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

At the beginning of the year, I was 28 years old.

The girl Smina gave birth to last year was Lina, and the girl Chiara gave birth to in the early summer of this year was named Eema in a persolone-style way.

Now my child is three men and three women, and I think the balance is really good.

Lina has dark eyes, dark hair, but Eema's hair is red.

I said I was feeling well and at ease with both of them.

For the record, Smina's breasts are binary, but she still doesn't have much breast milk.

On the contrary, it is strange for a woman to say that the more she leaves it alone, the more abundant it will seep out.

………………

Even though I had a baby, the situation doesn't wait for me.

I sent word to the Knights under my command to prepare for a new battle, and I equipped myself.

First, it is armor.

The armor my grandfather used was damaged after more than 10 years of use, so I decided to make a new one.

Armor is very expensive and will be the biggest thing for my personal spending.

My grandfather's armor was maintained with care and I decided to keep it as before.

Maintenance of the cladding is difficult.

First place a clasp in a container with rough sand in your eyes and rotate it glued with a stick like a washing machine.

Of course it's manpower.

Even though it's an awesome heavy labor, my armor weighs twice as much because it's even more specially made and knitted in double chains.

It's a job everyone hates.

Next, use abrasives (finely crushed natural stones) to remove fine rust.

This is also a distracting task.

Replace the torn or damaged parts with new chains and apply oil to the finish to prevent rust.

Finished grandfather's armor shines shiny.

"That's great, I'm starting to waste my new armor"

"It's true. Mr. Anselm has a good apprentice."

Lolo follows my words.

Care of the cladding is heavy labor and often apprenticeships except for the stitching of chains.

"Dude, I could've done anything but sizing already. I'm not asking you to cancel."

Anselm emerged from the workshop behind him with a bitter face.

A lower-working boy slave brings in new armor for about two while letting him breathe out "Ugh."

"This is him, look at him. Referenced the original armor."

It's a double braided clasp, just like my grandfather's armor.

"Oh, that's heavy."

Heavy as a zushiri when held.

I feel a firmer weight than my grandfather's armor.

"Yeah, I put a small iron bill (lamellar) on my chest and belly area. It's going to take a lot more to take care of."

If you look at it, a small tag is sewn to protect the midline of the body.

Weave the feathers under the armor you bring (Gambeson) and wear new armor.

I feel strain on my shoulders, but tightening my hips giggles made the strain more dispersed and easier.

"Heavier than before, but whatever"

My armor rattled when I bounced with Piong Piong.

"The armor is finally carried by two of our lads."

Anselm laughed bitterly and took out his helmet and cheek, "He's next," he said.

The helmet has two corners that stick out in front of it, and the black paint is painted and glossy.

The cheeks are colored with red paint, which is horrible.

I feel like my face is bright red and I feel more scared.

He wore leather armor on top of this and fur feathers further in the Persolone style.

Falcon on your hips and hold your favorite oversized mace to complete it.

"What do you say?"

"The moment I see you, don't just fly away."

Anselm laughed bitterly when I asked.

Anselm grabbed the boy's ass and whispered "Be patient" when the slave boy muttered "Don't be afraid."

The boy shyly leans down and twists himself.

It seems Anselm has also been bright on Koch's path lately.

I don't care, but if the church sues him, he's definitely one shot out. It's a disloyal euphemism.

"It doesn't look like you need to resize."

"Oh, perfect, I like it. I need you to study him later."

I removed the fallchon and gave it to Anselm.

I bought a few bottles so I still have the spare.

"Is that the song knife this guy was talking about... there were also more skillful forges in the craftsmanship. Let them see."

"Please. I'm not in a hurry."

Anselm reliably undertook to "leave it to me" with the boy in his arms.

After I saw Falcon, I couldn't help but want the Japanese knife and asked Anselm.

As a man, I still feel romantic about Japanese swords.

I called out to Anselm and left the place.

The armor stays on.

My grandfather's armor is tucked in a box, and Lolo is in charge.

"Dear Barrian... are you going home in that outfit?

"Yeah, I just want to get used to it."

Lolo tried to say something, but swallowed the words, "Well, I know," he snarled and spanned on his horse.

As I go first, women scream small, children cry, dogs bark.

The intimidating effect is perfect.

At some point Lolo was somewhere away, but let's not worry too much.

………………

And back in the early summer.

I got a letter from Rudolph.

It was Toma, Rona's husband, who delivered it to me.

His sense of smell as a merchant made him feel "dangerous not to be in the king's capital," and he alienated as I recommended.

Free citizens without land or citizenship are mild when they say this.

I quickly glanced at Rudolph's letter there.

'I'm afraid of Lucienne, and I don't want to go home where my son is prestigious.

I will be hired by the new king to become a guest general.

I'm going to get my hands on it in battle and get my territory.

But I send it because I'm worried about the woman and the child I love.

Take care of him, don't get your hands on him, just give him back.

Stretch, send it because you don't have any armor '

In summary, this is what it looks like.

I don't know what to say...... my father still seems to be fine.

I thought Count Lioncool deserved a military outfit, and decided to give him a helmet with mountain bird feathers on the top of his head, a clasp, a well-forged long sword and a shield.

Also accompany the fur feathers and cheeks.

As a general, it's important to look at it.

The helmet with the feathers of the mountain birds is a thing when the men of the Partholone dress as knights, with a very rare design.

The cheeks and fur go hand in hand, and Rudolph will stand out from the crowd even if he is in the formation of the new king.

...... maybe we can make a big deal out of this......

I remember my father Rudolph, known as the Eagle of Lioncool.

It may be a little beautified in my memories, but I had a pale expectation that Rudolph might work.

There are four Rudolph mistresses brought to me by Toma, five of my brothers and two sisters.

They are recognized by Rudolph as my siblings.

The out-of-warriage child, the one who says he's a common son.

A common son is a special part of the identity system.

In this case, because Rudolph, the Earl, is cognizant, they are treated as "nobles" of the Earl's son.

He is a slave child "slave" if not recognized.

Naturally, the identity of the mother is also important, so she will not be treated on an equal footing with me, born of Lucienne, a nobleman and a regular chamber.

Half the sons of slaves, my younger brothers, will be my servants, and my younger sisters will be your maids if they descend to the minister.

If you're unlucky, you'll meet a "suspicious accident" as a troublemaker... or you'll be kicked out like my common brother Yug, or something like that.

Normally, if there is an extreme difference in status so far, it will not be recognised, and it is enough to take care of life… Rudolph has a sexuality that favours a woman of low status, and he will recognise the child born to a slave woman.

This is in a nobleman with difficult inheritance issues, and it can even be said that he is like a freak freak.

I'm also not willing to leave my brothers unattended any more than my father knows.

They decided to consult with Lucienne to get her to live in the pioneering Basun mansion.

My older brother is eight years old.

Downstairs...... strangely I was born the following year.

Rudolph's mistresses are just about all beautifully shaped... I've been picking and eating around a few times too, and suddenly I have a sixth brother and a third sister more... well, I can't help it.

I don't know what to say to myself, but it's wrong to let me take care of a woman.

By the way, in Amoros, people are precious, and it is not uncommon for a brother to marry a brother or daughter-in-law who became a widow after his brother died.

This is a monster like that extension, too. Nothing to worry about.

Lucienne would have noticed the unnatural nature of the birth month, but she didn't complain about my new sisters treating them as "Rudolph's bastards" either.

I intend to take good care of all of them.

I also want these mass-produced siblings to be educated and become the force behind the next generation of Lioncool.

And it's Toma.

This one was tough too.

Anyway, the servants of the store, the relatives, they're almost 40 people together.

There was just no empty house in the territorial capital that would hold everyone, and I told Tanqueray I couldn't do it and prepared their mansion in Baysun, the pioneering land, as a matter of urgency.

Toma was thrilled to learn about the opening of the bridesmaid's street and that it was a new business opportunity, and decided to open the store in Baysun.

I am amazed at the success of a universal historical merchant who is not tied to the land.

The increase in the number of leading merchants is also a pleasure in Lioncool territory.

Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to talk to Rona.

I said some greetings, but just given Rona's position, I can't talk to her familiarly in front of her family with a childhood face.

Lolo and I would like to go see each other again.

"Dear Barrian... you can't have your sister. My husband lives happily ever after."

Lolo comes anxiously stabbing the nail, but it's out of his mind.

Sure, Rona is cute, but if she's gonna get her hands on it, she's got her hands on it 20 years ago.

After all, identity is important, and very distant relationships are socially unacceptable.

Rudolph is a good example.

"Lolo, you can call me my brother then."

"It shouldn't be," he said in a straight face when I said the joke.

………………

If there was a coup d 'état, I would have expected it to be this year, but unexpectedly, my 28-year-old would end peacefully.

Perhaps the King's Brotherhood is also preparing under the water.

Sharpen your nails with care and come to battle in a must-win system.

Time passes while I'm busy arming up and accepting new siblings, too.

In the King's Capital, Prince Henri de Amoros took office as the 12th generation king of Amoros.

However, it did not receive the approval of the Southern Hordes and was the start of a turbulent reign.

He is later known as Henri II.

This blank period led to sufficient armament for Lioncool, and I chose the elite from the Brotherhood to establish a 30-horse cavalry.

It is not as skilled as the cavalry once led by Rudolph, but its striking power is not the ratio of infantry.

The cost is not comparable, but it should be a powerful force.

And the tumultuous years dawn.