The girl with the fire wheel.

Holseed Empire, Imperial Capital Philoose.

The conference room is lined up with Emperor Amir, Chancellor Mills, and civil servants to discuss matters of concern. The proposal deals with the rebellion in the Liberian continent, with the expedition to the Mundonovo continent, and with the launch of the Soldier Manufacturing Plan - the Tianyang Plan - which further strengthens the dawn.

"... Dear Mills. I'm afraid so. Where in the hell are such enormous amounts of money, personnel and resources? Even if we increase our presence in Verdant, we are in financial distress."

"This is something different. Do you mind? If not, you can create it, or squeeze it out. It's a coin bra, for example. I have the energy to turn my teeth to our empire while I say there isn't. This is something I can't solve. Isn't that evidence that the way it's done is still loose?"

I don't know how serious Mills is, but I'm gonna put my hands up.

"Prime Minister. They were cornered to the brink of death. The late, rebellious. There is only blood, such as what can no longer be squeezed. Your Majesty, I was wondering if you would like any more armament enhancements."

Objections are sandwiched by the civilian who has stated prudential measures.

"Then the maintenance of the State of Verdant becomes at stake. Materials should be put into the Dawn plan rather than a new plan that is unlikely to succeed"

"No, we should rather also consider the waiver of Verdant. With shaky feet, there's a lot of meaning in the new territory."

"That's rampant. Doing that would waste all my investment so far. We should refrain from making irresponsible statements about what we cannot do."

Civilians carry on their rewards, but the conclusions never get mixed up. It's the same sight as always.

"Then you can squeeze it all out. By their sacrifice, they extend the dominance of the Mundonovo continent. Draw supplies from it and enrich the empire. Is something wrong?

Together we silence Mills' words. Amyl has no particular reaction. This means that the current policy will be maintained. In the end, we will have to aim to realize Mills' proposal.

"... Mills. The Tianyang project is good, but what is happening about the Second Dawn Project? Let me know what's going on."

"We have already completed the extra minutes. We are currently nurturing a child brought from the continent towards the third. From that, we want to transfer the good iki to the Tianyang project. Mr. Befnam was very enthusiastic. If successful, expenses will be cheaper and flesh will be further enhanced. Plus, you might be halfway through the loyalty process."

Currently, the Reinforced Soldier Manufacturing Plan is under the command of Befnam, who has left the Emperor's position. I even go to church laboratories and repeat crazy experiments. And it is Mills who controls it more than Amir's life. It serves as a watchdog to prevent Befnam from taking the liberty of himself.

Humans undergoing intensive procedures will be sent to the nursery for rigorous training and education in the name of brainwashing. It is the current situation that is taking the trouble out of this. If we can cut back on time, the profits will be greater in the long run.

(But it was a little unexpected that I had privatized the plan so far. Rumor seems to hide the secret law and the doings of the Sun Emperor, but it's out there, maybe it's true)

Mills' story is that it is currently impossible to implement the Dawn plan without Befnam. They don't let go of what is the key. Hands poorly, clouds hidden, or if discarded, no ex or child.

In order to remedy this predicament, I would like to hold down the institute and focus all my efforts on the Dawn Project. Neither does Amir, who took the throne of the emperor, yet understand the whole of the dawn, the dawn. Befnam is not going to turn the details of the plan here. They haven't been able to get into much depth, either, Mills, who is getting a surveillance role. The perimeter of the laboratory is hardened by the fortified soldiers on whom Befnam's breath hangs. It would be very difficult to raid unnoticed.

(Again, you should have asked your father to "die ill” early. But my father is already old. Either way, I'll inherit everything. When you get here, it doesn't make sense to panic)

As for Amir, he thought it would be more thankful to have the lab hanging around than to have Befnam give him an extra mouth. I thought it was too obvious to kill a boulder right after his reign. I can buy useless objections from people who pledge allegiance to Befnam.

"... there will be no doubt about the success of the new plan more than Father taking command. Let's do something about the funds and supplies. The necessary personnel shall be taken further from the continent. Contact Elnards and arrange it as soon as possible."

"Ha ha."

Amir relaxes his eyebrows with his hands after giving the order. The expedition is more difficult to navigate than expected. Because it was originally planned to dominate the northeastern part of the continent on the second expedition. I didn't expect the troops that added the Dawn plan soldiers to be repelled. Not so long ago, the enemy was at home. If you bounce this back, this one can take the lead. And then, which makes the noise first.

The Star Church, which dominates the continent, knows that it does not possess its own forces or territory. It is only nominally in control of the Lords with the authority of God. That's why Verdun, now under control, could easily fall. It seems that the southeastern part of the continent is faint in faith, and the Lords are many who move with interest. It was a very moveable area for Amir.

(Expand the territory of Verdant while increasing production and sending in reinforcements. The country needs to contain the insurgency as soon as possible. For the sake of forgiveness, this time we will have to punish him thoroughly)

Giv, Karm Biz's rebellion was hit by a Black Yang rider led by Farid and a hundred thousand troops. Farid is currently in battle on the Horn State border. With reports of an advantage in it, we will soon be attacking the Carm Biz.

To Longstorm, where Gemb is trying to recapture, it's a formula to send reinforcements from the Eastern Zone to 30,000. If we get there before the fall of the state capital, we should be able to make it to a long battle.

The Red Wheel Army, determined by a coin bra, has not dealt with it from the edge. But tell Balzac in Bahar not to go to reinforcements in times of crisis.

The thought of what a civilian can do is strong. First, there are 50,000 soldiers in the North and South Coimbra combined. It is enough power to suppress. The light fire will soon be scratched out. The trouble is, only Gemb.

I'm up from some ministers, I'm not thinking about suspending the expedition at all. If we do that, the Emperor's authority will be diminished at once. All investments go to waste. That is the worst kind of foolishness.

What we need to do now is let his continent fall further into the crucible of chaos and ride there. Work has already begun and anti-church sparks have been planted throughout the continent. It's only a matter of time before it catches fire. Amir just has to wait for it to burn down and poke the blade in.

Amir opened her mouth to conclude today's meeting after breathing out small.

"The rest of the thought came together. I'll give you directions later, so..."

and the sound of knocking on the door there. During the meeting, it is prohibited to enter the room unless it is a time of emergency. I mean, something happened.

"... in"

"Excuse me!

The Kingsguard enters the room and salutes. Amir exults ahead as he indulges in causation.

What the hell is going on?

"Ha! North Coimbra, and South Coimbra have fallen into the hands of the rebels! The enemy commander is Elgar Ludwing, the eldest son of the late Grohl!

"I can't believe it. What the hell was Gaddis doing to Wilm? Did they treat you like a child and a peasant?

Amir is exhausted. There was information in there that the Red Wheel Army had begun to mount an offensive. But I didn't think I could let you fall in this short period of time. This can't even make Balzac reinforcements or anything. It is a disgrace to the military, such as being made a civilian.

"Ha, that's..."

"What, say it quickly"

"Yes. The Red Wheel Army has the appearance of Noel escaping Willa Island! From the upset Coimbra army, betrayal continued, and the rebel momentum was just as furious."

Noel. The devil, Noel Vossheit. That little girl Amir allowed and flushed to Willa Island. A stupid, stubborn woman who solicited many times in anticipation of that martial arts, but kept saying no. That's what he stood up for again stripping his fangs and clearing his former grudges.

"She's a really stupid woman. I didn't expect to be able to read the current situation until the end. Contact Balzac and tell him to turn his men over immediately. In preparation for such a situation, the Bahr 'is have an elite position. They also target crusading soldiers from the Imperial capital, so they set up ahead and cut the momentum."

To Amir's command, a wandering close guard.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear the rest of the orders?

- Ba, General Balzac is...

"What the hell did General Balzac do? It really bothers me. Come on, say it quickly."

Mills urges, the Kingsguard screams with tears zero out of his eyes.

"General Balzac was killed in action in Yavitz, South Coimbra! It was Rebel Noel Vossheit who took over the General!

"... Balzac is dead, is he?

"Looks like he led a cavalry and tank squad ahead to rescue Madres. Looks like you've been ambushed by an enemy! There are over a thousand casualties of Bahar soldiers!

The meeting room grows with a voice of sadness. Balzac's death in battle means so much. He wasn't just a general, he was also in the position of deputy. If that was taken over by the rebels, but also by the demons who once tormented Bahar, the enemies don't like it, but they gain momentum.

"I will report! In the western Bahar city of Lardo, all those who name the Bahr 'i Liberation Front have revolted! Currently, the thieves are marching to the city of Tordo!

A soldier running into the conference room tells the emergency.

"……… Liberation Front Line"

western Bahar, where there was a more disturbing move than before. I guess I saw Balzac's death as an opportunity to move. It is a relic of history, a gathering of fools who cannot accept defeat, to regain their glory before being ruled by the Empire. It was the revenge that had hitherto come in a generous manner. Amir slightly regrets that his mercy has led to this. After all, we should have done a thorough solemnization.

"Your Majesty, this is important!

"What will you do, Your Majesty!

Amir sank the upset into the depths of his heart and gave the order with his usual expression. I am the champion of the Liberian continent. There will never be defeat. There must be no.

"Send 30,000 soldiers in preparation in the east to Bahr and hit the defense immediately."

"Then Longstorm can't hold up!

"General Longstorm, the people and supplies will temporarily evacuate to Horn. In the first place, his state was founded for Gemb surveillance. The land itself is not of great value. As soon as we're armed, we just need to reclaim it again."

Gembu is burning his obsession to regain his former territory, but from Amir's point of view, it's not a state of so much value. Even given the circumstances, it's a tricky move to protect Longstorm, which has taken on a prominent form.

"I understand, sir."

"Farid and the Black Yang Knight leave the necessary fighting power for Horn's defense and tell him to anticipate the time and head to Bahar."

"But what are the two states of Giv, Carm Biz going to do? Marshals are reporting an attack and an avalanche will soon fall into enemy territory."

"Such an inert state can fall at any time. Above all, the Bahar, which is a continental necessity, can never be lost. To stop the demons, you will need the power of the Black Yang Ride again. Immediate posture and eradicate the traitors. This time, you can stroke them all! Kill all those who join the clan!

"Ha!

Amir bites his lips as he looks at the civilians who have begun to move busily. If Bahar falls, an upset will surely run to the imperial generals, the people. Especially the soldiers of the Imperial capital are many from Bahar. Giv and Carm Biz are extremely blind, but there's no reason to leave a thief named Liberation Front, etc. More troublesome than anything else is Gemb. I'm sorry about Longstorm, but I just have to abandon him. Using Bahar as a defensive line, we get our attitude together and crush it one by one.

(But, Noel, I didn't expect you to avenge the favor you helped. Both Liberation Fronts will be necked and dedicated to Balzac's soul!

Mills with a soft expression, no different in phase, approaches Amir, trembling in a quiet rage.

"Your Majesty, there's only one thing I'd like to try."

"What. Don't hesitate to tell me."

"Yes. Thought I'd give the coin bra and the gemb a try. Well, I know it's hard. If you fail, you'll make money."

"… a measure of discrepancy"

"Yes, for that matter, I would like your permission to return Elgar Bobo to the Valdecca family. Officially, let's keep him fat. Swallow that. Okay, if you don't swallow, you don't think about the people, you sprinkle rumors that you're a tyrant who goes on fighting. In fact, they seem to be doing odor things back there as well. If you trace it back, it's that Grohl's son. It's going to change a lot in an instant, like the people's assessment."

Mills has snakey eyes and laughs niggly.

Not a bad idea. We can get results on whether we can wedge in or fall into a reputation. Even if it fails, is it enough that the neck of the messenger flies? In case you snort, you just have to put it in takeshimi for now and get rid of it as soon as things settle. It's hard to think of that as stupid, but that older brother son, I don't know what it is.

Amir nodded after a short thought.

"I don't care what you want. Tell him I'll restore his honor. I might be happy to fly with you."

"Thankful happiness. Leave this to Imperial Chancellor Mills."

- Castle Madres.

Under the castle, the people greet with ecstasy the Noel squad, who defeated the Baha 'i army before it was completely skinless. What the people hate is directed at Wilm, who was squeezing taxes from themselves, and at Amir, who repeats the expedition. In other words, Noel, who defeated the emperor's home army, is a complete hero.

Diving through the crowd as if to welcome the emperor, Noel entered the castle of Madres without changing his expression. In your hand, keep something.

"... you're a total hero. No one will ever know your name in a coin bra again."

"It doesn't matter. If you lose, they'll be gone soon. What matters is who you stay with when you're in pain. So I guess everyone who was with me until the end of the previous battle is my valued companion."

Between the glances, Elgar greeted him with a happy face. Irvan next door has a faded look somewhere.

"You did a really good job. With your work, the unified coin bra can safely welcome a new departure."

"Ha, thank you!

Noel kneels humbly and shows respect. Courtesy of intimacy. It's a word I learned in Gemb. If you don't want to get your friends in trouble, you have to try too.

"The Northern Evel, and the fall of this Madress, plus the takeover of Bahar deputy Barzak. There's nothing wrong with calling me a coin bra hero. As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to answer the question and give you the status of general..."

Elgar puts up words there. I was wondering if I could be a general, Noel, was a little disappointed. If you become great, acting on your own thoughts, you will not be disturbed as before. More buddies too.

I turned my gaze wondering if it was possible that Irvan had stopped, and I had no idea, he was shaking his neck flat to the side. It seemed really different.

"There was a strong demand from Lord Sidden of Gemb that he wait for you to be placed in a position of high responsibility. There's no reason for him to interfere, but I owe him help so far. And he's not a bad story for you either. So let me postpone the promotion."

"Ha, I did!

"So long, Noel. Come here. Calling uninvited guests from now on. On my side, I'd love to hear your opinion."

"Ha!"

Noel moves next to Elgar with a handicraft wrapped in cloth in his back hand. Just like Irvan's pair. This would mean that these two declare themselves to be in about the same position. Noel waved at Irvan and laughed, and he hardened with a cramped smile on his face.

"Well, I don't mind, but call the“ envoy. ”An uninvited guest from Liberdam."

"Ha!"

The guard exits and brings back one man. He was once Guriel, a Liberdam messenger who visited Grohl's former home. When you have a nasty grin, you kneel down and thank me.

"Master Elgar, you're welcome. No, you're doing fine. Congratulations on your victory."

"Let's take that word once and for all. But your lord is a man of the province of Liberdam who serves the Empire. Unfortunately, don't be enemies to me."

"Ha, you don't panic like that.... Still, he looks a lot like your father who was brave"

"Lord Griel, I don't want to hear any extra words. I'll tell you what, I don't trust your lord at all. My father was ruined by their words. I've never forgotten that."

While Elgar exposes his anger, he manages only to absurd his narrative.

Having seen it, Griel is sure he could have brought it to his own pace. In negotiations, I have confidence in a hundred warfare smells. The other guy is still a inexperienced kid as a mentor. You piss me off, you confuse my emotions, you decide the steeple. Griel pulled Grohl in with this hand. The child is also a human of about the same character. It is no longer an easier task than twisting a baby's hand.

"No, tough words. But today, as soon as you have a wonderful souvenir to try to apologize for your former disrespect. I thought you'd be happy."

"... what is it?"

Surprising Elgar. Griel takes a single letter out of his nostalgia.

"Your uncle, the Emperor Amir has written to you."

"You've come to make fun of me!! Amir is not my father's enemy!

"Don't rush things. Can someone please give this letter to Elgar?"

Ilvan advances in and receives a letter from Griel. The emperor's mark was stamped, a definitive letter. Elgar tells Ilvan to read the contents with his eyes.

Ilvan unseals the seal and reads out the letter so that it can be heard together.

- I heard about the situation in the North and South coin bra. I understand that this act is an imperative pushed by the voices of the people. Originally, a Valdecca is justified in keeping the coin bra fat. There has been an unfortunate whisper, but I recognize that it can be corrected exactly now. Four emperors of the Horseid Empire, Amir Valdecca tells. Acknowledges the unity of the North and South Coimbra and appoints Elgar Routwing, the spokesperson for the people, as its eunuch. Upon receipt of this, Elgar will also be allowed to name the Valdecca surname. This will also be immediately adapted to Grohl, and the honor of his will be restored.

"... you think you're going to make me fat?

"Yes, frankly, we are in an offer of peace.... How about that? I don't think that's a bad condition. Gembu is certainly strong, but let us not forget that he was once defeated unbroken before the Sun Emperor. This time, if Marshal Farid leads the Black Yang rides out, they will follow the same results as before. No more battles will do you any good. It becomes just revenge. Is it not?

"I see. Maybe there is."

Elgar gave a look like he had shown interest.

"Angry emotions are temporary. What will matter now is to appease the people and enrich the country. Those who stand above men must abandon their private hearts. We should abandon our grudges and belong to the Empire again and focus on our internal affairs. If you do, you will retain your name as a great coin bra guardian and your father will regain his honor again!

Griel affirmed along with his acting gesture.

"Lord Griel's story is well understood. Actually, I think it's great. What do you think, Irvan?"

"Ha. We only go down the path chosen by Master Elgar together. Please proceed as you wish."

Ilvan withheld his answer. Because I understood it wasn't my turn here.

"... well. Then, my friend Noel. What did you think of Lord Griel's story?"

Noel, who was sneaking glasses on, makes a smile. Elgar was about to erupt like that, but he could manage.

"I think it's a great story. - Exactly. It's harmless, no profit! If you do as Lord Griel says, you will go down the road to ruin again!

"Hey, what can they say!

When Griel roughs up her voice, Noel fixes her glasses hard and dresses. And imitate Ligret.

"Okay? No matter how anyone sees it, the empire is a downfall, a downfall. He's a foolish emperor who hands on other continents with childish ambitions and neglects his feet. There's no guarantee that a person like that would have appeased his or her status as a conservative, is there?

"Aren't you disrespectful!!

Griel yelled at me forgetting the basics of the negotiations. Because the words of the woman in front of her crippled her seizures. An eye that looks down on itself like a bug, a deafening tone. I couldn't get over it. Once you cross the line, you can't go back. Even though Griel thought it was gone, he couldn't apologize.

"We all know Liberdam can't afford it either. So you wanted the emperor to reward you, and you came all the way out here to pay for it, didn't you? 'Cause you don't have a plague or anything. Haha, it looks like being the Emperor's dog is no different than before!

When Kettle and Noel laugh at him, the Elgers laugh at it, too. Griel is trembling with anger. Finally, Ligrette, who knows whose imitation she's being imitated, is also angry.

"Bye, traitors! If the Empire is serious, you won't have one!

"Oh. I tried to bring the rebel back to the great Valdecca family. Not only is the emperor retarded, but you don't have eyes to see. I knew it was impossible to go back to that place. Dear Elgar, I was wondering if it would be better if I burned those letters."

"Irvan, burn it without a trace. I have a heart attack."

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Ilvan burns down the script in a candle flame. It was quickly ashed and the wind blew me away and scratched my figure.

"You're going to regret this! Anyway, you'll be on the same end as your father!

"Dear Elgar, I wonder if I could return Lord Griel, who came all the way out here, in a rash. May I give you a souvenir?"

"I don't mind. I don't know what you're gonna give me."

"Enjoy watching it."

When Noel takes the wrap he left at his feet, he throws it loose for Griel. When Griel received it, the cloth fell sharply due to the momentum.

- It was a human neck.

"HI, HI!!

"General Balzac's neck I took away. Will you deliver it to His Majesty the Great Emperor? 'Cause I'm sure you'll love it."

"Noel, aren't you a little overexcited?

"Really?

Noel also rides badly on the pungent Elgar. Griel can't stand up with his hips out.

"Well, it doesn't matter. - Guards, the envoy is home! Tap them all out of the castle!!

'Ha!'

After Griel is forcibly evicted, Elgar tells everyone.

"There's no way I'm going to get that kind of talk from the beginning. Even without emotion, it is possible to return to the Empire. They'll just exploit you again."

"... it will be a battle, but it will be better than going back to hell again. You have to pay for the firepowder that comes down."

Perius agrees. I kept my mouth shut until earlier because I could tell this was a play. Originally, it is a bad hand in the bad hands such as going back to the Empire in this situation. As soon as the other states are suppressed, they will surely be destroyed.

"Dear Elgar, you should see that I have sent a messenger in anticipation of this case being turned down. To make a bad reputation for prioritizing the revenge of my father over the peaceful life of the people. I was wondering if a secret detective with a task force might be sneaking in."

Irvan shows concern with a rugged face.

"So what do you think would be best done"

"If you ignore it, it's the same thing that fits inside the opponent's surgery. Then you should be honest with the people. Place high bills in each city and let them know a lot about this one. I am sure the people are tired and show disgust in the war. But it would be fine if I gave the impression that I kicked the Empire's offer of peace with the thought of a severance to avoid the days of being exploited again"

The people took their swords to get out of hell. To avoid the next battle, going back to hell again means I don't know what I stood up for. But the tired people could get caught up in what's going on. So we have to take good care of it.

"All right, I'll leave this matter to Irvan"

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Elgar opens his mouth as he sees Irvan bow down in a gracious manner.

"... We won, but brothers like Gembu, Giv and Carmbiz, who stood together, are still fighting the Imperial Army. It is true that the coin bra is exhausted, but just looking at it could lead to another invasion of the Empire. In the first place, without the support of Gemb and others, the decision would not have been met. Don't forget how grateful you are."

No objections will be raised. If the struggling Giv, Carm Biz, falls, it is likely that Coimbra will be the next to be pointed at the soldier. Because I just took control and I'm still far from getting a defensive stance in place.

"- There you go. It was decided that a“ council of lords "would be held to discuss joint countermeasures against the Empire. I'm sorry I kept my mouth shut about your decision the other day. But there must be no leakage."

When Elgar tells him, they're all together. Oops. If the states that fought each other in a split manner could lay down a cooperative system, they would have enough power to fight the Empire from the front. The Empire has already reached out to the continent of Mundonovo, so the forces of war are inevitably dispersed. The situation would antagonize at once.

"Dear Elgar, when will it be done?"

"Ten days later, it will take place in a city called Fresno in the canton of Gembo. Those who flip or attempt to flip an anti-flag against the Empire will be aligned together. It could change the history of this continent."

Elgar said with a slightly nervous face. Elgar couldn't stop his body trembling when he heard this story from a Gemb envoy. Because I didn't know if such a young man had enough vessels to just stand shoulder to shoulder with each of the gods. But now I believe I can. I have powerful companions. Believe that, you have to be nervous not to be crushed by the heavy pressure.

"Irvan, and Noel. I'll have you guys come too. I want to borrow Ilvan's wisdom as a continental. And Noel is Lord Gemb's immediate nominee. Never forget, never sleep."

"It's my pleasure. It is an honor and a privilege to participate in a conference that will be in the history of future generations."

"Yes, I understand"

Noel responds empty-handedly, as opposed to Irvan, who is impressed.

"Noel, put it in your mouth and promise me you won't sleep the day you leave. If you're not interested, you have a bad habit of deliberately forgetting."

"... I intend to work hard to be positive"

"Dear Elgar. I'll make sure it happens, so I'll take care of this one."

Cynthia advances out of sight. Noel looked stuck, so laughter leaks with him. The heavy pressure that Elgar was feeling also felt kind of foggy. No good, no bad, no shards of tension.

"- Absolutely. Now, let's try to get Cynthia to accompany the escort, too. Gentlemen, it's important now. Expect more work!

'Ha!'

After saluting him, Noel became the feather of getting Cynthia an an intense fist bone, trying to get away with it.

Elgar couldn't even laugh at this.