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

Day 4, Guild meetings

I'm going to imagine it's like a summit to say what a meeting of the principals is, but the reality is a rapprochement.

A banquet inviting great people to the mansion… this is what matters.

Diplomacy and whatever it is, it is often a time of personal relations between nobles after all.

In a world where the logic of saying, "He's my friend, so let's send reinforcements" or "I don't like him, so double his tariffs" is normal. Face connection is so important that there is no more.

Celebrities from the realm and the surrounding lords brought the offerings together continuously.

Naturally, many of them have stayed in the territorial capital in advance to say hello to me, but once again, they say, "Have a busy day" … I don't know who they said hello to anymore. What a mess.

I take Smina and Robert and greet them with a smile.

The reaction of the princes in this case is divided into three patterns.

The first is a direct visit from the owner or equivalent… This is a pattern that is my ally.

Viscount Draine and the other northeastern lords hit this, and after my reign, I am likely to become a member of the Kingdom of Lioncool.

The second is the secondment of the nominee...... this is how it looks.

The Marquis of Fourier and the Duke of Castella are also sending their famous deputies.

Incidentally, the intimate Count of Darmon is also coming of fame... This is Gotagota in the territory. I was contacted that the Count himself could not leave the territory.

And, unexpectedly, Louis de Bessie came to me as a nominee from the Marquis de Verble family.

For once, we and the Marquis Verbull have a friendly relationship with which we have entered into a truce agreement, so it is not strange to come... It is unexpected that the Verbull family supporting the King will celebrate me as a rebel.

Louis de Bessie is a knight of the Verble family, and he knows me too (see story 60).

The third is ignorance...... this is a hostile force.

This is the southern force, with the exception of the King's Capital and the Marquis of Verble.

I thought he might come to the blame messenger, but he won't go that far.

Northwest male Duke Benetto is also absent.

"His Majesty the Niar de Persolon, King of Elwanje! and His Royal Highness Killian de Persolon, Vice King!

Maurice, the receptionist, raised her voice to announce the coming of the Partholone tribe.

The surroundings are ringing deliberately.

Niall et al. 's origins are stone accessories on fur clothes and blue paint on his face… things far from the Amoros.

After all, Erwanje, a mountain nation, has a strong image of saying 'barbarians' and seems to have an impact, especially on those in other territories.

It is also conveyed that the smina is slightly dull.

"Balian, will you be king? I'm surprised a man like you isn't a king yet."

"Niall! You did well! I want you to introduce me to some young people."

I was delighted and cuddled with Niall.

His "king" is almost synonymous with the chief, and in him I have been king of Lioncool since the first time I met him.

The deputy king is definitely Chiara's cousin or something. I'm familiar with it, but I want to introduce you to everyone here.

"Um, Killian is my nephew. He's the number one warrior. Partholone is the number one warrior to be king."

As Niall put it, Killian is a successful mid-20s red-haired young man.

He is shorter than Niall, who is a big man, but his flesh is supple, successful, and has a carnivorous atmosphere.

Apparently, a deputy king means the next king.

However, Amoros didn't seem to be very good at what he said, and the greeting followed.

The throne of the Persolone tribe is elective.

Niall has a son, but I guess it still makes sense for the good to be the leader in tough mountainous areas.

"I'm old, too, and it's time to stop hunting. If that happens, we'll take turns."

Niall joyfully slapped Killian on the shoulder.

He'll be around 40 by now, too.

The red hair, which seemed to burn, is also starting to mix white.

"Niall, will you live here with your daughter (Chiara) if you hide?

"Don't be silly. Something I can live in in Bayson."

The barbarian king grinned with his belly in my words.

"Look at my grandson's face."

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

Niall showed his yellow teeth nibbling and walked toward Chiara.

"... Chiara-sama's father... that's a great way to go."

It was impressive that Smina groaned at the potpourri.

She was not accompanied on her last family vacation (see chapter 11) and met Niall for the first time… By the way, Robert, who was supposed to be familiar, seemed pretty freaked out.

In other rare places, the knight appeared.

Conflicted with him in the Battle of Bashrall earlier, no formal peace has been made.

In other words, he appeared at the banquet of his opponent during the war... quite bold.

The Knight Ge is quite long and as tall as I am... but its body shape is thin and has a strangely round face on it.

... Sounds like a match stick...

This was my first impression.

I was just saying that I was still young and had to turn 20.

"We are ashamed of an unknown conflict with Sir Lioncool. In the future, we will focus on Sir………………………………………."

To his surprise, he knelt before me and offered to surrender completely.

Plus, it comes with a surprise saying he wants to join the umbrella as a constituent of the Kingdom of Lioncool.

It is just not a conversation that takes place on a banquet table, but it is not a bad hand.

There are a lot of eyes here, and if I stick up an unscrupulous demand here, my reputation will go down.

I mean, I just have to show tolerance.

... I see, you're a good hand. You're hit...

I hid my bitter laughter and nodded to Eagle Deep.

"Of course, isn't it an imitation of Takemen breaking up with enemy allies in battle, leaving a grudge there?"

"Happiness, thank you. From now on, under Sir Lioncool..."

Knight Ge fully thanked his subordinates and drowned his head (like this) at my words.

"Sir Gue, I would also like to introduce you to the lords of the Northeast. I'll speak to you later."

"Ha, I'll be waiting for you"

Knight Ge drooped his head deep again and resigned from before me.

There is a joy in that face that I said "do it".

…… you have a cute beard just to put on your face………

Sometimes the reckless boldness of young people can find breakthroughs in distress.

This would be the right time.

Behind his back, he was detained and taken prisoner… it was a dangerous bet.

Besides, I guess Baron Cocteau, who was acting together, was his stand-up to see where he hadn't shown up.

It is not a praiseworthy act to let a good Baron Cocteau out.

Stupid and paper heavy.

Incidentally, Baron Benuro, the monster Jijii, who is the opposite of this reckless young man, seems to have fallen ill, and his great-grandson Albert participates as a nominee.

Maybe Baron Benuro is going to focus on his relationship with me and give Albert the housekeeper over a generation of flights.

Albert is 15 years old and my eldest daughter Emma's fiancée.

He also gave a polite greeting to Smina and was very pleased.

These caring gentlemen are rare in this day and age… Smina likes Albert a lot.

Killian, Knight Ge, Albert Kun...... Soon the young people began to play an active role.

I'm 31 years old, too.

Never young.

………………

It is the banquet of Amoros, so to speak of the rapprochement in which the dukes gather.

It's a primitive style where everyone eats meat by hand, drinks and makes noise.

It is the end of being intoxicated and even the one who pisses there.

…… the aristocrats can often stand in people's homes……

That's enough to get you through the shadows and get weird impressions.

The communion is a banquet that begins in the morning, with unexpected entry and exit of people.

Also, it looks like a new guest is here.

Maurice raised her voice.

"Lord Eug de Blaur, Marquis de Fourier's name!

I doubted my ear by an unexpected name.

... that it's Youg!? No way......

I open my eyes too wide to be surprised... there was an undisputed brother.

"Oh, my God! Youg!! Youg!!

"Hey Varian. You've done fine."

We hug each other with our hands wide open and bash each other in the back.

"Yug! Looks like you struggled a lot!

I'll show him his teeth with my fingers.

Yug had a big scratch around his upper lip and many missing front teeth.

"Ha, you too! Red is a fancy eyelid!

Yug smiles happily with my right eye.

My brother was an intelligent and important impression when I was younger, but it must have been hard for me to climb up in other realms.

If you look at it, the upper part of the left ear is also missing... I could see that I worked a lot of battles.

"And you're in the name of Marquis Fourier! It's done. Yes, I'd like you to meet Katia's husband."

Katia and I are Yug's belly sister. He is married to a punier knight family under Lioncool.

I said, "Hey, Pierre!" Calling out loud, our brother-in-law rushed over.

This exchange is quite noticeable and seems to be paying attention to the surroundings.

I can't help it, my common brother, Yug, is out of the house early, and many of my servants won't even know.

"Yug, this is Sir Pierre de Punier. Whether he's lined up in Lyon Cool or not, no one beats him. You expected me to deserve Katia's husband!

When I introduced you, Pierre lowered her head.

By the way, when you say "no one in line" or something when you praise your men this way, there's bound to be a dissatisfied guy out there.

That's why it's a weird rhetoric to mention, "There's just as many of them."

Knights and warriors are priceless and difficult to deal with... they are all very annoying people who believe "I'm the number one".

"Pleased to meet you. My name is Eug de Braar, brother of Katya."

"Yes, it's Pierre de Punier. My brother-in-law always..."

The two exchanged solidified greetings and lowered their heads.

It seems that Yug, an intelligent impression, and his dear Pierre are compatible, and he broke them down within a conversation with two or three words.

"Yug, you're staying for a while, right? Let's talk slowly later. I've got a lot to talk about."

"Right. There are a lot of things I want to talk to you about... and I want to see Katia's kids."

The brothers were reunited, albeit with bellies.

There's not enough time in the friendly seats, and there's too much noise.

Since then, Yug has been pulling around in various places and seems to have handled it without difficulty.

From the point of view of those who want to strengthen their relationship with me, it is natural to try to connect the sudden appearance of Yug with the good (good).

He is my brother and Marquis Fourier. I'm not the one who gets along and loses money.

I've been busy dealing with customers myself, and I've been responding to visitors instead of replacing them... but things are not right.

… or obviously not an invitee! What is Maurice doing……

When I checked the reception, there was no one there.

The guards who turn a blind eye at first... these guys are drunk for the most part.

... These guys aren't working at all, if anything happens to the great guy, his neck will fly...

I give instructions to check the safety of the venue in frustration and go back to the venue.

The sight spreading there was then only named after the communion meetings and was just a distraction.

... stupid, how many times did you take your eyes off me...?

A crowd of people overflowing from the hall, most of them commoners there.

They're coming in on their own from somewhere and they're making a scene.

There is something delicious and there is alcohol.

If you think about it, there may be no more reason for the primitive (lioncool) people to flock to the loose tag of reason at the big banquet of the day.

I thought, "This isn't good," but I can't do anything about it as soon as possible.

... We can't help it if we get here, if we kick him out, we're going to make a riot noise...

I gave up a lot and let him carry food and booze.

"Open the gate! Invite everyone in!! We don't have enough food or booze! Hurry up! Let's celebrate the beautiful day!!

When I spoke out loud, a loud cheer rolled up from the venue.

If this happens, let Gdengden get drunk and finish it.

If you can't collect it, you can only delude it in 'It was a great festival'.

If you push through anything, they'll say, 'That's right, Lioncool's different.' Halfway is not good.

Safe? Know it or not.

From there it became a terrible noise.

Drunk and quarreling is normal.

Some men and women boob in public and some idiots burn fire indoors.

I also stepped on my cunt in the hall for some reason... it's not human shit, is it?

The Lioncools, the Amoros, the Erwaneh... some of them seem to be mixed up with the Aniese of Eug's offering.

Different races drink, eat, make noise, sing, quarrel, and sing the raw songs that we have today, without being priceless.

"Drink! Eat! Noisy!! Enjoy the raw you have now!!

Otherwise, I'm a jerk too.

When we catch the people in there, we make a mess of them and make a scene together.

Chaotic energy swirled here, and everyone got drunk on the hunch of a new era.

What a noise this noise continued through the night, until the next evening, apparently. I'm drunk too, so I don't know.

The meeting between the principals is over... well, it looks like Lioncool.

By the way, Maurice drinks and does the slab show thing.

Usually he's a squared soldier. He seems to be the type to be drunk.

He looks decent. He's also a deacon at Lioncool.

If you say you have no choice, you have no choice.

The next time I woke up was on the day of the reign ceremony.