Sevens

"I did say that. It would be nice to have someone as convenient as Porter's big guy to sleep with. I told you... let's weigh ourselves in, Damien."

Coalition forces gathered in Rufence one after another.

The place I had prepared was a square with nothing, or a meadow, but now a big city was made. Many tents stood side by side, some of them merchants doing business or one performing arts.

At one corner, there are dozens of large porters created by Damien. It was a special order that uses demon ore for power to carry large quantities of luggage. As far as transport is concerned, it is true that Porter has made it a lot easier.

Damien put an incompatible cane on his small body on both shoulders, looking especially at the big porter as he did his elongation.

"It's not me. No, I helped design it. I worked with the Automatons on the power and the neighborhood, but the originator was Grandpa Latata."

I turned my gaze to Grandpa Latata, who was giving instructions to his disciples with tools. Thumbs up, smiling at me.

"It's a man's romance. A moving fortress or something."

Sure looks good.

- No, I'm not!

"How much did you spend? I mean, I could make something like this in that tight schedule."

Damien doesn't seem interested in my question.

"That's good. He says it's a fortress, but it's actually a moving workshop. Manufacture for the servicing of automatons and for the servicing of armaments. There's just other cannons on it."

I looked up at the little fortress that was moving, and I didn't even notice the soldiers around me looking up at it and opening their mouths.

Damian smiled.

"There's also a room for the Lyells. It's narrow though. Later, the stage can also be prepared to stand out. Like this."

When Damian puts up his cane, the manoeuvring fortress moves out slowly. The stage had certainly risen to prominence in the previous one.

Damian put his wand on his shoulder.

"Aren't they? Lyell's method of warfare is basically defense, so we can create a position immediately. I think this will help."

I looked up at the fortress.

"It helps, or this is demon ore consumption in the first place -"

Grandpa Latata smiled and broke in.

"Listen to me. You see that chimney? That was the power, and I threw the demon stone in there to make it work with the power of steam. It's not profitable, but it's not our money anyway, so I was wondering if I could push it."

"... that payment, isn't it me? I'm not the one who's obliged to make the final payment!?"

Damien and Grandpa Latata lost sight of me. These guys sacrificed me for their own romance. No. These guys are the ones we shouldn't leave on set.

Damian and Grandpa Latata in a fine voice.

"... I've responded well to your request."

"Ugh, um. I responded perfectly. I made something else."

These guys don't get it.

"They're not responding to my requests at all in terms of funding! Oh, my God, I thought it might be a little better, it's this one after all!

Running to my screams are Nos. 1, 2, and 3. He wears more luxurious blue armor than before. The clothes you're wearing are white and you're going to be convinced when they say Valkyrie. The binder also feels more like a wing than before.

Well, the contents are not too much.

"Oh, were you still over funded? Well, I knew it."

He knew. When one said that, both two and three were nodding.

If you know what I mean, tell me.

"You guys, I'll punish you later."

Then, as the three bodies look at me with a spare smile, number one opens their mouths on behalf of me. With a look of joy.

"Punishment! That... I've been waiting for you!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Then Vera walked towards me. Back there are sailors with guns and luggage following.

"Vera? Why are you here?

Vera then points to the manoeuvre fortress.

"Because I'm the investor in the array. I was actually your father, but he was trying to make Lyell owe a lot of money for staying that way, so he dealt with it this way. Besides, this is a land ship, right? Then it's better for us to move it. It's the same thing with power."

With that said, Vera's ship was similarly powered. When you put the demon stone in the furnace, you do that.

"Huh? Are you coming too? No, it's dangerous."

"We're all the same in danger. Besides, I'm used to rough stuff, and I'm an amateur when it comes to manipulation because I'm a tech."

Grandpa Latata nods in his arms.

"Well, you are. But I didn't think your daughter was coming."

Vera sighs.

"I'm not giving it to anyone else. Well, I'd be interested if I thought it was a land ship. I mean, it's a lot bigger."

Vera looked around and was surprised at the scale. But this isn't all either. Troops are also gathering in different places.

My main unit. Plus two separate teams. A total of 200,000 in the three armies was likely to exceed. In addition to the coalition of four nations, the numbers have swelled up by absorbing fleeing soldiers and thieves.

"One hundred thousand for the main team. There are two other armies of 50,000. I left one to Baldoor and the other to Mr. Maxim."

"Oh, except. What about General Blower?

"I'll take command in the main unit. I mean, basically, the East just ends up marching, so it won't be a very big fight or anything until Central moves."

Yes... the defeat of the Walt family is working here. Either way, there is no lord in the lord nobility who has the strength to fight me properly now.

Even if we try to fight together, the answer is no if the Lords come together and say they can fight properly. There's also a reason I don't have the guts to put it under someone, but the biggest problem is I can't muster enough soldiers against 200,000 troops.

Bansaim was pretty weak.

"Mr. Rauno's investigation says that if he can make a decision, he's falling back over here. Anyway, the Bansaim royal family in Central isn't moving at all. There's no sign of any movement."

Damien, who was listening, is not interested.

"Don't some lords have no judgment? Look, there's not many of us who want to put it on the winner eventually."

Vera nods too.

"Right. Who can't read the flow, right? There's a lot of nobility out there."

I'm against those two.

"I'm spreading the word, make it clear which way you're going. In fact, some of the people who joined us after hearing the rumors, and some of them have fled. You can't go that far, either way, can you? I'm sorry, but territory and property are confiscated. Well, unless there's a reason I can't move. But some houses have joined us even though they can't reach the age of ten without us."

Compared to a house like that, how about having a Lord but deciding on opportunism? And there was another troublesome problem.

When they defeated Agrissa, many of them were after what Bansaim did. I mean, they're trying to sell themselves high against me.

However, the time to sell at really high prices is over.

I smile.

"Well, I want land after victory, so I'll have quite a few lords disappear. It's not enough to calculate lightly or give Baymax or Rufence. If it cuts off too much, it can't compete with other countries, so it diminishes authority, and I can't even look at it."

While Vera looked at me.

"You're pretty dry in that place, aren't you? Even though I seem to have pity when I look at it normally."

I remember a while ago.

"There was a lot going on. Well, I like beauty, but both me and Ceres bought too much grudge. I want to be able to handle that and give it to the next generation without a problem."

Anyway, I wanted to keep a solid ground in my hands. To that end, there are also many disturbing lords and so on.

Grandpa Latata, look at me.

"Brother, you're a pretty bad guy"

I smile.

"That's not true. 'Cause I'm... a big bad guy with a name in history. Well, if you win, you're a hero."

Either way, Bansaim or we are not the only ones who are exhausted, because we are going to have a showdown involving the whole continent.

- Launo was infiltrating Bansaim.

The place was a city ruled by the lord nobles of Bansaim, who were joining their men in the liquor store. Speaking of liquor stores, they show a lot of buzz at night, but because of the food served and the small number of guests around them, Rauno sensed that Banseim was quite exhausted.

One of my men dressed as a traveler, looking around.

"You're lonely everywhere. And the food they serve is terrible."

Thin soup on the plate, small bread. Besides, there were just a few pinches of liquor on the plate.

It was a pair of elves posing as a traveler. Elves don't get suspicious when they're traveling, and they volunteer when they hear they can be knights.

"It seems the same everywhere you talk about your own people."

"It's just that Central seems kind of creepy. Singing a song and gathering guests, it's like you don't feel alive... and you don't seem lively at all. He said the fire was out. It seemed so creepy, it seemed to escape immediately."

Rauno organizes the information he gathers.

"It's just a matter of going through every route. Food shortages are also terrible. There will be too many places to cross the winter."

Worried Rauno was more troublesome than that in his heart.

(Nevertheless, why are the Lords following Bansaim, who I don't think are fascinated by Ceres?

Some territories were fascinated by Ceres and had declared a total antiwar. But on the contrary, there are many territories where Ceres is not even involved but does not try to obey Lyell. I felt differently from the sense of justice or because Lyell was the same Walt family as Ceres.

Rauno told his men.

"At the end of the day, we're going all the way to Darion. We're going to meet there."

Watching his men snort, Rauno was worried about the situation in Darion, his final destination -.

- Clara, who led the transport unit, was moving her eyebrows piquely when she saw the sight in front of her.

The wild potatoes collected in the North Bame are packed in crates wondering if this is still the case. It's full of life, and if you leave it alone, it's a troublesome potato that keeps growing.

There are times when there is a large number of places where people do not have access. Where this is managed, it is disposed of in moderation.

I could also say that wild potatoes are not available in Bansaim because there are few such places. But when I started buying wild potatoes in North Baym, the people of Baym came looking for wild potatoes in large quantities.

When you find out it's going to be gold, it's a reaction like the people of Baym acting differently.

And looking at that mountain of wild potatoes, Adele, who declared she was going to give out the gold, had a blue face.

"... I've certainly been a mess since last year, but I can't believe this is all I have. What should I do? My finances... I was able to secure food, but my finances..."

Next to Adele is someone who shouldn't be here - Maxim.

"It's okay, Dear Adele. Maxim, we're here to collect the money from those who respond to the food exchange."

Adele looks at Maxim.

"Please, Maxim. Otherwise, there's already money."

Clara looks at the two of them.

"It's not my in-laws I could have told you, but it's a breakup in front of a big fight, so why don't you get away from the money more? Besides, this mountain of wild potatoes...... even though it lets you live under treatment, it's pretty unsavory?

Adele and Maxim holding hands, turn to Clara.

"This is the result of thinking about solving the food problem. Wouldn't it be nice if we could get past the winter? It's definitely better than starving to death."

"That's right, Lord Clara. It's Adele's main pattern."

Clara lifted her glasses slightly, glowing her lenses.

"... the soldiers are depressed that this will be their own food. You gave me a proper explanation, didn't you? I'm losing my morale?

When Adele solidified with the expression "Huh!?", she saw Maxim in a shabby move. Maxim shook his head sideways.

"I haven't received any instructions. Or is this, as a matter of whole, not under the jurisdiction of Lord Lyell or Lord Liane?

Clara watches Adele.

"I hear Mr. Adele will be in charge of the wild potato thing responsibly. If you're worried because you won't be getting notifications for long... you've done it."

To the cold sweating Adele, Clara smiled.

That's why they say, "Degraded Liane,"

Then Adele yells at Clara.

"You must be the one who's saying it! Look, I'm busy managing and rebuilding Baym!

Maxim also turns to cover Adele.

"Yes! Master Adele is busy!

Just Clara laughing with her nose.

"Mr. Liane also looks at the whole thing while managing Rufence. Well, good luck with that. And don't you notice the air around you? You said the showdown was close, but you'd always come this far in a subtle relationship... come on, don't marry me. Mr. Baldoer is already brief with Mr. Alette, but he's even at the ceremony."

Maxim, who hears that, rushes out with awaaaaaaaa. Clara watched Adele, thinking it wasn't cute for a big man to do that.

Then Adele leaned her neck.

"... who will marry who?

That's what I said, I was letting Maxim sink in. Clara approached Maxim as she pulled the dong.

"Good luck. Because I have backup. And then Mr. Ludmila is about to make arrangements for his wife to Mr. Maxim. Be careful."

Maxim collapsed from his knee on the ground, to Clara.

"... but I'll do my best"

And I said...