If we tied the history of the planet, the existence of a ruling class called aristocracy was all over the world.
What the hell was the source of authority for the nobles of the earth? I was reborn to be a noble man, and once in a while, I gave my thoughts to the nobility of the Earth in my previous life.
By personal leadership, by faith in the context of religion, by the history of family lines that have continued as rulers, to name but a few.
Having spent twelve years reincarnating into the Elo continent, that now seems very unstable to me.
Aristocrats on Earth are the same people as civilians if they strip their clothes. Just because you're noble, you're not a breed like a beetle with blue blood. Humanity is equal, civilians and nobles alike are homo sapiens.
At the end of the day, it seemed to me that the source of their authority was great to great. Even considering the history of aristocracy being overthrown by the people, it is an authority that will easily collapse if you make a mistake.
The source of aristocratic authority in the Elo continent is very simple.
It's great because it's strong. Very easy to understand.
He has a tough flesh and vitality that hardly makes him ill, and is resistant to injury, and freely manipulates powerful magic.
It is that power, so divergent that it can no longer be said to be separate from the civilian population, that it is the nobility that bequeaths it.
The history of the Elo continent is also the history of the battle between mankind and warcraft.
Warcraft that strikes humanity indiscriminately and brings disaster to the land can also be described as a kind of natural disaster. To protect themselves from that natural disaster, people followed powerful magical men and came under their control.
In other words, it is the duty of the aristocracy to fight and defeat the Warcraft.
If aristocratic authority were to shake, it would be after a time when civilization had developed enough to drive away mature warcraft just by civilians. At least I don't think I can make that happen in this time of my life. That's why I can safely humiliate civilians on my bed.
You can't run away from noble things, warcraft.
Born in the field, the Warcraft lives in a world of weak and forceful eating and grows with repeated death fights against other Warcraft.
The Warcraft jumps from the field to the outside world when the body is fully grown, causing disaster against humanity.
It is said that the mature warcraft, the mature warcraft, is conceiving every calamity upon him. The earth withers and the river rots, even if the mature warcraft merely walks. Often unknown plagues and odd diseases spread, and if left unattended, mankind's sphere of life is scorned.
The strength of a mature warcraft is determined by the breadth of the field it grew up in. The larger the field, the longer it takes to grow and grow into a vicious mature warcraft.
Newnelly's field is the breadth that also ranks high in the Kingdom of Levios. Having grown enough to jump out of this field, Mature Warcraft becomes a considerable threat. Leaving it alone would have caused devastating damage to a neighborhood centered around Newnelly.
"Boy, my husband sent me a letter"
"Thank you"
I got a letter from Tesh and I put it on my desk.
As he tried to open the seal, Tesh continued his words, shaking his voice.
"My husband was very pleased to hear about Bo Ma's crusade against the Warcraft. He said he worked proudly as a man of Quordenze..."
When I found out about the Warcraft appearance outside the city gate, I hurried back to my military base.
The sound of the alarm was heard at the front base in front of the field. There was plenty of time to wake up the army.
At the time of my arrival at the military base, the soldiers were in position to wait for the signal to leave.
The battle against mature warcraft is also the battle against time. For that reason, only mature warcraft crusades are granted to me the authority to direct military operations without my father's consent. This is the same for my grandfather and mother.
If you can't protect the Territory's people from the Warcraft, it's about the dignity of the nobility.
I led the army in an attempt to cross the southern out-of-town gate and a mature warcraft appeared at the right time.
To parable that appearance, it was close to a spoon big enough to overlap two convenience stores often seen in Japan in previous life.
The mature warcraft basically grows, but the extent to which it grows also depends on the type. Its giant soppon warcraft was somewhat of a small category of mature warcraft.
When I looked at the ground, I could see that the trajectory where the warcraft had crawled was stained with purple and that the earth was tarnished.
Judging by the trail, it seemed to be heading north on a straight line. Perhaps he has come to perceive the more human directions by smell or something.
Expand and surround the army, attack with bows and spears as the soldiers crept to draw attention, look at the timing and I hit the magic.
The giant Soppon Warcraft stopped moving about two shots into full force magic, and the crusade was a success.
Though there have been several serious injuries to the soldiers, fortunately there have been zero deaths. It is unusual given the emergence of mature warcraft on this scale. Apparently there were more injuries at the front base in front of the field.
By the way, will mature warcraft not be good at the field where they are from, or will they ever go back out on the field? For this reason, it appears that the soldiers at the front-line base were evacuated inside the field when they were injured and retained their lives.
That's how I finished defeating the Warcraft, and it was a good place in the middle of the night when I dropped a paragraph. In the sense of time in Japan in the previous life, the date would have been around a long time.
Confirming that the Warcraft was completely screwed, I did not return to the castle but headed to the castle township apartment, where I slept.
I was going to get some rest, but when I woke up, it was before sunrise.
Looks like I stayed up too late to sleep the other way around. Maybe there was an aftertaste of the excitement of the battle.
Somehow I caught my eye, and after taking a morning bath, I picked up breakfast, and this is how I am neat in my room.
I have nothing more to do because I leave it to the captains of the army after the Warcraft crusade.
"Hmm."
When I read the letter, there was a line of praises spared by my father. Crusading mature warcraft is the highest honor as a nobleman.
I told him about the incident Rupetta told me before he went to bed, but he decided this was important to his father. The letter said he had decided to send the army to the field. They're planning to leave Newnelly's military base at noon. Seems to explore if there are any other immature Warcraft.
My father also instructed me to accompany Rupetta to the army. It would be cheap to ignore the carrier thief, and to think of the cost of Merguin's treatment.
"Tesh. Like calling Rupetta right away. My father gave me instructions."
"Yes, sir."
Tesh told a servant who was holding back outside the room what I said, and he heard footsteps running all over him. I guess I just picked him up.
I decided to write a letter in reply to my father. It stinks of trouble to exchange letters.
Mature warcraft rarely sprinkle unknown quirks, difficulties, and infectious diseases. Some of them are terrible diseases that infect even the nobles.
I fought Mature Warcraft for the time being, so maybe I'm sick. That's why I couldn't go back to Newnelly Castle, and I was supposed to reveal the night in a separate mansion.
If I develop, it could infect my father, my mother, even Fannie. That must be avoided at all costs. I have a proven track record of curing vicious oddities with magical cure magic, just in case.
That's why I can't talk to my father directly, so I have to write to him.
"Phew..."
Given the latency period, I can't go back to the castle for a while, and I wrote in my letter that I'm leaving for the city of Nambonan as I am.
We're leaving tomorrow as planned. The military was the only one in a hurry over the Holy High Church terror relationship and everything else was as usual, so we were well prepared to leave.
The letter from my father says, 'I will reward you for your crusade against the Warcraft! Say anything!' I wrote every favor as insurance because it was tied in a sentence like '.
But if we execute the Holy High Priest Cynthia, he wants us to stop processing until I get back to Newnelly City. There is no zero chance that Cynthia will be executed in unison because of the Holy High Council priesthood when the Church chief's plan to terrorize is revealed. I would ask you to spare me the development that Cynthia had no neck when she returned from the city of Nambonan.
I want to do at least one shot before the execution.
Finish writing the letter and hand it to Tesh. I decided to have it delivered immediately to my father because there are many important matters.
I shall write to my mother and Fannie slowly this evening.
When I tried to change my posture slightly because I had been writing letters in the same pose the whole time, I noticed that my lower body was sticking up.
I wake up in the morning and the meat stick is so cured. Yesterday, yesterday, and I'm not holding a woman. It is the second day of abstinence.
Monkey, monkey, pink emotions were swirling through my chest.
Then the door was knocked and a servant came in.
"Young lady, you see Master Rupetta, how would you like it?
"That's fast enough."
"We were in a hurry."
The figure of Rupetta, who is beaten up by a servant in the inn, floated in his brain.
It is noon for the army to leave, so I wrote in my letter to my father that I would take Rupetta to a military base in time.
I still have plenty of time to spare because it's early morning.
Speaking of which, yesterday, Rupetta said, "I'll do anything". I can't help it if they say so, let's get them to do anything.
I have nothing more to do, so I can do it and it's good.
"Okay. Let it through."
"Yes, sir."
When I told him so, the servant left the room. Tesh also goes and leaves as he prepares for the bath.
Left alone in my room, I decided to wait for Rupetta while I played radio gymnastics in the morning.