Skeleton Knight, in Another World

Looking north over the Mount Calcato group, the land stretches with fertile plains, and the Rydell River flows east, boasting abundant water stretching from the Wind Dragon Mountains.

In such a land exists this country, the capital of King Rhoden, Orav. The castle township, centered around the royal castle, expands its size and expands its city walls, with quadruple city walls already built.

The population size is three times that of the fortified city of Diento, a transportation hub, with over 50,000 inhabitants.

Outside the city walls of Wangdu, there are vast wheat fields, and there are large streets to the east, west, north, south, and west. Of course, various things flow in from all over the kingdom from around Wangdu.

Here in the northern continent, the Kingdom of Rhoden boasts the third largest national power, but not a single emperor possesses the entire territory, like the eastern and western Leblanc empires in the north.

This country is a country formed by a number of lord aristocrats, and it is the Aurav royal family that is at the centre of it. For this reason, the policy of the kingdom is laid down by the royal family, but due to the strong authority of the lord nobility in the territory, none of them can interfere with the royal family without darkness.

That is because royal force is overwhelming against other lord nobles, but it is insufficient power to deal with all lords.

But if something happens that could shape the kingdom, the royal family can intervene by force against its lords. That can vary depending on the circumstances, whether it is an invasion of another country or a plot by a lord, but it is often something that seems unstoppable by the kingdom lord nobles.

One of the most talked about nowadays by the nobles within the court of the royal castle, in the heart of such King Rhoden's capital, Orav, was the assassination of the Marquis of Diento. Several thoughts and rumors were mixed among the nobles in this matter.

In one of the rooms in the royal castle, in the private room of the second prince Dakares Sissier Carlon Rhoden Vetran, two men sit back on a leather sofa and talk face to face.

And the other, a man who stands behind two people who sit and talk. There were no figures in the room except the three of them, no servants or anything like that.

One sitting back has a face that is not very tall but neat to a well-trained body. Golden hair, blue eyes, easy to move military clothing, but I can see that clothes colored in luxurious gold thread are only allowed to be worn by noble men.

He is the second prince of the Aurav royal Dakares.

"Shit! I didn't think they'd crush the best source of funding in my faction. Ha!

Prince Dakares distorted its neat face and threw his words away in frustration.

The big man sitting face-to-face also snorts heavily at it.

He was an old man with mixed gray brown hair and a fine mustache, but his body was so full of bones that he could not feel his old age.

The man of his old age was one of the seven dukes of this country, the Duke of Mardoira do Orsterio, in the position of the Grand General who presided over the three armies of the king.

A duke in this country is the highest-ranking nobleman who supports the royal family, but does not own the territory and the royal family pays each family in taxes from the king's territory and domestic nobility. Instead, he is at the centre of power by assuming important positions in the kingdom.

"In this case, Heboran, the eldest son of Marquis Diento, who was in the King's capital, was returned to the territory in the form of the life of His Majesty. In addition to our Lord's assassination, our second son is missing, and at Heboran's disposal, it will take a long time to calm down..."

General Maldoira speaks about this one with a bitter look on his face.

"I'm talking about a servant who says he witnessed that he was an elf..., is this one thing really the work of the elves?

"To be honest, I don't know. There have been sightings with the Elves, but the city has been raided that day by three other slave chambers at the same time. More than twenty beasts have escaped, some rumored to be the work of the Liberator."

"Will the liberators be the purpose of liberating the slaves of the beasts? I'm talking about all the constituents saying they're beasts......, did they join hands with the Elves?

"What a sure thing to do too... It could be more of a deceptive manipulation that made it look that way. His Royal Highness Sect may intend to reign Diento with the sin of elf captivity in order to strengthen the royal family. Her Royal Highness Juliana is one who is actively appealing for reconciliation with the Elves, if our actions are known, he will be sued for rebellion against His Majesty's intentions, and the possibility that His Highness's power will be cut. I have now ordered the mouth seal of the servant who gave the witness statement, but one of them is already missing. I've already been hidden by one of the forces... Plus, the funds that were supposed to be sent by Lord Diento were completely gone, and the Elves don't show much interest in gold objects. It wasn't the amount that could be brought out by the number of elves who said they had been witnessed..."

In that word Prince Dakares makes a tannic surface.

If this matter comes to an end, it is possible that Prince Sect and Princess Juliana, who are fighting over the right to inherit the throne, could be greatly watered down.

No, I already have three of the Seven Dukes' houses drawn into Prince Sect's camp, plus the back shield of the Leblanc Great Empire to the west.

It was self-evident that the next throne would lean heavily on Prince Sect.

As Grand General Maldoira put it, it only seemed to Prince Dhakales that this case was due to someone else's plot.

I am certain that Juliana will not do anything deceptively manipulative to make it look like an Elf raid and take away funds, for better or worse, because she is inclined to be truthful.

But Prince Sect, his belly brother, was clear. He was like a man treading on people's feet with his face.

"This one moves before Sect moves. Setrion, gather some handsome pawns for Hoban."

"As you say."

A man in military uniform in his thirties, who has so far silently refrained behind General Maldoira, bows his head respectfully to Prince Dakares' instructions and responds.

He made himself a man of the Duke of Orsterio family and was one of the three generals of this country, General Cetrion do Orsterio.

The kind of face that made General Maldoira young would be just like a parent or a child.

In the eyes of Prince Dakares, who nodded in General Setrion's reply, appeared a mocking brother, making him smoke a dark flame of hatred.

Likewise, around that time, three figures were gathered in the private room of the First Prince of the Kingdom of Rhoden, Sect. Rondal Carlon Rhoden Sadier.

The candied wooden chair is carved with fine sculpture and a nobleman sits deeply in a first-class chair with a cushion with embroidered flowers on the seat.

It is the Lord of this private room, the First Prince of Sect, who looks neat in tall, bright brown hair and dresses himself in luxurious princely outfits.

Next to it is a lady with long, equally bright brown hair beautifully tied together, her face, although she lives in the shadow of Prince Sect, her impression has largely changed with thickly painted makeup. Dressed in a luxurious dress, a skirt with a wide hem claims more of its presence.

Prince Sect's mother, the Second Queen of Lefitia Rhoden Sadier.

"Looks like one of these things is moving at His Highness Dakares, but Rondall doesn't have to do anything?

Lefitia, the second queen, calls Sect by her childhood name as usual and asks her own son.

The only person who is allowed to call upon the royal childhood name is someone very close to him or who is specially cordial, otherwise it would be an immediate offense of disrespect.

"Mother, the guy from Dakares is moving now because of the aftermath. It seemed like he was going to hide it well, but it was obvious that a large amount of money was flowing in from the Diento Marquis. He's gonna stall a lot on this one. I don't care if you leave me alone."

Another man who was indoors opened his mouth, who was silently consenting to Prince Sect's words.

"If I may say so, it is to Princess Yuliana that we are most actively moved now. Let's make a big leap forward and jeopardize the position of His Highness the Sect if we express this matter in the Princess's own name..."

The laughter and clergy affixed to the waist of the temple, but the atmosphere is only that of the temple. The little boy, who holds the position of Bishop of the Hilk Nation, stayed here in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Rhoden and worked for Hilk preaching.

"... right, Juliana is also popular with the people of the King's Capital. If you leap to your feet on this one, you can't lean over to those who are deciding to be static or to the duke family that are attached here...... Explore trends and strike your hands early......, Volan. You can use magic. Gather your hands, okay?

"! That's already! Let our great God also bless His Highness for the future. Our devout followers are delighted to be able to help His Highness Sect."

The little man, called Boran, expresses his joy in a lofty manner.

He was a sect prince who couldn't forbid himself from laughing at that extra funny appearance, but he folds it further into volan without even giving it a yawn.

"Bolan, it's me and your lord. Don't be ruthless, I'll allow you to call me Rondall in a private place."

Bishop Bolan was brief in his words, but after distorting his lips, he folded his hips and expressed his gratitude.

"I sincerely thank you for such a great honor, Your Highness. Then I am ready to clear Your Highness's grief, and here I will excuse you."

The Second Lady of Lefitia sighed as she watched the volunteers exiting Prince Sect's private room with courtesy, even as she was overflowing with emotions that kept her from leaping all over her body.

"Am I glad you said that, Rondall? It's gonna be depressing after Princess Juliana's elimination, isn't it?

"I don't mind. That guy was just flirting around between me and Dakares, aiming to eliminate Juliana. Yuliana was talking to her father about the preaching of Hilkism and stopped eating it. After I help you eliminate Juliana, all his private soldiers will disappear. At present, the temple forces in the country are not that strong. Now, if you embrace Hilkism and others, you will have a new spark."

"Right. Instead, there's talk of a Hilk-driven temple believer influxed into the country and growing in population. There are rumors that the Emperor of the Great Leblanc Empire is neglecting Pope Hilk, and now he's under the back of the Great Leblanc Empire.

"Right. It's a bad idea to go through with a neglected patriarchate now that we're taking steps to stop the southward march in order to secure an unfrozen harbor for the Holy Leblanc Empire. Let us begin by letting us look for trends in Juliana...... After the elimination of Dakares in the first place, I will publish this matter, and I will crush the Diento family and make it my kingdom."

Prince Sect laughed sarcastically, then, after all the cold tea he had put on the table, he invited his subordinates, who had refrained next door, to instruct him to prepare for the future.

In the course of such a plan to eliminate Princess Yuliana, the then Princess Yuliana was sitting at a table at the window where she could see a room in a remote palace in the royal castle, a courtyard, with a single figure, drinking tea.

The second princess of this country, Juliana Merol Melissa Rhoden Orav, was the one who dressed it without graduation without feeling aware of it, a calm dress with a clear atmosphere, but could tell it was quite a dish if she saw the fabric used or the embroidery applied.

A grumpy glance was directed at the other man, not suited to the loving eyes of brown, as he stretched his blonde hair with a strong yellow flavour for a long time and a loose wave hung on the tip of his hair.

"I thought I'd be able to grab Brother Dakares' tail in a little while. I can't believe he assassinated me in Diento territory, where he was letting an inside detective in..., but I ask you once, do you think it's the evidence obliteration of Brother Dakares?

Questioned by Princess Juliana is a magnificent man sitting in the front, dressed in military uniform allowed only by a wrinkle-free general, sitting in a chair in a good posture.

One of the three generals of the Kingdom of Rhoden, Calton du Frivtran, only marginally toured the Princess's question.

"No, princess. One of the important sources of funding that underpinned His Highness Dakares' camp, and he should have been a strong supporter, so it is unlikely that it would be a good idea to discuss Lord Diento. Besides, I'm the servant of the example witness statement, and I immediately made a move to secure it, but only one person could protect it. The witness I protected instructed the Grand Duchy of Limburt to do it immediately..."

In his words Princess Yuliana gives a difficult expression with a good eyebrow root in its shape.

"Witnesses say it was the Elves who attacked the castle, but this is retaliation for the Elves capture, right? But all over the city, slave shops have been attacked and the beasts liberated..., did they join hands? I was talking about Dient being a robust castle fortress, but is that just what a few Elf warriors can do to make the raid a success?

Rather than asking for answers, the princess stares at the hot cup placed on the table in such a way as to say what she thinks in herself.

"The relationship between the Elves and the Beasts is not particularly uncomfortable, so it seems likely that it is a sufficiently likely story…, but it should certainly be difficult to break in without some guidance. The inexplicable thing is that despite uprooting the accumulated funds and causing enough damage to half-burn the main castle hall, only a few elves were witnessed…, this one may be just a fire thief"

"In any case, those who surround themselves with the Elves in this case will be frightened by the war. Even in a robust fortress, it was retaliated against lightly. Another big forest elf deal in this case has gone a long way... You're totally extra imitating me, that basin darker brother! Are you willing to waste 400 years of signing the treaty!

While stuffing his belly brother, he sighs heavily.

"But in this one case, His Highness's faction will be greatly disempowered. Let there be many aristocrats flowing this way. From now on, we must keep an eye on His Highness the Sect."

"Well, maybe Brother Sect will be lucky enough to cut off Brother Dakares' camp. I think we should talk to the Elves properly about this later... Only the Grand Duchy of Limburt has a decent deal, so if you don't go that far, you won't even be able to cross."

Show them wide shoulders and include the herbal tea placed in the cup in your mouth. The smell of herbs tickling her nostrils reminds the princess of the nostalgic face she enjoyed this tea with.

It's about Celiana, the real sister who married the Tischiento family, the Grand Duke of Limburt.

"How is your sister..."

That said, he exhales relieved and shifts his gaze outside the window.

It was not long before the thick, dripping gray clouds covered the sky over the King's capital, visible from the windows, and the pounding and wetting rain legs rapidly approached.