Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Knights of the Holy Cross, Monsanto Road, Grand Main Mountain

At the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Cross, where the castle and church are integrated, in front of Gloucester Castle, Armor Knights, a giant humanoid weapon, pierces the sword to the ground and kneels.

From the integral chest cockpit part of it comes down a girl in knightly armor who seems willing to roll her hair vertically like a croissant.

There are two splendid horns stretched out on her side head, and this splendid horn is said to be a remnant of the horn of her ancestor, the Behemoth species. The more splendid this corner is, the higher the Magic Power and the higher the Holiness is supposedly.

Her name was Zeno Sturmfausen, Captain of the Knights of the Holy Cross III Chevalier.

At the entrance to the castle, Zeno joins the blind Serfi Charlotte, also captain of the second squad, into the castle.

"It's disgusting to think I have to listen to those pigs again."

"I'm making a big deal out of you until I figure out how to rescue the princess. 'Cause you're bloodthirsty."

"I know, I know."

"Roughly like you, Squad Three..."

Zeno supports Selfi's body kicked in the carpet.

"You're blind. It's dangerous."

"I'm sorry. I fly magic around the whole perimeter to get a sense of space. Weak on the ground."

Selfi's eyes remain closed all the time, also because he has been blind since childhood.

Martial arts and magic, however, had a gift, and they were hired as captains, even once by Annerose, the Knight Commander.

Now as a brake role for the Knights, it is even said that without her, the regiment is incompetent.

When the two entered the conference room, other Chivalry leaders and people from the Pontifical Class of the Church were gathered, and nearly twenty people were already seated at the huge round table.

The round table is known to just half the clergy and half the knights, and all humans on the church side have no personality at all with clergy hats in the same coat of law. The knight side, by contrast, is also poorly equipped, with no clumps in appearance such as sharp, eye-catching women wearing sneak outfits at the knight's beak or hidden faces with robes.

Two of the round-table seats are luxuriously constructed, unlike the others. One was supposed to be seated by Pope Red Lamb, the head of the church, and the other by Princess Anne-Rosé Knights, the head of the Knights side.

But Anne Rose's seat remains vacant, and there's no way she'll show up.

Red rum, dressed in a braided coat of gold and silver, looks around and checks the time with a large clock in the room before cutting out the story.

"Then start the Rocky Moon, the regular round table meeting. Before that."

When Red Lamb signaled, a woman in armor tied to a collar came dragged by a big, muscular man.

"Get off me!"

The woman is rampaged but forced to hold her to the floor.

It was Dragon Knight Drania, who had previously fought Orion in Ondine territory.

The Knights side seemed surprised, but the humans on the church side remain faceless.

"This woman lost the war in Ondine territory, which we joined in secret, and returned with an unmatched and repeated defeat and loss of soldiers, even on the next battlefield we gave her. Losing to such a weak king is not something that has been recognized."

"Don't be ridiculous! We don't even have time for dragons to rest in a series like that! You're the one who destroyed the Dragon Knights!

"Hmm, you're the only master of mouth. The Church takes a heavy look at this lapse and opens an abbreviated trial questioning the military responsibility of Captain Sixth Chevalier of the Knights of the Holy Cross, Dragon Knight Drania. The Church demands the dismissal of the head of Drania and the sending of the Black Earth Street to the Knights."

Black Land Street refers to the Slave City in the territory of the Knights of the Holy Cross, where human beings who are thrown into slavery have no human rights and are treated less than livestock. Red Lamb has demanded that Drania be sent as a slave.

"We shall now proceed to the vote. Raise your hand if you agree."

Then everyone on the church side raises their hands.

In this way the Knights of the Holy Cross proceed by taking a vote on the agenda on the part of the Knights and on the part of the Church with regard to matters inherently important for military and internal affairs.

However, Annerose, who now has the only absolute authority to flip even by analogy to unfavourable voting on the part of the Knights, was not present and almost had a situation in which the Church's side's rhetoric passed unconditionally.

"Then pass by a majority in favor..."

"Wait, I'm going to ask for a hold on Dorania's treatment!

It was Xeno who slammed the desk up.

"Now that Lady Annerose is gone, the Church must not decide on its own to treat the Knights! Besides, the march to Ondine territory is arbitrary on the part of the church. I'm not convinced that only the Knights side will be punished for that!

Kelvim, close to Red Ram's side, raises his voice to that voice.

"It would be convenient for the Knights if Her Royal Highness Princess Anne Rose would not attend the round table meeting? Roundtable meetings are by nature the most important official business. If you are absent from it because you are ill, it would be natural for the Church to make a decision instead. The march is also said to be arbitrary, but we have permission from Her Majesty Queen Maria Rose to reveal it to you, Mother of Anne Rose."

"Her Majesty is down on the floor sick! There's no way you can lower your military clearance or anything!

"And even if you say so. We also speak to Princess Annerose for more information, so you should hear from her."

"Keep him in impure prison. I often say..."

Xeno tells him to throw up saying he's abominable.

"Sir Zeno, I'll listen to what you have to say."

Anyway, when it comes to the treatment of Dorania, Mr. Annerose returns to the meeting, we'll vote on it.

"When the hell does that mean?

Red Lamb shakes his head against Kelvim shrugging his shoulders, for Christ's sake.

"I don't mind, Sir Zeno has a point. We shall now vote on Dorania's suspension of disposal. Raise your hand if you agree to hold."

Naturally no one can raise their hands from the church side. However, if all the Knights raise their hands, the disposition will be put on hold.

Red Lamb's face, who saw the results, is nibbly distorted.

"Every time... you..."

Zeno glances at the two humans who did not raise their hands on the side of the Knights with the kind of eyes he shoots to death.

One is a female ninja who has more officers than Tsubaki, the other is an old man with gray hair who made a bear under his eyes.

These two were nominally Knights, but in fact it could be said that they were spies sent in by the Church to manipulate the vote.

"Kihihihihihi"

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The female ninja remains silent and the man has a creepy grin.

"I didn't get to half of the favors. So we're sending Drania to Black Earth Street!

Drania blues to Red Ram's death sentence of substance.

"I don't like it! Stop it! You've come all the way from being a slave! I don't like it over there! I don't want to go back!!

The big man is forced to drag the screaming drania.

"I guess a few of his troops have survived, too. Send them all to Black Earth Street."

"Ha."

Zeno is angry at Red Lamb's words.

"Wait, why do we need to send all our troops to Black Earth Street!

"Sir Zeno, we win and naturally, defeat is unacceptable. She won't be the only one responsible for pretending to have two chances. All the troops pulled their legs together and lost. Defeat is the sin of the entire force. Lord Minnea, Mother of God, will not forgive you except victory."

"Come, wear God as an umbrella only when convenient..."

"If you are dissatisfied, will you take a vote?

Everyone on the church side smiled nasty at me, and it says that I can't get through that face anyway.

Zeno understood his disadvantage and had no choice but to sit in his seat with his fist gripped.

"Zeno, you have to live here."

"But!"

Selfie, who sits next to Zeno, usually reads emotions hard and was always told he had his eyes closed and never got angry, but now he was holding those fists hard and biting his lips off.

"Ku... if only Master Annerose were here..."

At the end of the round table meeting, the Knights and the Popes leave the room. The only ones left in it were Redrum and Kelvim, and Penupennu, the man who made the bear under his eyes.

"There's nothing I can do about that in the Knights, and I can't resist being forced to contain my anger. I can't stop my erection."

The Red Lamb nani was ginguined, and its mouth spilled with sloppy covetousness.

"Was Dorania okay? I thought you'd be loved."

"Hmm, why should I adore the wounds of slavery? I can't wait to turn my unclean rebellious biological daughter into a devout believer by affection. Especially that Kurt tribe is good, sacred and not mated with the human race of the ancestors"

"So give Zeno or Selfi some time's love, too?

"Naturally. But the purpose of the eagle is only to make Annerose give birth to the Son of God."

Red Lamb's stuff was even more furious in his imagination, and he was about to start flying now.

"Kihihihi, Dear Red Lamb, may I then entrust you with the treatment of that drania?

"Whatever you want."

"Apart from that, Pope, he said there was an accident at one of the laboratories, and he lost control of the experimental subjects"

"Discard it. Let the Knights reprocess it."

"Yes, sir."

"It will be only a matter of time before the Knights rebel. Get ready then."

Kelvim and Penupennu slowly bowed their heads.