"... again, those are amazing guys. The Admiral is amazing, but Kyle, his brother, is flying pretty well, too. I never thought I'd get this far."
"It's a real surprise, Master Vargas. Kyle, you used to get along with my husband, so we dine together a lot. Always nicotine, gentle and...... You were so amazing."
"Right. I've known Kyle since he was just a little girl, too, so I think it's extra. Until now, I haven't stood out in the shadow of the Admiral, but this could make me famous. I guess that's what I was after rather than"
"Oh, you mean your name will be famous on this broadcast, Kyle? That's right. I'm sure you will."
The battle between the Lead Army and the Allied Forces of the King's Capital has ended lightly.
That great battle, which was supposed to take place south of the Wang capital, ended without anyone crossing their swords.
All that remained there was a beautiful flower garden and the figure of one who was falling asleep, paralyzed, or poisoned and incapacitated by it.
But it's a little awkward to cut off the broadcast here.
The Battle of the Barca Army against the Reinzatz Army was somehow quite time consuming.
I mean, a normal battle would take time no matter how.
I just thought it was something that would take longer, especially since the big army was moving.
I shouldn't be the only one who thought so.
Perhaps so are those listening to this radio broadcast, or those who were going to listen.
Especially since we don't know when the live narrative of this battle will begin.
We can only circulate advance notice that the two armies are likely to see movement in a few days' time.
Those who were just able to listen will nevertheless have difficulty in being told that those who started asking now or were about to hear are now finished.
So it was decided that it was necessary to continue broadcasting just a little more.
By showing Radio Broadcaster officials a piece of paper that said "stretch out the story," we decided to look back on this fight once and for all.
"Actually, the question is, how much visibility do you think Kyle's had so far, Miss Killi?
"Kyle, is that your visibility? If it's only within the Kingdom of Fontana, it's got to be pretty well known, right? Because you should be ruling by placing people with the Reid surname everywhere. But in the Wang Metropolitan area and elsewhere, maybe it wasn't known at all."
"I knew it."
"I don't have a choice. The Reed family itself is the name of a new house created by you, Kyle. Besides, Kyle, you weren't even a knight to nobility until you acquired your territory. There can't be any visibility."
"If you think about it, you're often ruled by the Reid now. For the residents there, who are Kyle Reed? Must have been a lot harder than I thought."
I can tell this by smudging myself.
I'm in charge of the Arborest district now, too.
but originally the land was ruled by the Arborest family.
Naturally, people with deep ties to the Arborest family were rooted in the area.
That's where I'm supposed to stand as a ruler, just a peasant.
There was quite a rebellion.
But still, I guess I was still better.
Whatever, because at that time the Admiral, who was in the position of principal proxy of the Fontana family, was behind me.
Turning against me also turns the Admiral against the enemy, which also leads to turning the entire Fontana family against the enemy.
I managed to do a good job of flirting with such a power relationship.
But that method must have been almost impossible to take near the Holy Capital either.
Many didn't know about the Reed family or anything like that and didn't hear what they said.
I suppose the reason I was able to suppress that and run the territory was because it was still Kyle.
In particular, what magic [referee] would have made would have been great.
I can't use that one, but I'm listening.
They get a voice in their head forcing them to rule on the trial.
And it came to pass, that most of those who dwelt in the land heard Kyle's voice many, many, many dozens of times every day, to know that he would be judged.
That would have engraved us who our own rulers were because of it.
Nevertheless, that's also a good difficulty to be perfect.
By [referee], Kyle's name became recognised within Reed territory.
but it's not like you just have to be careful in the territory to connect and run the lead territory.
Rather, it would be outside the territory that matters.
Kyle's visibility, starting with the Wang metropolitan area, was still low for those in the Rheinsatz territory and for the aristocracy and knights of the north from the Wang capital.
You won't even hear [the referee], about the realization that it's only a building block of forces that suddenly have the site of the Holy City in their hands.
And its strength is unknown.
Kyle was in the Fontana Army moving his army about the general position.
But that was just one of the military.
In other words, he was only recognized as one of the warlords because he had never been a general who would move all the armies.
Is that also so much so that there was barely the perception that he was a general who excelled in his tactics and skillful ways of moving the army?
In such a state, it would also have been difficult to engage in diplomacy in more than reciprocal relations with the Wang Metropolitan Area and each nobleman.
That's why the Admiral let it air on this radio.
To let you know Kyle Reed's name.
Indicates that Kyle is not just a person with convenient cultural magic.
Also make all nobles and knights aware that they are not just men of good military differentiation.
Maybe it was because of that aim that the Admiral didn't go out to help Kyle.
To prove that you can win even if you fight over 120000 opponents on your own.
And that was supposed to work out in real life.
Kyle somehow demonstrated that unknown strength to win.
And then, starting with me about it, this radio station decided to honor Kyle's feat as he did day after day.
Thus, the broadcast continued about Kyle's activities long after the battle between the Reed Army and the Allied Forces of the King's Capital, so much so that Kyle's name was known to say that there might be no strangers.