I get out of Pao and feel the light of day, and when I stretch out, I feel the beginning of the day.

Once I've finished my workout and breakfast, I'll head to the settlement square.

At the corner of the settlement square I teach everyone the language and letters of the kingdom.

"Thank you again today, Uncle Mustache"

A healthy boy greeted him out loud.

Lord Jumka told me to stretch my beard, too.

I kind of feel like my beard has grown faster since the injury completely healed, but I guess it's my fault.

"Uncle Mustache, are you a letter today? Mathematics?

"Shall we do math today"

"Okay."

Is this the only girl today?

I have taught the language, letters and mathematics of the kingdom in this settlement until now.

It's been almost a year since I've lived here...... It will be time to go home. But......

That's all for today.

"Thank you, Uncle Mustache. So this is your food."

"Oh, thank you."

I received food and went back to my Pao.

"Welcome home, Master Yaritsu"

As I enter Pao, one belly-up girl bows her head deeply.

This is the child who leaned on my caretaker, whose name is Byun, the sister of the chief of this tribe, and is the daughter who will be seventeen this year.

The fact that I have a big stomach means I am pregnant now. The child inside...... It's my boy.

Oh, how pitiful of myself. My parents have two wives who just connected to each other in the house and a child made of duty.

I think adorably of Byun for taking care of me around me in a worthy way because I am my part. And held it.

He didn't refuse my invitation to say that being held over there was one of his tasks.

After spending several times with her, she became pregnant.

Oh, what am I doing......

That's how I heard visitor bells coming through Pao's entrance when I was self-loathing.

When I went, there was one man there.

Uh, what's your name?

"Mr. Yaritz, I left a letter telling the gatekeeper to give it to you when I went to Barry's town of some sort."

"I'm sorry about that. Thank you very much."

"Well, that's what I'm talking about."

I opened the letter and looked.

There was a letter from the prince acknowledging his suggestion that it was time to return to the kingdom.

Well, maybe it's time for the tide. Let's go home. To the kingdom.

I closed the letter and put it in my pocket.

And I sat in front of the Byun.

"Byun"

"Yes."

"This letter said it was time to return to the kingdom."

"Really, I get it. We will now begin preparations."

Byun was about to rise from the spot.

"Ma, wait, listen to me, Byun. Byun, you, why don't you come with me to the kingdom?

"To the kingdom?

"Yeah, what do you say?

"But how can I reply without permission from Mr. Thames?"

"Okay. I'll get back to you soon. Wait."

I got up and jumped out of my pao and headed for the chief pao.

I never thought I'd let my younger daughter go this far.

In terms of results, it was accepted in two replies.

The Spirit had prayed from the chief, Lord Thamsey, that the children of Bhun would be the bridge of friendship between the meadows and the kingdom.

He laughed with real pleasure when he told Byun about it.

In the meantime, we have to make sure we get to Barry's town before Byun realizes it.

You can have it here, but then I'm going to be late to leave here again.

I have to say goodbye to Lord Jumka one last time.

I was led on my way to Lord Jumka's Pao.

When I look at him, the only southerner of Lord Jumka's slave wives sits at his desk and writes something.

Maybe she can write letters. I wonder what you're writing, but, well, now I have to talk to Lord Jumka.

Really? You're going back to the kingdom.

I told him I would return opposite Lord Jumka.

"Yes, but this is not going to be a raw goodbye. If I were to send a messenger of friendship from the kingdom to the meadows, it would be high time I was sent."

"Really, Lord Yaritsu, stay well"

Lord Jumka, too.

My lord Jumka and I exchanged a stiff embrace.

But I'm the one who said, "You look great with that beard."

"Thank you. The children and wives of this settlement call me Uncle Beard."

I headed to the town of Barley after the last three days.

No way, as a messenger of the kingdom just before the snow season in the meadows, I didn't expect to be here again.

♪ Kingdom ♪

My name is Lorens. He is the head of Unit III of the Fourth Regiment of the Royal Army.

The Fourth Regiment is led by the Second Prince Kyle.

Except for New Year's Eve, they always tell me I'm on the battlefield, and if I want to find a member of the Fourth Legion, I can meet him at a town liquor store near the front line, or if I go to a whorehouse. It is even said that

Master Kyle has raised the Fourth Legion in an attempt to regain the trust he lost in last year's failure to crusade the beast of natural disasters in the meadows, always at the forefront and continuing to fight and martial arts.

Such a Fourth Legion of course fights in the best war zone. Hence the mass casualties of war and the wounded. However, Kyle does not have a monopoly on the handles to justly appreciate them.

In other words, the Fourth Legion is a place where even the less privileged, if confident in their arms, have the opportunity to be born.

Some of them were active in the Fourth Legion and obtained the Knight Sir from the standpoint of being the farmer's three boys.

I am also a child of the mistress of a one-generation knight.

I'm almost no different than a civilian. I can't be born if I do it normally in my position.

But in the Fourth Corps, which I made last year, I ran with Master Kyle on the battlefield, killing enemies with the magic of swordsmanship and good fire, and finally, in the battle between them, I succeeded in taking over the famous knights of the enemy.

Me and my third unit were temporarily summoned away from the Fourth Legion to the capital of the Kingdom.

How dare the king give me a medal himself?

I wouldn't be happier.

During the glance, I received a medal and a knight's knight from the king in a courtesy I desperately remembered stuffed in my head.

"What's that name?

A question came from the king. What? No, don't think about it. You have to respond without disrespect.

My name is Lorens.

"Well, well, magic is fire and earth, and its power is wizard. Kyle tells me there's something pretty eye-catching about swordsmanship too."

Prince, thank you for your appreciation.

"Hmm, and you can read the letters, and you know what the meadow says?

"Yes, the place of birth was close to the town of Burleigh and there was interaction with the meadow people. And the letters were told that my mother would play a role in the future, and I remember desperately."

"Right."

When I looked up at the king just a little bit, he was elbowing his shoulder and handing over the material that said something about me to the servant next door.

"Lorens, then I will be stationed martial officer of the Longa tribe in the meadows."

The roundabout was bothered.

Huh? A stationed martial officer of a tribe of meadow people? Huh? Huh? That's just a left transition...

"Disgruntled?

Wow, fear! There's something terrifying coming out of the king.

"I'm glad to accept"

"Let the Third Regiment regroup within the Fourth Regiment. And I almost forgot. In addition to the Medal and the Medal, you will receive gold as a reward for taking the enemy knight."

A servant of the king stood before me and quietly placed a bag of gold coins in front of me.

"Thank you. I'm happy."

"You can leave the room."

That's what they told me. I left the room with a medal and a gold coin.

I don't really remember what happened after that day.

But you went to the place where Troop III was gathered, and they took you to a fancy tavern, and you swallowed it with my pride.

So... Get me a fancy whore at the inn upstairs in the tavern...... Oh, is this good woman next to my futon that whore...

Keep your aching head down and stir up the water all at once from the water drain you keep in your room.

No way, I'm moving left into the meadow... I was going to be more active on the battlefield, make some money, make a good woman my wife, and make a lot of mistresses...

"Huh."

I got a big sigh.

I can't. I feel down. What shall we do today......

If you think so, the entrance door was knocked.

When I got dressed, there was a man there who made me look beautiful.

"Lord Lorens, I ask you to climb the castle again. And give this letter to the gatekeeper. Bye."

He gave me a letter and the man left.

The whore I don't remember holding yesterday returned and I went to the castle dressed again.

I gave a letter to the gatekeeper and waited a little while before the little beautiful man showed up.

"Please come this way"

That's what I was told. I arrived and was sent to one room.

As I sat in my chair and waited, the door opened and people came in from outside.

The person was a king.

I immediately took the honor of my servant.

"Okay, get up."

One word from the king raised my face only slightly.

"Good, stand fast."

I stood up quickly with pressure words that wouldn't make me say yes or no.

The owner of this pressure is King Augusto II of the Kingdom of Etz, who frightens the nations around him.

Why would that king come to me with two of his escorts? One of those escorts put a few sheets of paper on the desk in front of me thinking that.

"Look at that."

I saw him picking up the paper.

There were detailed reports coming from other countries.

It is undoubtedly a secret of this country.

What the hell. This, I don't know.

"Damn, you were a wizard of fire and dirt, weren't you?

"Yes, sir"

Ugh, my voice doesn't speak well.

"Look at the paper that says Three, it's a report from those who are going to teach words and letters to the Au tribe in the meadow"

I read the paper over and over again.

They range from meadow life to culture.

"And look at the paper that says six."

I saw six pieces of paper, as I was told.

"That's the report of the intermediate who let him dive into the Patriarchate. And then two, then four."

I glance at the paper in the order I was told by the king.

Second is the report of the Ag tribe in the meadows. Four is a report from an intermediate who let him dive into the empire.

"Damn, you know the battle between the meadows and the Patriarchate?

"Yes."

"Then talk fast. The Patriarchate advanced forty thousand soldiers to control the meadows, but failed. He returned less than eight hundred."

I've heard that story before.

My mother said it was good that the kingdom got along with the meadows.

"But no matter how strong the people of the meadows are, at the time, that Shaomin should have killed most of them and only the young ones, something is obviously wrong. Thereupon he let the Patriarchate look into it. There was one report there."

I asked not to miss a word from the king.

"He said that the Church Army was destroyed overnight with the magic of the fire of the people of the meadows, reduced to two thousand. Is that possible with the magic of fire?

The magic of fire that reduces forty thousand to two thousand in one night. I can't do that.

"No, not in this genius."

Impossible. It is impossible for a people in the meadows without culture or skill to have better magic than the kingdom.

"No, I initially thought the wrong person had been grabbed with the wrong information, but many of the wrong people came up with the same report. A messenger from the meadow came to me where I was worried and told me that I wanted people in the meadow to teach me letters and words. So We sent to the meadows those who could work as intermediaries. And I got one answer."

I swallowed your sauce.

"I was convinced that the answer was the words of the people of the meadows in the twenty-second line of the three reports: 'The people of the Patriarchate burned overnight in a fire box made by the great Great Warrior Lord Jumka'. I therefore ordered the others to look into the fire box. But I don't gather as much information as I think. Because it's not Au, Ag, or Siu who can make a firebox. 'Cause they say they're Longa."

Longa tribe, what the hell is there?

"I also predict that the statement in the four reports that the 'meadow carriage suddenly burned up and caused a lot of damage' would probably be a fire box"

"Longa is a man like Yaritsu, a serious and capable man, but one who can't work as an intermediary. But Yaritsu will soon return to the kingdom after his wounds have healed. Don't know the rest."

What is it? Could be.

"I command Lorens. Go to Longa, steal the firebox technology, and take it back to the kingdom."

"Ha"

Oh, my God! I'm going to be super important. Wow! Wow!

That day, I was worried for a day, and the next day I became the feather of a day with wisdom fever.