Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

─ ─ Felix office, castle of Teito Alstead Listeline.

"My lord, may I have your time now?

Ensign Therese rang out reluctantly as he put his tea on his desk. Felix stops the pen he was running and raises his face.

"That face is not good news."

"... Yes"

Therese gives you a single report. When Felix receives it silently, he runs his eyes on the report. The contents are the defect of Fort Casper, and the deaths of the generals who were the Lord, below General Osvanne. In addition, we can see descriptions of the deaths of more than 45,000 soldiers in total.

You can say this is a huge defeat since the Velcre match. If the fact of losing the Empire's heavy town of Osvanne had been added, it would have outstripped even lightly.

"─ Ensign Therese. Perhaps we should still have strongly advanced the Gallia Fortress offense to His Majesty the Emperor then. Even if you get reprimanded."

When Felix says so, Theresa gives an indescribable look. Osvanne was crushed for an excellent opportunity. He was defeated by the Royal Army, which gave him a useless time to give. In a way, it's like the Empire itself took part in the victory of the Royal Army.

I can't help talking about it if I do. But with His Majesty the Emperor's permission, the victory would undoubtedly have belonged to the southern armies. Because there was not so much of an operational plan that Osvanne had submitted.

Felix takes a sip of tea and rises with a gentle breath. He spoke to Theresa as he weaved a pale cloak engraved with a cross sword.

"I refer this matter to His Excellency the Chancellor. We have to discuss future responses."

"Excuse me. We're having a meeting of the Third Generals on the matter."

Open your mouth as Theresa panicked.

"─ Is this the Third General's meeting?

"Yes, I have been petitioned by His Excellency Chancellor Dalmes to gather in Conference Room II in two hours"

When asked about the Third General's meeting, Felix frowned slightly. When it comes to the meeting of the Third Generals, it makes no sense if the remaining Second Generals are not in place. You guessed such Felix's doubts, Theresa goes on to say.

"Lord Graden and Lord Rosenmarie seem to have returned from each front yesterday for a status report."

"Really...... ok"

When Felix sat back in his chair again, he dropped his eyes on the report again.

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-Two hours later.

Thirty men sat at the table of sandalwood, which would be able to sit easily, the three generals gathered in the second chamber as summoned by Chancellor Dalmes.

"Hey, is the story true that General Osvanne is dead? I still don't believe you, do I?

As soon as the meeting begins. Admiral Rosenmarie slammed a report on the table in his right hand. In contrast, Marshal Graden turns his sharp gaze to Rosenmarie.

"I'm pretty sure Osvanne's dead. It's obvious from the testimony of the soldiers who have fallen into the Keel fortress."

"That's why it's impossible to make a mistake!

Rosenmarie obstinately denies Osvanne's death. Gladen lifts a single eyebrow, wondering if that disgusting remark has handicapped her.

"Watch your mouth for a second. Several soldiers are witnessing Osvanne's neck pierced by a spear. This is an unquestionable fact."

Rosenmarie, included in the graden, turned away as she swelled her cheeks. Rosenmarie is a former subordinate of Osvanne. I guess I have a strong desire not to admit it.

Rosenmarie squeaks blushingly as a dangerous air flows through the meeting room.

"... but I'm heading out on the southern front"

"─ What? Excuse me, what did you just say?

Unexpectedly Felix asked back, Rosenmarie barked with her teeth out.

"I told you I was going to the Southern Front! I don't know about the Gallia Fortress Army, but I'm going to crush you fast with the Knights of Red!

"What do you do with the Northern Front, even if they say you're going out on the Southern Front? Which means the Commander-in-Chief isn't here?

Felix bumped into the obvious question. In the first place, it's impossible to throw out your own place and go to other battlefields. Rosenmarie, however, speaks the language of anticipation diagonally.

"Wouldn't it be better if Felix did that instead? You have nothing to do anyway, and you're free in the capital, right?

Gladen's anger flew out of the sidelines when Felix was also stunned by Rosenmarie, who went on to talk all about it.

"Idiot! Do you really think such a discretionary statement would make sense? More or less, Felix has the important task of defending the Empire. There's no way we can move in a detour."

"Ha! Defend the Empire? You think the current Royal Army has enough power to march on the Imperial Capital? In this siege net? If you really think that's possible, Marshal Gladen is very old, too."

"Ki, you?! I'm missing something to say!

While I desperately forgive the two who just beat me up, I laugh heartily at Rosenmarie's statement. Surely there is no power in today's kingdom to just attack the Imperial Capital. Even if the Ethereal Knights went to the Northern Front, there would be no natural impact.

I can say that what Rosenmarie is saying is right in a way and wrong at the same time.

The Ethereal Knights, the most elite in the imperial capital where His Majesty the Emperor lives, defend him. This in itself gives people peace of mind and is a powerful deterrent to other countries. Unless His Majesty the Emperor orders, there can be no such thing as moving.

"Aside from Rosenmarie's story, now that Fort Casper has been dropped, the south of the kingdom has completely lost control. I think we need to deal with this as soon as possible."

"─ As for that, may I ask you a few questions?

When Darmes opened his mouth, who had kept his silence without ever entering into conversation, the three turned their gazes simultaneously.

"Of course I don't mind. Does the Chancellor already have an abdominal proposal?

Graden asks in such a way as to represent the three. Then, Dalmes uttered an unexpected word.

"No, nothing like that in particular. I just don't think it's going to be a problem to leave it like this when it comes to the south of the kingdom."

"... what does that mean?

Graden showing obvious perplexity. For better or worse, Dalmes lacks emotional ups and downs and has a creep who doesn't know what he's thinking. The same was true of Felix and Rosenmarie, who were incapable of weighing where the word was intended.

"It means as it is. The Southern Front was originally in a state of well-being. I don't think you can help it if you stick to the southern part of the kingdom any longer. No matter how much Fort Casper has been taken, the Royal Army won't be able to attack you any more than Fort Keel is in hand."

"Well...... that's true"

Graden hammers at me like I said no.

"Besides, isn't the report saying that more than 45,000 imperial soldiers have died? It's really sad. Now we offer our condolences."

Sadly enough, the edge of Dalmes' mouth is slightly up. While I was wondering about that, I asked Darmes.

"Is His Majesty the Emperor aware of Fort Casper's failure?

"Yes, because I've already told you. By the way, His Majesty the Emperor, like me, seems to think we should draw our hand from the south of the kingdom."

When asked about the words, it was Rosenmarie who reacted sensitively.

"Oh, no! Then how do we fight General Osvanne's enemies?

"Rosenmarie! Now shouldn't be the time to talk about such a low dimension!

"─ Huh!? What's so low about General Osvanne's enemies?

Rosenmarie bites Gladen as she shakes her burning red hair. Sure, Gladen's words sound ruthless, but Felix agrees with that opinion. Because it is now a top priority to think about future responses.

Unsurprisingly, Dalmes spoke toward Rosenmarie as the conference room was once again engulfed in dangerous air.

"Mr. Rosenmarie. Mr. Osvanne's enemies could be a near-future."

"Well, what does that mean?

In response to Rosenmarie, who shows slight upset, Dalmes replies with a grin on her lean face.

"The Royal Army, which took Fort Casper, will probably not be as obsessed with Fort Gallia as it has been. It's possible to draw a strong line of defense around Fort Casper."

"How does that have anything to do with challenging General Osvanne's enemies?

Rosenmarie gets the far-fetched narrative of Dalmes and tips her little neck. Felix, who was listening to such a conversation between the two, sighed heartily realizing what Dalmes intended.

"This is just my prediction, but don't they come into the central or northern front as soon as they consolidate the defense of the southern part of the kingdom? I really don't think the Royal Army has the strength to just let them play."

Are you rebelling against the words of Dalmes? Rosenmarie did not put her arms together for a while and slightly moved, but gradually hoisted up the edge of her mouth.

"Chancellor Dalmes. I understand the story very well. In short, if you don't, just drag them to the North Front."

"That's Mr. Rosenmarie. It's quick and helpful."

Three days after this meeting.

The life of Emperor Ramza left only a few watchmen behind, and a complete withdrawal from the south of the kingdom was notified.