Tadashi Tanaka (41) Birth of a Kingdom – ‘Medieval Europe Is Too Harsh!’

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"" Wow, wow ""

By my decree, the Brotherhood climbs the earth base for the exercise.

There are many members of the crew in Formosa and leather armor. He also carries a rucksack.

It was not a uniform, but it was paid to those who could not equip themselves with fine equipment.

Weapons use their own gains.

"Haha, no, no, no!

"Rollo, take the right! I'm in here!!

Jean pushed the crew back with a stick of fun.

Andre and Rollo are desperate to cover a wide range.

They are in charge of the defense.

As a rule because it is training, if it is pushed back with a stick, it is supposed to go down.

"All right, until then! Next time, use the tools!

This is case practice.

Earlier, we assumed a castle attack with only weapons and nothing equipped.

Next time, we have gear.

The members combined shields to build scaffolding and quickly got over the dirt base.

"Good! It's over for all of us at the end!

At the end of the day, we all got over the dirt bases that nobody was protecting several times.

If we just get over it, we'll all be happy to do it.

... This is enough.

I nodded, "All right, all right."

There has also been an increase in earth bases for exercises, and some things are now nearly two metres tall.

It looks like we can expect this in action.

Everyone's gear is new.

Lolo has a droplet-shaped helmet on his clasp and a cheek.

Lolo, who joined his son-in-law in a rich merchant's house, is well equipped.

The weapons will also have splendid shields and swords, so much so that the poor knights around them will envy them.

Jean has her cheeks on her droplet-shaped helmet, but it's leather armor.

Use the fig bow, but the arrow is vicious. The arrow he devised has a long, thin arrow butt to pierce the clasp.

Andre has an orthodox style: leather armor on the lineup, shield on the spear.

Tanqueray also has leather armor on its shinkasa. As far as weapons are concerned, they remain salaried axes.

He's poor, he wants to help a little, but he can't.

I am going to do the weapon when it is active.

Each grew and both Lolo and Jean grew.

My height seems to have stopped.

About half of a 190 cm platform.

My body is strangely mucky...... do I even have intestinal fungus like gorillas?

It's a tremendous power, and if I iron claw a bandit in half of my play, I blew a bubble and died.

Shocked to death because my skull was safe... grip like a prowler known as an iron claw.

I'm 16 years old.

A few months after taking office in the castle, the season is about to spring.

For the past year or so, I have been training with my squire as I wild bandits and chase away mountain peoples.

Much has been achieved, but hands have been burned by mountain peoples.

The mountain people known as Erwanje are troublesome people.

I usually pull into an undisclosed mountain area, but I come down occasionally to trade and loot.

I don't have the specifications to deal with it because I don't know where it comes from and where it leaves me.

Not knowing the teachings of Holy Heaven, so much so that some villages refuse to enter even if it is a deal to eat people.

That's how busy I was, but I had plenty of privacy, and I married Smina last year.

As a child of the Count, it was quite Jimi's marriage... but this was taken into account in a discreet way by me, the second son.

I now live with my sister Katia in a castle room.

Except for the bedroom, of course.

Lolo also gave birth to his daughter and delighted Alban.

I guess everything is going well.

But peace won't last long, I know there's something going on this year.

Count Berger's crusade is decreed.

………………

collar capital

"Barian, how's the Bashraar trend? You can't just step on the last one."

Rudolph confirms the status quo with me.

The last expedition was unintentionally hit by Viscount Bashraal and he began a painful battle.

As for Rudolph, I'd be curious.

"Right...... there won't be room for Bashraal. The thieves who come to plunder in search of food never stop. If you look at the situation and try to plunder from here once in a while, there is hardly anything golden-eyed… However, since Bashraar is a king's younger brother, it is possible to receive assistance from him and enlist him."

They snort at my words.

Recently, I started attending meetings as well.

The meeting is attended by about 10 more relatives, including his uncle Rodrigue and brother Robert, as well as heavy ministers such as Albert and Decos.

Rudolph and Rodrig are weirdly appreciative of me and treat me like one person... I'm glad to hear that, but I'm deeply anxious.

I don't think it's a good idea for me to stand out as my second son.

"Um, there's a place to hear what the variants have to say. We should leave the army out there."

"Right... it would be appropriate for Master Barian to protect the absence of the fortress city of Portu"

Albert and Decos opened their mouths.

I think I should leave a message too.

That's what castle money is all about in the first place, and I don't intend to earn martial arts in the Expeditionary Army.

My father, Rudolph, is over 40 and my brother, Robert, is 21... it's hard to make a big deal out of him until the replacement is over.

"No… I'll leave my absence to Rodrigue. Varians join the Expeditionary Army together."

I stared at Rudolph in surprise.

... stupid, are you going to make me and my brother compete!?

I tongued inside.

Rudolph is an unbeatable soldier, but he doesn't seem to be very good at judging the situation as a politician.

The last time I saw it militarily, I also resolutely withdrew my troops immediately, crushing Bashraar with a knife to return them.

But on the other hand, turning back the army without rooting led to this wasted expedition.

Blaming Rudolph for his theory of results is not good, but there is no question that he is worse at politics than the military.

And now you want me to invite you to a successor fight?

"Rudolph! Are you insane!? I'm willing to compare Robert to Varian!!

Albert slapped his desk with Don.

There is a similar force in that face to killing.

"Brother, Robert has a proven track record, as well as his oldest son. There is no shortage."

My uncle Rodrigue also shelters Robert.

Robert had a son last year.

Me and Robert are silent.

I wonder what look Robert has on his face, but I'm very unwilling to see you there.

"No, the successor is Robert, this won't change no matter what."

Rudolph says lightly, "The Successor is Robert," but in the realm... maybe he hasn't felt the atmosphere of the Lioncools surrounding me in particular.

He continued his words unaware of my subtle feelings.

"Let's keep the Expeditionary Army to 1,500 and consolidate our absence, Varian. Collect about 500 men in Portu to lead. Separating armies is a bad idea, but you know what I'm after?

Rudolph asks me a question.

It divides the army, so you have two goals, right?

"Are you?"

"Um, reinforcements are supposed to come from Viscount Draine and Knight Dream. I don't want to be destroyed before we rendezvous."

The Viscount Draine family is the home of my mother, Lucienne. The Dreams are the home of my sister-in-law, Floria.

It is a strangely similar and confusing surname, but not a relative.

... Well, given the food and other loss, can't we help but assemble locally?

I snorted at Rudolph.

No matter how well planned and careful you are, there are encounters.

The battlefield is always fluid and you can't read ahead like it's foggy.

In an age of no communication, we predict the movements of each other's enemies… It would be tragic if Batali and his friends became bowlers with the enemy's main force before joining us.

Don't let that happen. I will lead the way, ramble to prominence, and draw the eyes of my enemies away from my friends.

If the armies of our allies join us, we can help you, until then it is our job to escape.

"Varian is a great body, that military outfit. It will draw the attention of the enemy."

Rudolph laughed with pleasure.

I know he's basically a child troublemaker and cares about each of his three sons.

But it's not as delicate as it is to absorb the feelings of children… I'm not calm as Robert thinks I am.

"Surely I can't play that role."

Rodrig smiled bitterly.

Sure, this uncle is plain... he wouldn't be good for it.

"But Master Barian lacks the experience of leading the army. Someone needs to help."

"Um, variants are going to do it, but they're going to need experience"

Decos and Albert nodded.

They're both going to be my aides. Apparently they have a tummy tummy.

Look at this one. It's nibbling.

They're basically brain-muscle thinking... they should be thinking that if you go with me, you'll enjoy it.

Of course what we enjoy is killing and pillaging.

Albert should be close to 60, but he's fine.

He still wants to go to war.

"Good, let's leave it to Albert. Decos, help Robert."

Rudolph summarily executed and the meeting was dissolved after a few detailed exchanges.

Rudolph, who is decisive, doesn't bother with anything. Instant execution.

Aside from what happens to the results, there is hope as a strong leader.

... Basically, he's an excellent guy... but not perfect... well, it's true...

I watched Rudolph with subtlety.

………………

After the meeting, I ran over to Rudolph and Robert and talked.

There's definitely something I need to tell you.

"Father, brother, I want you to listen... give me territory when I'm active in the next battle. Before all the noise around them."

They turned a blind eye to my suggestion.

Granting land also means being subordinate and setting up a separate house.

It should be clear that you will leave the successor race.

But they looked at each other and laughed greatly.

"Haha! Balian, is there someone who rewards you before you go to war!?

"Uhm, this guy is a masterpiece! Ha-ha-ha!

Robert and Rudolph laugh innocently.

Maybe it looks like their younger brother's son (the boy at the bottom) is on track for them.

The servants who were still there are also laughing.

I was going to declare in front of everyone that I wanted to go down to my subordinates, but I didn't tell them.

The only ones who haven't laughed are Rodrigue and Albert.

…… It's weather……… I don't know what happens……

I slapped my tongue.

He laughs as if that inspired Rudolph again.

My busy brother and son seem to be corrupt. No matter how big he gets, he's a cute son to him.

... OK, let's get active and get the land. That would convey the intention.

I swallowed a sigh.