Sevens

- In the tent near the manoeuvre fortress, Shannon was still called in today.

The escort, Valkyrie, was solidifying both sides of Shannon in armor, and Shannon was his father's counterpart, Ralph.

"Look, Shannon. This is an important story. You don't seem to understand, but there must be our power."

Hearing the same content as yesterday, Shannon blocked Ralph's explanation along the way.

"... I told you I'd pass because I don't know that."

The reason Shannon is dealing with Ralph is because if you refuse, Ralph will try to make contact with Lyell. Now Lyell was busy adjusting his interviews, opinions, etc. Shannon was going to lighten the burden a little.

At the same time, if Miranda, my sister, made a rejection, she thought she should make a rejection too.

"You have a big handful. That's what I'm trying to do. Shut up and obey."

Shannon didn't really like my father. So was the response at home, because I knew I was looking at something pathetic.

Shannon's eyes see magic. I'm blind, but I'm more or less guessing at the magic flow. No, it looks better than a normal looking human being.

I was reading that my father's magic flow was in a terrible hurry.

As Miranda says, I guess the aristocrats who put it together tell me to hurry. Ralph was also desperate to give his position an advantage. He seems to be thinking about his daughter, but it also looks second.

"What will we do in the absence of a civilian, as the Lord of the Alliance has gained the country? Knowledge is not the only thing. I need experience. You guys don't get it, but it doesn't mean I wish I could do paperwork. Such accumulated and untold knowledge and experience..."

The point is, you can't do it, so take them.

From Shannon's point of view, it is now. I should have joined you sooner. If Adele or Liane, who are screaming at Bayme or Rufence, would hear it, it would be tongue-beating.

"So if you say that, I don't get it!

When Shannon blocked Ralph's story by pretending he didn't understand, Ralph waved his fist down the table between them.

"Hih!"

When Shannon was scared, Ralph decided to be strong. Looks like Shannon will continue his tone of strength until he snorts.

"You're not in a position to be forgiven if you're so sweet! He says he's in a responsible position, but he doesn't even try to listen. That's why I'm saying we're here to support you. We make up for the missing parts. In doing so, for the first time -"

But Shannon hasn't shut up either.

"But because your sister said no to me - heh!

As Shannon spoke, Ralph waved his fist down again. I guess Ralph is desperate too. Shannon looked like Ralph was trying to regain his previous glory while he managed to leave the Circleys behind.

But Shannon isn't the only one in the tent.

"... looks like that's it for today. Mr. Shannon, let's go back now. We'll use it here for our next meeting, so we need to leave it free."

When Valkyrie says so, Ralph stops.

"We're not done talking yet. Besides, this is about parents and kids!

Then two Valkyries deploy their back binders to intimidate Ralph. Weapons were emerging from that binder.

"We have already allowed many visits on the grounds of parents and children. And I'll advise you because it looks like it's effective. If you can continue to negotiate like a threat, we will do the same."

When Ralph looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug when he was told, he left the tent intact.

Then Shannon leans down.

The Valkyries, watching Shannon.

"You should have told us to get rid of it at that stage of the attitude. At least, Mr. Miranda would never forgive me."

"I mistake it for accepting someone else's attitude of strength, etc. Well, that's all you're desperate for... you're not the right person for a negotiator. Exposing a low level of ability."

Shannon remembered what Miranda said.

"My sister says she was strong because she was a Bansaim royal minister. It's bad to be too bad, but I can't follow you when things change because I only normally think of you as arrogant anymore... I don't need you,"

Miranda's words, a sister who even trumps her own family.

Then, while Valkyrie puts the binder away.

"I hear the circumstances. But in this case - it was you and your sisters who were dumped first. You're wrong to try to pick it up because you have a use for it later."

"Well, you've exposed me for my low abilities and all that other stuff, so you dismiss ministering. Worst case scenario, if you two are around, the Circleys will stay. As a result, the name will remain. Nothing wrong with that."

"... you guys are horrible enough"

Seeing those Valkyries made Shannon feel a little easier -.

"Mr. Fidel's still cuter."

That's what I thought as I saw Mr. Ralph exiting the tent through the window of the room in the manoeuvre fortress.

There was Monica in the room, reporting back to me on what was going on in the tent. Likewise, Miranda is here who was concerned about what was going on in the tent.

"I don't know about that guy, but he's certainly a sweet father to his daughter. It's too harsh against the others, though. But I do lose."

Miranda was shrugging her shoulders compared to Mr. Fidel and his own father.

"... I can prepare a frame or so. Don't push me. Why don't you help me?"

When I said that, Miranda shook her head to the side.

"Rejected. Show me the gap and I'll squash you to the bone marrow. I've lived in the royal palace. It's troublesome when you bring in that kind of know-how. Besides, we're not taking over the way we did in Bansaim, are we?

I am not willing to take over the way Bansaim governs. Or I won't take over.

"Will you focus on Mr. Adele for a while? He's been working a lot at Baym, and he's gained experience. You'll figure it out."

Monica seems happy to hear that.

"If he's listening, he'll be happy enough to cry and protest. Well, I tried to take charge of the chicken guy. Of course you can do that."

Then there was a knock in the room. Granted entry, there was a Gracia figure there.

"Here comes a letter from Darion. Apparently, I'm going to fall back on this side."

I snort.

"Right. Well, you will. I was worried because it was close. And what happened to the example?

Gracia handed me a letter from Rauno. When I received it and checked the contents, it apparently succeeded.

"Yeah, that solved one problem"

- Darion.

The story goes back a few days.

Once a city close to Central, where the Lyells became adventurers.

Close, but Ceres also showed no interest in whether it was less noticeable. Because if it wasn't too big, it was also a city that was important to Central.

Launo, who came to such a city, was visiting under Bentler Robenia, who ruled Darion.

And on the spot, a big man with brown skin and red hair is also called in.

"If the lord calls me to come..."

It was Hawkins who was a receptionist at Adventurer's Guild with a troubled look on his face. Now he is an executive in Darion's Adventurer Guild.

A man who was originally capable, but is from an adventurer and familiar with adventurer's circumstances. In Darion, he was beginning to be trusted by the time he assisted the Alliance Master.

Launo was laughing next to Bentler.

"I'm sorry. Well, the Alliance Master liked it, okay? The Allies value your abilities."

Hawkins closed his eyes as he checked the contents of the letter.

"It's an emotional thing. Lyell, who became adventurers in Darion... no, you were now the Allied leader. But are you choosing me?"

The content of the letter was that of placing the Adventurer Alliance under the control of the State. At the same time, Hawkins was named an executive of the organization.

Appreciating his personality and abilities, but Lyell's personal appreciation was also very relevant.

Rodonia also had a look that seemed complicated. A small, seemingly good lord of people, but don't be fooled by appearance.

This is still a fine lord.

"I'm in favor of putting the Adventurer Alliance under control, though. However, it hurts to be dragged through valuable talent, even as Darion."

Rodonia says that while watching Rauno. Rauno reached for a cup with tea and withheld his response.

Hawkins rubbing his eyeballs with his fingertips.

Is it possible to reply, "I want you to think about it?

Rauno nods.

"Naturally it is possible. Well, let's just say it's a big chance. And make a request to the Adventurer Alliance. Secure the Demon Stone and buy the necessary materials. I'm sorry, but there are limits to the funds, so I don't think I'll be able to pay them satisfactorily."

Rodonia listened to Launo's suggestion.

"Take care of this place. According to the information, the size of the coalition exceeds half a million. We should work together at a loss."

With Rauno holding his face with his right hand.

"Actually, I do, but you say it clearly."

Rodonia was laughing.

"Well, I need to tell you about this. The Adventurer Alliance is an independent organization. … you can't be stunned by the Lord."

Adventurer Alliance is not the same organization. It's an organization that manages demon stones working with each other. Another organization is just cooperating, so in some cases it moves at its own discretion.

Darion's Alliance of Adventurers is naturally hostile to Lyell against Rodonia's will, but it's not possible.

Besides, there are executives who understand the situation.

"Naturally, I'll be ready to work with you soon. Cooperate with Central now, etc…"

Rauno looks at Hawkins like that.

"If you can make that kind of decision, it's valuable. In fact, in some territories, the Adventurer Alliance used to collect mercenaries and send them to Central. What are you thinking?"

To be an independent organization, it wasn't just a guild where the top was competent. Many guilds could not read the current situation.

Hawkins is also familiar with the circumstances around him.

"... from the mercenary regiment within Bansaim, joining the coalition from now on is not flavorful. Besides, there's never been a war of this magnitude before. You think the Bansheim side, which is a disadvantage, is better paid."

If you're going to lose, you can run.

You just have to get out before you fight, Hawkins said, and there are a lot of people out there who are not credible thieves who think so.

When we talked about the thief, Rodonia put her arms together.

"... the thief is exorcised. I had no idea that the Lord of the Alliance, who was playing the foolish son of a nobleman, would return with such a large army"

Rauno put his hand on his chin and looked like an insensitive but funny beard.

"You exorcised thieves in Darion. Let's hear more about it then. I got rid of the thief, but there were a lot of strange things about the details."

To Launo, who seemed happy, Rodonia and Hawkins looked at each other. And he was going to tell a detailed story about Lyell playing the stupid son of a nobleman -.

I was surprised at the tent near the manoeuvre fortress.

I never thought we'd meet here.

"It's been a long time. Mr. Clark, and Mr. Norma."

Mr. Norma, who was captain in the Griffon exorcism. And Mr. Clark, who was his deputy, came to visit me. I never would have met her, but I decided to meet her by name.

Mr. Clark had now ceded the Lord to his son at the Knight's House. But this time, let's bring our son and a young man from the village to join the coalition.

"It's been a while. Later, I came to express my will to join the war."

Unlike in eastern Bansaim, near Central, acceptance was underway without having to clarity the flag color. I can't say I'm betrayed even though I have a banseim behind me on a boulder.

There's no way this one can be rescued, and if you ask for it, it's tyranny.

"If you're Norma, are you with Norma and a few people?

Mr. Norma had fewer participants while having a larger settlement than Mr. Clark.

I feel more tired than before.

"... let my brother join me. It's dangerous in case. But the celebrities are reluctant to participate."

Mr. Clark missed sight from Mr. Norma. And against me.

"Well, I told you what I was advised, but there are many things I can't do after I've already entered the territory. It's like we're not governing well."

Previously, I told Mr. Clark about the historical contemporaries - the third generation of advice. I guess that worked, but Mr. Norma didn't seem to work the other way around.

Mr. Norma weeps.

"The people I brought with me are also hardly motivated. Even gear is like a wooden shield on a stick. I guess I'll just have to ask for help."

He looked like he was struggling.

"Well, some of the weapons I took, so I'll give you some from there. Given the number, the front line must be tough."

"Ha, that helps. Well, if you can, when the battle is over..."

I smile at Mr. Norma's wishes.

"It depends then. Well, I won't let you."

Then Mr. Clark appeased.

"It helps. Because few people have experienced full-scale war and it's like they've just brought"

They were small in size and many lords hesitated to participate. I have trouble with the placement even if I come, but I also have trouble if you don't show me the flag color.

If I could find out I accepted the two of you, there would be another different reaction. Mr. Norma, while dropping his shoulder.

"If you were to come out so much, you would have sold more flair"

Mr. Clark was frightened.

"I honestly respect that about the former captain, though. I thought I should keep my mouth shut now."

I laughed bitterly, thinking I hadn't changed.