The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

On three occasions, I unleashed my sperm in the rosé.

By the time the last shot was poured in, there was no longer a word of resistance, and Rosé just withstood the vibrations.

"Ha... Good for you."

I feel refreshed, as if I left all of the fever on the battlefield in her vagina.

When I took it in my hand to put on the pants I was stripping away, one of the martial artists offered me a towel.

My lower body is dirty with splashed semen for repeated piston exercises even after ejaculation.

When I wiped my inner leg off, I put the towel on Rosé's ass. To keep other men from seeing the secret.

I put my pants on and fixed my clothes mess, and I turned my gaze to the martial officer.

"Rosé, but you can lower it now"

"... do you want to raise it to the Mansion?

Less ridden could be inferred from its voice color.

It is not uncommon for nobles to be biased and paranoid about women they like. Rosé is a minister of the Spierzeik family, so it's just a little nasty when I get obsessed with her.

I have been told not to lay a hand on other daughters, but in addition to the troublesome diplomatic relations, I am sometimes wary of the existence of so-called witchcraft women.

There is no shortage of stories about poor aristocratic men who are biased towards the princess of other realms and become the talking point of that princess, and hence of other houses.

The princess whose parents' aristocracy is on the back can't even be cheaply hung up, so when you can start a leap, it's extremely troublesome to deal with.

You just don't have to worry that much about Rosé.

Diplomatic considerations are minimal, as the Qualdenze and Spierzeik families are certified as each other's worst enemies.

Imprisoning Rosé in isolation from the outside world doesn't have to bother anyone. And what can be done to make Rosé uncooperative with the Spierzeik side, etc., is known.

What is more, it is commonly said that sexually active and female-favorite aristocrats are at low risk of bias. It is a well-known fact that I hold women all over the place, and I am unlikely to be extremely dependent on one woman.

Those circumstances allowed me to hold her.

If Rosé had been a knight serving a nobleman in a subtle position to the point where he was intimidated by the Spierzeik family and reluctantly sent out reinforcements, at least I wouldn't have been able to hold him instantly.

"Treat him as one of the prisoners. Be polite."

It's not as hot as I give it to the Mansion, but just keep yourself safe because you want to hold it again... I say.

The knights and martial officers are worried, however low the risk of bias. It's easier not to show a bare gesture that lurks into Rosé.

If all of a sudden I started having sex or something alone with a female knight in the Spierzeik family, I'm sure they wouldn't have cared. Given that, this rape play...... couldn't rape have been better in the sense of reassuring them?

And most importantly, I wanted to try the act of ordering the men under my command to hold down the women and only enjoy it. It was a valuable experience that inspired not only a desire for dominance over the opposite sex, but also a sense of superiority over the same sex.

"Ha! We'll keep a close watch."

When the martial officer gave a clear reply, he raised his voice outside the curtain.

Looks like we're arranging a female servant to take care of Rosé. Seems to have conveyed my intentions accurately, above all.

"I'll seal the demon again. It'll last longer."

"I'm afraid so."

I turned the towel a little and put my hand on Rosé's ass, pouring out all my magic and sealing her magic.

The magic seal is useful, but there are parts of it that are hard to tell when the seal can be unsealed. Suddenly you can use magic at one point.

This is difficult to imagine, but if I dare to compare it, I think my whole body is close to being wrapped in balloon rubber. Even if you try to release magic out of your body to use magic, the magic seal that wraps your body just swells and you don't go out into the outside world.

Its balloons become more and more swollen by deliberately emitting magic or by naturally releasing magic. Eventually when you cross the limit, you burst into a pan, but you don't know the exact timing of that.

Most importantly, as you can see if the balloon is pampered, it is near rupture, so if you make sure you check the state of the demon seal, you will know that the seal collapse is close.

Since only those with magical powers can confirm the state of the demonic seal, surveillance also requires the hands of their subordinates. This is why magical prisoners are troublesome.

"... if the demon seal seems to unravel and escape or take a servant hostage, worst of all, you can kill him. Just be careful and monitor to make sure it's natural but it won't. It also permits the use of restraints"

I'm sorry to let them go to waste for my lust, so I'm just a little concerned.

If I say this, even if Rosé's demon seal is unsealed and rampaged, the martial arts officers will be able to force and detain her at will. "You can't scratch a young lady's beloved daughter"... much better than a servant of Quordenze being harmed or fled because he thinks so.

"Ha! I will pay close attention to escape and self-harm"

The suicide of a demon-sealed cousin is very difficult.

A magic seal is a technology that doesn't let magic open, because it doesn't make magic itself zero. Because the source of tough health of your ancestors and subordinates lies in magic, it takes a lot of strength to act self-inflicted.

It's the quickest way to unleash magic against yourself if you want to commit suicide, but you can't do that with a demonic seal.

Is there a hidden blade or something that would cut my stomach, neck, or wrist? But it is not possible to die instantly because of tough health where you have performed it, and it is the och who is found and cured by someone between losing his mind and dying.

If you had a chance to die, was it about the time you fought against me? Well, there won't be a knight who would kill himself at first sight even though he has his master's enemies in front of him.

Given that, there is something remarkable about the thoughtful virtues of a priestess such as Deanna of the Episcopal High Council, who has made a summary self-determination so that her presence does not become inconvenient for the organization to which she belongs. I feel such a snorting belief that even though there are spooky shaped objects everywhere, only the shadows are stretching straight.

"Oh, I got it"

When I left Rosé to the martial arts officers, I decided to return to a tent with headquarters.

If you leave the front curtain, which was the rape venue, and look up at the sky, the moon is rising to a high position at night. Could it be because my eyes dazzled by the light of the stars, when I returned my gaze to the ground, the darkness around me seemed so thick.

It was a very busy day running horses in the morning, breaking through enemy troops, taking a ride with the Lord's ancestors, and offending female knights. He seems mentally exhausted, and I can see the sleeper imminent.

When he enters the main tent, the martial officer who was inside moves in a hurry. The battlefield also seemed to have come to a paragraph, and the number of martial officers was much higher than earlier.

A man who was entrusted with the command of the Qualdenze army stationed in the city of Nambonan, on the back of a few martial officers of the executive class, would probably have been foretold in advance, will soon come. He, also the son of the knight Gatoren, is the next head of the Gatoren family.

When I was a year old, I was in my 30s to 40s, or the flesh of the working platter was musculoskeletal and looked very large due to its wide shoulder width. A thick neck reminiscent of a giant tree and a floating, gothic back of his hand strongly appeal to masculinity.

"Young lady"

The executive martial officers, headed by the commander, put one foot on the ground and thanked me in a strange manner. The martial officers around them who saw it rush into the same position.

The only one standing up in a quiet tent, I think of the words to speak to them.

"I worked well in defense. The result of this battle is your work."

A precise decree after the discovery of the Spierzeik army, the deployment of troops assuming the Lord's Ancestral Army, which would come from the city of Newnelly, the work of each unit to assist it since the Wilk squad began its assault, and the fact that without their arms it would not have been possible to unilaterally ravage the Spierzeik army so far.

Where the executive martial officers were even lower in fear, I allowed them to stand up on the grounds that this place was still in the battlefield.

"In the West, your grandfather is fighting. Keep getting ready for reinforcements."

"Ha."

Currently, they are also building reinforcements in parallel with the residual party processing. But I can't even leave right away this evening because my soldiers are also tired of bumping into the Spierzeik army.

Reinforcements need to be quite large because there are multiple main ancestral armies waiting at the front base, and there is a good chance that the number of troops on the ground is decreasing, so forced breakthroughs by Wilk Squads like this one are unacceptable.

There's no point in reinforcements if you can't march and it sneaks and destroys. I told him to be ready.

After some light interaction on the future policy, the commander makes a statement.

"...... I would like to give the young man a break because we are already in a situation where the battlefield can be dealt with by ourselves. You must be tired today, we just sent out the city to boil water."

My bath lovers are familiar to those who serve the Qualdenze family. I guess it distracted me because I've often said that I don't feel like the day is over if I don't take a bath the day I exercise.

Indeed, even in winter, I sweat and my feet in my boots steam, and my body feels dusty with dust. I want to take a bath before going to bed.

I'll be the general of reinforcements. I'm tired and I don't dress up, so it's also necessary to rest here in order to be ready.

"Okay. I'm off today. … to raise the report as soon as there is any anomaly"

When I hear back, the commander elects a few martial arts officers to be my escort. Apparently they were preparing ahead of time, and the martial officers were armed for escort, not war.

Trying to get out of the tent with the martial officers on the escort, the commander spilled a joyous voice toward my back.

"Today... Sincerely, you were brilliant"

All but one of the horses on board at the time of the Wilk Squad assault are stunned.

It should be noted that one horse that I didn't pass out on is a horse I ride a lot in Newnelly City. If you were used to reinforced magic, you would have been able to withstand it because there would be less recoil when you cut it off.

It just wasn't that I wasn't losing my mind and it didn't affect me. Because I didn't seem very energetic, I decided to go for the city on a horse I had prepared.

If you look around on the way home, you'll see the sight of Spierzeik soldiers being gathered all over the place. It looks like you've already disarmed.

The contrast between the Qualdenze soldier, who remained standing holding the spear, and the Spiazeik soldier, who was sitting with his feet thrown out, seemed to represent victory or defeat as it were.

I guess they handle remnants in the distance, from time to time, when the flames and lights made of magic floated in the darkness and disappeared.

When a unit led by a martial officer magically builds a bonfire, a group of supposedly enemy soldiers moves to escape from it. It resembled a shepherd dog chasing a sheep.

"Do you still have troops to resist"

A martial officer walking next door picked up the words I groaned.

"No, that would be a frenzied, fleeing mutineer. The martial officer almost picked it up, and the engineers surrendered. There are no more resistant units."

"Well, the engineers..."

The nobles of the El-O continent each maintain their own army and system, but they also have much in common.

One of them was the presence of soldiers called engineers.

"Ha, about 5,000 engineers went down here. We need to figure out how to handle it because it will be quite a few."

There are three main reasons why nobility has an army. To rule the people, to counter the invasion of other houses, and to protect the earth from the enemy of mankind, the Warcraft.

Humanity needs to rush to deal with it quickly because warcraft circle the earth when they jump out of the field. For this reason, road maintenance was more prevalent in the Elo continent than in ancient times.

Maintaining a path and preparing it to cope wherever warcraft appears in the territory can also be described as the patron of the earth, the nobility.

Leaving the streets unattended so that other houses are hard to attack, he said, "Nobles who can't even build roads do not qualify as rulers. It leads to us protecting the earth from warcraft" and so on giving the surrounding aristocracy a great name for the war of aggression.

That's why the ruling class of the El O continent has no spare time for road maintenance. Because if the road is rough, they will insult you and invite you not only to the Warcraft, but also to the diplomatic crisis.

As a result, roads will be built desperately to protect the Ments, no matter how painful the finances may be. It feels like a country road that drains big politicians if you compare it to Japan in previous life, where a stunningly well-maintained road continues next to a lonely and inactive city.

It is said that the beginning of the engineers lies with the employees of this road maintenance.

Even when it comes simply to road maintenance, the construction details are diverse. From the laying of roads, water remediation works, if there are rivers, bridges may be built, or large forests may be cut open to make their way, or tunnels may be passed through the mountains.

It is clear that hiring and letting employees work is faster and of better quality than gathering manpower on an ad hoc basis every time. Aristocrats who can afford money become constantly employing employees.

It goes without saying that the group, accustomed to organized behavior, was user-friendly for the Lords. They also maintained their lives by being hired by their lords, so they had quite a bit of loyalty compared to rural soldiers and others who had followed them in conscription.

It may have been some sort of inevitability that as the times progressed, the employees changed to a presence called the Standing Army/Engineers.

However, something called permanent employment still costs maintenance. Regardless of the percentage, there is a majority of nobles who mix engineers with conscripts and mercenaries to make up the army, and neither the Qualdenze nor the Špiazzeik family changes that point.

When moving the main ancestral army, the more you must say, the more engineers will also serve in the army. Next to the aristocracy is the guard's conscript, and furthermore it is essential that the engineers be placed around it.

"Five thousand? The Spierzeikes must be hard."

Among the civilian soldiers, the territorial militia is a changeable soldier, but the engineers are a difficult soldier to change.

As a soldier, construction technology, which is the original application, is not easily discarded. The high quality of the engineers may be said to be an indicator of the scientific and technical skills that their noblemen possess.

For example, there is a saying on the El-O continent: "Look at the bridge and know the castle". The original story is that if you look at the bridge, you can even imagine the strength of the guardianship of the castle because you can see the power of the engineers.

"Wear something decent about your clothes. You would say look at the bridge and know the castle" and so on. It means that if you don't get familiar, they'll think you're a useless person to the contents.

The Qualdenze family, situated in a major traffic shock, is financially rich by the transaction. In addition to those these days, I also make money in my pioneering association as president.

The number of engineers held by such a Quordenze family is about 30,000, and adding the engineers that the knights under their command have in each of them will reach or not reach 40,000, a subtle point.

The Spiazeik family, whose territory is rich in land called the Voystra Plains, will also have engineers to an extent no less than the Qualdenze family.

Assuming there were 40,000 engineers in the Spierzeik family, the number of 5,000 is never small.

"How long are all the prisoners going to be?

"Miscellaneous hunting is ongoing, but I think we can eventually take about 30,000 prisoners"

For a Spierzeik soldier who was going to attack a city without a lord ancestor, losing a lord ancestor named Verrett and hostility with a lord ancestor named Wilk would have been an unexpected event.

The collapsed Spierzeik army of the chain of command instantly disintegrated and said it was flooded with soldiers surrendering for forgiveness.

Neither were the troops who desperately fled, not to mention zero, but they said that the escape route was prevented immediately because the Qualdenze army originally had a higher number of troops and a land survey.

The decree that arrived at Newnelly Castle this morning talked about the approaching city of Nambonan with about 38,000 troops.

As a result of the surprise attack by the Lord's Ancestral Army, we captured about 80% of the enemy soldiers...... sending such a report is likely to be a joke.

"That's a lot."

"Good or bad, it's a big number"

It only seems good for the Qualdenze family with their heads starting to blur in their sleep, but where the hell is there a bad element?

After deciding to return to the city, I was relaxed and gradually losing my mind, and I gave up my thoughts and asked the martial officer for answers.

"Is there something wrong with that?

"I have a narrative to say it's bad, but it's a number I can't decide on in the field.... How do you think the young man should take prisoners of the Spierzeik soldiers?

The samurai tone is light and you can see what I've heard as one of the chatter.

I chewed the yawn to death and slowed down the horse's walking speed a little to figure out the answer to that question.

The first thing I came up with was a proposal to sell them off as slaves, but this would be rejected.

My grandfather is handing over a few of his captive soldiers to a slave trader, but he's not selling off that many in one sale. I never heard of trading in at least a thousand or ten thousand units.

If all of a sudden I try to turn over 30,000 of them to slave traders around there, they're going to refuse to buy them, or they're going to buy them up hugely. Slave market charts become Niagara Falls.

Saving a living human being can be costly and laborious, making it difficult to spare the market to the extent that it does not collapse.

"I guess it's only a few hundred or so people who can sell to slavers at best."

If the number is small, you can sell it to slaves, or if you can't sell it, you can make it a castle builder at a frontline base.

But still, 30,000 is too much. Just thinking about the food consumed is going to give me a headache. I also feel like it would be a shame to open up what I put in my hands for free because of it. Is it impoverishment?

"Killing them all..."

"Don't you feel comfortable?

The martial arts officer is right, I don't mind. Killing irresistible human beings who have already surrendered is badly awakened, no matter how accustomed they are to noble values.

Of course the Qualdenze soldiers who will be carrying it out will feel somewhat too. It is all the more so because Qualdenze and Špiazzek, civilians who speak the same language, even though the lords are different.

And more importantly, given the future, the genocide proposal seems to have enormous disadvantages.

"The majority of the soldiers are the inhabitants of Spierzeik. I have trouble being devastated when Quordenze rules"

If we kill 30,000 people here, these numbers will simply disappear, and the lives of families waiting for their return in the countryside and cities will also be broken.

If it is a small village, it may collapse, and even if it is not, life may become painful and self-selling may become endemic.

Many of Tico's villages and others did not return defeated by the Qualdenze coalition as a result of the villagers being caught recruiting mercenaries in the city of Nambonan, who said their lives in the village had deteriorated very much.

This time, the Qualdenze family offense will be further strengthened by the discussion of Veletto. It is a shame that the amount of shpiazeic territory that we are going to cut will be reduced. What an unattainable raccoon, but if you want to invade anyway, it's better to have fewer distressed villages.

"Besides, gathering grievances and increasing Mukade's legs..."

If the Quordenze family is resented by the people of Spiazeik, that will make post-rule remnant hunting and guerrilla control difficult.

Wives and mothers slaughtered husbands and sons would help behind the guerrilla warriors resisting the Qualdenze family in revenge.

This invasion of Nambonan by the Špiazyk family in the first place is likely to be guided by the remnants of such a knighthood.

"But reducing the number of soldiers leads to a definite weakening of the Spierzeik family. I was wondering if we could consider cutting 30,000 here for future marches."

It can also be said that it seems like a martial officer standing on the scene to think first of all about the enemy in front of him rather than the territory that has not yet been obtained.

But nobles and knights must decide to act with a view to the future of their territories. That would be what is required of those who stand on top.

Shaken by horses, I keep my mouth shut and keep thinking.

"Mmmm..."

I was thinking about the treatment of prisoners when I walked past the collapsing walls of the city of Nambonan, and after entering the city, and I wasn't.

The citizens wandering the streets didn't seem to realize I was walking because of the darkness at night and surrounded by martial arts officers.

Assuming I just saw this one. Now I'm fully armed with armor, and I'm wearing my grandmother's artifacts. "Mmmm! Isn't that armor designed by Quoldenze Cassia, the original contemporary! There is no way that a samurai or knight could wear that... That means that the one who faints over there is Mr. Wilk, the man of the Qualdenze family!?" … should not be discernible, unless they are also civilians of aristocratic mania, such as

I just plugged into the boulevard and I'll start talking again.

"... the prisoner might want to open up"

"Can you tell us why?

Despite the sudden continuation, the martial officer responded immediately.

"Because we need to inform Spierzeik territory of the outcome of this battle."

I spin words as I sort out what I was thinking in my head.

"The knights and martial officers serving the Spierzeik family were all disputed by the Qualdenze family, and the man Verret was easily hit with a single hit. I'm done with the Spierzeikes... 30,000 voices spread instantly"

Having received my intention to kill up close, their talking experience of terror will spread like an infectious disease.

In the future, there may be people fleeing conscription for fear of fighting the Qualdenze army, and mercenaries should be harder to muster than they are now.

"Right, it might be a good idea to start a victory banquet in front of the prisoners. Let's show them where we can afford food and money from the Qualdenze family. I hear the Spierzeiks have tight finances, then the people must be more exhausted than that."

I have pinched the story of the Spierzeik inhabitants suffering from heavy taxes in their ears several times. Such a show of the richness of Quordenze territory in front of their eyes. What do they think after all?

Let them understand that they are defeated by the Qualdenze family, not only in terms of meeting, but also in terms of financial means.

"Some will think that it would be easier to live under the control of the Qualdenze family. Conveniently, this is the city of Nambonan."

"And, okay?

"To protect the city of Nambonan, I ran a horse all day today. For the city of Nambonan, which was supposed to be hostile to the Qualdenze until a few months ago."

The inadmissibility of the fall of the city of Nambonan is due in large part to strategic reasons. But still, in the eyes of the civilian population, it should be seen that your nobles have come in great haste to help.

"The people will think. Even if the Špiazzek family were defeated and annexed, would our own civilians, like the city of Nambonan, be helpful, and would the taxes on the village be lighter if the Qualdenze family could afford to be lords..."

In fact, there has been no such thing as a civil genocide in the city of Nambonan, where peaceful urban operations continue on the surface.

The city of Nambonan is a sample. It will be in the eyes of the Spierzeik Territorial Militia as a precedent to show that even if the Lords change, they will not have much impact on civilian life.

"If the idea is contagious, it belongs here. Soldier morale falls and it's easier to drop the city."

Wouldn't it be better for the Spiazeikes to lose, or an army made up of soldiers who think so would be able to break through easily?

"The people do not move with loyalty like knights. But if you show him a simple, understandable interest, he'll move."

It's not the Spierzeik people I open up to, it's a bomb called the potential Qualdenze people. Soldiers with low morale and out of hand in battle... this can no longer be called passive agents.

And so much so that the Qualdenze army moves, it grows in numbers.

While you are in captivity, you may use this breathtaking citizen to develop stealth marketing. "I'll win the lottery after I'm in Qualdenze territory, she can do it, I'm already a whack! Let me give you a nice voice."

"I see...... So, how about an engineer?

Of the 30,000 prisoners, 5,000 are engineers.

"... Speaking of which, you've surrendered very lightly to the engineers."

Generally speaking, unlike the territorial militias brought in for conscription, engineers are more loyal. What a strange story to surrender just now, no matter how many bosses are dead.

Then the martial officer, who was moving forward, looked back and answered the question.

"I've heard a little bit about it, and they haven't had a lot of payroll lately. As Room-On said, I think the finances are tight."

The martial officer who said so was the rear light of the famous Gatoren family in the whorehouse mania.

I had previously entrusted the navigator to take the room-on to the whorehouse, but apparently at that time we got along and got into a pattern when we talked about something.

Rearight, who had heard the Spierzeik family's financial projections from Room-On, apparently turned to ask the surrendered engineers what was actually going on. He is a light footwork man.

"Does the Spierzeik family have a hard time paying their engineers?"

According to Rearight, some of them brought in negotiations to let me work as an engineer for the Qualdenze family. Being able to negotiate like that means being confident in the technology you have.

No matter how many highly specialized technicians or skilled craftsmen you have. It would do a better job of hiring decent people than enslaving them and forcing them to work. There was ample room for consideration in their employment.

"... 5,000? Maybe we don't need to rush to a conclusion. It will cost you a little bit of food, but it would be good to use it as a personnel to build the walls of the city of Nambonan"

Fortunately, there are troops stationed in the city of Nambonan, so the watchmen are rotten.

It is also a good idea to use it to consolidate defensive lines in and around the city of Nambonan, especially in the southern mountainous areas, in response to surprise raids like this one.

It is easier to make them work near the city of Nambonan because it is easier to flee because of the proximity of the Špiazeik territory when they are taken to the frontline base.

"And let's pull out the people we can use"

If I let you do your job, you'll see what a competent person is all about. This may be considered like a probation period.

Because of this, we will be tempted to clarify the superiority of the engineers that the Spierzeik family raised so diligently.

"Does the young lady think that the territorial militias will be open and the engineers will be secured?"

"Yeah, but we're not opening it up for free, are we? Naturally, I'll get the ransom."

I will return the inhabitants to you alive, so I want the corresponding consideration.

"... I thought that would be difficult. The Spierzeikes will trump the inhabitants."

In the case of civilian captives, it may feel like a mass sale of meat to look at the number of people and arbitrarily decide to ransom them and negotiate their surrender.

Because nobility basically doesn't give a lot of thought to the lives of civilians, too high a price makes them unsold. If you pull out the engineers this time, they will be 25,000 soldiers, so multiplying them would be a considerable amount.

It will depend on this pricing, but I can predict to some extent that the financially tight Spierzeik family will reject it or narrow the range by separating it without age or limb defects, even if buying it out.

"Wouldn't it be easier to negotiate if we put Verrett's body on him together?

So it is a cuddling commercial practice.

Verrett's body and 25,000 civilians will be packaged as inseparable.

"Isn't that... a waste? Better keep it on hand..."

"Not necessary."

I have no taste in decorating my room with the heads of the enemies I've fought for.

Anyway, if the body has a use for it, if it doesn't have any, it's also a hassle to dispose of, so I think I should return it to him.

"By and large, it's not Verrett's neck that fathers and grandfathers want"

What my father, and my grandfather hates more than anything, is the predecessor of the House of Spierzeik, who is said to have killed my uncle, and the current lord of his son.

There will be some things that I think about the Son of the Present Lord, but neither my father nor my grandfather would be happy to humiliate Verrett's body.

My grandfather and others in particular show so much hatred towards their predecessors that they find it disastrous, but otherwise they don't seem so interested.

Probably, but they'll let me do whatever I want with Verrett's body.

"But..."

Cut off all the whining of the martial officers possessed by the waste of obnoxies, and I give instructions to keep Verrett's body clean.

I feel happier to receive something in a clean state with proper death makeup than to give it to a body that has become bollocus...............................................................................................................................................................................

"Well, that doesn't matter if they refuse to negotiate. I can advertise that the Spierzeikes are so weak that they can't even negotiate the retrieval of their son's body."

Rather, given the reputation from the surrounding aristocracy, I feel that a negotiated breakdown would do more damage to the Spierzeik family.

The propaganda campaign is overwhelmingly advantageous because this one has a handkerchief named Nambonan Merchant that goes around all over the continent. We can spread bad reviews all over the continent.

"Plus, if you've killed more than 20,000 people, you'll have a hard time conscripting. Aren't the engineers in the realm going to start preparing for the night escape, too?

And I'll supplement my explanation of the negotiations.

If we are to consider the sentiments of the inhabitants, it would be better to negotiate the takeover of only the inhabitants first.

If that negotiation were to be concluded, the inhabitants of Spierzeik might be grateful. He said he cut us some money for ourselves.

Of course the Spierzeik family can't afford such financials, so it shouldn't be established. As a result, the inhabitants will be cut off.

Once again after breaking the negotiations, this time bring the set sale between the inhabitants and Verrett.

Once this negotiation is concluded, the inhabitants will be able to return to their homeland alive, but no gratitude will arise for the Spierzeiks.

"It wasn't us civilians that the lord wanted, it was the body of his own child, was it? If you were really going to save us, how could you refuse to negotiate the first one? It's a set sale, so you just had no choice but to pay for it, right? You didn't want us, did you? There is absolutely no room for disagreement with the opinion that…

As a result, the Spierzeik family, despite paying the ransom of their inhabitants, instead of gratitude, results in the collection of hatred. Stepping on it or kicking it is exactly this.

No matter how you fall, the price should be caught to the limit that the Spierzeikes can put out.

Ask for a quote around the room on just in case. He's going to offer me an absurd price aimed at the only limit they can pay like a former merchant.

"... is that what I think? Anyway, I just want to wait for my father to decide."

With regard to the war situation in the city of Nambonan, a decree has already been issued to Castle Newnelly. It wouldn't be that far away for my father to reply.

Most of all, I'm going to be a long way from seeing that reply in relation to being in reinforcements to help my grandfather. Out of the blue, my father might even throw me an inquiry, so let's keep thinking about the treatment of prisoners.

"Nevertheless, the Spierzeikes will fall back a lot on this one. Wouldn't it also speed up the expectation that it would take ten years to attack Castle Rishleaf?

When I spilled that, I knew in a flash that the air had changed.

The martial officers move their necks and stare at me, then see if there are any people around them.

"What's up?

When I looked at it, I knew that I had made some kind of mistake.

Wait for the next word of the martial officers, thinking about what the hell went wrong with their current words.

"Young lady, who the hell is such a story from...?

I remember the spokesperson who told me that story.

I was somewhat concerned as I had heard from the martial officers of the Qualdenze family, but when I thought about it, it was misremembered.

"... from another house."

"Really?"

You've noticed that what I call "other houses" refer to houses outside Qualdenze territory, the martial arts officers gave a blatant expression of relief.

And when the martial officer takes a sigh of relief, he whines small in an atmosphere such as advice rather than preaching.

"Young lady, tell that story in front of your husband, never, never"

"What's that story?

Despite the fact that there were only martial arts officers around him, he lurked his voice even further.

"... how many more years can we drop the Spierzeik family?"

I didn't know why I was so concerned with the anticipation of war.

Two more out, Koshien! and is it the flag-like jinx of a baseball comic strip that won't be able to take out when you say it?

"Is the prediction wrong?

As I listened back, I felt that was different. If the prediction is wrong, the martial arts officer should correct it.

Lealight asked permission to speak as the martial officers struggled to respond.

"What predictions did the young man hear?

"The momentum of the Qualdenze family today is that it will take about ten years to attack Castle Rishleaf and five more years to bring the city of Otheloria down."

The source is Viscount Galliana. Anything, he pinned it in his ear that the brainy martial officers at the Galliana family were thriving on such stories.

Since the city of Otheloria is the home of the Spiazeik family, falling this place means the demise of the Spiazeik family.

I remember thinking vaguely that by the time I was in charge, I wish my enemies had perished and lived a peaceful life.

When wondering if this prediction was correct in the first place, Rear Light opened his mouth as he seemed to notice this question.

"Predictions are accurate, but wrong"

"... what is that"

It seemed like a riddle, but Rear Light's face was serious in itself.

"This is an issue that young people need to think about. If we get the right understanding, we'll figure out why we can't talk about it..."

If you look at the martial officers with a painful look on their face, you can see that they can't even force you to ask.

As Rialight put it, this is a challenge I should find my own answer to, and I guess that is the study I need to study in order to grow up as a nobleman of the Qualdenze family.

"Okay. You mean this is also a study?"

With so many relieved martial arts officers, only the rear lights gave a sneering grin. The way he laughs only slightly resembles his grandfather's knight Gatoren.

"... I heard you were the wandering son of the Gatoren family, but you still can't compete for blood"

The story of the young cousins of the Gatoren family, who disliked the strict house and embarked on their own search journey, was famous there among those associated with the Qualdenze family.

Gatoren Rearight recently returned to Qualdenze territory, but until then he had wandered the southern part of the continent for years.

It's a story that often finds wandering permissible while being in the Gatoren family like a knight's sample, but it tends to be relatively permissible for powerful young people to embark on journeys on the Elo continent.

This is because of the historical fact that Mr. Zeth, the founder of the Zeth Holy High Council, traveled around the continent when he was young. Even now that we have come to distance ourselves from the Zeth Holy High Council, the vague value of "journey is good" still remains in the nobility.

In fact, so much so that my grandmother Cassia once jumped out of the Qualdenze family from the sense of obstruction surrounding her surroundings and embarked on a journey.

Most importantly, if you are a cousin, it is not welcome for your ancestors, or princesses, to travel wheelchair everywhere.

Even though I was forgiven for the circumstances at the time, I knew my grandmother was a ruinous princess.

One of the reasons why the values underlying my intention to embark on a journey would be that my ancestral civilians, including Rupetta, are fluttering all over the place for the price.

I think Rear Light was also more likely to be allowed to flutter outside because of the Gatoren family's low ranking of housekeeper inheritance to.

I would also like to enjoy a seeding tour around the continent if possible.

"Is it blood?

"Oh, because your father and grandfather are educational enthusiasts."

I just met his father, the commander, but only one last word of praise in regards to the Wilk Squad assault. I think he was careful not to make me Tengu, who had been taunted by the martial artists.

I felt the commander's thoughts during the conversation, and I was able to tighten my mind when I was getting on track.

"No, no..."

Whether it lit up or didn't like being cleaned up in a home style, Rear Light began his journey story in the southern part of the continent to give an explanation.

The generic name of an independent aristocrat who governs the land without belonging to the Kingdom of Levios, the Zinker En Empire or the Zeth Holy High Council is the Free City County.

Free City County extends around the southern part of the continent, its aristocrats vary in size and size, and it exists to the point that I want you to give it a break to come to the test.

There is no aristocracy with a territory as large as the Qualdenze and the Špiazzeik, but a truly immaculate existence, even large, to the extent of Galliana territory at best. It is not uncommon for a nobleman whose territory is only one city.

Free city groups are also used to describe people who have only influence at the city level.

Free City County in the southern part of the continent, the territory of an independent aristocrat was very prosperous in the days of the full height of the Zeth Holy See. Because of its proximity to the Holy City, the heart of culture.

However, because of its location, it is a tragic region that has been affected by the unrest that occurred in the Holy High Council and has been engulfed in muddy civil unrest.

In the case of the Voystra region, the only ruler appeared, the Spiazeik family, but the southern part of the continent did not go as far as integration around it was good at all. Instead, the upheaval of the Holy High Council sparked, the aristocracy repeatedly divided internally, and the territory was only becoming thinner.

But as a result, it can also be said that it succeeded in surviving by becoming a small territory.

The upheaval of the Holy High Council dragged the continent into havoc, producing numerous mature warcraft, but the narrowing of its territory allowed it to preserve only the land to be protected at a minimum. Of course, the land I couldn't protect was ravaged by warcraft.

There are still many areas in the southern part of the continent where warcraft pollution remains colorful, but the territory is protected to the extent that independent aristocrats in Free City County manage to live… rather than only where it could survive.

The group of free cities has a high number of aristocrats in vain. If there are many people, that's all there is, and if there are many aristocrats, that's all there are military skirmishes.

There aren't so many wars that seriously shred territory together, but they often fight like lightly hitting an army.

Leveraging his privilege of subjugation, Rearight said he has traveled through numerous aristocratic houses as a mercenary.

Free City County is a relationship where small aristocrats are hissing, and the cycle of its rise and fall is fast, he said.

As he crossed the aristocratic family as a subordinate mercenary, Realight said he had seen a house up close that perished at the discretion of a foolish new prince, and he learned the importance of education for the next principals candidate.

"… so rather than the blood of the Gatoren family, I wonder if the actual experience is affecting"

I had only recognized him as a whorehouse maniac who had embarked on a journey to find himself, but I felt that he also had many profound life experiences.

"Speaking of which, I saw the Gatoren family flag on the front line when I started the assault... was that led by Rear Light?

Just before we stormed the city of Nambonan, there was an unusually morale-raised force of civic subjects.

Apparently there was a verse in mind, and Rear Light immediately admits that he had been entrusted with the task of troop leader.

"You seemed to be using the citizens you conscripted well. The knights were praising their arms. He said it was a brilliant move like when he led the engineers."

Rear Light said that while he fights as a mercenary in Free City County, he was sometimes entrusted with the task of captaining troops.

When asked if the experience around it lived, he honestly affirmed.

"Because there were few aristocrats with engineers in the Free Cities group, and civilian conscription units were mostly the dominant..."

They say noblemen in Free City County can't hire engineers or anything else that's not very, but is equivalent to standing guards, because there's not a lot of room in the finances.

He said there is also the fact that road maintenance does not require that much personnel because the territory is not so large in the first place. Basically, they mostly conscript their inhabitants.

"No matter where you are attacked, you will easily perish if you cannot immediately turn your inhabitants into soldiers. Every aristocrat has a narrow territory."

Because of their narrow territory, it is not so uncommon for the enemy's Lord's Ancestors to attack their home base at once, he said. For this reason, nobles, knights and martial officers in the group of free cities say they are skilled in the art of turning the general public into soldiers quickly. Perhaps Rear Light got the know-how there on how to move a citizen soldier.

I guess I had a time of significance because it's not just a journey to find myself, but to come home with solid fruit.

"Did you excite the citizens of Nambonan with that move? Brilliant."

"I find it tempting that you seem to be sidestepping your handles to get compliments from the young man.... I did lead the troops, because I wasn't actually the one who raised the morale of the citizens"

Rear lights make faces harder to solidify that praise.

I wondered if I had burned anything good around the Commander, and I visited who was worthy of praise.

"It's Miss Anna."

"Anna did?

The Nambonan garrison, which found out that the Spiazeik army was imminent, immediately conscripted to the countryside and cities of the surrounding area.

But there was no time in the early march of the Lord's Ancestral Army, and even there were still no nobles on the side of the Qualdenze army, and successive civilians fleeing conscription in awe of fighting the nobility, they said, did not gather as they thought. Around here, Lealight seems to think that the remnants of the Knights, who were manipulated by the Spierzeik family, might have collaborated on the march to spread bad rumors.

As a result, the conscription did not gather as much as they thought, and they expected it to be a hard battle.

Decisions are made to evacuate my women, including Anna, Kohari and Rave, to the mainland by executives.

But it was Anna who stood up there.

Anna called on the citizens to protect the city in front of the square.

It was Anna's opinion, and it was also the thought of the Nambonan citizens, that they wanted to join the Quordenze army with the voluntary will to protect their homeland rather than being forced into the Quordenze army by conscription.

Citizens were initially anxious to see if I was really coming to defend the city of Nambonan, which until recently was an enemy. Once the city of Nambonan had an isolated history abandoned by the lord nobles. I was anxious to be abandoned this time.

Anna said she worked hard to convince citizens that the mayor was bound to come.

Without succumbing to the fear of the grand aristocracy and the Špiazzeik family in the central part of the continent, he endured the intense willingness of nobility to kill felt from afar and complained that the mayor was bound to come, whose appearance was worthy of the "Spirit of Nambonan" for the citizens.

Thus, an unusually strong patriotic city heart, the Nambonan citizen showed unusual morale, and Rearight said he rode it well for free and hit the Spierzeik army.

"Wasn't Anna evacuated?"

"Miss Anna, if you're alone, the Evermill lady on the escort can miss as much as she wants. I'm old, but I'm a cousin."

She said she was just going to miss Anna before things got worse when she couldn't cover it with morale, but she's still in the city because I appeared and confirmed the victory before it did.

I can't listen to you because I don't know where you are, but for now, I'll give you instructions so you can find them by morning. You'll still be in a state of excitement right now, but I'm sure you'll be anxious when you calm down.

Even though I had no choice, the Nambonan citizens are dying in battle at their own instigation, and it is the grown man who will follow Anna so that she will not suffer when faced with that reality.

I have to make a constructive, otna suggestion that we make a new life because the lost lives will never return.

I just saw the mayor's mansion, and I look up into the night sky.

I'm sure it'll be clear tomorrow. We might be able to set off reinforcements as early as tomorrow.