The battle is over and the end begins.

The soldiers are enjoying looting well, but I'm not.

We have captured the Earl of Balkasik.

Although the Count tried to escape with his family, he was captured without the skill of being ambushed by the Lioncool army.

It was the knight Cocteau, now Baron Cocteau's brother, who served me.

I want him single to marry my common sister as a reward... not to push him.

The sisters' mothers look quite neat because of the beauty of their father's slave Harlem. My father has bad facial scars, but he doesn't have bad shapes.

The target sister is 11 years old. It smells a little like crime, but if I married her at about 13 years of age, there wouldn't be a problem.

Now, Count Balkasik... this is a grown-up gentleman around the age of 30. The appearance is very mediocre, the brown hair has a shameless moustache... not even with the poor minister, but far from splendid atmosphere.

The family has a fuzzy wife and two sons and daughters who are still young... this one seems to have been captured at the same time.

My daughter, around 10 years old, is just out of range, but her wife is quite beautiful. The collapse of the line specific to women who have had a lot of children is preferred in reverse.

... Yeah, not bad, not bad. This is...

Depending on the Count's attitude, I also want to plunder and spill love.

This is a room in Barca Castle, but only the Brotherhood of Guards and Lolo are here. Close to a secret conversation.

Everyone else is raiding the town... I don't want to disturb them because this is a huge source of income for them.

It is an abdominal desire to complete the interview with the Earl of Balkasik while they are looting.

Just get it done and move on. This is the trick to looting. I don't intend to take the time.

"Count Balkashik, we met each other unfortunately, but this is also the imitation of Takemen. Forgive me."

When I spoke to the Count, he looked down in remorse.

"... King Lioncool, my wife wants you to miss it. We are…………………."

With that much mouth, the Count began to tremble in small pieces.

I don't think he's scared, but is he ill?

"Sorry, Eloise......... it's mine, it's my fault......!

"Oh, don't say anything more."

Somehow the Count embraced his wife and children in tears.

The play stings lines are white.

What is this farce?

I coughed up and distracted the Counts.

I don't care, but your wife's name sounds like Eloise. That's a strangely erotic name.

"I'm sorry... but let me move on."

When I spoke, the Earl of Balkasik walked out to defend his family and confronted me.

...... Hmm? Are you empowered by family love or something......?

When I saw the scene earlier, I was alarmed that something was wrong.

"Count, let me start by saying that I'm not planning on taking over Sir's territory."

I speak as calmly and slowly as I can.

The feeling is, "Look, I'm not scared," and I can feel the wildlife on my hands.

"I want you to think about it. My home base is far away from Lioncool. We can't rule directly if we get this land."

"... it must be..."

The Earl looks surprised and asks this way.

Surprisingly, I seem confused because I am calm.

In fact, even if we do not govern directly, it is possible if we give it to our people and govern it indirectly… Well, we do not have to say that.

"Besides, as I said earlier, the Count and I exchanged dried goats as imitations of martial arts. We're not remorseful to each other, are we?

This fight could be enough 'hate'... well, I don't think I need to say that either.

"I know the Count has heard it too, but this battle started with an unstuck mistake. Neither was he serious."

"…… What do you want?

Count Balkasik listened to me and made an inquiry.

For once, you seem to have just the head to think about my intentions.

"Okay, shall we get down to business? In return for appeasing the Territory, I want the Count to convince the lords of the old Canal region to give it to us."

"... you're telling me to trust the person who was deceived earlier?

The Earl looked up and threw up in remorse.

From what I can tell, it feels like "don't say such details," but it seems to have it in its roots.

"I cannot believe the words of King Lioncool, deceiving my brother (for Christmas) and making false vows..."

The Earl began to develop stories like "What is Faith" and "What is Chivalry" with Gudagda.

I know it's a fine theory, but I don't understand what you're trying to say.

... You're just wrong about yourself being fooled... stupid or he is...

I was frightened.

Balkashik seems to be a resident of the flower garden with all his brothers.

I have no reason to keep the Count alive.

It just occurred to me that "if I make a surrender recommendation through Koitz, I might be able to draw some people in".

There's no point in keeping them alive if you don't cooperate, but maybe I made a mistake because I asked for your help.

"You know what I mean!! I can't act cowardly for my own good! Don't denigrate your pride!!

The Earl opened his eyes quack and looked up to heaven with his hands wide open.

Tense enough to think you've been kicking ass with some dangerous drugs.

My pupils are open.

"… I see. Sir thinks that faith takes precedence over anything else. That's more than family and own lives."

"Dear Left, I was a knight before I was Count!

I have a headache. The conversation is established, but the will doesn't go through.

Does this guy understand the situation now?

Is it a psychopath or something to value faith and doing more than family?

This guy was a jerk, too.

This' chivalry 'or' normative consciousness' seems to have been the idea of the hand for a long time.

Well, to put it plainly, it would be like 'masculinity' and 'man aesthetics'.

The Count seems to be stubborn for the most part, but there are people who occasionally risk their lives on this hand.

Even Lioncool fights naked, but that would also be a sort of sole.

The person will feel good, but the only family that gets involved is to say sorry.

If the "noble knight" and the "noble knight" of the knight tale, which the common man also loves, were real, would it be like this?

The Count's chivalry rigging is becoming more and more feverish, and he is secretly bubbling through his mouth. It's like a madman.

"Forget it. Take them into custody."

When I ordered the left-right escort, the Counts were restrained so that they could be slapped to the floor.

The Count is making some noise, but it's not in my ear anymore.

"We have a beautiful relationship. Kill him properly and expose him."

When I threw up, the Count went mad and offered me a duel. I don't know why.

It's disgusting, so let's get him out of here.

Somehow, the sketchy heart I had in my wife also shriveled.

I've never seen anything like this before... maybe I'm not feeling well after all.

... When I was Belle, even with my father's head peppered, it was upright immovable... I wonder if he wasn't young...

I look at the depths that are taken out crying and blurry back in time.

... the kid I had then is 16 years old... I should get older...

When I think back in time, I feel centimetres.

Back then, lust was lost forever.

After the Counts were taken out, only the subtle air with us was left behind.

Everyone in this room has a cheeky face.

"I'm sorry, if I knew that, I wouldn't have called you."

"Ha, that was awesome...... well, just skewering it and exposing it would help, 'This is what happens if you turn it against us'"

Lolo follows me, but I got weird colors and I had terrible eyes.

I'm not accustomed to manipulation.

"Isn't he just as good as he looks... I'm kind of tired, can I get some water?

My throat was dry. I received a cup made of goat horns and drank water glitchy... but I choked on the discomfort in my chest and spat out "buha".

"Ugh, whoa... whoa!

I am struck many times by the feeling that my stomach can squeeze up, punching the contents of my stomach.

Recently, I have often returned what I ate, but this is the first time I have been able to choke with water.

... Ah, this... he's no good...

I vomited several times and felt something creeping up from around my stomach that didn't even contain stomach fluids. Hot.

"Ooh, me."

It was the blood that came out of my mouth… for a few seconds, I was taken aback, but I understood what it meant, and I felt chilly.

I threw up blood.

...... Blood, you said you were spitting blood...... Mallory Weiss Syndrome......!?

"Dear Barian! Master Baryan! Cheer up!

On my side, Lolo keeps calling desperately.

He's well conscious but he can't breathe well.

When I tried to force myself to reply, I rang a strange high sound that my throat had never even heard.

... No way, I'm 34... It's not the year you get cancer...

"Stomach cancer."

Mine, the cause of Tanaka's death.

Mallory Weiss syndrome, which vomits after vomiting, was also remembered as a symptom of gastric cancer. I have a strong image of cancer when it comes to death and illness in me.

Malloryweiss syndrome is a condition in which vomiting repeatedly increases abdominal pressure, causes lacerations in the lower esophagus and upper stomach, and causes vomiting and lower blood.

... No, it's my chest that hurts... it's not stomach cancer...

It's not stomach cancer, I tell myself it's okay and it calms me down.

I also felt uncomfortable sitting, rolling onto the floor with Batan to get my breath ready.

I wave gently to Lolo and tell him 'I'm fine'.

It's not all right at all, but it doesn't matter what happens when you call a doctor.

The problem is that the escorts saw it.

It came to my mind for a moment, 'Kill me,' but that's just how much noise I make when I kill my escort.

The only way to stop here is to make sure I look conscious and energetic.

Rumors that I'm sick will spread sooner or later.

Not that I don't trust Brotherhood members, but rumors are like that.

We have no choice but to strike it off with an energetic appeal that surpasses it.

... What's a cheerful appeal... you sound stupid...

Then, putting a scratch in my thoughts leaked a bitter laugh.

"... call Maurice and Pierre... let's rule the occupation of Balkasik for a while. I'll use that as an excuse to rest for a while."

"I see. Shall we then set up an ambassador to Amoros?" No escape, no hiding, wait at Barca Castle. "

Lolo's tone is surprisingly bright.

He knows too. "I can't help it now."

In this day and age, in this world, "sickness does not heal".

He suffers from distress, but his surroundings are often blatant.

If it heals, it is God's protection, and if it dies, it is God's will.

I want God's protection, too, if I may.

Thus, the Lyoncourt army was unintentionally to be stationed at Barca Castle.

I don't know how much life I have left, but I want to go back to Lioncool soon.

As long as I go home, I have every chance to talk to my sons. You can make a will to a servant.

We can't just publicly announce in the military that 'the general is seriously ill'. This is a time for patience.

Fortunately, he still shouldn't be in a state of imminent death.

Next year...... maybe my life expectancy is next year, how much can I do by then.

If you have to, you will need to imitate it to your teacher.