Sevens

That was what happened at Wang Du's coffee shop.

I was about to have a holiday, and I followed Clara out.

I followed her to buy a book, and it was noon touring the Wang Capital bookstore looking for a book Clara had not yet read.

As always, we were supposed to spend lunch laughing bitterly at Clara, who was obsessed with the book and forgot about the meal.

Finish your meal and have a cup of tea What I had in my hand was a book that Clara bought.

The title reads [The Miracle of Remrant] and it says about the war in which the third generation made the Walt family's name known all over the country.

I'm reading it...

(None)

I had subtle feelings.

In the Bansaim miracle, the third generation, [Slay Walt], was the Associate Baron.

In the book, he speaks to the king.

In this era, Bansaim has vastly expanded its territory by defeating a country called Lemrant.

It had challenged the neighbouring countries to war, but lacked decision making.

He continued his small victory, plainly stretching his victory over his territory.

But this kingdom of Remrant was a great power, and Bansaim was struggling.

The third generation became famous because they sacrificed themselves for victory in an unbeatable battle -.

'Your Majesty! You must not separate armies here. If the opponent makes a single breakthrough, this one is a small number! The main unit is thin!

The king.

'I know, Slay. But if we don't slap them here, the future of Bansaim won't open. If we don't win big here against the enemies who are going to wage war, we're going to lose. There's no other way out here but to make a big bet!

The third generation.

'Your Majesty... I understand. This Slay Walt will serve you everywhere'

Bansaim's army, which tried to divide and besiege the army to beat it in numbers, is in a breakthrough of enemies and the main force becomes dangerous.

The third generation.

"Your Majesty, run away!

The king.

Can you do that? Hold my sword! They intercept me here!

Third generation......

'What are you saying! Your Majesty is the one you need for your upcoming bansaim. Leave everything to this slay. I will definitely buy you some time to retreat.'

That being said, he is letting all the soldiers the third generation has brought in storm and Banseim is buying time to rebuild and siege the enemy again for victory.

The king who took over the general of the enemy.

'This victory... I didn't get it without a slay. He is the righteous general of Bansaim!

It says something like...

The third generation, who saw that through me, said it in a low voice.

'... what is this? It sucks. Who is it, the guy who wrote all this crap like it was the truth? I'm not stupid.'

It was quite frustrating.

Clara is looking at me after reading the book.

"How was it? From the Walt family's point of view, is that book true?

When visited, the third generation says.

'Lyell, you tell Clara this is too harsh. I mean, if this is the official Bansaim announcement, I'm allowed to beat that incompetence up. "

Fifth generation says.

'Anything different? Whatever the dialogue is, it's true you bought time to retreat and contribute to the victory'

The third generation screaming.

'Not at all! I will never forgive that son of a bitch!' Cause I'm the one who took over the enemy general. '

Fourth generation says.

'Eh, that's my first ear...'

The third generation.

"That incompetent bastard ooh!!"

(It's unusual for a third generation to be in such a bad mood)

I told Clara my honest feelings.

"… the content is too different from the facts"

"Is it not? Then I'd be happy to tell you the facts that will be passed on to the Walt family. Because most books have the same content."

To Clara's words, the third generation strains.

'Tell him, Lyell! Now is the time to tell the truth!

(No, I don't know anything more than what the book says either!

When I roll the treasure ball at my fingertips to show my rejection, the third generation.

"Why? Oooh!!"

He seemed very dissatisfied.

"I don't know the details, either. I'll try to remember a little bit. I need some time, I guess."

When I said it with a bitter laugh, Clara was nodding.

"Only the offspring will know, and there may be some incorrect content. Looking forward to it."

Clara, who looks really happy, takes the book placed on the table.

Looks like he's going to read all the books loaded up in the coffee shop.

I'll go to the clerk.

"Excuse me. Tea for two."

It's bad not to ask for anything, so I ordered a drink.

(Well, this isn't a bad idea. more meaningful than yesterday's gambling)

That's what I thought, and I borrowed Clara's book to read too.

Midnight.

Trying to sleep forced me into the treasure ball was the third generation still unhappy about the day.

I say.

"No, you don't have to do anything so far"

Then.

'I don't like it! I absolutely hate it when people think I'm dead or something for him! I'm going to show you the reality now, so that Lyell will definitely remember!

You didn't quite like it, the third generation, which was warm, is frustrating.

The fourth generation, who was in the treasure ball, was also a little frightened.

'Well, if you're feeling better. I don't really want to see it.'

The fourth generation seems to have complex emotions.

Either way, I was a baron, and he helped me a lot, because I hated the third generation, Your Majesty.

Guided by the third generation, me and the fourth enter the third generation room.

The Walt family mansion, which became the Associate Baron's, had grown wider than it had been in the second generation.

Furniture and decorations were also more luxurious, but there were not many whether the third generation was indifferent.

Fourth generation says.

"I miss you."

The third generation, with a little frustration.

"You've helped me," he said. Basically, the associate baron family was better off. I have quite a bit of freedom, like being a baron and taking care of my surroundings... because it's just a real hassle!

The third generation didn't seem to be happy that the Walt family became the Baron's.

A servant is smiling and working as he walks inside the mansion.

I...

"When I was a first generation, or even a second generation... you're like a servant or a family member"

Then the third generation says:

"You took widows and children without parents from the village and made them work in the mansion. I don't like being tough, but when the guests arrive, you just have to be serious. '

Fourth generation says.

"When I was in the Mansion, except for the well-educated... then you even scolded me"

Leaving the mansion, I saw the city as I went outside.

The market is open and vibrant.

The hard work of the first and second generations came to fruition here.

That's how walking through the city turns the surrounding sights into battlefields.

The third generation is giving instructions on the horse.

"Keep your enemies at bay! You don't have to win. Don't nail it and make them head for reinforcements!

He gave instructions not to be motivated, and appeared to be a third generation wearing martial arts.

The second-generation trained inhabitants are fighting as instructed by the third-generation.

The knights around the third generation are also brilliant.

The third generation tells us on foot, watching how it goes.

'After that incompetence came to power, I sold my fights to the surrounding countries. It's a lie to be attacked. The Bansaim was so big that even the opponents had to compete with the Lords of the Border. "

That's how the scene looked like a military conference in a big tent.

The king, who shortened his habitual red hair, sat in a large chair in a mundane manner at the military council.

The third generation says, staring at the young man.

"... this incompetence, when he came to power, wanted to keep his name in history, and for that reason he repeated the war. The reward is to plunder it, give it away... that's what he said."

says the king.

"We're going to have a big victory here, and we're going to eat this Remrant who said barbaric to me! numerous victories, but this will be the biggest battle '

It was a war when both sides prepared 10,000 units of troops.

The military council had a third generation standing at the side of the baron who was putting the region together at the time.

The king.

"Divide the army into five parts. This unit thinks it's too thin to surround and beat the enemies that have penetrated. If we make a huge victory here and sharpen the power of our enemies, we'll just ravage Remrant and more! The reward stays to be desired!

That being said, the assembled nobles had various expressions on their faces.

He who cries out with great joy.

The faceless.

Someone with a disgusting look on his face.

The third generation explains it.

'Take the soldiers out of the territory and let them fight and the soldiers will die. It is a people. It's a problem if there's too many of them, but there was a shortage of manpower everywhere after the battle. I dropped off dozens of dead soldiers, too. "

The third generation, with nearly a hundred soldiers, seemed to have been a sender.

The baron seemed to be counting on it, asking for his opinion.

"Slay, can you win?

'... you're floating. If they target the main formation with a single breakthrough, we're done. Besides, the fighting continues and the soldiers are less skilled. Some Lords can't get their gear together satisfactorily.'

Hearing the third generation's opinion, which he decides will fail, the Baron says.

'Your Majesty. It is dangerous to make the main force too thin. If there is anything in His Majesty's body, Bansaim is...'

Then the king laughs.

"Hahaha, to that extent of people, huh? You think you're gonna lose, Baron?

That's what they say, and when the surrounding gaze gathers, the baron is powerless.

"No, that's not true."

When the battle began that way, the main unit was in a hurry.

When a bloody decree comes to the headquarters...

"And even if enemies are surrounded, they are in a straight line for the main formation..."

"Then, silly!

Rising from a lavish chair, the king confirms time and again in his decree.

He said, "You're surrounded, but you're straight ahead! Why! In my opinion, enemies lose their will to fight... '

The surrounding area is also in turmoil and should be withdrawn immediately.

But there is an argument that the enemy is approaching right there, etc.

The scariest thing on the battlefield is the retreat battle.

Chase and attack fleeing enemies.

Soldiers and knights who show their backs and are irresistible are easily taken over.

Then the third generation sighed and went out before the king.

"Hey."

"Oh, my God, you!

'It's Slay Walt from the Associate Baron's house... so give me some instructions. This happened to you because of your mistake?

It's disrespectful to the king!

There were few nobles like that.

And he points his gaze at the king like he blamed his surroundings as well.

"Who do you think I am..."

The third generation was beaten to death by a king who squeezed out his voice that way.

(Oh, I used my skills plain)

Beaten with the power of boosting with his first generation of skills, the king was in tears. It leads to a luxurious chair and holds his cheek.

The third generation at the time.

"You know what? Who swore allegiance to you? I swore allegiance to that chair you were sitting in. I swore allegiance to an authoritative king, but I don't recall swearing it to you personally. Besides, there's as much money in your place as there is."

The nobles were pulling out their swords.

'Hih!' and when the king leaks his voice, the nobles who support the king also pull out their swords. But they were a minority.

The third generation controlled it by hand.

"The Walt family will serve his lord. There are only a few dozen of them, but I'll buy you some time to show them. Baron, I beg your pardon."

Then the baron was nodding.

"I know."

And the third generation says as they look down on the king.

'I am following you because I need the authority you have inherited. If you lose to Remrant, Bansaim will be ravaged as it is... okay, I will not risk my life for you. I'm risking my life for my territory. I wonder if you understand the area, the incompetent king. "

With that said, the third generation left the tent.

When the tent stains gray, I say.

"... often, the Walt family was not crushed"

The fourth generation shares the same opinion.

'Absolutely. Besides, the Walt family was taken care of?

The third generation says it like it's boring.

'Cause you threatened me. Besides, if you do anything to my territory, I think the Lords' nobility has rebelled... and this guy who broke my confidence here has become an easy king to handle for both the Lords' nobility and the court nobility. Besides, after we beat Remrant, we had to attack from here. It must have been a hassle to exchange kings. Aren't you lucky you didn't die suspiciously?

If the opponent did not rule before restoring his national power, it seemed to be Bansaim at the time that he decided it was at stake.

Third generation says.

'There's no justice. Just how many people do you think died to this guy's self-satisfaction? Oh, finally.'

Couscous laughed and the third generation explained it to me.

'I was trying to hint at the spirit with my skills and have nightmares when I tried to get my hands on the Walt family!

This guy is terrible.

I thought so, but I was too harsh around to know what to say.

The third generation makes a serious face.

'It was already the limit. It is the royal palace aristocrats who are motivated and want to gain territory and become aristocrats. Besides, they've been crushing us lords and nobles. "

The third generation said with a dark grin that the king was likely to die suddenly.

When I think of Sole, the king at the time may have survived thanks to a third generation who beat him up.

The scene changed and the surroundings reflected the Walt family formation.

The third generation is at its usual pace.

'We will plunge into an enemy that will storm us. Who Wants to Die'

I thought no one would participate in such words, but one magnificent soldier came forward.

I've seen the man's face before.

"The inhabitants who were complaining in the second generation?

The magnificent man, says the third generation.

'... has annoyed my predecessors. I don't think I'm going to repay you, but I'm going to offer you my boy's offering.'

Third generation says.

'Boy, you didn't fix your call till the end. Ma, okay...... if we lose here, Bansaim will turn to the guard and be scraped out of the perimeter. Since we've been scattered, we'll be plundered, and women and children will be what'

Then one more came forward.

He was a young knight.

"Oh, me too!

Then the third generation smiled and beat the knight to pieces.

'I'm sorry! Young children are not allowed. Younger than me, you'll do your best from now on. You can't even just get married. If you're single or your kids can be alone... you'll die if you join them.'

Then the soldiers step forward.

All of them are from the late thirties to the mid-forties.

Nearly forty people.

'Yeah, let's go then. Say hello to you later. "

The third generation on horseback with a light feel lets the young soldiers' weapons pass to the soldiers who storm. When I let him check his gear, he ran the horse straight.

The footage goes gray there and time stops.

Fourth generation says.

"... that's a lot worse"

The third generation says.

'It's terrible. That's why I hate that incompetence. I didn't want to die on the battlefield, and I wanted to go home alive. But... if we lose here, we'll be ravaged. They're terrible people from the enemy. He said, "I don't like losing."

The third generation says, looking at the gray sky.

"There really is no war."