Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 181 (Dniesk's Game Record)

After the exotic youth leave, I open my mouth.

"Good luck"

The cover of the warrior's cover opens silently, and Barnaq comes out.

He was even called a sword saint and smiled slightly.

"I also seem to have diminished, you"

"That's not it. He's away from humans."

I know Barnark's skills as an assassin best.

This person is not just a swordsman. An assassin who is so skilled that he can even fool the nose of a hound.

The other escorts also came out with a faint sound, but they all expressed a fearful expression. Morale is significantly reduced.

It is a souvenir.

I beckoned them and said as calmly as possible.

"That's Milardia's premier general, Lord Vight, who killed four hundred. Perhaps it was his ability to conquer Milardia."

With such great valor, the merit and publicity must be enormous.

"The swordsmen of Barnaque, I can't sleep without you, because if you could beat that Lord Sir Weid, you're the only one."

Taking my intentions, Barnaq also tells his disciples.

"You have the qualities I have chosen, have endured my rigorous discipline, and have made many achievements in the past. Take pride."

Perhaps glad he was praised by the master and his teacher, they finally showed a slightly calm look.

I look to them.

"I'm glad that I did my job without fear of that fierce. I'm fine today, go to the banquet."

"Hah!"

The escorts when saluted always had a dignified smile.

I am alone with Barnaq and sit back on the chair.

"Even the SSTF might be as little as a baby to Lord Vaid. Killing four hundred people is no longer a rumor."

"Yes."

"Don't you remember the hunting of the large deer in the frozen season, Barnak? I was chased by an assassin with a hound."

Then Tadaomi relaxed his grueling expression and smiled.

"I miss you, because you and I alone have defeated twelve thugs."

"I cut two people, and the rest are you. I'm a barnark with ten cuts."

"Now I have eight slashes at the moment. The other four must be slashed before you."

"Don't say nothing"

I and Barnaq laugh at each other.

They are both older.

I get serious and ask Barnark.

"Do you think that Weid Lord was a werewolf, as Shumenivsky said?"

"Yes, I just think so. No matter how hard you train, you can't reach that height."

It was an immediate answer.

But I shake my head against it.

"If it's just heroism, it seems like a werewolf.

"What is it, you?"

"It's political power, Kensei"

I pulled out a thick bundle of documents from the drawer. A report summarizing the information my spies have gathered.

"Wolves are human in shape, but they're demons in nature. I'm not good at negotiating with humans. If he were a wolf, I'd love to explain his achievements in Miradia and Rolmund."

"So what do you think of his identity?"

I'm a little lost, but I'm confidant and I'll tell him.

"... Are you a hero?"

Barnaq looked surprised, but no wonder.

The legendary "brave" who has equal power to God. In Rolmund's long history, its last appearance was before the empire was formed.

I don't really believe it, but I can explain if Lord Weid is a "hero".

I smiled at Barnaq.

"What a possibility, just in Rolmund, but there are examples like drowlite."

"A mastermind of the Great Escape, a legendary slave swordsman?"

Draulite's mastery of swordsmanship is Sasimael's style, that is, he shares the same gate with Barnaq.

"There was actually a strong man who defeated 10,000 of the Senate's pursuit corps in Rolmund by a single horse.

"... but it is"

I have reports that Lord Weid has defeated another "brave". Not very credible, but seems to be widely believed in Miraludia.

"At least, it's true that he has caused moderate upheaval in Rolmund and has attracted everyone's attention. The court has been talked about by a duel-loving young General of Milardia."

"Yes, he has a flower."

"Eleora's reputation has never been higher because she has completed her southern expedition, and she has subordinated her to her.

"No way ..."

Barnaq looked anxious, but I shook my head.

"As long as Sir Weid, unscrupulous tricks will lead to our destruction. No tricks are allowed here. We intend to keep everyone dead."

"That's okay. If I could meet him on the battlefield, I would have to be prepared to live and return."

It is unusual for Barnaq, who has never changed his face in any shrine, to be nervous.

"But, before you, I'm sorry to ask such a question, but how did Her Highness bring that lord in control?"

"If there is only a method, there are many."

I answer Barnak's questions, pulling out a bunch of reports.

"No matter how strong Lord Weid is, it does not prevent all of Rolmund's forces from invading Milardia. Similarly, he cannot destroy Rolmund alone."

There is a limit to individual valor. Especially if the things to protect are big.

It is not impossible to negotiate if we can flick Rolmund's military and economic strength.

However, I don't think Eleora could do that kind of bargain.

"The problem is whether Eleora has put on his collar well. Anything that just works as Eleora's hand, but if the collar is off ..."

"What happens, you?"

"The empire may be destroyed"

"No way ..."

Yeah, no way.

But there is no country that will not die. The Senate and the Duchy of North Rolmund are gone.

At that time, the door was knocked and my eldest son, Ivan, came in.

The complexion is not very good.

"father"

"What happened to Ivan, a seizure?"

"No, that's okay today. Rather, Eleanor and Lord Weid ..."

The eldest son, Ivan, is worried.

I tried to care for my child with caution, but that may have raised her a little more delicately.

I ask my son as calmly as possible to calm him down.

"What happened?"

"Eleora seems to have changed and is now actively trying to build a network, where Lord Weid flickers the territory of Milardia ..."

"It's stupid."

If Milaldia becomes a state, only the emperor can distribute it to vassals.

If his brother dies, the next emperor will be his nephew Ashley, but that child is a little too likable. With the help of Lord Weid or Eleora, he would leave the nominated person to the lord.

And above all, people only believe in what they want to believe.

"Is it a small hope that you might get a foreign territory? You can't get a territory forever."

I tweet and think a bit.

"But it's true that their hearts are shaking. We'll have to take action someday."

Ivan rushes and opens his mouth.

"Then, let's arrange for his father and his subordinates."

"Wait, Ivan. Don't just go out to Eleanor and Lord Vaid."

"Why, Father? I'm not trying to assassinate anything, just a warning ..."

A stupid scheme. It will only have the opposite effect. It just adds one more warden of Lord Vight.

If you do poorly, it may be used to make the impression of the Dniesk school worse.

"When the dog barks at the ice tiger, it's over and killed. I'm just watching now. It's not too late since Ashley succeeded the throne."

"Then Rolmund's folks ...!"

"I should have told that story before. I'm not ready. Wait for a while."

He was silent for a while, but then bowed.

"... Yes, my father."

"I'll discuss that very soon, for my clan and for everyone in Northern Lorumund."

Apparently, for the time being, she is not going to be a retreat for her grandchildren.

I stand up and look out of the window. It is quiet on an autumn night, but you can see cool air flowing through the window glass. Winter is near.

I mutter to tell myself and my son.

"'Cold waves' are coming, Ivan. And there's a terrible 'cold waves' like never before."