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

The dispute between Baron Cocteau and Baron Ge looked at the settlement.

We return the troops immediately and head north all the way.

The goal is Castle Bashraal, and beyond that, Count Darmon territory.

... That said, I relaxed...

I laughed bitterly when I saw what was going on around me.

After all, the walk of nearly 6,000 troops is slow.

Would it be "good luck" if I were to put on phonetic?

I was so bored that I decided to gather the princes and have a meeting with the march.

The way home is safe because there are no hostile forces. It will be anything if the general leaves.

It's not as bad as a meeting while riding a horse.

I gave instructions to the surroundings from the horses and ordered the lords to assemble.

………………

"… so we have a request for reinforcements from Count Darmon and we will now enter the Count's territory. Make sure you're ready."

Everyone opened their mouths to Pocan when I told the dukes... it's kinda funny.

"No, no, wait, it's good to attack, but does the Count at heart have an attitude of acceptance? I'm glad I went to reinforcements, but don't let them attack you or dry you up."

Jean speaks of doubt, but clarity makes it a foolish question.

It's important to get the army in first.

If you enter the territory, you can requisition the food, and the one who reacts subtly can attack.

It's second to none.

"I don't."

"What do you mean you don't know! I need to feed my men!!

When Jean and I were making a scene, Viscount Albo broke in between us.

The Viscount, the man who can, seems to have gotten used to my interaction with Jean.

"I would like to hear a little more about... who are the hostile forces that will fight Count Darmon until he requests reinforcements from other territories?

"Oh, um... Count Darmon doesn't seem to have much power, and my brother and his supporters are about to replace him (see story 99), so he promises to join the Lioncool umbrella in return for his help."

To my words Viscount Albo nods, "My real brother and Kwon Sen are linked... I see".

"Our Lords of the Northeast and Count Darmon have joined forces in a civil conflict over the throne of Amoros a few years ago. If he's in a state of distress, there's no denying helping him."

"Dear Left, and if we can get through Count Darmon's territory, it will be easier to return home."

Count Draine followed Viscount Albor's words.

Indeed, in the civil conflict in Amoros, Count Darmon belonged to the same faction as us.

The northeastern lords who participated in this battle fought shoulder to shoulder.

This bond of 'comrades' is profound.

Besides, as Count Draine put it, Count Darmon territory and the northeast are geographically close. It would be easier to march than to use rugged bridesmaid streets from Lioncool.

... So much so that Count Darmon territory is the perfect place to start when fighting the West...

I wrapped my tongue around the base of Count Draine's eyes.

That's just the sight.

Nevertheless, Viscount Albor spoke only of his desire to help with 'affection', and Count Draine preached 'merit'.

I think that's quite an interesting opinion.

In some cases, it was suddenly an abdominal accumulation of invasion and vandalism and occupation of the Earl Territory in the Great Army, except for the story if it were to be the source of future plots.

It would be difficult here to refrain from imitating the Count's intention to let him in the army, and to send a messenger first to confirm the collaboration.

"Right, Jean is right. Let's send out a messenger and work closely with Count Darmon."

"Oh? That's kind of honest. You're not gonna get naked?

Jean gets a fling...... well, he'd say it sounds like this one.

I don't care, but I don't like being naked in public... rather enough to show Mukimuki's body.

Bodybuilding basics 8 poses have been practicing meaninglessly from time to time to show their daughters and daughters.

Chiara likes to hang around her arms and is happy, and surprisingly, Belle seems to be a muscle lover and I know she'll be looking at her chills.

Belle's preferred pose is Side Triceps. He likes his upper arm muscles.

"Yeah, that's not bad either. Anyway, you want to take Count Darmon's brother and his daughter-in-law or daughter and get naked."

"Ha ha! That's not good!

When Jean laughed, everyone caught him and blew his face.

Albert and Ge are the only ones with a face that doesn't float.

"Albert, Baron Ge, I'll give you a chance to return the stigma. Before the battle, your grieving face is ominous."

When I spoke, Albert nodded silently, and Ge thanked him for his consideration.

Ge still seems to think of Albert quite a bit.

I don't think my failures in the first line are all bad, but I guess he can't say that either.

"Don't get too serious, failures should be the food of the future. Me and Jean lost the first battle, you know."

"It was! The first line was miserable, and there were more than twice as many enemies. Lolo and Andre are going to be bloody, Zillow's father is going to die, and at the end of the day, Master Barrian falls down and leaves in charge."

Jean pulled my intentions into the conversation.

Our first line ended with a victory, but there's no need to say it.

"Your Majesty, invincible under heaven, are you? Very incredible."

When I heard I lost, Albert, you turned your eyes in surprise.

To him, I seem invincible and extravagant.

… Well, I'm glad to hear that……

I scratch my nose poly in the blindfold and keep talking.

"Oh, war is such a thing. Win or lose and gain experience... Albert is alive after the first battle. That's what matters."

I encouraged Albert and told him, "I was crying that Simon couldn't do anything," and he whispered, and he seemed shocked.

"Well, Viscount Casta too………."

Albert seemed to have something to feel, and his fist manipulated the reins.

... Well, Simon's not crying... forgive me for exaggerating a little...

I enjoyed communicating with my future son-in-law and bustling down the road to Bashraal Castle.

For some reason, I heard what this conversation was about, and Simon said, "You're not crying!" I've protested violently, "but this is a different story. He's a sweet son.

………………

Returning to Bashraal Castle, Jose, who left a message, greeted me with a confused expression.

He also greeted him and said there was something he wanted to talk to you about, and he took me out... Apparently he didn't want to be asked about the case.

"You see the customer"

"Right, I'll see you. Give the army a break."

I forgot to ask who was visiting, and stepped into the guest room defenselessly.

Honestly, I was alarmed.

"Hey, welcome back"

Then a surprise person greeted me there… Count Dalmon, the person.

"Count Dalmon!? Why the hell?"

When I raised my voice of surprise, the Count told me as if nothing had happened "because it said to lure out the enemy."

... No, I don't know what that means...

I can't hide my confusion.

Thank you for not engaging with this man.

"If you could explain a little more..."

"Mm, that's right. The letter from King Lioncool said," Lure out the enemy, "right?

I snort at Count Darmon's words.

No problem so far.

"The Count realm today was in a situation of growing dissatisfaction with me and forced to contain it. There's been a lot of dissatisfaction, and there have been several attempted assassinations of me and my son. So I accidentally went out of the realm to see King Lioncool... so I showed him the gap."

"I see, so was there an enemy march?

When I asked him over and over, he laughed, "There it is."

"Two people hooked up to such a visible trap, a brother and a brother. Instead of my brother, I inherited the countenance... but I knew it was thin and dull. I didn't know you were going to ride this visionary invitation... you would have captured my wife and won by now"

"What, a wife... that's not yummy"

Earlier, I remained surprised by the Count.

The conversation ends when the wife of the Count at heart is held hostage.

"Why? You wouldn't be inviting me out with my wife, would you?

"Well, maybe so."

Certainly not.

He finds out it's a trap to let his wife go.

"Well, I'm young, too. The child should be made again. I'd like to have King Lioncool's sister or daughter."

"No... whoever is of the right age in my house..."

The Count is only dry.

In a sense, he is the right figure as a monarch.

But I wonder how much of a political marriage I can break this far... I look at the Count's expression, but I couldn't read anything.

"But King Lioncool would have had a lot of common sisters, wouldn't he?

"No, my belly sister is 10 years old, even the oldest, and my mother is too low."

Yes, my mass-produced siblings have been divided into my common brother Yug, who is also 10 years old at the top of the list.

I'm not old enough for an Earl my age, and most importantly, I'm a slave child. Exactly. It's rude to let the Count daughter-in-law.

"I don't care about my mother's identity, it's important to say that she's King Lioncool's sister. If she's 10, she can have a baby in a few years, that's settled."

I made up my mind.

"Gather the executives and get into the military council as soon as possible. If you take time, your enemies will be able to harden their defenses."

"Ah, Yes."

The pace is kind of crazy.

"Hurry up, brother-in-law."

"No, let's rescue your wife first..."

Is this my-paced guy going to be a subordinate... I felt my stomach ache when I thought about it that way.