Then a month and a half.
Soon the Lionkur army stabilized Balkasik territory.
In response to this invader, local knights and earthlings naturally rebelled and resisted, but were instantly suppressed.
Troops are too different in the first place, it won't be a decent battle.
I talked to everyone to reward the subdued Balkasik territories... but this is the bad reaction.
The joy was like a domier or knight Cocteau without a matomo territory, and everyone alienated the remote flying territory.
It will take years for the occupied land to stabilize and generate sufficient tax revenues.
Even if you become a lord, you will have a deficit in the short term, and the painful management will continue… Moreover, it is difficult to govern remote areas, and it is not impossible for everyone to dislike them.
Roger and Maurice were interviewed "to do half of the Balkasik territory in exchange for the present territory," but were stunningly rejected.
The connection between the knight and the land has never been stronger.
They seem to be an abdominal cumulation to seal in the clan if they are to get the new territory of Balkashik... this is also wisdom to strengthen the 'clan'.
Because even the servants are like this, none of them will respond to the seal.
There are images in me of Toyotomi Hideyoshi and Tokugawa Jiayang renaming and transferring their great-names, so I had the image that I would be happy to move out if I prepared the Great Leader... it doesn't seem like such an easy thing.
King Lioncool and I are only formed by a feudal covenant with a minister, who is neither an absolute power nor anything.
The power cannot be compared to that of a heavenly man.
Unable to fit in, Balkashik's distribution is set aside… it is the advance of the problem.
If I have to, I'm going to force Andre and Jose to turn him over.
And I'm in good shape... but this is good.
After all, whether the military journey had become a major physical and psychological stress, or the treatment at Barca Castle seemed to have had a good effect on my health.
After that, I vomited blood several times, but now it has healed and I am in a state of well-being.
However, chest discomfort disappeared and spread to the back.
It hurts relentlessly when it hurts...... I get attacked by the pain that makes me want to cry and cry every now and then, but I am desperately putting up with it because it would be a bit arrogant if I just broke out.
My illness is rumored to be widespread, but I dared not deny it and publicly announced that it was "tooth decay".
Though it may seem like cavities, in this era of amoros, cavities were thought to be a difficult disease with only enough cures to remove teeth, and a 'luxury disease' that could eat sugar.
I've never seen it in Lyon Cool, but some idiots in Wangdu and elsewhere brag about tooth decay by hanging their tooth extraction pencils from their necks and saying, "I'm rich eating sugar."
With such a background, when asked "tooth decay," the soldiers are only the seeds of laughter, but they are not more interested than necessary. It ends with, like, "He's a king's tooth decay." "He's a good guy."
I think this was a good operation while I was there.
Even as I rinse the porridge, they seem to think, "Oh, you have a toothache."
But there are some who cannot be deluded.
One of them is Zillow.
He has the army in charge at Barca Castle, but he is feeling my change and is just here to see how things are going.
"Young lady, you don't look well today."
Zillow talks to me worried.
Exactly. He's been taking care of me since I was seven. I'm not lying to him.
"Are you that noticeable?
"Yeah, I'm pale and I lost a lot of weight. The voices are swept away, and the sick are sick."
I sighed loudly when I heard what Zillow said.
"Have you lost weight…… it's not like you can't eat it, but you still don't have an appetite."
I still have a boiled beef porridge next to me until it's crusty, but I don't feel like eating it.
"I have to eat. Everybody's starting to realize how much it costs."
"... yes, it will always be deceptive."
I scrape the porridge slowly so that I don't freshly choke.
"Don't even feel better than a lion-cool cow."
"Really? That's good."
Lioncool cows are small and hairy.
It doesn't look like a cow from the looks of it, and the meat looks muscular... but maybe this is because I was eating such old cows that I couldn't use it for farming.
"I never thought I'd die before Zillow."
"I don't want to hear that," Zillow threw up in his face when I slapped him lightly in the joke mix.
"Don't be angry, it's true."
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it"
Zillow gave an angry, sadly complex look.
In addition to me and Zillow, there are other escorts on this scene, but we have only recently solidified ourselves, especially with the Brotherhood of Ancient Ginseng, and we are not hesitant to talk about illness.
Lolo is off duty, by the way.
"Excuse me," Maurice came in when the air began to get worse.
"Your Majesty, a distraction team has sent a message. Looks like we'll be at Barca Castle by the end of the day."
"Okay, I get it. I'll pick you up. Call me."
"I understand," Maurice said as soon as she heard what I said.
There's no way he wouldn't notice my medical condition as a butler, but honest Maurice doesn't say a word about it.
That attitude impressed me.
"Young lady, Maurice is the treasure of Lioncool."
Zillow, who would have had the same thoughts as me, groaned with a potpout.
"I agree. You don't think he's Albert's grandson, do you?
"Different!
Me and Zillow laughed a lot.
Albert, Maurice's grandfather, and Yannick, Zillow's father, are rivalries, and Zillow himself is also friends with Albert in a beating brawl (see 15 stories).
"I miss Zillow and Albert fighting."
"Oh, 'fuck Okan' was hilarious then! When Albert's husband's face turned bright red with these eyes!! Ha ha ha."
I miss it.
When me and Zillow laugh, they also laugh at the guards they don't know about back then.
It can only get too dark.
Now this is good.
………………
At sundown, another moving team from the north arrived.
During their march they were captured by a coalition of Viscount Goubrier, located northwest of the former Canal region, and Knight Kruger, located in the north, but destroyed this.
They say the Separate Movement has occupied the castle of Knight Kruger and is now occupied by 1,400 troops led by Count Darmon.
Now the land north of the Sisik River would have been able to be controlled, with the exception of the territory of Viscount Goubrier.
A total of 4,200 separatists have entered the castle with dignity.
The Admiral is Viscount Albor.
This time, it is the Crode of the Earl's son who is leading Count Draine's army.
The army of Viscount Benuro is the grandson of Viscount Albert.
I greeted him with a smile and appeared healthy before everyone else.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid so."
Viscount Albo descended from his horse and lowered his head.
"You've grown a lot younger in the face, an experienced Viscount is reliable"
"No, no, if Baron Groat and Sir Cokers were here, I'd be the only general in the world."
I praise Viscount Albor in front of everyone, and the Viscount humbles himself... it is the promised interaction, but it is also important.
"Lord Kurod and Albert had a hard time. Next is the biggest thing with Amoros."
Both young people work hard and encourage.
Jean and Andre are inside of me, so it's the last time I'll speak.
They won't be able to hide their illness...... I want to make time later to explain.
Immediately after the arrival of the Separate Moving Squad, everyone will be gathered for a banquet.
These drinks were, of course, collected from Balkasik territory.
Maintaining as many as 10,000 troops in all armies is not the same thing.
Perhaps in today's streets, luggage vehicles and other means of transport, the number of people who say it is 10,000 to maintain the army is close to the limit.
At the banquet table, I put Chlod aside and listened to a lot of things.
It seems that Count Dorraine is not particularly ill or anything, but is thinking of changing generations.
The Count is already nearly 50 years old and retired at no surprise's age.
"With that said, how has Roland Causey been since your great-aunt died? Causey is a loyal minister who has served our family for a long time, and my father is worried."
Chlod asks, Roland Causey is now the man who was the mistress of his late mother, Lucienne.
Lucienne is from the Earl of Draine family and falls to the great aunt of Chlod.
"Ha ha, Courcy is putting her mind to a new job."
Clodo looked genuinely unexpected in my words.
Sure, Courcy is over 60 and not old enough to start a new job.
"Work......?
"Yeah, it's a copy. I made my mother's teachings into a book. That's what Causey is copying to me... while she's mocking my mother."
Claude seemed impressed when I told him, "I've already copied some books."
"That's great. He still lives with his great-aunt's love."
"Ha, Lord Chlod is a romantic. Let me give you a copy of his book, if you please."
Clodo was pleased with the offer.
It is an honest thing, even though it is about 20 years past the middle.
Me and Clodo were quietly bickering, but that's the banquet seat for Lioncool.
It was time for everyone to get drunk and start hearing the hustle and bustle.
"Tell him from Albert, too! We should move on with the army!!
"No, it doesn't taste good, Viscount Casta. He said he has a loud voice."
There's some idiot out loud somewhere nearby... my son (Simon).
Simon was dissatisfied with me staying at Barca Castle and always insisted that the soldiers should go west.
This is a statement that undermines the cohesion of the entire army and is not inherently acceptable.
But I also just occupy Castel Barca as a 'camouflage for sick care', so it was hard to say strongly and I had a healthy eldest son.
Simon today seems to be already able to do it and is involved with Albert Kun.
He looks like a tangled liquor.
"Cora, you idiot. Don't bother Albert. Albert is my precious son-in-law."
"What the hell? If Albert was my son-in-law, I wouldn't be my son! Give me half the army!! I'm going to conquer Wang Du!!
Simon's gonna leave it to drunkenness to grab me. I'm gonna make a hell of a claim. So depressed.
He's my son, so he can do it with a "parent-child fight," but that's a level statement that needs to be punished if he doesn't.
"Huh, sounds like an asshole to talk to a drunk too...... drink water first"
I watered Simon and said "I'm sorry" to Albert.
Albert says, "No, I'm afraid not." Emma also fell. Smile, a beautiful boy, is alive.
"Look, there's no way to conquer Wang Du. Even if the mountain lioncools occupy the king's capital, they will only be made evil in conflict with the metropolitan. Look at the precedents of Dong Zhuo and Yongchung."
"Who is it?! I don't know. Yo!!
Simon shouts up and I notice.
... Well, wasn't Dong Zhuo and Yuan Yongzhong talking about this world...
It came out of my mouth, but Simon couldn't have known.
A little peek around, but fortunately no one asked.
"Sorry about that. Don't you know... he's an old man."
"Don't be silly! Father knows everything……………"
While accepting my apology, Simon pointed and groaned at the bumps and lips.
I guess I feel treated like a child.
"Don't swell. I'm counting on you, old man, when Amoros fights."
"... yeah, I get it"
I managed to convince Simon that the scene had healed.
Young Simon wants an adventure... he wants to challenge how much he is.
I know how that feels, and I think it's the preferred one.
He's a cute son even when he's grown up with all the graphics.
And the opportunity seems to have come from the other side to see if his thoughts on a place of activity have passed to heaven.
The next day, an ambassador from Amoros arrived.
"There's nothing I can do to conquer the king's capital."
In the late Greater Amoros period, the kingdom of Amoros continued its insurgency without being able to manage its oversized prints.
Lessons learned variants consistently aim and act towards "nation-building as far as they can govern".
Build a new economic area with a focus on Lioncool and enrich people's livelihoods… This was achieved to some extent and we saw success.
However, it was very passive for the further expansion of forces and did not relocate its home base from the land of Lioncool until the end.
These would have been the strengths and limitations of a variant with 'memories of previous life' and knowing different 'precedents'.
Deposit your troops in Simon and go west, attacking the Wang Capital... The actual result is that "if you don't try, you won't know" is the reality, but the "precedent" of numerous failures had taken the "image of success" from him.
And even though the memory of being a commoner faded, it also led to a self-assessment in him that he was rooted "I'm not a big person".
I can also say that I have stuck with "enriching those close to me" for that self-assessment.
As a reality, it is harder to move home and base than to make the minority, the Lioncools, a supportive mother… The opportunity for a diseased variant to fly was lost.
Later historians recognized Varian I as a "rare celebrity in history" and a "great talent for moving the needle of history", while still calling it "no ambition".
This is an unsolicited saying of future generations, but in a way it is correct.
Varian did not have the same ambition to order under heaven. What matters to him is the "people around him" and he didn't have a big vision of the scale until the end of the day.
This was the limit of a variant with memories of his previous life.