomfortable. I can't be as stiff as Warroy."

"Are you praising me?"

"I respect my cousin in such a way."

… Are you respecting others?

When he was little, he was so longing for him.

"I'm in my father's life and I'll stay in the Imperial City for a while. What do you do?"

"Tomorrow I will return to East Lorumund, because I have to prepare for wintering.

"in addition?"

Eleora was a little sullen, and her cheeks were only slightly blushed.

"... I'm annoyed if my paternal uncle, or Lord Kastoniev, returns early."

"Buhahahaha!"

"Don't laugh"

I said goodbye to Eleora and went out into the corridor, asking Barnak, who followed me behind.

"What did you think of that guy from Miraraldia?"

"I'm just a swordsman. My eyes are ..."

"I'm fine. Tell me what you felt."

Barnaq responds:

"It's a beautiful Onito."

"Eye?"

"It's important to see what your opponent is doing in a battle of all kinds.

"So much?"

I laugh unintentionally at Barnaq's answer.

"But you're a man with an eye called the god's eye?"

"Well, how long can you keep that ... when you get older, your feet become dull first, then your eyes become dull. Finally, your hands become dull, and as a swordsman, you're retiring."

Barnaq said, sighing small.

"Recently, the steps have been delayed only slightly. I'm probably going downhill as a swordsman."

"Don't tell me lonely. You're my swordsman. Keep me as the strongest teacher ever."

"Thank you for the wasteful words. Younger."

It is valuable to have a strong and reliable person.

No other man is as escort as a betrayal or assassin who can keep secrets.

Barnaq also said:

"And one more thing. Sir Weid's guts were a bit far away. Even during a life-threatening duel, it's unusual to be calm as if relaxing in front of a fireplace."

"Oh, sure, he was nervous. Your life is like someone else.

"I don't know, at least I'm living a far more turbulent life than me."

"Is your life killer in your duel and your life is more turbulent than you've been banished"

I can't imagine a little.

It's an interesting person, but it's a threat as long as Eleora doesn't let go. It's dangerous for the Dniesk family.

However, assassination of a diplomat in Milaldia only detracts from Rolmund's national interests.

My father has said in a whisper that "shallow conspiracy is a source of ruin."

Let's do our best to make a great plan.

If that man could be subordinated to the Dniesk family, we would have access to the hand of the "rich land of the south."

There will be many princes who want to be lords anywhere, and those who are tired of managing the territory in the northern limit.

They can do whatever they want with profit.

In addition, a man named Weid seems to be very capable. He is calm, but he has bravery and courage.

I'll definitely make it myself soon.