A month early since I embarked on the Solemn Qing play.
The results have already come out. The boulder is me, I work fast. That's great, me.
Six people were arrested and punished for adhesion, bribery, embezzlement, and suspected intermediaries in other countries.
Five people flew from the Wang capital to the idleness of the province.
And, above all, the arrest of Sir Levine, the big man in the tax administration, is a major achievement.
It moves to Yang in the shadows and repeats the Solemn Qing play today.
With the continuation of numerous arrests, transferees, the Royal Castle was shaken.
Everyone understands.
Someone is trying to revamp the Royal Castle's power map.
I am an unfamiliar face, working at the Royal Castle.
Good, because you're covering up evidence that I'm in charge.
Still, the suspicious eye is on it.
Naturally, naturally.
It's impossible without such a solemn drama.
(i) Being at the apex of government, the Regent of a country.
And some kind of, what, trust that I might do?
From them, it is a brilliant, mastermind's most prominent candidate.
Well, I don't mind.
You're scared, aren't you? Do you feel that now?
Day by day, they are being avoided or treated with swelling by the royal castles.
I need to buy an unhappiness and not be solemnized myself.
Some of them, on the contrary, are approaching variants.
People who give me hardware.
I guess these guys, on the contrary, actively buy my pleasure.
It's stupid. He sent himself evidence of bribery.
Well, let him swim for a while.
Useful, use it under me. If it becomes an obstacle, it is instant purity.
Keep buying cheerfulness so I don't have to.
That's how the Solemn Qing play is going well. No, it was moving on.
But something unexpected broke out.
Apart from the Solemn Qing play led by me, it was important enough to shake the royal castle.
In some cases, it may come in the way of the plan.
It was up to your previous meeting to be held today to see how you would fall.
The meeting before you, as its name suggests, is attended by the king, and the meeting that takes place before him.
The venue was among the most opulent and glamorous in the royal castle.
On the throne ahead, which climbed the deepest floor (the mushroom), was Carl III, the King.
In front of it, across the red carpet in the center, on both sides, the civilian martial arts officers are divided left and right, lined up by position.
The closer the seat is to the throne, the more senior the official.
Most of all, even the lowest people are far higher than the wooden officials there.
In other words, what lies at the heavy responsibility of Bunwu is the meeting we met together.
That's all it takes to extrapolate the importance of this meeting.
On the upper seat closest to the throne on the civilian side, I stand.
From there I looked up at Carl's face sitting on the throne.
Carl has a no-face expression and is waiting for the meeting to begin.
I look up, and I never get my gaze on it.
I haven't seen Carl properly in the past month.
Carl was obviously avoiding me, and because I thought it would be counterproductive to be forced to meet him.
... No, this is an excuse.
I was just scared. Also, Carl saw me with that eye.
Oh, my God, pity. I sigh in my heart.
Of course, we can't leave it like this.
To some extent, should I try to improve my relationship with Karl, one by one, once the Solemn Qing play kicks in?
and so on, and shelves the problem from time to time.
I look face to face when I take my gaze off Carl.
On the warlord's side opposite each other, it's Lily who stands on the top seat. Next up is General Regula.
Lily and General Regula, they are in the same rank, but from the order of precedence, Lily and then General Regula.
The other generals remain absent from the Wang capital while they are assigned to their respective places of residence.
The problem that arose this time arose with the assignment of one of them, General Bradley.
Admiral Bradley is a general who has been entrusted with the national defence from Kamps Agel, adjacent to the northern part of the Kingdom of Magna.
Kamps Agel, there's nothing here you can call a country.
The plains, which seem to last everywhere, are dotted with a variety of nomadic peoples, large and small.
If you think of a horseback riding nation such as the Hungarian, which is called adjacent to the North, the nature of the ethnic group in which it lives, and which threatened China, that largely fits the reality of Kamps Agel.
The nomadic people who have been rocked by horses since they were babies are extremely troublesome.
They may have the strongest cavalry.
Speaking of the strongest cavalry, there is a Rutherford family in the kingdom of Magna.
In fact, it seems that this Rutherford family and its ministerial corps were originally one of the leading families living in KampsAgel.
Of course, it was a long time ago, before the founding of the Kingdom of Magna.
In other words, the same level of cavalry as that second army is finally in the land called Kamps Agel.
Oh, my God, isn't it like a demonic realm?
The only salvation is that they are not a single rock.
Each family is never close. On the contrary, it is not uncommon for disputes to arise between families.
Well, even if each family is alone, it's troublesome.
However, on rare occasions, several clans were consigned to threaten the borders of the Kingdom of Magna.
It happens rarely. It's like a kind of disaster at the earliest.
But the kingdom of Magna has never succumbed to the scourge.
So easily, we won't let enemy soldiers invade us from Kamps Agel cross the border.
Just as China had a Great Wall of 10,000 miles, so too was the Kingdom of Magna, guarding the northern border for generations.
One of the Seven Generals, led by the Bradleys, First Army. Commonly known as the First Army of the Meat Wall.
The First Army is not necessarily stronger than other regular armies.
However, loyalty to the state was unparalleled.
They have literally built mountains of corpses on the border since the founding of the Kingdom of Magna until today.
Yes, not enemy soldiers, but the corpses of soldiers on your side.
Absolutely dead. That is the mission that the First Army has continued to fulfil.
Until reinforcements rush from the center, they will not invade the soil.
That is the pride of the First Army.
And now, and again, the First Army was in the midst of its spectacular mission.
"Sire, we should send reinforcements to the north as soon as possible."
On behalf of the martial officer, Lily plays.
"Okay. Are you deciding who to let reinforcements go?
Lily answers Carl's query again.
"In the opinion of the dwarf, General Regula's Sixth Army is the best"
I'll hold that Lily opinion back, too.
"The dwarf agrees. The Rangers currently in the King's Capital are the Sixth, Seventh, and My Wand Troops, though. The Wand Squad is exhausted by an earlier Southern dispatch. Also part of the Seventh Army was dispatched as reinforcements, thus equally exhausted. I was wondering if General Regula's Sixth Army was the only one in a state of perfection."
The person named also opens his mouth.
"Be sure to order my Sixth Army. We must show them back the barbarians of the North."
Two top martial officers on this occasion and a top civilian agree.
The content is also natural. As it is, it will be decided so much.
Hehe, General Regula, let me give you a chance to put up a medal of arms.
Yeah, one last chance.
This battle will be a pretty massive one.
It's a big fight, not comparable to the skirmishes in the south ahead.
Whatever, it's the first massive invasion from Kamps Agel in 30 years.
You don't have to be bad, it's going to be a year-by-year fight.
You worked so hard on the front line, Admiral Regula.
With all that time, my plot is so complete.
I have returned to the King's Capital with all my heart, and there is no place for you anymore.
Sprinkle, squirt.
What strong luck. I have it, me.
I didn't know the biggest obstacle could be easily removed.
Come on, later, just wait for Carl's life to go down to General Regula.
I looked up at the throne.
"The lords' opinions were understood. but the rest disagree with Sir and others"
In the meantime, a twitch like a twitch occurs.
Oh, Carl's a fucking kid! What the hell...?
"I tell you with my life. Both Regent Sizk and General Gunter will lead reinforcements to the northern border. I hereby appoint Sizku, Sir, as Commander-in-Chief of the First, Seventh and Devil's Staff Units and all these armies."
The noisy blurring that passed through, for example, overflowed during the sight.
"What the hell is this, Your Majesty!? I'm not convinced! No, at last, Seventh, it's good to send the Wand troops to reinforcements. Why is His Highness the Regent Commander-in-Chief!? She's not even a martial artist! That's why, instead of the two generals!?
General Regula and others protest while spitting.
"What do the lords know about the king's life?"
A quiet, yet unspoken voice descends from the throne.
The place quickly calmed down.
"There is a reason for this fate. That's the Hoover family name. Seven generals who continued to support my royal family through our traditional homeland. What this one remains missing is an undesirable situation. We need to fill the vacant seats as soon as possible. but the seven high generals, those who inherit them, shall not be ordinary generals there. I deserve my personality and I have to put up a glorious martial arts that everyone recognizes.... only one person knows who it is possible to do so. Therefore, we will give him the opportunity to perform martial arts."
Carl tells the story of his life.
The gaze of all who are in the midst of sight pierces me.
The gaze was not favorable.
Anyway, you think I'm letting Carl say this.
But the reality is different. This is not the muscle I drew.
And it wouldn't even be what Carl himself thought.
Then my adversary. Admiral Regula, or someone else.
Recent moves here, by that series of masterminds.
That's who's manipulating Carl.
An unpleasant sweat runs down my back.
Expose the replacement child's secrets to Carl while I'm being dispatched to the south.
That's how it fuels distrust of me. And this one.
Maybe even a massive Kamps Agel offense, this enemy, did some work?
This ploy, for example, has been carefully prepared for a long time.
Haha, it's the difference between cloud mud and me who moved out after the enemy's movement brightened up.
If I go north like this, while I'm gone, the enemy's plot in the king's capital will be accomplished.
...... that's not good. But there's nowhere to open it.
Well, apparently, I'm the one who's running out of places to go back to the king's capital.
"Sizuk, will you take it? It is a celebration, so to speak, to appoint Sir as Commander-in-Chief. After the war, you will succeed the Hoover family."
A voice descends from the throne. Say no to this, I won't have it.
At the time of payment of the annual contribution…? I have no choice.
I walk slowly.
Proceeding to the top of the red carpet in the center, he turned back to Carl from the front.
Kneel down, drool your head respectfully.
"Thank you. Be sure to live up to Your Majesty's expectations"
He uttered a declaration of defeat with a harsh voice.