Northern kingdom in the southern part of the northern continent.
Located on the western side across the Gulf of Bordeaux with the Kingdom of Rhoden, the two countries have relatively friendly national relations, for example through transactions.
Each of the three countries existed in the form of borders around its Northern kingdom.
The Kingdom of Delfrent to the north with the Northern Kingdom in the centre and the Kingdom of Salma to the south. And this land, which has a Hilk nation to the west, has repeatedly divided, integrated, etc. into several countries in its long history.
Soulia, the capital of the kingdom of Northern, in such a constant border strife, has built a castle on a hill a little taller in the open plain zone, around which the city is developing, and with its development the city walls that have grown have become double strong barriers to protect the city from invasion by external enemies.
Whether the royal castle at the center takes precedence over elegance over defense functions, there are never many types of decorations, and the impression from the exterior is strong as a castle fort.
Still, however, the royal castle of a country, the castle, is decorated with brilliant decorations and designs as if to boast its authority, creating a unique atmosphere for the difference from the exterior.
The courtyard set up in such a castle to reconcile exterior and interior appearance was still quietly pouring down the early morning light on a beautifully pruned and tidy green.
A room where you could look down through a large glass window at that courtyard, which had an unusual morning, in which one girl fell asleep with an unusual sleeping face.
The bright golden hair is slightly curly and stretches over the bed to shoulder length. From the young appearance of that girl with white skin as if she were white magnetic, she would be around ten years old.
Although she was still a young girl, she also eloquently told her identity from the luxury of sleeping clothes wrapped around her in a bed with a sleeping lid and of being of such a size as not to fit the body of the Lord who sleeps there.
Her usual morning like that is accidentally broken by the sound of a metal bell ringing from afar.
The sound of the first bell rang from the direction of the edge of the city eventually increased to more than one, while the sound of the bell was echoed into a castle that could hang in the center of the city.
The girl frowned at the unusual noise and let her gaze wander into the room, her own private room, with her little eyes slightly open.
"... I can hear something strange..."
Waking up her torso and rubbing her eyes with a still unclear consciousness, she opens her mouth with an old, smelly rhetoric behind her back from that young appearance.
She looked out the window of the room to the view outside as she went down as she rolled that little body over the bed, holding down the transverse hair with her hands, which jumped with a little sleeping habit.
From there, however, you can only see the courtyard in the castle, and you cannot grasp the identity of the bell sounding from afar. The girl runs her gaze into the courtyard as one, then slowly hangs her hand on the window glass door with her sleeping eye.
At that point, a woman rushed to the girl's room with rushed footsteps.
"Princess Lil! Excuse me!!
Was the person who came in with his voice raised like a panic a familiar face for the girl as well, when she looked at her face and a girl called Princess Lil tilted her face slightly and hung her voice.
"Nina, what's the matter with you so much? Still not sleeping today."
That being said, Lil looked up at her as she rolled into the room, chewing on the absences.
Drop one threesome braid with black, long hair tightly tied up on your back, slightly sliced long eyes black. On the skin that burns a little bit in the day, the knight sleeves through the clothes wrapped around him in this country, and from his hips a sword with a brilliant decorative pattern is lowered.
Nina do Abroa.
He was a noble child who gave the name of Viscount Abroa in this Northern kingdom, yet was given his place as a knight, and now he had the task of guarding the knight of a young girl who looked up to her in front of him.
The name of Nina's little husband like that is Lil Northern Soulia.
He was the youngest of the three real sons of Asparf Northern Soulia, king of this Northern kingdom, and was now the first princess, a forgotten sight of the late queen.
"Master Lil, this is an enemy attack on my king's capital! Hurry up and get dressed, come to the king!
"What!? That's important! Wait a long time..."
Lil looked to the surprise at Nina's words and began to undress her bedtime clothes on the spot as she panicked.
But my hair got hooked, and my flipped bedtime clothes stopped at Lil's neck, and I got jittery.
Eventually, as if he had noticed, he complained of his predicament to Nina, who was refraining beside him.
"Sorry, Nina. I need a little help getting dressed."
Nina responds to that lil 'appeal by poking one knee.
"Well, excuse me."
Usually it's a scene where the samurai let a few of them change into beautiful dresses, but now there's also the help of Nina, a guard knight who's busy and not very used to wearing dresses, and Lil, as a princess, quickly finished dressing through her sleeves in a quintessential dress.
That's how Lil leads off the room in a hurry, greeting her as if a man was waiting for it beside her private room, the door.
"What, Zahar's here too. Hurry up and go to your father."
When the young man called Zahar to Lil replied briefly, he stood beside Nina and continued behind the princess.
In a large physique as tall as one hundred and ninety centimeters, he had a stern face on his short chestnut hair, and the young man's name in his mid-twenties was Zahar Baharov.
He, like Nina, was the escort knight of First Princess Lille, and was also a rigid man who had been bought that arm while out of the civilian population to take his current position.
The young Princess Lil follows the two escort knights in their small appearance but in their grandeur, entering the room that her father, the king, always uses in his executive duties.
There were already key faces of the country, including Asparf Northern Soulia, the king of this Northern kingdom. Lille's two brothers, Prince Terva I and Prince Seval II, and the prime minister who heads the civilians and the general who heads the army surrounded the king.
Everyone has a nervous face and a kind of unusual air that he doesn't usually feel fills the spot.
Such a large tabletop placed in the center of them was widened with maps of the area around the Wang Capital, on which some wooden pawns were placed but also visible from Lil's low gaze.
Princess Lil, who had lost her voice to her father King Asparf on the spot, which was an emergency, came indoors with a single decree stretching her neck to take a better look at the expanded map on that tabletop.
"Report! The enemy appears above the forest at the foot of the Soville Mountains and is still invading Soulia, the king's capital, while increasing its number! The number of details is unknown in a way that does not form, but its size is sure to exceed tens of thousands! That's as many as I've ever seen!
Surprise or agitation leaks from the faces gathered in the room in the words of the decree.
It was the king himself who called out to the soldiers of the decree, trying to block the voices of such deliberate men.
"Where does the enemy belong? That's all we can think of is an empire, but our empire shouldn't be bordered by empires and territories... were our neighbors dropped?
When he was still in his prime years, the king turned his majestic, grim eyes to the decree.
To that question of King Asparf, he could not miss the answer of the decree, and those around him lurked his breath, and Princess Lil and the two escort knights also took a hard spit.
But the answer that came up from the decree was something no one would expect.
"There is no indication of enemy affiliation! On the contrary, the enemy is not a person! I'm hardening myself into metal gear, but the contents are Immortal (undead)! The enemy is an undead army!
It was the voice of a general entrusted with the protection of the King's capital who first raised his voice of consternation to that answer, which also resembled the cry of sorrow of the decree.
"Stupid!? I've never heard of such a number of undead, but also hardened undead!?
In response to that general's words, the decree lowered his gaze with an even stronger face.
"Unfortunately, it's true, General! All of the enemy soldiers' armor that the scouts received were with human corpses. It appears that the countless undead have emerged with the dawn onto the plains around the king's capital."
I could see that those around me breathed in the report of the missionary decree.
"Besides, we interact with the human immortal (undead), and the alien monster also shows itself! The figure is a nasty figure as if he had hung a giant spider with a person, and reports that one squad was easily annihilated!
In a quiet room, a slight sound of alarm still rings near the city walls.
Everyone chews the contents of the report in their brain, but that understanding never tries to keep up.
It was King Asparf, the supreme power of this country, who broke the silence in such a way.
"Though Noh has also looked directly at the status quo in Physical Examination earlier, it is an indisputable fact that this King's capital is in danger of survival, whether the enemy is a man or not."
Once the king separated his words there, he turned his gaze to the faces that were indoors.
A "sight” is a tall tower built in this castle so that you can see the king's capital, Soulia, from within the castle built on a small hill.
There were soldiers standing guard at the residence, but Princess Lil also showed the colour of understanding from the fact that it was sometimes one of the places where she went to visit to see the castle.
"How much power do we have on hand right now?
When the king said so and turned his gaze toward the general, the general was thrust into a flash of nothingness and gave an answer in haste.
"Huh! Ha! Four thousand with the Knights and Guards stationed in the King's Capital! If you hire mercenaries, there are thousands more!
The king nodded heavily, making sure that everyone had an understanding of the status quo in the general's answer.
"Uhm, luckily it was an enemy attack in the early morning before opening the city gate, so we will move on to the Battle of Cage Castle... But if the enemy is in the tens of thousands, they are overwhelmingly short of battle power."
With that said, the king raised his gaze from the large map that spread in front of him and turned his gaze to the two princes, then also to Princess Lille.
"The enemy comes from the southwest direction, from the forest at the foot of the Soville Mountains. The Wang capital has not been besieged yet, but there is not enough time to evacuate all the inhabitants. Terva, Seval will go out from the East Gate and explore the northern and eastern territories, respectively, to recruit reinforcements to the King's capital."
In that word of the king the two princes worship his life with perseverance.
Seeing the two distant brothers of those years, Princess Lille also turned her gaze toward her father, the king, as she stepped forward and quietly awaited the king's next life, a source of pride that herself was royal.
Two princes noticed her attitude and looked at her sister, Princess Lil, and once again turned her gaze to her father and asked her what she would do with her treatment.
Besides, the king lay his eyes down only for a moment and gradually turned his gaze to Princess Lille.
"Lil, I need reinforcements from Count Dimmo in the south. I hear the Earl's soldiers are brave."
That being said, the king smiles slightly at his mouth.
The heavy ministers around him circled a meaningful gaze at the directions of that king and nodded as they were convinced of each other.
"Let it go, Father! In the name of Lil 'Northern Soulia, you must do everything in your power to help take the country out of crisis!
Princess Lil clenched her fist with that little chest up.
The King's eyes narrow on her figure like that.
"Zahar, Nina... Lil, please"
When the king opened his mouth with a stern gaze at the two, his beloved daughter's escort knights, they understood correctly the meaning of the word and returned their thanks in a solemn manner.
Princess Lil hadn't noticed, but the others had noticed that the life the king had issued was a princess's evacuation.
In the first place, Count Dimo's territory in the south, once the southernmost territory of the Kingdom of Northern, which was a continuation, had a history of territory being partitioned by the eastern invasion of the Kingdom of Salma seventy years earlier, and it was not so long ago that the Count's territory was maintained in the form of an enclave.
However, it is not difficult in itself to cross the land that has become the territory of another country and go to the county's territory, which has become an enclave.
In this world, where it is difficult to draw a clear border by the broad walk of the Warcraft, it is the status quo that is made up of which factions the aristocracy with the territory that serves as the border shows its belonging.
For this reason, it is possible to lead a small number of gestures across the border and into Count Dimo territory within a few days, but it is difficult to lead reinforcements and return across the Kingdom of Salma again to the King's Capital.
If it is a reinforcement to defeat the current army of immortals (undead), it will require a cohesive number of soldiers - but if the number of reinforcements increases, the legs will be slower, and they will be easily noticed by patrols from other countries, etc.
Since the original journey from Count territory to the Gulf of Clyde by boat and from the Molva River Basin towards the King's Capital will take five days one way, it is likely that a settlement has already been reached even if the reinforcements are brought back quickly.
That meant that the king's orders to Lil were lives that would never be achieved.
But no one spoke of it.
Each of the top two princes has grown up and fulfilled royal duties such as participating in government affairs, etc., but Lil, 11 years old, is royally conscious and still a child, even if he is firm. And everyone also knew that the king was drowning in her, the forgetful sight of the former queen.
Besides, even in the worst case scenario, the royal bloodline would remain in the Count's realm - a perception of it.
"There's not much time left, the three of you get ready to leave in a hurry! Nong and the others are attracted to the undead at the West Gate to buy time! Lead the way, General!
Each begins to make hasty moves in thanksgiving for the King's words.
In so doing one king stared in the western direction, deepening the frown root wrinkle.
"I didn't expect this to happen on the day the Cardinals are visiting from the Patriarchate... Can we also ask the Temple Knight on the side of the Patriarchate for help, or do we have to hang on to Lord Libertarius for once"
To the groaning words of the king, the Chancellor, who had refrained beside him, spoke to the king with a slight drop of his voice.
"Dear Asparf, there is a possibility of a" Pluto "in this legion of immortals"
Asparv glances back at his face at the root of his eyebrows at such words of the Chancellor.
"" Pluto "? Is that just a legend the bard tells you?
"No, my king. The Empire won't admit it, but if you sit on the pure historical facts that happened in his country about a hundred years ago,"
In response to the Chancellor, Asparv turned his surprise gaze to him and clogged his words.
It sounds like a hundred years ago, but in this world, where life expectancy is low, three generations are previous events.
And what the Prime Minister calls "the Pluto" is a legend that has been widely passed on to the region.
It suddenly supposedly appeared before people without any foretaste.
He said that manipulating many dead and attacking and destroying cities and villages one after the other could threaten the survival of the country by continuing to increase its manipulative death toll.
But the empire was defeated by a crusader who hung on to its prestige.
This story is also famous as one of the classics of the story that the bard tells, and the children who hear it shrink into horror, and the adults say and listen to it when they do.
"The bad boy who doesn't listen will be picked up from the underworld."
Such determinations are so widespread that they are passed on from generation to generation among people.
"This is a rumor, but you think the Empire used the power of the Patriarchate to defeat the Pluto? I hear you're not going to be very strong against the Patriarchate."
To such words of the Chancellor, the king sighed deeper the wrinkles between his brows.
"... but didn't you say something too long about the survival of the country?"
That said the king shook his head powerless.
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Outside the walls, inside the king's capital, Soulia, which was beginning to make noise, a certain room in the castle where the hustle and bustle only sounded slightly distant.
The central royal castle, which punished more indoors than other indoors, was mainly a room set up to welcome guests from outside the country.
From the indoor, you can see the castle city of Wangdu through a window facing east.
One man stood with a thin grin as he narrowed his eyes to watermark those who were going right and left by the disturbances underneath the castle, near that window where the large glass was embedded.
The man with a gentle grin, dressed in a luxurious and flashy coat that beautifully groomed his black hair with a hair conditioner and wore a coat more luxurious and flashy than that worn by the general clergy, distorted his mouth with an interesting look as the far east city gate opened, from which several muscles of earthen smoke stretched in three directions.
"Escape from Wang Du... doesn't sound like it. Messengers seeking reinforcements, etc."
His name is Cardinal Pallumo Aueritia Liberalitas.
He is one of seven cardinals with the following powers over the pope within the Hilk nation, a religious state culminating in the pope of a neighbouring country:
His presence in the VIP room of this royal castle in the Kingdom of Northern was a visit to the land in the form of sympathy for Hilkism - the Churches of the various places where it is based - which has a great influence on the Northern Continent.
But now the great march of the Immortal (undead), which is the cause of the unrest taking place under the castle, is because of the plans of aggression in the surrounding countries that he is carrying out with the life of the Pope.
Placing a large army around the King's Capital, I am entering the center of the kingdom, which is a single target, not to poke anything into the other party's gap and hold the center efficiently - etc.
"Hehe, shall I turn to the messenger for chase... With the hope of an unlikely reinforcement, there's something you can't just imagine decaying inside the wall."
With that said, Cardinal Libertarius shall delightfully distort his own face in the glass.
It was that face that emerged from beneath the temperate mask that was also the original nature he had. It is no longer an exaggeration to say that the nature of the supreme pleasure in shaking others - especially the weak - is pathological.
"Everything is pointless before the great army of 100,000 immortals (undead), even if they bring in reinforcements at last. The way their faces are distorted into despair - I hope to see them soon. Kukukuk."
Cardinal Libertarius returns his face to its original mild expression after leaking a bitten bite as if to dampen his own impulse.
Then stroking his own jaw tip, he raised one eyebrow butt to reveal his dissatisfied face.
"... but it's good to add strength to the night, which is the original realm of the immortal (undead), but I don't think that makes it harder to accept this control. Is it a little bit of an idea that the bigger the army, the less advantageous this command will be?"
Yes, alone. Cardinal Pallumo snarls his nose.
"Perhaps we should consult the Pope once this matter has been cleared up..."
With that said, its gaze is quietly poured on the herd of immortals (undead) gathered far east outside the city gate - surrounding it.
"First of all, would you like to take a tour of this country in a privileged seat?"
It was not until shortly after that that that the King would visit Pallumo, who once again grinned.