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

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We reclaimed the southern fortress. Soon after we rested, we began sweeping the surrounding rebels.

The insurgency is spreading mainly from west to south of Bashraar territory, and we plan to march from our position to the western fortress while suppressing the insurgency.

The rebels did not act as a single army in the first place, they merely marched on each one in response to the invading Viscount Bashraal.

It lacked the cohesion as a whole and was divided into groups of about a few hundred people for military action.

However, the Bashraar army, which had joined forces, was losing control, and now they are equal to the isolated small army that would or would not be engaged with the rebels.

They are lonely soldiers sandwiched by hostile armies.

There was no way he could stand up to the Lioncool army alone, and he drowned his head at me one after the other like Inaho in the wind.

Originally they would have cooperated more with Viscount Bashraal as their own survival measure than with the politicalist creed.

It is natural, in a way, to follow me if I am in my favor.

And a knight who still belonged to the rebel forces came to surrender.

………………

"You cowards! It's inferior to dogs to our advantage or coming to wave tails!!

"Dear left, if you feed me with a dog, I won't forget to thank you. These are the mutants who betray us and betray the old lord as well. I'll shoot you in the neck."

It is Decos and Dormier who are now relentlessly cursing two knights and three village nominees who are getting smaller in front of us.

These knights have acted as a group of about 200 men, but our troops are approaching or rushing to surrender.

They are getting sporadically cursed and cold-eyed and smaller during the Lioncool formation.

Even now, the scene is surrounded by numerous soldiers, who continue to exert pressure on the knights.

And also, an outrage was uttered against them.

"Shameless is this!! This is how luck ran out, let's take these guys hostage and attack the castle!!

Decos barked again.

This is the act of Decos and Dormier.

Many of the Lyoncourt army resent the rebel forces, and they are deputizing for the mood of the soldiers and draining gas.

The soldiers said, "Yes!" "Kill him!" My voice went up.

Many resent them for betraying them when they are in distress, and this is how they are cursed to serve as sandbags of stress.

When a soldier is stressed or dissatisfied, there is nothing to be busy about, and worst of all, it becomes a rebellion. Moderate gas drainage is necessary.

There is no room for sympathy for a traitor who has no great strength even for me and who has made great progress and retreats.

In the words of the soldiers, I nodded, "It's a good idea."

"There's no room for sympathy for these guys. Skewers alive."

As I relegated myself mercilessly, the knights uttered a sobbing excuse, and the soldiers rejoiced.

The knights' faces are pale, their lips pass through bluishness, and they look blacker.

There is not much death penalty in Amoros for nobility.

They confiscate territory and personal belongings and deport them.

Even if he were expelled, he would put himself before his relatives and supporters and mount a political campaign to relaunch himself as a nobleman… in these circumstances he would suddenly be pronounced "dead" and even be skewered alive.

Their shock should be known by extrapolation.

The knights tremble with fear and only beg forgiveness.

... Okay, now...

I glanced at Poncero with chills.

The strong side of Poncello laughs eerily and nods small.

And "please wait," Poncello remarked.

The knights are the only saving hand.

"Killing them will certainly clear your worries... but how about showing tolerance here and urging others to be respectful?

Poncello says forgive the knights, but this is also an act.

It is a small play for Poncello, who governs Bashraal territory, to take the form of selling favors to them.

But the knights are pointing their thankful gaze at Poncero.

Honestly, I think it's too choro.

"Killing them is easy, but give them a chance here. A knight is one who rinses shame in battle. Why don't we join the army and leave it to the front lines? Depending on your work, it will be in Barian's interest."

Poncero speaks to me cuttingly... how it seems to be doing everything to shelter the knights and quell my anger.

... hehe, Poncero is an actor too...

I laughed in my heart to keep it from appearing on my face.

"Our eyes were cloudy, give us a chance to salvage them!

"I regret that I was danced to the sweet words of Viscount Bashraal."

"I would like to offer you mercy..."

The knights follow Poncello, desperately appealing to me.

When I showed him what I was worried about, Andre advanced.

"Sir Poncero has the best argument. But you can't easily believe those who betrayed you once. There's also the possibility of leading the army and betraying it again."

Andre raises his concerns in an aggravated manner.

Soon Andre has begun to drift in the style of adults like Viscount Draine and his uncle Rodrigue.

The figure is truly splendid.

"... so is that... so how about taking hostages? Wouldn't it be enough proof of yourself if I offered him or her a heir?

Poncello saw the knights as chilli and said the terms.

This has also been set up since the beginning as a drop point.

They have no choice, although it is a fairly demanding condition to keep fighting ahead of the line, taking him or his heirs as hostages.

If you refuse, you will be skewered alive.

However, there are those who do not understand the logic of things, and one of the celebrities said, "It is too…".

... Shit, it's a boat to cross!

I just got up.

"You dissatisfied! Then I blame this person for skewering!!

I immediately ordered the soldiers of the left and right, and the famous man was immediately detained.

"Forgive me! I have no intention of betraying you!

Desperately, the namesake begs for his life, but in vain.

I was going to make a show out of the edge, and even if he didn't make an inadvertent statement, someone was going to kill him for some reason.

It just so happens that he was chosen for the sacrifice.

An appropriately pointed round pile was prepared and placed on the asses of the captive masters.

The famous man is desperate and rampaged with screams, but he is held back by the inflexible soldiers and there is nothing he can do.

A skewer is a piercing of a pile from around the anus, penetrating it to the mouth. Then secure your hands and feet to the pile.

If you don't fix it, the body will slip off and become a very poorly visible thing.

I have skewered to the point of being called the Skewered Varian, but this is the first time I have skewered a living human being.

A soldier hit the whole pile with a wooden hammer.

Catoons, catoons, and dry sounds and screams echo.

Skewers alive...... I want this to be self-regulating.

That looks like…… To be honest, I'm a donkey too.

The soldiers who were starving for blood and making the "kill" call also quieted down.

Some of the famous men have no shame or appearance, and they cry.

The knight also closed his eyes hard and said a prayer to God.

I guess we're trembling that if we make a mistake, we'll have one too.

"Destroy the village of the fools more than this. It's my first job. Hostages are to be offered."

I tried to be ruthless.

I'm not going to forgive the rest of you any more than I did.

I intend to use them scatterly and kill them with obfuscation if they survive.

"The traitor must not be forgiven"

This is a lesson I have learned in the land of Amoros.

Those who betray you once betray you many times.

It's not weird that I'm the one who gets skewered if I show a gap. A lesson to never forget.

"... will you destroy the village on your side?

The knight spoke as he squeezed out.

You look pale, but it's just not going to make your voice tremble.

"No, it's not an allied village, it's a rebel village. Remember, the next time you turn away, there will be disaster for your family and your territory."

Roger next door answered, not me.

This one is still young, not as powerful as Decos or Dormier, but it looks like a chimp, and this is not bad.

"I'll accompany you as a guide."

Decos offers and laughs at Niya and Evil.

An eyewitness is a watchman.

Dekos would point out relentlessly if he showed a slightly strange bareback.

The knights thought of their position and showed a deep sigh.

………………

Then

The sweep of the rebel forces went well.

Whoever surrenders works hard and actively urges others to surrender.

Some of them naturally showed difficulty in the condition of saying, 'Take out hostages and work in front of them', but most of them offered to surrender after losing their colors to see the famous man skewered alive.

Hostages have also gathered a great deal and care has become a hassle, so it is a round throw by paying the caravan now stuck behind the army.

Although he was mostly hostage to a young man because he had established himself or his heirs (without the Lord being hostage first), some of them had only daughters and knights who held the girl hostage.

In Amoros, female inheritance is permitted, in which case she takes son-in-law as co-ruler.

The same applies, incidentally, to the Knights of Bashro inherited by Jean, which is not particularly unusual.

"Well, you're my daughter... Too bad, you're too young for me"

I laughed bitterly in front of the knight's daughter, who was offered as a hostage with the samurai.

My daughter is in her senior year of elementary school, no matter what she thinks.

Braided long burnt brown hair, white skin... not bad for the future, expect it in five years.

"Say your name and year."

When I asked my daughter if she was nervous or "hi" she made an unspoken little scream.

"Hmm, is it from an anti-bone heart to us that you don't even speak?

"No, no, you're frightened... you answer"

When I twisted my neck, Roger gave me a lifeboat and asked the maid next door.

"Master Mariel de Bruno, son of the Knight of Bruno, she's 12," the samurai replied, looking bright blue.

The House of Bruno is a little knight who can fly if he blows.

There will be dozens of refined troops mobilized, and no matter how many more people are quoted, there will be no 100.

"You're 12, you're the same age as Simon. Let's talk to each other...... hey, call Simon"

When I ordered, soldiers rushed out so they could play.

... Hi, it's like you're scared of me from a skewer alive to a soldier... well, look, it's a lot better than being naked...

I nod, "Yeah, yeah," and observe my daughter and her samurai again.

… Hmm, not bad……

Mariel is young, just out of defense... but the samurai is not bad.

The face is not enough to say it is aesthetically shaped, but the chest is also banged and fluffy and chunky.

Green patchy big eyes make a young impression on the beholder, but would he be around 20... tied to hide bright brown hair with a cloth.

To tell you the truth, I think I'm going to break a woman with a thin line, and I don't really like it.

It feels just as good as this one.

"Let's hear your name."

I'll ask again.

"Uh, um, Mariel de…………………"

"No, it's your name. Beautiful man... I want you to tell me your name"

I looked into the eyes of the samurai and asked again.

"Oh, um... Nellie, it's Nellie Abili"

"Nelly, it's a beautiful name… I'd like to talk to you a little more……"

I walked to Nelly's side and stared.

"Yeah, here we go again."

"The quality is poor because of the good masculinity."

I think I heard Roger and Pierre screaming somewhere, but they don't understand love.

Besides, my touches aren't bad.

"I'm in trouble... I have a husband..."

"That's odd, I have a wife too...... but love should be more free. Don't you think?

I took Nelly's hand and whispered love.

Even if it's a wife, I'm not reluctant. Amoros who are sexually aggressive can do this in public.

Nelly, who is in a fuzzy shape in Amoros with poor food conditions, seems to be the wife of a wealthy house there.

I could see that from a statement that seemed firm.

But I have a point in speaking up.

Naturally, under the circumstances, it has been calculated that a woman cannot refuse.

"I want you to visit me this evening... and share your love for my husband with me."

"... oh, you shouldn't... my lord..."

Mariel was embarrassed to look between her fingers at our hot interactions.