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

Six months later, the battle

"Hungaaaaaa!!

I hit the siege tower in front of me with a hammer throw.

The columns were broken when they made a sound, and the siege tower collapsed.

... Did you get a good hit...

I took a short look at the collapsed siege tower.

A siege tower is a tower built to the height of a castle wall.

Divided into layers, the upper part is equipped with crosslinks for transfer to enemy walls.

It often also has other scaffolding loaded with broken castle hammers to smash castle walls or archers sniping castle soldiers from higher levels.

Of course, it's mobile, and I'm in a wheeled trolley.

Because of the complexity and size of the structure, it is a drawback when it comes to taking time to assemble.

"Huh! Wow!

Jean is surprised to see me throw.

"Jean, the next one's still coming."

"Oh, I'll take care of it."

Needless to say, Jean will be sniping at the soldiers pushing the next siege tower.

We've been evacuating enemy attacks many times since then, but today we've been exposed to heavy attacks.

The White Soldier battle has been fought many times after being transferred from the castle tower and ladder (ladder) to the walls.

Enemy soldiers preferably seek to destroy catapults and baristas.

"Don't be frightened! Don't be scared!! Barista and Catapult aim for the Siege Tower!!

Zillow's claws fly.

I find enemy soldiers approaching from a hung ladder and run over with stones.

"Hummaaaa!!

There was a strange voice.

He slammed the stone onto the ladder with the momentum as it stood.

It may look like a rugby try, depending on what you see.

The ladder is broken on one side and the unbalanced enemy soldiers fall.

"Go! Go!"

The remaining side was also folded with a mace, and the ladder fell with Gashan.

Then an enemy soldier was seen entering from a distant ladder.

Poncero is responding right away.

...... shit! There's no kiri! Are they going to put Keri on today!?

Honestly, I think I'm going to root up for this total attack.

The enemy breaks up into several groups and does not loosen his attackers while taking turns in turn.

It's called a car hanging.

This one runs around in the morning, exhausted, and the enemy is just a fresh beginner.

The sun is already directly above it, and the castle soldiers who kept fighting are physically and mentally close to their limits.

"Oraola!! Still coming!! Not yet!!

Andre broke.

Looks like he's getting too tired and in some weird tension.

I observe my surroundings while adding to the thin spots.

Then, at the edge of his sight, he saw an enemy soldier climbing the walls.

Enemy but awesome guts.

"Congratulations, still eat this!

The reward is Mace's full swing.

Making a noise with Batin he danced in the sky.

Gatsun and arrow hit my helmet in the shape of a ride out.

There was no penetration of the helmet, no trauma, but the shock made me creep.

"…… painful, shit"

No big deal, but now my body remembers the fatigue that I was trying not to be aware of.

I feel tired in my pants and thighs.

... Uh, my throat is dry...

I get up flat.

Papwowowow.

Papwowowow.

Papwowowow.

My rise coincided with the sound of the enemy's horn.

… has won,?

I collapsed with Batan and became a big man.

The cheers of my allies seem to stain my tired body.

"Dear Barian! Are you ok!?

It's the voice of Poncero.

I don't have the energy to reply anymore, but if you make a fuss, it's morale.

"I'm fine. Hit me in the head... and I'm tired..."

Anyway, it outweighed the enemy's total attack.

The tide will change here.

………………

The next morning, in my room.

"You think he's a messenger?

"It's from the Verble family," Andre replied when I checked.

... Verbull or I can't imagine anything...

"Well, since we met. Let me through the hall."

"I understand."

Andre, who was instructed by me, withdrew immediately.

I get up from the chair saying, "Come on," too, but my whole body screams.

Muscle aches?

"Gosh, it hurts."

I walk face to face.

It's a bit of a pain I've never felt... symptoms like general muscle pain and body fatigue.

... Was it too tense?

I forced my giddy body to move toward the hall.

There was a strange knight.

Nice physique. Especially the thick neck stands out.

But the impression of my face is terribly faint.

He's a middle-aged man with a face like a picture of mediocrity.

Brown hair, black eyes.

If there are no scars on his forehead, he will soon forget his face... Is it a good impression that he is shaving his beard up sappily?

"It's my first pleasure to meet you. I'm Louis de Bessie. I am the knight of the Verble."

Betsy waited for the ministers to align to my left and right.

… Louis……… it's plain to the name………

I was a little fond of this man.

"Nice to meet you. It's Varian de Lioncool."

When I named him, the man started to flatter me, "My lord, to fight a great battle," etc., so I opened my mouth to block it.

"No, let's not flatter. What can I do for you?"

I decided to move on. It's kind of oddly dally.

Did you catch a cold?

"Yes, I understand. Today we have come to mediate peace between the Counts of Lyoncourt and the Menge and Dream families."

"An intermediary for peace?

I make a bitter smile.

I thought it was a good way to say that the two families and our mediation of peace.

"Intermediaries... aren't they good worm breeds while we fight ourselves?

"No, it was the imitation of Wujia who exchanged spears with His Excellency. Only in response to a request from a good Menge family… we want to connect with His Excellency, who is a good fighter of our time."

The rhetoric was about to start again and I took control lightly with my hands.

"Is this a negotiation with the Verble family? Or are we talking about coalition forces?

I go in from the basic question. I don't even know if you're a plenipotentiary ambassador or just a user in the first place.

"Consider the entire coalition…. I am the leader of this Verbul army, and Sir Menge and Sir Dream have asked me to mediate peace… I will leave it to you if it is not too difficult."

I simply returned "Understood".

Looks like we should wrap up the peace proposal with Betsy for now.

"So, what's it about?

If it's peaceful, we can cross the boat.

I think it would be a good idea to take it if it weren't for the worse.

Because winning a defense battle doesn't make much money.

The longer you prolong, the more deficit you get.

"How about an apology and compensation to the Menge family for your Excellency and a return and compensation to your daughter for the Dream family?

I thought, "Hmm."

If the war is over, you should apologize or something... but the problem is with Floria.

I wish Rudolph had let go of his hand lightly, but I can't say anything.

If I even let Floria get hurt trying to take me to Muriyali, it would make the conversation easier.

"I accept your apology. However, without compensation, I apologize for insulting both the Menge family and my wife."

"Naturally… it would be helpful if you could offer compensation, even if it is slightly better."

Betsy nodded naturally when it came to apologizing.

But they want a small amount of compensation... the point is, they want the body that punished the variants.

As a result of the consultation, the amount of compensation was set at 5000 ducats. Really only a few.

"Sir Dream's daughter...... as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to know, but I'm willing to do it myself. What about having a meeting with Sir Drealm?

"Yeah," Betsy tilted her neck.

"How will Sir Dream's safety be guaranteed?

"Sir Dream's army may be stationed in the territory. Here's the meal. I'll hold it, and I'll keep the hostages for everything. Except Lord Dream's army."

Betsy nodded at my suggestion.

"That's about the drop point. This will preserve the face of both houses."

Yes, it is.

This battle didn't start with some strategic goal.

The two houses insulted by the Lioncool family just challenged the battle for honor...... it is ridiculous indeed, but it is also the cavalry operation that cannot leave the dishonor received unattended.

"That's good with both houses. But bashrall can't be nothing, can it?

"There... but the Bashraal family..."

Negotiations between me and Bessie continued, and Bashrall was settled with the signing of a peace treaty with Lioncool.

When it comes to the peace treaty, it's tough, but the content is simple.

1. Both houses shall not wage war for three years.

2. Bashraal shall not stop the logistics unless it is a war with Lioncool.

3 · Inevitably, it is forbidden to loot when the Lyoncourt army passes through Bashraal territory

4. The Bashrall family is to pay 5,000 ducats to Lioncool.

That is all.

If the logistics don't stop, we'll get it.

The compensation is the opposite of what was said earlier, in order to appeal to "I won" for the territory.

There is no need to announce the amount.

I'm just going to announce that I "bumped the compensation".

"And… My Verble will take this labor, but I have a favor for His Excellency"

Betsy cut it out in a natural way.

...... I guess this is a round loss then the verble that put out the soldiers. You need souvenirs...

I say, "Here we go."

"What is it? I wish I could..."

"Your Eminence is a wise man…… I would like to ask for your support for the way he deserves the next king………"

I see. Tell him to change his saddle to the King's Brotherhood.

But I can't drink this.

I owe it to the king to take refuge.

Saddling here will also stop working well with the king's Viscount Draine, who will finally be isolated in diplomacy.

"No, sir."

"Then I would like you to go through the good (OK) with the verble. I do not swear allegiance to His Highness Matthias."

Even though it is good with Verble……, some military alliances are such as to mutually defeat soldiers, while others are as good as "Let's get along".

Betsy laughed nicely when I told her, "It depends."

"How about not fighting each other?

"Is that just each other's army? Can the alliance opponent be disabled?

Marquis Verbul and Lyoncourt are out of territory, and I feel fine, but I'll make sure.

Otherwise, I would have trouble rubbing with a bad bashrall.

Even if you don't think about it, it's not natural that the only reward for sending out the army is an unwary treaty with a distant lord... but to be honest, my concentration was out.

"That's fine."

"Well, then, you know what?"

I get up, but I feel a stiffness and flutter a little.

"How did you do it?

"No, I broke my leg a little in yesterday's fight."

I was deluded, but how did Betsy see it?

But they also want to stop the war, and peace is a process of establishment.

I wouldn't turn around here or anything.

Me and Bessie shook hands tightly and he left.

The guide is Poncero.

………………

When Bessie left, I missed her, and I got my butt cake.

That's the limit.

"Dear Barian!? How did you do it!?

Everyone rushes over worried.

"A little, I'm not feeling well...... my body hurts"

Andre said, "No way, it's poison."

"Don't say anything rare... the poisoner is not in the castle"

I crave Andre and head to my room while Lolo and Jean lend me their shoulders.

"Huh!! It hurts."

"Hey, are you okay? That's terrible for muscle aches."

Jean is surprised at my malaise and Lolo is silent.

By the way, I've never even caught a cold since I became a variant.

… Shit, this is……… not just…… rubella? Flu? I wish I had a summer cold or something......

I felt chilly about my strangeness.

I don't know the name of the disease.

"Both of you, if you need anything from me, cooperate with my uncle. My son… Simon doesn't have to count."

It's a little rough, but this is also a will.

I don't think I'm going to die either, but in Amoros, people die easily.

That's even the summertime cold.

The two didn't say weird consolations and snorted at me firmly...... I'm really reliable.

… this is not the right time……………

I fell asleep in the bed I was put in charge of.

Deep, I slept.