Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

One of the maids prepared me tea when I went into the waiting room and sat in the chair.

The maid also gave it to me after a sip.

I drank it and was boggling with Borolk.

"Excuse me."

At the same time the door opened and the man who led us here came in.

"The feast is ready. Please come this way."

That's what they said, so me and Borolk got up and got after him and went.

The guided location is the square near the entrance to the castle.

There were many dishes arranged and many desks arranged.

Less chairs instead of more desks. Maybe it's a form of eating while standing.

The entrance to the banquet hall was lined with beautiful boys.

Each one had a metal cup and a watermark.

When I approached him, the beautiful boy poured water out of the water and shook it well, then drank the water and handed me a glass.

I'll pick it up and move on. Maybe it means drinking with this.

"This way, please."

The man guiding us was urging us to move forward, and it was high up there.

I see people coming into the venue one after another.

The whistle sounds when the venue is full of people.

Focus on where I am with you. And then the king approached me and poured the liquor in my hand on me.

I was wondering if I should drink this, and it seemed like the king was telling me with his eyes to take a bottle with booze out front.

I'll take it and pour the liquor into the king's glass.

And the king took it with a smile, and made sure that the cups were poured with liquor, and left one step before.

"Come on, celebrate your previous and future friendship with the meadows, your victory with the Imperial Army north of the Great River and your Kicker Castle Fort offense, and have fun until dusk today"

Yes, when King Augusto said, King Augusto turned to me and whispered to me, "Scream a toast".

"Cheers."

Yeah, everyone in the hall screamed a toast when I screamed.

I swallowed a sip. It's a liquor made of sweet fruit.

The venue was very boiling when I swallowed a sip of alcohol.

Immediately a man in a butler came and brought him the liquor he'd just opened his seal and poured it on me after he'd had just had a few drinks of his own.

I walk and look for Borolk. It is easy to understand because Bololk is bigger than the kingdoms in Bololk.

I found Borolk right away. If I went there, Borolk would grab the bird leg meat in both hands and eat it stuck.

In the meadows, bird meat is more luxurious than sheep and horses.

Well, I use Matunaka and Kokubo to take them off and shoot them off with arrows when I hunt, but the others aren't going to be that easy.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Yeah, Bololk, eat and then talk"

When I say that, Borolk swallows the meat in his mouth and smiles.

"Lord Jumka, the food here, it's all delicious. I can't stop anymore."

"Good for you, Lord Borolk, if you taste so good, I'll have one too"

That's what I said, grab the bird leg meat on the plate and gently broil it into the bug-killing fire that Borolk is putting out.

It tastes really good inside.

Probably because it's a bird strangled after laying a lot of eggs.

But this hardness is going to suck the other way around.

Throw down the bones in the urn, which was beneath the table, eating the garigoli and meat.

I want to wipe my hands and mouth because it sticks with a little oil, but when I looked around to see what to do, the people around me were wiping their hands and mouths with the maids of service and the boys' forehangs.

"Hey."

One maid came through, so when I called her, the maid noticed me. She smiled and lifted her forehead.

I wiped my hands and mouth with that forehead and eared at the maid.

"Is this how the kingdom works?

"Yes, it does. Is something wrong?

No, I wanted you to tell me if this is normal, Yaritsu, properly.

That's how a small man approached me when I was indulging in liquor and cooking with Borolk.

"Here we go, Lord Jumka, me, the Viscount of Wampa, one of the northern nobles."

"Well, here we go"

He's kind of suspicious, but what can I do for you?

"Actually, Lord Jumka has a favor to ask."

Hmm? What is it?

A man named Wampa whispered when he thought so.

"That, this summer season in the meadows. So you do a triennial deal with the people of the meadows and the desert north, right? And I want you to bite one."

I see, business talks or indeed there is a deal with the desert people this summer season. I've already spoken to the union chief in Barry's city to get a ton of food secured. You must have purchased information from there.

"So? What do you want to do?

"What, I just want to buy the silk independently. Our territory flourishes as a city of clothing, even though it is small. Apart from the ingredients, the fox silver joe that Lord Jumka gave to his wife was tailored to the workshop I run."

This guy is pretty good at talking and listening.

Because there is not much land to cultivate anything, men earn money in winter and women spend time making clothes. He said that over the years between the ages of fifteen and thirty, when this man inherited the land, he created it into a city with the best workshop in the kingdom.

Look, this man, I don't think he's lying.

"Again, silk is fascinating. But even if you buy in my territory via the city of Barry, it gets expensive. So I want to buy directly from the people of the desert."

"Well, I see what Lord Wampa has to say. But isn't that all you get, Lord Wampa?

"Well, I hear Lord Jumka takes care of his wife and slave wife very badly. So I would like to give you clothes for women made in my workshop, but other than that, I would like to have about four of my daughters Au, Ag, Siu, and you daughter-in-law."

"Do you have a daughter..."

"These are the daughters of eighteen to sixteen. It may be the eye of a parent, but it's quite clever."

Wampa started talking about herself again. The story is interesting, so I hear it.

When I was still immature fifteen years old, I was begged to make a successor because my father had suddenly become the master in death, worked crazy in death, fought on the battlefield for ten years and the workshop was on track, and if I hadn't found my daughter-in-law until I was twenty-five years old, I would have stabilized with the minister.

When I got my wife, I remembered the virtues of the woman and held two side rooms and one mistress. (It is economically normal for a Viscount to take one or two mistresses besides his daughter-in-law, or one side room only when a boy was not born)

The fact that he is feeding a man other than his eldest son and spare second son safely by adopting him as a merchant who sells his workshop clothes.

Apparently, he has a strong libido. Besides, they have a high chance of hitting me, and they have many daughters. etc.

"Um, I can't decide on my own, so I have to discuss it with the elders, but I'm likely to be able to get a good reply back"

"Is that true, thank you"

"Oh, but one thing, Temsy, make me our chief, not me."

"Oh, yes, let me do that"

That's how me and the wampa shake hard hands.

When I finished talking to the wampa and Yaritsu and I were tongue-in-cheek about cooking in the kingdom, a certain two people approached me.

An old man who seems to be in his mid-fifties and a man in his mid-thirties who follows.

"Are you Jumka?

"Yes, but..."

What is this guy? My face must have been known by the person who was there at the meeting earlier.

"I am the Marquis of the South, Jigurt."

"Well, it's Jumka, the representative of the meadows"

If he's going to take a nasty attitude over there, it's not until he shows a proper attitude.

"Hmm, meadow barbarians are still impolite, you were right not to be there, Tamoto"

Jigurt threw that at the man behind him. The man said Tamoto didn't say anything and reacted.

"Let me tell you something. Grab your right hand, wrap it around your left hand, bend your neck, and put your left knee on the floor."

I could see my surroundings freezing over Jigglett's remarks.

"Look, I told you, why don't you do it fast"

I don't know what to do, this man, if you hit him, it'll be a diplomatic issue, well if you say any more, you can do it to the non-kingdom side.

"Hmm, you can't, because this is it, the barbarians, well. More than that. You, there's a woman you've grabbed more than the godland."

Is this about Noel? I didn't grab it, but I guess that's what they see in the south.

"There he is, Noel's a good woman"

"Release the woman, from what I hear, she hides and cries every day thinking of her hometown. Give it to me. I'm not saying it's just something you want."

The air froze again.

This guy said words he shouldn't have said.

If anything else, you can tell Borolk and delude him, but this shouldn't happen.

If I don't do anything with this, I lose everything as a meadow man.

I don't need more authority than I need, but I don't need it at all.

Besides, if we don't do anything with this, we might be discerned by Lucci, Zoo, Jesus, Roche, Ann, Lamis, Himika, Shree, Yulin, and them.

Friendship with the kingdom and future life in the meadow, life in the meadow is more important if you put it on the scale.

I'm sorry, Lord Wampa, but I may not keep my promise to you.

I put a cup on my desk.

Then he walked closer to Jigurt.

"Okay. Let's take it."

"Well, I guess..."

My right fisted jab september captured Jigurt's jaw.

In an instant Jigurt's consciousness was pruned and he could see the focus of his eyes blurring.

Slap the left hook into the right cheek of the jiggle in conjunction with the unconscious jiggle's body falling forward. Right straight under his nose under one-two guidelines to greet the crowd.

Follow my right straight, blown jiggle directly behind me, horseback riding on a fallen jiggle.

Then he makes a hammer and slaps it in the face of the jiggle with his hands.

I'm sorry I didn't do it once. Twice, three times, four times and slap him in the fist and crush Jigglett's face.

My fist plunges in and my nose bleeds out onto my cheek. Pay for that with your right thumb. I shook my right hand up again.

"Stop -"

A man called Tamoto, who spoke from behind me and was just behind a jiggle, hit me.

I avoided it and kicked it to the side.

The man called Tamoto took my kick and fell involving a blower.

The place is frozen.

Already Jigurt doesn't even work with Pickle.

They're staring at me with fear.

"What happened!

I heard King Augusto, and when I saw you, he approached me.

"Never mind, my king, I just rode it because they signed up for a duel betting on a woman"

King Augusto glanced at me for a word.

"Who, who can explain in detail?

"Well, I am."

That's what I said and raised my hand was a wimp.

"Oh, Viscount Wampa, a dress tailored by Sora's workshop. They all liked it. All the time, it wasn't the other way around. What happened to you?

"I was just asking nearby, but Master Jigurt told Lord Jumka to give me the woman he grabbed from the Patriarchate because he would pay as much. There's got to be someone else listening to me."

"Really?

When King Augusto looked around and asked, some of them behaved like cocoons.

King Augusto held his head. He also knows that giving me a woman in the meadow is the language of an unresolved duel until one of them dies.

There was a circular telling me never to touch it.

"My lord Jumka, my nobleman has excused me"

"No, this is just a duel. Nothing King Augusto would apologize for. But"

Mine, but the tension around me jumped even more.

"A man there interrupted a sacred duel. Let's get something done about it."

You don't have to ask me otherwise, but if I didn't do anything, Bololk won't tell me later, so I have to ask for something.

My blow was heavy, or there was Tamoto on his knees and breathing on his shoulders.

"Okay."

When King Augusto said so, he received the sword from the boy who had served by his side, and threw it before the tamoto.

"Count Tamoto, dammit, the numerous disrespects to the guests of this country, the deeds do great good for this country. So punish yourself for that sin."

This word of Augusto means to self-determination and end it.

Tamoto pulled his sword out of his sheath and hesitated to see his body.

He is the Marquis' son in the role of summerman of the Southern nobility.

The Marquis of the South is now the most dynamic house compared to the other three marquises.

Otherwise, the objection is raised and Ariel is denied.

However, since this feast also means celebrating the victory of the battle north of the Great River earlier, almost all participants except the Marquis family in the east, west and south are aristocrats in the north.

For them, friendship with the meadows leads to their own doom.

The Marquis to the west is already on Jumka's side. Lowe, the Marquis' son in the east, said nothing.

In other words, there was no one on his side here.

The pressure to just hurry fell on Tamoto.

"Waited."

Everyone paid attention to the voice.

"Wait, Objection"

It was Malus who was saying that.

Everyone was surprised by it. Nothing else. Mars, the Duke of the North, stopped the scandal of the Marquis of the South.

"Malus or so what is the objection?

"I was watching this duel too. I say they interrupted the duel, but Lord Zigurt was already supposedly out of breath when Lord Tamoto was on his way. Then this didn't interrupt the duel. It should be the enemy of the father. But shouldn't meadows be allowed enemies in duels?

Indeed it is. Even proud duels admit enemies for once. Well, in that case, enemies are treated lower for fouling the duel.

"Admittedly, indeed"

"Then isn't it muscular to set up a venue for hostility here?

Everyone turned their gaze to me if they told everyone as Mars spoke.

"Lord Jumka, that man has no sword arm that far. Please, would you like to get on this? The results are both the same and won't hurt your name. Let's persuade the king later and give him something with me and the king."

Mars has said that in a whisper.

Surely my name is unharmed, and the name of the kingdom is shallow. And a meadow can make a loan to the kingdom.

"Okay."

Yes, I answered Mars in a low voice.

"Well, this is an enemy, okay, okay, Longa tribe, the Great Warrior Jumka, let me welcome that enemy"

"There's a square right next door. I was going to perform a sword dance there, but let's not start with hostility."

Yes, as Mars said, he left the banquet hall as everyone was convinced.

When I got to it, there was a place like yours.

I climbed up there and pulled out my sword.

Tamoto also climbed up and pulled out his sword while his legs fluttered somewhat.

"Well, I'd like to get started"

Soon Mars will be standing and judging.

"Begin"

In a word of Mars, I pack my time and wave my sword down diagonally.

Tamoto fell obliquely without even being able to react to it.

The venue boiled greatly at the settlement with one blow.

I went downstairs and Borolk was laughing with my cup.

"That was a brilliant blow earlier. And that four-series attack on Jijii was brilliant. If it wasn't for me, you'd be missing out on a four-stroke."

I swallowed the liquor in the cup I was given and left the spot behind.

In earlier places, dances and street arts began and were even more exciting.

Bololk, who was in front of me until just now, was looking at the juggling in the front row to make my eyes shine.

Inside there were maids and boys cleaning up food and people still eating food.

Few people eat mostly maids and boys.

I found my face there and approached it.

"Oh, Pretty Girl, I wonder if you were here"

There she was Karin, Mars's daughter.

"Ju, Master Jumka"

She looks so cute in a hurry.

"Dear Jumka, I, I have learned something called boxa-style martial arts in my personal defense."

Right, well, I hear women fight in the south, and they learn to protect themselves if they have to?

"Master Jumka's move, it was really brilliant. Maybe Normal teacher can't beat Master Jumka."

"Well, thank you"

"The left squirrel from those seven consecutive flicks, and the decision-maker's right perth, was really vibrant. We are in love."

Hmm? Yeah, no way.

"Haven't Pretty Girl been told her master has talent?

"Yes, but I'm a marquis lady, so you'll be flattered. And I want to do my best not to be confused by that."

"Well, good luck with that."

That's how he bit the bird's leg meat again, wiped his hands and mouth with the maid's forehead, and enjoyed the aftermath until the opening time.