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

The people of the Wang capital were severely upset by the reports of the destruction of the Third and Fourth armies. Because I know the martial arts that began the great victory of the Battle of Velcre and once showed enough momentum to attack imperial territory.

At the same time, I realize that the northern part of the kingdom has fallen into the hands of the Imperial Army.

Prominent merchants, etc. are determined to have done so at the earliest opportunity and flee to the Union of Sutherland Cities and Nations one after the other. Among them was also a large number of merchants dealing with the royal family.

It can be said that this represents a more pronounced indication of the seriousness of the situation.

Also a matter of death and dying for the people is the food to live the days. If there are fewer merchants, distribution of food and other items naturally begins to lag behind.

Sometimes the Wang capital, the food is quite stockpiled. As a result, there has been no noticeable looting or rioting.

But it was clear from anyone's eyes that the worse the situation would be over time.

─ ─ Wang Du Phis. Leticia Castle, between sights.

Alphonse was ecstatic when he received a report of the recapture of Fort Casper. Sometimes it was a long victory, but because I thought the bounce was on for the recapture of the Keel Fortress.

But in just about two months, the situation has changed. When the reports of the destruction of the third and fourth armies were brought about, Alphonse stood in the abyss of despair.

A merchant with a deal with the royal family further lost his voice when he was heard to have disappeared from the Wang capital. That is, because it is equally true that the kingdom of Farnest affirmed that there is no future.

(Much quieter here, too)

Cornelius grinned heartily as he looked between his glances. There was once no such thing as those who wished for the street as day after day, and the great doors were rarely opened.

Expensive condiments that look at each other just give the impression that it's cold somewhere now.

As Cornelius immersed himself in a slight sentiment, he noticed a slight footsteps echoing from the deepest door. Cornelius quickly takes one knee and takes a courtesy of his subordinates.

Soon the door was opened by the guards, and Alphonse, who had taken the Kingsguard, showed himself. Alphonse glanced at Cornelius and sat on the throne or spoke no.

"Grandpa. What do I do with the rest in the future? I don't know what to do anymore."

Alphonse with a loud sigh and a weak sound. I don't feel any hegemony in that voice. Her face is blue and white, and her eyes are vain somewhere.

The samurai told me that the food was thinner and thinner, but I seem to have lost some weight.

That weak figure does not seem very much like a king who can sum up the kingdom of Farnest. A silver crown sprinkled with jewels is hard enough to king.

Cornelius opens his mouth to inspire as he thinks it hurts in his heart.

"Your Majesty. What do you do with such a weakness? You can still get the North back enough. With the total strength of our First Army, I am at your disposal."

"Oh, that's absolutely no good! The First Army should focus on the King's Capital and only think about protecting the Central Region!

Cornelius sighs at Alphonse for his intense rejection.

The central region was dominated by Wang Du Phis and flourished as a trading city. There is no movement of people or comparison to the north or south.

Naturally, if there are many people, things and money will also be gathered. Together, defeat reduced the number of people a lot, but it was nevertheless an important area supporting the kingdom's stalls.

Alphonse has no military talent, but is quite good when it comes to the economy. That's why the same rejection had a weight that was not comparable to the previous one.

That's why Cornelius can't strongly push the First Army march.

"So, as ordered earlier, do we leave the central front to the Second Army only as it is? Assuming the Imperial Army in the north goes south, it will surely be besieged?

"That's right!... As harsh as that is, I know the rest. But there's nothing you can do about all this..."

Cornelius stops at Alphonse. Because I've known it since I was a kid but I've never seen it so weak.

But at the same time, I was relieved. It turns out that Alphonse is not comfortable with the situation in the Second Army.

"Your Majesty, we are being examined by that Second Army to see if we can deal with the Imperial Army of the North. How about this?

Was this word surprising? Alphonse looks up slightly and gives a beautifully groomed eyebrow root.

"To the Seventh Army?... don't they have the defense of Fort Casper"

"There's no problem there. We have already drawn a solid line of defense around Fort Casper. There's no obstacle to the Seventh Army moving."

"... isn't that what you're doing?

When I say that, I turn my suspicious eye. Cornelius looked straight back at Alphonse's suspicions.

"There is no destruction of His Majesty."

Alphonse asks Cornelius, who denies it immediately, what if a large army is directed from the Keel fortress.

I suppose you're afraid they'll take back the corner fort again. Cornelius answers the question with confidence.

"Fort Casper is protected by a general who also has a reputation for defense in the Seventh Army. Even if they send a large army, it's possible to get rid of them without a problem if they're about triple the enemy."

To the words, Alphonse took such a trick as to close his eyes and think for a while. Five minutes in time, or enough? Or more.

As Cornelius waits patiently, Alphonse's eyes open and his mouth slowly opens.

"─ Okay. Believe in Grandpa. Let's admit the Seventh Army reinforcements. But as I said earlier, the First Army is the defense of the central region, mainly the Wang capital. Okay?"

"Ha! Thank you for your permission!

"What? I don't care if they say I'm suddenly resigning, like before."

Saying so sarcastically, Alphonse followed the gaze room with a tired look on his face. Left Cornelius slowly rises and takes a deep breath.

(That's all I can do. how much Paul can do later......)

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─ ─ Gallia Fortress, Operations Conference Room.

Paul, entrusted to the Admiral by virtue of the Battle of England, gathered the officers who were the Lord and opened a military council. Because Alphonse gave me my life to intercept the Imperial Army in the north.

Among the officers in line was Major Olivia, who also rose in rank. And there was Lieutenant Claudia, Brigadier Ashton.

"─ As is already well known, we are to intercept the Imperial Army in the north in accordance with the royal decree."

The officers nod all together and mysteriously to Senior Colonel Otto, who cut it out so. Except for Olivia, who looks up at the ceiling bored with her cheek cane.

Otto lightly explains the current situation, holding on to the tremor of his fist, which is reaching the realm of conditional reflexes.

In contrast, one officer raised his hand as one opinion after another was expressed by the officer. He is Major General Hosmund, who led the right wing in the Battle of England.

"It turns out the Second Army is in a dangerous position. Then you will contend for a moment. How about I lead three thousand soldiers ahead, including a status check?

To Hosmund's words, the officers' reaction was divided into two parts. Especially those who nod all the time when there is no problem, and those who have an ambiguous look on their face.

The former's reaction is an intact story, but Otto deduces that the latter's reaction will see the appearance of Hosmund in a hurry for merit through.

And the fact is, Hosmund was in a hurry. No remarkable merit could be cited in the Battle of England, and Fort Casper fell before he arrived.

My colleague Ellman's promotion to Lieutenant General was applauding in a hurry.

"My lord, Major General Hosmund has spoken to the Left?

Even as I speak to Paul, Otto himself thinks it's a delicate opinion. If you want to check the situation, you can release the scouts.

I also know what it's like to rush for kung fu, but the first step is to destroy the avant-garde units that would come into the center. Ultimately, we are also looking at recapturing the North.

As Otto, I wanted to disperse fewer soldiers and avoid the risk of losing them in case.

"Major General Hosmund. If we're going to check the situation, aren't we talking about just letting the scouts go?

I guess Paul thought the same thing. I uttered the same idea as Otto, but Hosmund immediately argues.

"My Lord Paul. Even while we're doing this, our enemies in the north don't know when they're coming down south. This time, the biggest enemy is considered time. If you don't hit things with awkwardness, the Second Army will be devastated. I was wondering if there was time to release the scouts and gather information."

"Hmm... when you say that, Hosmund's opinion makes sense"

When Paul says so, most officers are nodding with convincing faces. The exception is about Olivia, who is asking for a replacement for tea out loud, and Claudia and Ashton, who shyly lean next to each other.

Otto coughed up one thing and asked Olivia.

"Does Major Olivia have any ideas?

"─ Is it me? Hmm. I'll look at the enemy and then think."

With that said, Olivia spares no effort to add precious sugar to the tea that has been transported and makes it look delicious. Otto shifts his gaze to Ashton, who leans down, frightened by that attitude.

"How's Brigadier Ashton?

"Ha! Especially I don't think we need to let them get ahead of us!

The moment I said it, Ashton pulls his face apart. Just saying it was obviously a silence. Naturally, the officers' gaze concentrates on Ashton.

In the meantime, Hosmund, who jumps up his eyebrows, asked.

"Brigadier Ashton, you said. Your army at Fort Casper is asking. [M] I'm very interested in why you would deny my proposal. [M] Why don't you let me know why?

The tingly air covers the meeting room. Ashton, who has created the air, turns his eyes toward Otto.

In response to that gaze, Otto shrugged his jaw in silence as he slightly hoisted the edge of his mouth. Ashton understands that there is no way to help unless he apparently gives his opinion.

The mouth is the source of disaster. With those words in mind, Ashton spoke his thoughts...