Santairiku Eiyuuki

After the battle, the Lemurian army marched further south for three days to occupy the state capital of Arsinia.

Sometimes the defeat of the Royal Fars Army had already been conveyed, and the city opened its castle gate against Erkühl with no resistance.

As a result, Elquille was able to enter the city intact.

Upon entering the castle, Erkühl once again paid the soldiers a penny after forbidding them to loot or rape strongly.

The soldiers, who received a temporary bonus, rolled out to the city with joy and courage to be the city's whorehouse, a souvenir for their families in their hometown, and a delicious meal that had not been eaten properly in a long time.

It should be noted that this money did not come out of Elquille's purse.

It is gold removed from the vault of the governor's office in the state capital of Arsinia.

Well, now that it's Elkür's thing, it's out of Elkür's purse, so I can't say.

And while the soldiers were playing, Elquille ordered the city's powerful men and merchants to gather as much fresh food, and as much firewood as they could.

Wherever possible, to feed the soldiers a fresh and warm meal.

He also consumed less of the food he was bringing in - specifically about five days - to make up for what he had been unable to cover by local procurement in previous marches, so he scratched a new four-day amount of food and put it in a heavy unit carriage.

And then...

"But what do we do after this... hey? Carolina, are you listening?

"Ugh... yes, not now..."

Elquille and Carolina were on top of each other, half naked, on bedding.

In contrast to the clear facial elqueur, Carolina blushes, sweats on her white complexion and breathes constantly.

"... a little more, add or subtract. He's dead..."

"Sorry... it's been a while, I forgot to add or subtract a little"

That (...) of Erkühl, who lived in abstinence for more than a week, was an awesome thing.

What? What?

I'll leave that to your imagination.

"By the way... which was better with me?

"... Which one?

"Um, she's a whore."

"Oh, Lunarier? Whatever, you. There's no comparison."

When they asked me these questions, I didn't hesitate to say, "You're the best!" You are right to answer that.

If you get lost at all, you hate me.

You are right to say, by analogy, that even lies are the best.

By the way, Elquille is more of an omnivore, so women's preferences change in the mood of the day.

In that sense, it is never a lie to say, "(today, at this time) you are the best".

"... is that right, then good"

Carolina gives a satisfied look, as she was convinced.

Regardless, Carolina also has a long relationship with Erkühl, so she naturally understands the possibility that Erkühl would be lying if she asked such a question.

but I don't know if it's true or false unless I try cracking Elkür's brain miso.

Then it is cleverness that receives the word out of Elquille's mouth as true.

"So, what do we do? What's that?

"Yeah, I didn't dare send a messenger of harmony to Yazde Guild in the capital of the Kingdom of Fars. I'm worried you'll make it to the negotiating table."

"That's all you've lost, isn't it? I don't think we have the option of not reconciling..."

"Admitting the loss would make his succession to the throne impossible. That's all, because I don't know what reprimand my father's gonna give me."

Worst case scenario, my neck could physically dance to the universe.

At least it would be obvious that I'm sorry about the butt pen.

"Well, be it harmonious or continue the war... you can't stay here forever. It's only a matter of time before we eat all the food around here."

An army is like a roaming fish, and when it stops, it dies.

You have to keep eating, always walking.

Besides... we have to attack before we can allow the enemy to fight back.

"Well...... the yazde guild does not respond to harmony. If that's the case, you just have to make sure you want to."

The next day, Erkühl was visiting one man.

The man Erkühr shot through with an arrow from behind...... it is Coward.

"How's it going? Lord Coward."

"This is... His Majesty the Emperor of Lemuria. Thank you......"

Coward, with a complex face, welcomed Elquille.

A hateful opponent who broke himself and shot through with an arrow from behind.

But he treated me, he's also a benefactor, and most importantly, I have to pay tribute to generals like Erkühl.

seemed to be pinched by the conflicting feeling that

"Actually, Lord Coward, I have one suggestion for you"

"... suggestion, is it?

"Won't you be one of my men?

That's what Elquille said, reaching out to Coward.

Coward is taken aback.

"... I'm a holy fire man, right?

"That's why it doesn't change that you're a good general. I value you very much. I want you to be my man and fight with me.... you wouldn't have a place in the Farse kingdom like this, would you?

To Elquille's suggestion, Coward broke his face.

"… it is an honor for a monarch like you to admire me highly"

"So..."

"But my master is only one, Sasan VIII."

Coward stared straight at Elquille and ran out of words.

"They could kill you, huh?

"I want my country killed at the hands of my lord, as long as I betray him."

Unlost, Erkühl took a deep sigh when he heard Coward's answer.

"Too bad, that's... well, that would be good. It's up to the ransom and the peace negotiations, either to let you go or not.... offer me whenever you change your mind"

"Don't worry"

Coward, from the top of his bet, gave a toast to Elquille.

Elquille flaunted her shoulders before walking away from the spot.

After a five-day stay in the city, Erkühl continued to march along the Dajra River for about ten days.

There are about two reasons why Elquille is marching along the river.

The first reason is that the river Dajra is a barn zone in the kingdom of Fars.

Around the Dajra River is the birthplace of farming civilization and also the place where many ancient civilizations were once erected.

For this reason the land is very fat and rich in food.

I mean, I don't have any trouble with food.

The second reason is that water transport on the Dajra River can be used.

Around the Great River, like the Dajra River, there was plenty of river-based water transport.

In the form of taking over the system, we can transport a lot of food and rice.

The burden on the barracks becomes quite light.

Well, that was for the barracks.

"No, it's good to have a good meal these days."

Elquille sticks a firm loaf of bread in the soup where the cheese melts, softens it and transports it to her mouth.

It's much poorer than what Elquille usually eats in the palace...

It was a pretty good quality thing in my diet here for a while.

"... I'm sad that I find this delicious"

"It's patience until the war is over. Be patient."

Elquille mourns the disgruntled face Lunarier.

The Lemurian army is the same dietary content from one soldier to an officer, officer, emperor, or princess of another country.

"Steadiness of bread, can't you handle it? Sire."

"I won't struggle if it does"

Tough bread, roughly Japanese would probably think of bread like French bread...

That is' soft 'bread by this world standard.

I say in Antarctica you can hit nails with bananas, but in the armies of this world you can hit nails with bread.

In the Lemurian army, it is currently in progress and is developing 'soft' sturdy bread about the size of Japanese dry bread.

If you come up with a manufacturing method, please contact the Lemurian army.

When he manages to soften the strong bread, chew it and swallow it, Elkür reaches for the dried dates.

It is dried nutmeyer fruit and processed into dried fruit.

Around here, it is used as a preserved food to flourish.

"I knew the dried fruit was delicious... yeah, let's make this the spindle of military food (lation)"

Thanks to a long expedition, Erkühl has learned a few things.

First and foremost is the need for specialized heavy units.

It is impossible to procure food from home countries and transport pistons…

I still thought it was necessary to some extent to have a force specialised in scratching food on the ground.

Especially strong in numbers, Erkühl wanted a subordinate who could calculate the rest of the food.

Nothing. If Elquille works' very hard 'even as things stand, she can't even manage to calculate it.

but Elquille is someone who doesn't want to work 'very hard'.

Secondly, the development of military food (ration).

It's good that I made cans. but the problem is that its cans are heavy and tense and can't rely on it alone.

By the way, among the meals Elquille has eaten so far, considering portability and preservativeness, nutrition, calories, flavors, etc., ranking…

Number six: Bottled...... cracked, heavy and worst.

Fifth place: Canning...... still heavy.

Fourth place: dried meat...... shoppy, tough.

Third place: Steady bread... too strong

Second place: cheese...... overnourished, not rotten, flavor is there too.

Number one: dried fruit...... delicious, nutritious, not rotten.

be.

With that in mind, Elquille is talking to Renalier...

"Your Majesty!! Excuse me while we eat!! A messenger is coming from the Farth Kingdom!!

"Okay. Tell him to wait till after dinner."

That's what Elquille answers and concentrates on her meal again.

Renalier asks.

"Is it good?

"It's that way to cry and apologize. I don't have to rush."

"... but maybe you refuse to reconcile?

In response to that kind of Renalier question, Elquille answers by shaking her neck to the side.

"I don't think so."

"... why?

"Well..."

Erkühr grinned niggardly.

"Because I don't want to be sitting in an army marching through the Mesian scriptures for long periods of time."

Renalier stares at Erkühl with his jitty eyes.

Besides, Erkühl answered with pleasure.

"If you get hit, you do something you don't like. That's war."

Then after finishing his meal, Erqueur allowed the messenger to see.

As Erkühl expected, the kingdom of Fars accepted harmony.