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

34 years old, snowmelting season.

In the corner of Bashraal territory, a small incident occurred.

One young pastoral child lived in the eastern part of the former Canal region, in the corner of the Knights of Boza territory.

One day, as usual, when a young pastoralist went to the pasture, an old shepherd from the neighbouring village had already grazed it.

Pastures suitable for grazing were valuable, and naturally young pastoralists protested to their shepherds.

"This is my pasture. The creek that shows the boundaries is all the way over there. Get the hell out of here."

But the old shepherd hasn't shut up either.

"Whatever you say, this hill has been our pasture for a long time. You're the one who's out."

In fact, neither of these claims is wrong.

The creek that separated their pastures changed the flow with some kind of ripple and bypassed the hills.

It is rare for natural rivers to change the flow.

But they don't know that.

They did not bend each other's claims and at last became beatings with canes… As a result, the young pastoralist won and the old shepherd was broken in the arm and fled back with the other body.

It is a rub that cannot be called a case, not enough to take.

But shepherds with pastures are historic civilians.

I couldn't possibly fit in like this.

In the land of Amoros, only slaves are beaten and shut up.

Naturally, there will be retaliation… There will be no sweet retaliation for 'eyes, teeth', etc.

A stranger will only feed you if you are tamed.

Nature and retaliation become radical.

The sons of the broken shepherds were furious, and the next day they ambushed the shepherd and slapped him, cutting off their arms with axes.

I can't live without my arms in these tough times.

The same is true of the village in which the shepherd lived, where he was killed a young worker.

Soon the villagers were armed and raided the shepherd's house.

It seems that all the family members killed and all the household belongings and sheep were looted as "compensation".

Farmers of this age have many opportunities to go to war, only those accustomed to rough things. I've been through a lot of murders, break-ins, robberies, and there's no hesitation there.

Kill quickly and pull up gently… everything was over when the shepherd's village noticed the anomaly.

When this happens, the shepherd's village cannot remain silent either.

He appealed the lawlessness of the neighboring village to his lord and offered retaliation.

Villages and inhabitants pay taxes in order to get their lords to protect them when they have to.

The village's voice and influence at these times is not small.

The lord promised immediate retribution and gathered his soldiers.

This lord is Viscount Casta…… yes, Simon.

Against the fact that Simon had gathered soldiers, even the Boza knights had gathered them together, and the two armies stared at each other.

If we get here, it's war, to say the least.

The Viscount Casta family of Simon calls itself the Viscount, but the actual territory is no different from the Lord of the Grounds.

Mutual forces antagonized each other, with Simon leading by 200 and Knight Bozza leading by about 250. The stare developed into a clash of force.

It is not a skirmish, it is a full-scale clash.

For the most part, each other's inhabitants were satisfied with the way the soldiers were sent out, and from here on out it was a negotiation between the lords. Armed clashes are rare.

However, it is not a good idea to kill people because of their quarrel... they can win and lose in all shapes on each other's terms, and it is something that can be done.

This time, too, it should have been settled if the villages in Boza territory had compensated the shepherd's house where they had all been killed and fixed new boundaries.

But Simon's fierce temper and fighting spirit did not allow it.

In other words, a war-loving Simon stuck to the Knight Bozza, and Bozza, who had just all the shapes and all the soldiers, was broken through scatterly, and the Bozza territory was looted scatterly.

If this happens, Knight Boza can't cry and fall asleep either. He solicited reinforcements from the lords of the old Canal region around him and recruited soldiers against Simon.

Things spiral like rolling down the hill.

The surrounding lord was surprised by the tsubaki that had sprung up from this descent.

The Lords of Bashraar sent reinforcements, starting with Baron Ge, who had friendship with Simon, and the armies of both sides swelled up instantly.

Simon is the eldest son of the king. If there is such a thing as defeat, I don't know what every single one of them will fly.

The shepherd's battle over the pasture was all around him, causing an unexpected war.

In this battle, Simon braved and confronted his enemies as a general.

It is a little further before the news of this major incident reaches me.

………………

Meanwhile, around that time.

I made udon with my family.

"Here. Eema, don't play with the food."

"It's not you."

When I cautioned lightly, Eema swelled and answered.

The red-haired Eema is like a miniature version of Chiara and very cute.

Eema, who is only five years old, seems to enjoy pinching the flour and playing with her face blankly.

Your sister Lina seems to be taking it seriously with Chiara.

"Grandma, just now."

"True! Chiara is good"

Eema and Lina cheer when they see Chiara.

For some reason, Chiara is called "Chiara" by my kids other than my real child, Eema, but this is a mystery.

When Chiara said, "Uh, yeah?" Rubbing (rubbing) his nose, the flour touched his face, and the children laughed furiously again.

Indeed, you have raped.

I'm not playing with this.

Recently, when I choked on every meal, I thought, "Something good for my throat," and decided to make udon.

Udon making has already succeeded several times and I'm used to it.

This is how I can afford it while babysitting.

Actually, it's not hard to make udon.

Mix flour, water and salt in the right amount and knead well.

This is a showcase of my arms where pottery and tile making are my hobbies.

Care until it is quite firm, and when the dough is wrapped around it, let it sleep.

Then stretch and elongate while using beating powder.

The chopped noodles are boiled loosely in plenty of water.

There is also an image of washing the noodles with water after boiling, but the uncooked lioncool water is not very suitable as drinking water, so it was passed.

There is no miso, soy sauce or bonito, so I eat it in a soup made of fish soy sauce.

Is it because of the flour? I have no hips in the noodles, but the udon is udon.

I've already forgotten the taste of nippon udon, but this is it. Very tasty.

In Amoros, there are no chopsticks or forks, so I eat them using a 'tip cracking spoon'.

I made this by putting a cut in the tip of a wooden spoon.

I eat thick udon, so it has a fairly spaced and empty shape, but the noodles are surprisingly popular because it is difficult to eat with a hand grasp.

If I could make the fabric, it would be easy to apply, and I enjoy wanting the pieces of udon at home.

I don't know if there are noodles in other parts of the world, but at least they aren't Lioncool. Everyone is happy that they are rare.

I haven't done much family service in this hand... Well, until now, the situation is a situation, and I've been vacating my home for a long time in battle, and it wasn't a family service place.

I feel sick and looking back more on my life so far. And it makes me anxious.

One of them is, "After I die, will Lina or Eema remember me? 'It was.

Though the kids upstairs may have taken them on a trip, they don't have much time to spend with them.

Is such anxiety connected to my 'seemingly unsound' behaviour?

Smina is also added and everyone eats the finished udon.

Time is just past noon, and it's time for an unthinkable meal at LionCool until now.

Recently in Lioncool, meal times have changed and "lunch" habits are emerging.

From the previous two meals, "Late Breakfast" and "Dinner," we started to change to three meals, "Light Breakfast," "Lunch After One Work (Every Work)," and "Dinner."

A remnant of the habit that was a late breakfast, or to the extent that I briefly said just a little rye bread and cheese for breakfast, I often eat lunch well.

The Church of Holy Heaven, which preaches moderation as the Nine Virtues, says it admonishes that 'one meal a day is the diet of a saint, two meals a day is the meal of a man, and more than that, the meal of a pig'... but in the wealthy, it is becoming a little more than three meals.

This may be plain, but this is the nail mark I left on Lioncool... I'm very proud of it.

"Udon is really delicious. The bread goes well with this soup."

Smirna is soaking bread in wonton and eating it to the effect.

It's a stunning carbohydrate festival.

Well, I'm the one who put the wanton in.

These, relaxing times don't last long.

At the end of the meal, the servant informed me of the arrival of the hurry to tell me what was going on in the west.

The time for peace was over and a new unrest was about to begin.