The battle was over and the soldiers in pursuit returned in pieces.

The season is already in winter and it will soon be sunset.

Amoros' … sunshine times are short, especially around Lyon Cool, and winter has more and more atmosphere.

Pierre moved around hastily, forming a formation, and burning out a bonfire.

This keeps the allies in pursuit in a receptive position so they don't get lost when they return.

It is a great victory.

This battle force has done a lot of damage to the rebel forces, but the damage to the Lioncool forces is minor.

The soldiers return one after the other, hanging the nose and neck of an enemy soldier shredded from the area around their upper lips.

This is because before the battle, I yelled at Bashraal soldiers to bring their necks and noses (see story 105)... it's really creepy to actually look at their loaded noses and necks.

By the way, it seems that each upper lip is scraped to confirm the mustache.

It seems to mean that he did not commit injustice like killing a woman or a child to earn a nose... but it is a well-thought out thing.

... but the nose... I don't need it... what do we do with this?

I was tilting my neck and exchanging money with my nose, which was carried one after the other.

I don't need a nose, but I have to reward the soldiers for their results.

I'm busy saying after the win.

Originally, the Argument Award is easier to do after attacking the base, but this time, we need to exchange the nama thing called the nose for a reward and hurry.

I summoned the merchant and made him prepare the silver coins he kept.

When you reward, you have to give it a gut.

I don't miss my men to the desperate monarch.

The soldiers brought their noses in with Nico and Shrimp's face, and I traded them for silver coins.

…… this would be one stone and two birds if the monetary economy were spread at all………

I counted silver coins, hoping the currency would turn to the market at all.

I collect enough cash to roar when I do business with sugar, but barter prevails in the Amoros region.

I want to switch to the monetary economy quickly and rewards often give money... but it takes a long time for business practices and customs to change.

This isn't all about me working hard on my own. That's what's going to work after my death.

Seeing the nostrils piled up happily by the soldiers, I smiled bitterly.

... you're here... even the enemy executives wanted to catch you and ask you about the Bashraar army...

All enemy soldiers have their noses shredded without question... it's a natural thing to do from soldiers wanting a reward, but now you can't even hope for one prisoner or anything else... it's a huge failure.

... will be the wings of a nose exchange in the wild, and there will be no prisoners...

I swallowed a sigh that seemed to follow me.

It's just not desirable to sigh in front of the happy soldiers.

Then I heard a hustle and bustle somewhere far away. There seems to be some noise in the back of the line.

It's not unusual.

After the battle, the quarrel and noise of soldiers whose excitement does not cool is an accessory.

"If you're fighting, just calm down!

When I yelled, a servant from the left and right hurried to check the situation.

"It's not a fight!

"How rebel knights are rampaging"

A different soldier reported in a panic, and I nodded "I see."

It seems that the knights of the rebel forces, who were used for the attack and were all targeted by bows, are dissatisfied and rampant.

If you say you can't do it, you can't do it.

Perhaps the loaded nose contains many of their bodies that were killed by mistake.

I received a sword from a soldier who came to report me, and there was a pen on my lower back.

Mace and song knife broken I was round hips...... just not stupid enough to approach riot noise with round hips.

………………

"What is it!?

When I approached the hustle and bustle and spoke, he paved the way for the soldiers who were watching the noise on the far wind.

The knights of the rebel forces who were making a scene also noticed me and set myself up.

"I hear what's going on, answer me."

I spoke quietly to the knights.

There are four of them, seven knights who surrendered to me, and three of them have already been killed.

In other words, it seems that the knights of the surrendered rebel forces were all gathered and making noise.

Naturally, their men are in tune, and it looks like there are nearly 40 of them in pah.

Seeing me, they protested one after another, although it was the beginning that tended to hesitate, and it didn't take long for the claims to escalate.

"Isn't it pathetic to shoot an arrow at us who took the lead by order!!

Particularly hard-working protesters are Knight Bruno, the father of Mariel de Bruno, who keeps him as a hostage.

Still young, 30 a keen knight there.

He has a 'shrugged face' as he calls it in the Kansai Valve, a beauty shape with an elite salary-like atmosphere.

Appearance is very important to knights.

In the medieval Amoros, it is the only good looking people who tend to be judged competent.

The fact that Knight Bruno is like a representative in this group probably also contains elements of appearance.

The tongue is quite skillful, too.

... just fine, let Simon marry Mariel after this one. If Mariel were to inherit, it would be easy for the servants to be convinced...

The Bruno family is small, but if we let Mariel inherit the territory of the Bruno family and give Simon a new territory too and combine the two, he should be ashamed of himself as my child.

Simon had a mission to rehabilitate the Casta family, Bell's home, and at the dawn of his growth, he had promised to divide the territory.

The Bruno family isn't even big enough to take over on purpose, but his territorial management will be easier if Simon, who doesn't have territorial management know-how, connects with the local knights.

"Knight Bruno, I'm disappointed in you guys."

Playing the Abacus in my chest, I decided to eliminate the knights.

Besides, fortunately, the pretext came from the other side...... this is a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

"How disappointing," I confronted the knights with a small act.

"Wasn't it because the lords collapsed and fled back to our formation that they shot the arrows in the first place? Leaving it that way would have caused confusion to spill over to the allies, resulting in a total collapse. There's a big difference between blaming your allies for not saving your own weakness."

I do my best to blame the knights.

This reasoning has been on the back of my mind since before the operation began.

In common sense, I'm overwhelmingly bad at attacking my allies, but when I can line up my hard feelings with reason, it's not quite something I can argue with.

The knights swallowed the word "gu".

Violence blamed the selling knight for "bad because you guys are weak"... I can't imagine that shame.

"There is no distinction between enemy allies on the battlefield in the first place. Isn't it a natural decision to attack the ranks of your lords who are hanging on your side?"

It is abusive to say that there is no distinction between enemy allies, but this is also a natural story.

In turmoil in situations where there is no matching uniform, etc., the identification of enemy allies tends to be obscure, such as "coming towards" or "hostile".

An army is also a collection of groups led by lords each soldier, with possibilities of betrayal and conspiracy.

It's not a rational or unreasonable story to say, "I attacked you because you're on your way."

However, I am the one who deliberately created the situation... well, I don't need to say that there.

"But! To us too..."

Naturally, but the knights are not convinced of my selfish logic.

They complain about the mouth, but they get too hot to notice the surrounding conditions.

The surroundings are surrounded by soldiers who are giggling their eyes with anger.

I made a face for the noise in the middle of the merit award.

Their deeds are tantamount to taking up bait during the meal of the Beast.

There were soldiers around who didn't want to chill out the excitement of the battle, who ate their reward deposits and looked full of anger.

No, there is only one person who noticed…… Brneau.

The knight Bruno noticed the killings around him and seems to have noticed his position.

... Yeah, looks good, doesn't have a bad tongue, the air can read,...

I reviewed the knight Bruno a little.

I don't know what to say...... there are only some knights from Bashraal and Lionkul in the countryside.

Close to José de Benuro, the Dada man, if you like in our camp.

By the way, Jose has been leaving messages at Bashraal Castle all this time in this battle.

Plain, but not isolated, he contacted Lioncool territory and was also responsible for food and arrow supplementation.

Is it too praiseworthy to say "Sho" in our army?

Xiao Hua is a famous aide who continued to support Gaozu and Liu Bang of the Han Dynasty.

He remained in charge of plain replenishment, but Liu Bang, who became Emperor, made Xiao Wu's first feat of Heavenly Unity, and made him the Chancellor under Heaven.

"Knight Bruno, the housekeeper gives way to Mariel and hides. If a lord is to enter the monastery after he marries Mariel and Simon, he will save his life."

I decided to test Bruno.

This condition is openly the takeover of the Bruno family.

If I were to respond to this, I would try to be Simon's aide with no experience in territorial management, etc... This is just a distraction, something like an idea, but Bruno is willing to shine as an aide.

This hand of mine hits when it hits.

It comes off when it comes off…… Is it obvious?

The other knights seemed to have eaten at my sudden suggestion, but only Bruno leaned over with a strong face.

Only he is stunned with sweat on his forehead as the sun sets and the cold wind blows.

"Or what's your family name..."

"Rehabilitate the Custa family, Simon's mother's home, which was cut off"

When I said kick-ass, Bruno shrugged to disappear as he was dismayed and "definitely not."

Perhaps, savvy, he must have realized that even if he refused, his daughter had the same future ahead of her.

Then it is humanity that I want to survive and protect my family.

Yes, this is my temper.

If you hadn't noticed, the same fate would have awaited you as the other knights.

"Good, why don't we talk to Simon and Mariel later! It's a fancy story to meet the two families in battle."

I laughed "Ahhh" and ordered the soldiers around me to "detain them".

The soldiers braved that they were waiting, and immediately began to brawl with the two disturbed... but the numbers were different in the first place.

It won't be a decent fight.

"Um, I am…………."

Bourneau asked me with a bright blue face.

"Mm, that's right...... I was in the middle of an Argument Merit Award. Help me.

When I told the soldiers, "Let's get back on track," the cheer rolled.

………………

Then

The Argument Award continued until late, so it was the next morning that Simon and Mariel exchanged greetings.

By the way, Mariel, a hostage, was being looked after by a merchant who was stuck in the army and accompanied her.

It is a very elegant breakfast.

Bruno and Mariel are lining up, facing me and Simon.

"You know each other, so you don't need an introduction, do you?

When I checked, Mariel nodded softly and Simon responded with a "sort of" look.

... Oh, that's an unexpected reaction...?

I was surprised to see the reaction of the two young men.

The year had asked Simon to take care of her with the same two as the 'talkers', but surprisingly, it seemed like a clean relationship.

But there doesn't seem to be any bad feelings, and Simon is looking at Mariel.

I know he's going to be insignificant, but he's funny enough to find out.

...... Ha ha, feels sweet and sour...... Mariel is cute...... she is my wife......

I laughed at my unexpected son (Simon) 's reaction, but if you think about it, Simon is 12 years old... maybe a sweet-and-sour relationship is normal.

I decided to leave my suspicious son aside for now and recommend the guests to eat.

"I'm sorry about the battlefield, but I've got some big stuff for you."

In front of us is a soup stewed with dried meat and a hard-baked biscuit that doesn't taste good.

There is no spoon if there is no spoon.

The Amoros are wild. The soup is hand-grabbed.

"I heard Your Excellency will eat the same thing as the soldiers... Mariel, take a good look. This is what I say about standing on people."

Bruno says something tough about Mariel in a way that impresses him.

Apparently, you're surprised at how poor your diet is.

Mariel nodded small "yes" as she stiffened her adorable face.

... Apparently, you've finished the conversation below...

I decided that Mariel seemed to be talking to me because of the two of us.

"Simon, Miss Mariel would be lovely, wouldn't she? Get married next year. I'll talk to your mother."

When I told him, Simon coughed up "Buho," and while it was funny enough to move, he said, "I don't like it sticky!," he said.

This is interesting, but it's also a hassle to deal with, so I decided to ignore it and move on.

"I'm going to give Simon some territory of the knights I punished yesterday. We're going to rebuild my mother's Casta family."

The knights and servants who caused yesterday's commotion were already half-dead bodies when they were detained.

Their necks and torso are weeping apart, and their territory is confiscation.

The governors of those who had already taken their lives had allowed their inheritance, but yesterday's knights treated them as "second rebels", thus combining them with the death penalty and the confiscation of territory.

It is just a bee on the crying side.

Those who did not align themselves with the riot noise are going to regroup and put them under Simon's command.

"Yeah, but......... all of a sudden it's you. Ha……………."

Simon is upset and suspicious of behavior.

Mariel laughs in a way that favors this pure reaction.

Both of us are likely to be less than satisfied.

Marriage for territorial takeover, but conjugal friendship is a separate issue from politics.

I've never been more than round.

"Mariel, can I have Simon, please? Bruno can help two young people."

When I said so, I stood up.

The dish is already empty.

"Bruno, let's leave it to the two younger men."

When I told him, Bruno responded seriously, "Yes, I understand."

The remaining Simon is suddenly telling Mariel the good and bad of the saddle he puts on his horse... I guess he's also moving and doesn't know what he's talking about.

Mariel hasn't difficulty hammering and matching Simon...... still doesn't seem to have a girl the same age.

…… well, get along……

When I laughed bitterly, Bruno muttered to bite something next door: "Master Simon is a good young man".

From now on, he's Simon's aide… I mean, from what I can tell, he's a servant of the servants, a jury.

Now it's soggy, but I don't know what you think inside.

I might try to make a puppet (teasing) that is convenient for me to see as easy to put together a young Simon.

However, it also depends on Simon's amount of weight.

Honestly, that's about all Simon, the bastard, can do.

All I have to do is hone my talent.

At that time, the view and strong wind rolled up the white one.

When I thought it was going to get cold, the snow started to pick up.

If there's snow, the army can't move.

We must hurry to settle.