A house in a wooded forest with trees. There the man was spending time with one servant. Young in age and appearance.
Enter the biggest room in the house. There were large numbers of people there, young and old.
"Dr. Astra, I'd also like today's lecture"
Three times as old as the young man is, he calls the man a teacher and respects him.
Only two of these are younger than Astra.
"Now let's study in Master Noel's book again"
That's what the man said and put a bunch of paper in his arms.
They all nodded and gathered around a man called Astra.
Noel's book of military law is out of the door. Only this book, a copy in the kingdom, a copy made of only a few copies in the kingdom, kept in the main hall of the Patriarchate, exists.
No, that's what people thought at the time. But there was another set in the meadow, and only another set here.
Astra, a genius who made it the thirteenth man of the former pope, ran with Noel on the battlefield, and made a perfect copy of Noel's book of military law just once seen.
But because of his talent, he is endangered by his brother, and he lives close to seclusion here.
But I'm not dissatisfied with my dull life. I was enjoying the life of a clear plow and rain reading.
Life studying Noel's book of military law in perfect copy, word for word, day after day. He gave lectures as a private school every three days, taught reading and writing calculations to the children of the village in front of the woods, and used them and what was taken in the field in front of the house as daily food.
The content of the lecture is in the form of explaining the contents of the book and getting the students to discuss it.
"Doctor, I have a question."
One of the students raised his hand.
Everyone's gaze concentrated on the man.
"Go ahead."
"Master Noel calls the matter of King Ricardo Kimyra a rare poor war. But he is a famous general of a hundred battles and a hundred victories. Tell us about it here."
Astra chuckled at this man's remarks.
So you thought you were being ridiculed, and the man who asked the question distorts his face with a little anger.
"Rude, rude, I didn't laugh at you. I've read this part and wondered at the time... I've asked him the same question. That's what I remember."
The man who questioned Astra's apology softened his anger and became faceless.
"So can anyone answer this before the answer?
Astra looks around at the students but they all have the look of twisting their heads and thinking.
After a few minutes of silence, Astra slowly sat back down.
"So here's the subject of today's lecture."
Yes, Astra said, the students sat in front of their desk away from Astra.
Make sure everyone sits down. Astra starts the lecture quietly.
"First of all, what is the nature of the thing called war, I will discount it because it will be long and complicated. But there's only one thing I can say. War is a collision of mutual interests and interests. That is."
Nodding like everyone knows when Astra looks around everyone.
"Winning a war, then, is nothing more than making more profit than your opponent. In our words, we preach and penetrate Dems' teachings to more people."
It's almost like a confirmation.
"So how about King Ricardo? Indeed, in the match, his strength is overwhelming. If he could fight on a plain with the same number of soldiers, no disturbing objects, it would be about the horseback riders in the north. But what is the profit he made from the war?
Everyone in Astra's words, shut up.
"To put it well, it would be about the fame of a strong match and the trust of soldiers. All the fights he doesn't think about profiting from it. He does. No matter how well you beat it, soldiers, money and food are garbage to get. Besides, he intervenes in wars in other countries as righteous king, letting his allies win. Normally, such battles are left to those who asked for support, and it is normal for me to turn to assistance. But he fights himself with his troops in the main battle. It is only fame that has gained from the further consumption of so many soldiers, money and food that it gives everything to those who seek to support the interests of victory."
Many are impressed by Astra's words.
It's not hard. Simple, but therefore difficult to realize.
"And the territory and rights gained by those who sought support. Much dissatisfaction, confusion, and strife arise because it is not something you have won and gained in the main battle. And it becomes a schematic for King Ricardo to ask for help. On the contrary, some places have become hostile to King Ricardo."
Students are listening to Astra's words so that they don't miss them word for word.
"And I know, but humans don't grow that fast. It takes fifteen years for a baby to fight. You could get sick in the meantime. He may not be able to fight because he was attacked by demons and injured. Yes, people are a valuable resource. King Ricardo is wasting too much on that."
This opinion of Astra is Noel's receiver and seller.
"With fewer young men, fewer people farm. That way the child has to be in charge of much of the farming. Fewer children can grow up. If there are fewer young men, there are fewer who can open up. There are no more people who can feed them if they don't open them anew. Fewer young men will protect the village from demons. That will further reduce the number of children who can grow up. That's how they get poorer and poorer and sell their children. And sold children move to rich places in another country. This is how a vicious circle of declining nations is created."
Reflect that Astra got too hot and stay back.
"My brother, Chancellor, works every day to prevent that. But King Ricardo repeats consuming more than that. You said water on the burning stone for Master Noel to compare. And this is what he said. History makes Ricardo a war genius. You would write my brother as a fool who disrupted the country, but the exact opposite. And."
Quiet air flows when Astra's words are finished.
"Let's have a discussion about this lecture today. Speak for yourself."
When Astra says so, the students speak their opinions one after the other and the arguments are exchanged.
Sometimes it got hot, sometimes it was discussed calmly and the lecture ended that day.
The students left one and went home. The large room was left alone with Astra and the students.
A younger student with only two, and the only woman.
"Doctor, I've learned a lot about today's lecture as well"
"Well, that's good"
They stare at each other.
Astra's eyes are normal, but the woman's eyes dwelt in love.
It's not like Astra hasn't noticed that either. But the confined body, and she was one of the priest's daughters entrusted with preaching around here.
"Doctor, could you think about leaving here?
"I can't do that"
This conversation was also the usual act after a three-day lecture.
"Really? Too bad."
And it came to pass, that the woman rose up, and left this house.