Episode 242

I and Eleora then decided to strengthen the security of the Imperial City.

Elleora has been steadily promoted within the Imperial Army, and has been appointed Imperial Army Commander-in-chief with the throne of Ashley. This is the top of the magical soldiers.

"Magic soldiers are strong in urban warfare. Let's keep my command in the name of maintaining the security of the imperial capital."

"Then we wolf squads are dedicated to espionage, because the opponents are also using wolf, so we can't fight without them."

Although we were nervous like this, most of the Lorumund nobles were worried about Princess Dillier's marriage.

"Do they think that there should be no violence such as assassination of the emperor?"

Parker murmurs at a meeting gathering Elereora.

Bolsh nodded.

"That's right. If the assassination was successful, the succession of the throne should not be taken over. Probably a civil war."

Elleora, his sister Sophie, and distant nobles.

There are still many who have the right to inherit the throne.

Bolsh continued.

"With the power of the Duke of Bolshevik, we cannot prevent or repress civil war. The lords around him are all his enemies, and we can't be stupid."

The Lorumund nobles do so and do not expect the Bolsheviks to assassinate the emperor.

But Mao whispered while checking the ore sample.

"But if he becomes a pagan, the story will be different. For him, the empire is itself a Territory."

Natalia, a daughter of Priest Huiyang, makes a troubled look.

"Well ... well, yes, but"

I nodded at the words, picking up the rest of the raisins for winter.

"For those who are not Huiyang, it's hard to know what the empire is. It's no wonder that civil war spreads throughout the country and the empire can be destroyed."

The worst thing about this is that it could be a ruleless cruel fight.

Before fighting, you need to think about how to end it.

Otherwise, the gory confusion will only last decades.

However, I can only watch out because I can not read the way out of the opponent yet.

"Lykko, how about remodeling a magic gun?"

"The wolf squad is over, we've got a ledger."

Lycco, who was eating raisins on Natalia's lap, laid her ledger on the table.

"All the guns were numbered consecutively. The ledger has all the blueprints, specifications, and detailed precautions. A copy of the ledger was handed over to Jerilik.

"Oh, that doesn't help. Thank you."

"Hey, it's good."

Rykko that scratches your ears and grins.

"But I didn't think I would upgrade the guns of Rolmund soldiers. Is it okay? This is a technology of the Demon Army?"

I shrug my shoulders.

"I don't mind. They are allies."

The magical crests, or magic circuits, made by Rykko are distorted by their own transfer magic and are intertwined intricately. Unless you are a very high metastasis surgeon, you can't even imitate or even analyze.

Eleora is a master of destruction magic, so she can't.

Non-standard craftsmanship is also an unexpected advantage.

We often hold meetings like this to exchange information and consult. After that, it's usually a dinner or tea ceremony.

Thanks to that, everyone seems to be getting close and doing their job well.

At first, I was going to pull it up early, but it was somewhat comfortable.

But, of course, my job is Deputy Deputy Secretary. Duties are first.

In order to make Rolmund convenient for the Demon King's army, we will not allow useless upheaval.

For the time being, it seems that the Bolshevik conspiracy is moving to the Imperial capital, so I decided to put the Werewolf squadron on guard in the Imperial capital.

"How did it change?"

Before sunset, near the north gate of the imperial capital Schwerin. There are several north gates, and this is one of them.

Mary, who opens a stall for travelers here, smiles with a smile.

"That's right. Everyone doesn't always buy bread, because they last a long time and they don't have to cook."

"It is not like that"

I'm hiding a werewolf squad in the city to watch people coming and going from the north.

However, Mary, a miscellaneous merchant, has begun full-scale business and does not seem to be doing much monitoring.

It's nice that I'm not suspicious at all, but this is the end.

But Monza, who's helping out, will tell you.

"Recently, the number of pilgrims from the north has suddenly increased."

"Who was saying?"

"Guards at the castle gate"

Then you can trust.

Pilgrims are heavily protected regardless of their status, and many people have pretended to be pilgrims in Rolmund since ancient times.

Emperor's spy watching local lords, and bandits specializing in raiding pilgrims. Drowlite, a hero known as a fugitive slave, has also escaped as a pilgrim in a group. It's a classic method.

However, due to the law "Do not disturb pilgrims' journeys," their screening is weak.

There are a lot of people, and there are times when I can't always check.

"... a pilgrimage?"

I flipped my cloak and walked to the guard preparing to close. Like anywhere, the gate closes at sunset.

The guards who saw the foreign aristocracy salute properly while having a rare expression.

"Hello, this is His Excellency!

Because it is a strange name given by the enemy.

It's good though.

I respond lightly and ask them questions.

"Did you have any trouble? Is there anything wrong?"

"Huh! There's nothing wrong!"

The answers were all crisp and very good.

I was impressed and bought a bottle of wine from Mary's stall.

"The situation in the north is still unpredictable. It's a daunting task, but relax after closing."

"No, no, I don't want to get something like this ..."

Despite the acknowledgment of the Lorumundes who are loyal to their duties, the guards' eyes are nailed to the wine jar.

"With Her Majesty Ashley's throne, security of the Imperial City becomes even more important. It's a modest encouragement from me to have a hard day today."

"Haha! Thank you very much!"

It is a gift from a foreign aristocrat. I guess it was bad to refuse too much.

While reluctant, the guards received the jar.

I approach the guards, who seem a little happy, as soon as possible.

"Is there a lot of pilgrims from the north these days?"

"Oh, yes.

A middle-aged guard holding a sake jar smiled intimately. I guess they like alcohol. The outer corner of the eyes is completely lowered.

I asked him again.

"Do you know why there are many pilgrims?"

"Yeah. The pilgrimage was interrupted for a while because of the rebellion, so I came in a rush because of the rebound. And originally, everyone goes on a pilgrimage waiting for the thaw. This time will increase."

So that's it.

First of all, can you explain?

However, the guards leaned slightly.

"Oh, but that's a bit of an anxiety ..."

"what?"

"No, it's not a big deal. We'll guide the pilgrims to the shrine's location, and we'll be contacted by the temple when the temple is full. "

There are several accommodations for pilgrims, and when they are full, they will be contacted to introduce another one.

"However, despite the fact that there are many pilgrims this year, we are not getting as many contacts as we expected.

"got it"

There are many pilgrims and not many tourists at the accommodations.

Only those who know the background know this, but this is quite suspicious.

I did some other chats and broke up with the guards. It's bad to get in the way.

When I returned to Mary's stall, Mao, who had just arrived, was carrying a bag of flour.

"Mary, add four bags of flour. Is this enough?"

"Oh, thank you. The bread sold well, so it was sold out today. I have to bake a bit more for tomorrow."

Apparently, she is going to do business in earnest.

Mary is also a subordinate of me, but it was difficult to order because she was cared for as a child.

For now, Monza is packed here. Monza is trying to get bored as a safeguard, but her eyes are following a flickering crowd. The eyes of a beast searching for prey.

Mao walks to me and talks to sneak.

"When examining the example documents, it came to the record that the current Duke of Bolshevik was transferred from Dniesk with his armor."

"What kind and size?"

"Iron helmets, small shields, daggers and boots ... etc. The most common are iron helmets, and about 20,000 have been transferred."

The content is normal. Probably for light infantry.

The helmet is not just armor, it is an important piece of equipment that has a psychological effect that eases the wearer's anxiety and intimidates the enemy. There is nothing particularly strange.

The problem is number.

Bolshevik's force is 6,000. No need for 20,000 iron helmets.

The story is different if his soldiers have three heads, but the demons do not.

The number of 20,000 cannot be ignored, as spares are not required in large quantities.

Even though Rolmund is a great power, no aristocrat alone has ten thousand soldiers. There are even 3,000 families in East Lorumund, even one of the most influential people, the Kastoniev family.

If the Bolshevik procures 20,000 iron helmets, it is of course suspicious.

So I supposedly asked Dniesk to make a secret arrangement.

I understood his intention.

The Duke of Bolshevik is not assassinating the emperor, but is seeking a coup. She seems to be preparing for a fight with Terukyo.

The problem is the source of the army and the specific strategy.

Some vaguely anticipated, but not sure. It seems better to collect information now.

"Mao, let's go back to Eleora's house. Contact Priest Xanahua immediately."

"understood"

Perhaps the situation is more urgent than we expected.

Me and Mao walked down the darkened city.