The Lioncool army descends with great prestige.

... Sounds good when it comes to grandeur, but it's "relaxing"...

I go across (again) to the black (noir) and move on like a pussy.

The walk is extremely slow, with butterflies following at the same speed from earlier.

... idyllic...

It looks like butterflies are flying around the tip of their black noses to see what they liked from earlier.

It's a pastoral sight…… but without the armed men around us.

"And you're too late...... lolo, you're free"

I called out to a friend who was yawning next door.

"I don't have a choice. The Dukes don't have a rear car, and most importantly, this number. Just taking a break is all the fuss."

Lolo laughs bitterly and looks at the soldiers around him.

I'm free during the march...... the soldiers are surprisingly busy in a gay atmosphere.

The atmosphere is close to an excursion.

At the end of the day, I could stick to the army and check on the caravans and monks.

They still increase in numbers depending on the size of the army.

"Whoa, looks like the soldiers from the lookout are back. Dormier is with you, did you find anything?

Dormier, who was leading the search, returned.

Perhaps there is some kind of report.

He dispatched to Count Dalmon, but he served safely as a messenger and carried a letter of reply… By the way, the Count's reply was only "I know (wi)". You have too little love.

The report from Dormier was a discovery of the village.

I send out an advance party to negotiate with the village... negotiations that have sparked the force.

This request rests and replenishes.

I mean, a place to rest, food, a woman.

Naturally, we also have the right to say no to the village side.

In that case, the negotiations get rough, but that's village freedom.

………………

According to the story, the village seemed to be the second largest in Baron Cocteau territory.

There are no walls, but the village is surrounded by fences and there will be about 100 houses in each of the two large blocks separated.

It has a strange shape, but it may be closer to the city than to the village.

"That's an unusual form of village, split in two."

"Has a different village grown up and stopped by?

Me and Rollo are swallowing the village, but a few representatives of the village are desperately negotiating with Maurice and Andre.

I don't deal with people like this. If you get your hands on it poorly, you will crush your men's faces.

This time, the demands I made are not unscrupulous.

The supply of food, the renting of women between the ages of 14 and 40 with the exception of pregnant women overnight, the renting of houses overnight to put soldiers to rest, that is all.

... Well, it shouldn't be something to get lost in...

This is the land to be delivered under the umbrella after the war. I don't want to destroy them, but they did.

After a while Maurice came here with a difficult face.

Has the negotiation come to an unhealthy conclusion?

Then it will only turn into plunder. Maurice doesn't have to worry.

"What's wrong? Unfinished?"

When I spoke, the serious butler denied "no".

"It is painful to annoy His Majesty's ears with such a few things……"

Maurice talks indifferently about the villagers.

The point is that the village lord, the knight, escaped early with his family, and the villagers seem confused.

It looks like the person in charge is obscure and unable to respond.

"Okay, then make this village a city. The village owner shall be the mayor, and the village B name (proper) (here the elder's will) shall remain the city councillor. The escaped knight abandoned the village. What's wrong with me picking it up? Bring the paper and ink."

I duly said, 'I will make Jumel City a city. Let's talk about tax rates and other details again. Varian' and signed it and handed it to Maurice.

Jumel means female twins.

I'm going to rent a woman, and the village is breaking up in two, and that's how it's named.

"This is a proposal! I'm impressed!

Maurice lowered her head as she felt in and immediately returned to the villagers.

"This will cure you round."

"Right, shall we multiply the bounty for the runaway knight? You'll find them soon enough."

Me and Lolo laughed at Nico and watched the food and the women being brought in.

"Well done, Andre, Maurice"

When I worked, the two of them held their voices together and humbled themselves, but their work was not small.

The failure to destroy the village here was beneficial to both the Kingdom of Lioncool and the village.

It's not that I want to do anything terrible.

If it healed round, I would never have crossed it.

A little further away, as if she had agreed, a tattered woman said to the sobbing girl, "The battle is over, so we'll get used to it by the time we grow up."

………………

The army moves on.

Along the way, there were sporadic enemy night raids, but we were also prepared.

Fight back immediately, not particularly important.

There seems to have been a small battle last night in a distant formation.

... Night raids, stone streets to the army...

However, night raids are difficult.

Baron Cocteau has a high temper and seems to be a good driver and not the type, but he seems to be an excellent controller.

It is not a concurrent power of control to attack this great army.

......... When you join Poncero, why don't you ask the boy in the ghetto if he even has a baron personality......

We'll continue marching all the way to the rendezvous point.

The rendezvous point is Castle Cocteau.

While supplying in the village on the road several times, the army proceeded and confirmed the destination, Castel Cocteau.

Cocteau Castle is a castle city surrounded by walls.

It has a low but solid stone wall and a large township there.

"Oh? Something's wrong? Is there anybody in front of the castle?

I whined in my mouth like I was talking to myself.

This also makes sense to draw attention to the surroundings.

Several men stood unarmed in front of the castle gate.

Sometimes it doesn't look like they're welcoming us.

"Your opponent is not armed, there are five of them. Is it surrender?"

"Good, the army is on standby! Somebody pull those guys!

I nodded at Andre's words. I stopped the army and decided to listen to them.

Immediately inform the generals and prepare to welcome the men in front of the castle gate.

Nothing needs to be negotiated on the other party's mound. Bring him in here and intimidate him with numbers.

At the edge of my sight, I saw Dormier take the cavalry and go out...... what a worker.

………………

The men walk among the executives of our army who live side by side.

They were greeted in formation by Dormier without resistance.

"That was hard work."

While everyone was standing in line, I sat alone in a chair and labored Dormier for Eagle Deep Fried.

I am ashamed that it is like a scholarship, but this kind of clarity is necessary.

By the way, the chair is purposefully carried in a rear car... and I don't think it's a little silly.

The men named the mayor of Cocteau City a councilman, and a knight who had limited himself to the baron.

Baron Cocteau was seen as a widow, or he had already fled to Campbell Castle in the south.

Is Campbell Castle the most famous fortress in Kokto territory?

And the rest of them offered to surrender to me.

I say there are no soldiers left in the castle.

He pinned it.

Hard to say what, but the investigation worked.

In me, Kang tells me, 'This is just like Bashraal, it's a disguised surrender, just like BoardOne,' but there's no proof of anything.

This surrender since the beginning of the war is difficult to deal with.

I'm the one who failed. It is a bitter memory to have lost one eye by being brilliantly deceived.

... Cao Cao also surrendered on the red wall... er, the yellow lid?... Was it? He must have caught a terrible eye when he surrendered in disguise...

If surrender is a ruse, it seems good if you don't allow all surrenders, but it doesn't work either.

There will be fewer surrenders from now on when it is said that 'the variants will not allow surrenders' and so on.

Besides, if you don't allow me to surrender, Baron Cocteau will likely continue to fight me as hard as he can.

Unlike his men, who should be saddled by a new master, because he is in a position to take responsibility.

As an example, Viscount Ame, who was evicted from the northeast, is still campaigning for the return of the territory in the King's capital, and the body of the Viscount I evicted from Bashraar has yet to be found.

It's a pain in the ass to deal with the one who fights to the end.

It is the humans who do not want to be involved.

I was worried about "hmm," but decided to follow suit.

This neighborhood is not rational.

"Good, I won't allow you to surrender! Dormier, lead the cavalry and defeat the perimeter. Viscount Draine should lead the gesture to take control of the fortress at Cocteau Castle. Viscount Albor and Jean lead gestures to control the walls and defensive towers. The rest are waiting."

The men who surrendered when I started giving instructions obviously started to get upset.

Probably upset they spotted the trap.

(Wow) I'm calling something in my mouth.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry, but you're under sentence of death."

I gently said, "I'm sorry," and when I stood up, the men screamed pitifully.

"Master Barrian, do you have a minute? Let's not die."

Jean walked to a position where he sheltered the men and objected.

The men obviously stroke their chests down "ho".

"You can't kill him, let's tie him to a shield and avoid the arrows."

"What do you say," Jean was good at his chest.

This childhood tame is an idea man. Really interesting.

"That's a good idea! Let's do that right away, that's Jean!

I am glad to slap my hands, and the generals are surprised.

"Good, hang him!!

When I gave the order, the generals moved in unison.

After this, my inquiry came off beautifully, and the castle fell without any noticeable resistance.

I imagined the castle would explode and flame as soon as the whole army came in, but if you think about it, Baron Cocteau is the type that's unlikely to use odd tactics.

There is no gunpowder in the first place, and suddenly it is impossible to explode the castle or anything...... I wonder why I thought it was a disguised surrender myself.

I may have done something a little worse to the mayors I shielded.

… but I can't help but mistake. I'm a human being...

Life is about moving forward with failure.

I don't repeat my mistakes. That's what matters.

... but is the Baron going to cage and fight with Castle Campbell? That's stupid......

In the meantime, I encouraged myself to feel depressed by making a fool of Baron Cocteau in my mind.

It's not a very good hobby, but when you take a bad spot on a test, it's a stabiliser for you to look at the scorecard and feel comfortable saying, "You're dumber than me."

The mayor's body with two arrows stuck in his belly looked resentful, but he couldn't help but do it.

I spoke to the mayor, "Don Mai, you were unlucky," and the body was delivered to the church with a reward.

This will also give him post-mortem rest.

Afterwards, I authorize the entire army to loot for two days, during which time I will rendezvous with a separate team of Poncello.

This brings the total number of Lyoncourt troops to nearly 6,000.

Only the Baron himself, who took control of the enemy's home and fled south, will remain.

The battle that began in the summer had already begun to see ahead.