The Empire of War and My Strategies - Until We Can Have The Most Powerful Country Ever

From the day after Lydia called me in, I started gathering information on Maida.

Mr. Rusty has told me that the name of the city that Maida rules is Hayne, so take the form of an investigation into the city.

And now be careful that you only come into contact with pedestrians and travellers.

I have something to do with Maida. I am acting more cautiously because it is the end of the line if you think of it.

An unexpected amount of information gathered. But all the information I can't say is very useful.

All right, we have most of the reversion-related information.

At Hayne, there are regular competitions for Riversi.

However, in order to participate, you must possess the reverse of the Maida seal.

I guess he's trying to prevent counterfeiting at all.

And at that tournament, there's always a man and a woman named Sekimei and Pheniga fighting for the finals?

There are always Riversi fights in the city, but they don't play against us unless they're all real, so at least there's no fakes out there in the city.

Therefore, Riversi lovers buy items with the Maida mark on them.

The guy who can afford the money and time from the surrounding city also seems to be coming for an arms test, and the fundraising seems to be going well.

And that's the end of the information.

Only to the extent of rumours that Maida and Julia are good nobles friendly to the people could they be added to the information from Mr. Rustyl.

If you say you have no choice, you have no choice.

It shouldn't be six months since those guys got Hayne.

I won't move big.

Mr. Rusty's information could be corroborated, and would you be satisfied for now?

We do everything we have to do, and after that, we can't do anything until we get some information on Karma.

Spend every day working in a warehouse and working to make Isla's mansion more comfortable.

That's a fine job, like eliminating the mosquitoes from boiling and the likelihood of a puddle.

Because we live together, it doesn't help.

I am forced to act very carefully.

I was wondering if it would ruin a lot if they kicked me out right now.

... I'm not saying I'm not sorry.

Because I'm rude to people who want this environment.

Specifically with Fio?

And the day it was about three weeks after Karma traveled, one story was being told here and there.

It's about an early horse who ran unusual to the castle.

Only executives like Fio, Isla, and Lydia, who keep away from home, know what's going on so far.

I was in a hurry when it was unusual for me to see the early horses. And when I heard it, I was trembling with inner excitement.

If this looks bad for Karma territory, that's when Zanza or Karma had misfortunes.

In days, Karma arrived in Rand, just if she flew the fastest and fastest horse.

It's hard to believe Karma died the day we arrived.

It therefore seems to me to be an early horse who tells me that the Kay Empire has moved to a full warring age.

Whether the Ten Officers take power or not, they will not suppress the Hordes at all.

They're bureaucrats. I don't hold the power of war.

Without power, nothing can be done is human history.

… which means that my plan begins in an ideal way.

Come on, come on, come on, come on! I want confirmed info!!

I have enough to kill alive.

I can't help thinking ahead, you son of a bitch.

… is this also training to keep your mind normal?

I'm not going to make you look weird around, and it's hard in there.

But after two more days, it was no longer necessary to maintain a normal mind.

Because there's no one left with a normal mind.

How many times in the last two days have the early horses rushed in?

You can only say how fast horses are climbing between people's mouths three times in convenience.

The first and second time, the complexion of the decree was bright blue.

For the third time, however, it is told that the complexion of the decree was overflowing with joy.

In other words, there would have been a major incident in Rand.

But at the end of the day, Master Talk must be alive more than overflowing with joy.

That's the story.

I think I added to it that Karma had a wonderful and good thing on the surface.

For example, gain the trust of a new emperor. Something like that.

The current candidates for emperor are both too young to take on government.

If so, we naturally need people to support us.

The status that every aristocrat living in this country seeks with a drool of covetousness. Who takes that......

It would be nice if Zanza was dead and she was coming home thinking it was dangerous... but she couldn't be here.

The Talk sisters, as a result of their research, have always been true countrymen living on the border.

Therefore, we don't really know how obsessed we are with central corruption, power, or how ridiculed the people on the border are.

Then it is impossible to make a prudent decision.

... prepare your mind and wait for Lydia to tell you.

Except it's pretty life-killing, you can wait to be publicized, but maybe you'll tell me.

And at night. Lydia called me in.

I am led to Lydia's room, simulating in my head many times how I behave.

As soon as I arrived in the room, I was immediately paid.

You look a little rushed. Unusual.

But depending on what happened, it was urgent and natural.... Has this come a big win?

"Dan, do you know what kind of report the early horse everyone is talking about has brought?

No, no, that question isn't weird for a boulder?

"Absolutely. All I know is the same content as the city rumors. I hear you only know those above some of the poles yet...... are they not?

"Surely you shouldn't know ten people. But...... do I really need to talk to you?

"If Barca isn't inconvenient, I'd like you to tell me because I'm curious, too. I think so."

Keep your head down here to hide your expression and keep that attitude.

I don't want you to look at me even for a little while.

"… I would like you to tell me how you guessed the contents of the report even if I (myself) kneel down because you refused to do so before. How?"

What's that supposed to mean?

I know information as if no one should know about it. That's what I thought.

They say it's impossible as a reality.

There must be no means of communicating information faster than a fast horse.

Maybe he's using a biographical dove somewhere...

… After all, has the content previously consulted become a reality as it is?

I guess Karma is about to make a big appearance.

That would convince me of this attitude.

As far as I'm concerned, I asked because it seems to affect me the most, but from Lydia's point of view, you feel like you might have some sort of information network to look ahead of the military master bright blue.

Naturally, I'm not going to answer honestly.

Don't just use weird means, Lydia.

I don't want to call the meadow people waiting for me outside to escort you.