Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 174

I'm in Lolmund right now, with the biggest pinch.

"Mr. Weid Grün Friedenrichter, are you ready next door?"

"I'm Inunso, the second daughter of Baron Maijehara. May I call you Weid?"

"Weid asks you to be good at all aspects of the war, not just martial arts.

There were more than ten aristocratic daughters around me.

Apparently I have a need, but what a use for the Mirardia redneck.

"How did you get to know Mr. Weid and Mr. Eleora?"

"No, Kivoch-sama. That's ..."

"Yes, ufufu"

Daughters laughing giggle at their faces.

Even though she is a venerable noble lady, she is just a teenage girl. Though sophisticated, she feels innocent like a high school girl in the past.

I've been with the elderly people who have been around for a hundred years, so I can't rest. This is shy.

I want to get back, but my beloved kite is hanging out in a group from another daughter.

Are there six people? Good luck, stop me, my deputy.

I'll do something here.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a little tired of the duel."

"Well, not that. Let's call our family doctor."

I do not need it.

If you really get tired, it's faster to cure by magic.

Oh, I was troubled.

Then, from the other side of the garden, a young lower aristocrat walked.

He catches a daughter who greets him and whispers in a whisper. The surrounding voice is too noisy to hear.

The daughter turned her face red and watched her children.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Weid.

"I'm sorry for your tiredness. Please enjoy yourself slowly."

What is enjoyment?

Just as half of the daughters run away, the other half are untrained and leave before me.

All that remains is a young man smiling with a smile.

What kind of magic did you use?

"Nice to meet you. I'm Marquis Recoma Hinocentius Wikran."

I heard the name somehow.

Oh, right? I'm going to duel today.

I completely forgot that Prince Warroy had arrived.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Lord Recoma. Let's get ready for the duel immediately."

"No, it's not as good as it was.

Purpose?

"I was alone with you and wanted to talk."

I wonder, but I recommend him a chair.

As he sat down on the chair, I decided to answer that question.

"How did you get rid of those girls?"

"It's easy, until Lord Weid taught that he was a severe male lover."

Wait.

I'll appeal now.

I figured out how to kill Sir Rechonja socially, but he immediately waved his hand and laughed.

"Even if you don't worry, men's color is a noble taste. I also like it."

Stopped legal measures.

Let's physically kill it.

"Ah, don't worry, Lord Vite doesn't like that much. I prefer that deputy."

Kite, you're being targeted by your nobleman.

Sir Rechonja laughs more and more happily.

"That's a joke,"

Wait, how far was it a joke?

If you don't tell me that, I don't feel like talking to you slowly.

But Lord Rechomya speaks arbitrarily.

"Does Helleola intend to expand his faction?"

Factions?

Eloora's supporters in Lolmund are researchers at Imperial University, military technicians, and lords around her parents' house in East Lolmund.

It's bad to say, but it's not likely to help in the political struggle.

Even the lords of East Lorumund are emerging aristocrats who gained territory at the end of the Unification War.

East Lolmund was the last fierce battleground in the Unification War, and all the people who get it are emerging nobles.

It is treated as a newcomer in the court, disdained by the consuls, jealous from the palaces, and seems to be treated poorly.

Sir Rechonjah sighs small with his arms folded.

"If I get a territory, I don't care if I'm not in West Rolmund, I can go east or north."

I want to try him and ask:

"Is it even in the south?"

Then Sir Rechomya smiled with a carefree smile.

"Yes, that's not bad. Can you give me a territory, Lord Vaid?"

"I can't decide if I'm alone"

That said, I parryed a little, but it's quite interesting.

Speaking whether Lord Recoma felt responsive in the conversation with me.

"I'm now believed to be a faction of His Highness like any other palace."

"actually?"

"I'm certainly a follower of His Highness Ashley, but there's a lot of waiting duchess there.

Rolmund has vast land, but most are uncultivated. When the peasants are sent and plowed, they will be destroyed by famine within a few years.

Speaking of land where a decent harvest can be expected, the nobles have already been given as much as they can.

It is said that the territory will not be awarded unless a nobleman is lost or disconnected.

That's why I'm in trouble with Miraludia.

Lord Recoma continues:

"Hashley intends to develop agricultural techniques and increase arable land, but this kind of attempt is usually a series of trial and error. I do not know how many years it will take."

He sighed.

"But when we arrived at the Dniesks, they were a faction of the lords of northern Lorumund. Where I, the patron of the palace, would not be treated decently."

"So, as a third option, are you looking at His Highness Elleora?"

"Yes, that's right, and in the Dniesk school, a man like Count Shumenivsky prevailed."

Oh, fresh blood count?

Lord Recoma laughs.

"Some people lift such a cruel and arrogant man as 'a man with the aristocracy' or 'man in a man.'

In this world, the price of life is cheap, but Rolmund is especially terrible.

Apparently, Sir Recomija has a decent sensitivity.

The danger of making him a friend is that you will betrayed and become a double spy with the Ashleys.

Prince Ashley didn't seem so dangerous, so he shouldn't have to be too alert.

I decided to recruit him.

If you invite from here, you will be happy as Sir Rechonja.

"Sir Rechonjah, would you like to swear allegiance to Her Majesty Elleora? I hope I could become the ruler of Milardia?"

"Are you sure, trust me for the first time?"

"Because it is up to Herrera to decide whether to trust me."

I actually decide.

Sir Rechomya bows with a smile.

"Thank you. Let's share information about the court in the future as proof of your loyalty to His Highness."

"That's good. Your Highness Eleoura is a rewarding partner. Please don't worry."

Elleora is not very good at increasing the number of people she can trust, but those who do have the righteousness to never give up.

The rewards are certain.

Because she is an emperor.