The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

I'll make sure the armor fits as I scream the metal.

I'll move my body several times in front of the mirror stone prepared as an appearance to make sure it looks good, but it doesn't seem particularly problematic.

When I left Newnelly City, I didn't have time to wear my grandmother's armor as it was, but this time I decided to use my own.

This is the armor that was used in the first line and then left in the city of Nambonan. It was just armor made for me and this one was more comfortable.

"How about a sword?"

"Good as this"

A servant tried to prepare a sword that suited his armor, but I gently turned it down and took the treasure sword of the water snake I had brought from Newnelly City.

This sword rested in the treasure trove of Castle Newnelly and is just a gorgeous sword, devoid of any historical or cultural value, etc. Because it is simply the value of the jewels being used, it is only a matter of money if you lose them.

If this was the sword my grandmother was said to have brought out when she was on her journey, she would have asked for an immediate change considering the risk of loss.

"What do you say?

Ask the servant by lowering the water snake's sword to his waist and posing with the cape gently lifted.

"Best regards,"

At the end of the familiarity check, the servants take a step back to thank you.

Then one man came into the room, as if waiting for my prep to be finished.

"We're ready to go. You can leave whenever you have a young man's decree."

It is the next commander of the Knight/Gatoren family and is entrusted with the command of the Nambonan city garrison.

In the end, it took me all day, but the reorganization of the Qualdenze army was complete.

"This one's ready. Let's go."

"Ha."

When I leave the room, the guards I had withheld start walking behind me silently.

I guess they had notified me of my appearance, usually the hallway of the mayor's mansion creepingly quiet with a few more signs of servant and city clerk activity, but the crouching sound of metal scrubbing sounded well.

Those who keep themselves down and refrain from the edge of the hallway, me walking in the center of the hallway in grandeur, and the guards who spread a little diagonally behind me. The mood is exactly the total visit of the University Hospital.

Good luck.

"Good luck!

Good luck, young man.

As I was proceeding towards the exit listening to the servants in stereo condition, the commander took a big step, as he had decided, and lined me up.

"May I?

"What?"

"It's about the chain of command of reinforcements..."

I guess I'm pretending to be before because there's something I really want to talk about but suddenly I'm hesitant to get to the point, Commander starts talking about the troop composition of this reinforcement.

That was not even enough to confirm it again, as it was a fundamental formation in the Qualdenze army.

The commander, who sees my attitude appropriately hammering him, changes the subject with a natural stream when he exhales small.

"... and the story of being able to put our home fools on the young man's squad"

"You mean Rear Light"

"It's embarrassing, but that one has a detour. I was wondering if it would still be better to stop incorporating into the young lady's squad. If you need a young martial artist, I know a few of them."

Without waiting for this reply, the commander will raise the name of the martial officer assigned to the troops remaining in the city of Nambonan to provide urban defense and backward support. He seemed to recommend a young man who had been eyeing him from day to day, with many names of martial officers stationed in the city of Nambonan.

For once, Rear Light is a martial officer in the Nambonan garrison, but he also enjoys touring the city's whorehouse and interacts prominently with civilians, starting with room-ons. From his father's point of view, he may look like a charlatan son who doesn't look good in the Knight/Gatoren family.

"I appreciate the recommendation, but it was the rear lights that were working best with the Nambonan Civilians. I want to leave it to you this time."

In forming the army, I was giving instructions to add a Nambonan citizen soldier. Originally, reinforcements had no plans to take them.

The knights and martial officers, who saw up close the high morale exerted on the city defense of the Nambonan Civilians, seemed to think that it was only in local defense battles that they could use them most effectively, and wanted to keep them in the city. Yesterday, an increase in the number of Qualdenze soldiers arrived from the interior, which would also have to do with the prospect of securing soldiers.

However, given the future, there was a desire in me to see the user-friendliness of the civilian soldiers here.

And if it were the troops of the Nambonan Civilian Guard, I could also predict that there would be no waves if I unilaterally decided on the martial officer. The composition of the Qualdenze army is due to the unit of house being based.

In the case of the Gatoren family, for example, they gather the inhabitants of the territory deposited from the Qualdenze family to make the Gatoren army. It is the Knights Army.

The Knights Army, but of course it is included in one of its tasks to use it to govern its own territory, as well as to offer it for the master Quordenze family.

This includes sending personnel to a military base, the core of the Qualdenze army in the city of Newnelly, as well as looking at the troops to accompany his grandfather Galphis on his expedition.

Perhaps, but more than half of the Gatoren army is in the form of a mission to the Qualdenze army.

Now, that's how the soldiers of the Gatoren army join the Qualdenze army, but the members never fall apart here. In the same way, martial officers from the Knights who have traveled from the Gatoren family become leaders and take care of them.

Of course, a force with multiple houses would be created if it were to be a large-scale military operation. In that case, there are many patterns in which martial officers of the Qualdenze army become leaders.

For a knightly boy who can't inherit his parents' home, being active on the go is the shortest route to birth. It is also possible to transfer to the martial arts officers of the Quordenze family as long as they can show strength.

The city of Nambonan was annexed to the territory of Quordenze a few months ago, and naturally there are no knights. In the fight against the Spierzeik army, they subdivided and distributed the Nambonan civic soldiers in the form of an increase to each unit for the time being.

This time, I made a request to have a citizen soldier as one unit.

Although the city of Nambonan continues to have a residential autonomy called the Council, it is, externally, a city under my control. That means the direct jurisdiction of the Qualdenze family. There's nothing wrong with me unilaterally deciding on a martial officer.

If this was the territory of the Knights, it wouldn't be very organizational for me to speak up. The territory of the knight is a deposit from the nobility, so if this one is strong, I have to obey it, but that should never seem good. Given that my father will tell me, I hesitate to go for the next Lord.

"That would have belonged to us, wouldn't it? There shouldn't be any particular problem."

"Ha..."

Rear Light had become a martial officer belonging to the Qualdenze family, so even those parts were convenient.

Incidentally, he also belongs to the Qualdenze family, the commander who heads the Nambonan garrison.

The next Lord of the Gatoren family, he belongs to the Qualdenze army to gain opportunities to interact with various knights and martial officers in the territory. Is it like working and networking at headquarters before becoming a branch manager?

Sometimes he leads the Knights and moves as a unit of the Qualdenze Army after becoming a Knight, but that's when it's convenient to have a face-to-face martial officer at the headquarters of the Qualdenze Army.

Most knights go through martial arts officers belonging to the Qualdenze family about once, so it's like custom.

Because the commander was still unconvinced, I decided to cut the last card.

"The deputy is their father. Don't worry about it."

The Expeditionary Force has more than 30,000 troops. I will be the general, but I have no experience leading such a large army, so I will leave practicing to my deputy.

So I called the knight Gatoren to see if he could work as a deputy, and I guess it was within my assumptions, I was able to get recognition in two replies.

Since Knight Gatoren is Rear Light's grandfather, I don't think he should do anything that would make the commander anxious given that his eyes are glowing.

"... sorry for the long time. There may be something ugly about you, thank you for your stupidity."

Exactly there seemed to be no objection to this, and the commander pulled back awesomely.

Nevertheless, Rear Light doesn't seem to be very trusted by his father. Sometimes my feathers are off, but I basically seem to be being polite... Oh, maybe it's not good that I know the first thing about a situation where my feathers are off.

As we continue to talk about the composition of the Expeditionary Force, I ask what bothered me.

"That's right, and how's the civic soldier doing?

"It must be a gift of young people's leadership, it feels more morale than it does in defense."

"Ho."

"Whatever urban defense is, I've never seen a civilian soldier or anything else fanatical about going to war.... I hope the rear lights aren't mishandled"

The goal of this military operation is not the defense of the city of Nambonan, but the repelling of the Spiazeik forces attacking the front-line base.

From a citizen's point of view, that's where we'll be satisfied if we even help where we live, but the high morale is kept in good shape.

"Seems to have worked. Above all."

"Ha. No way, I didn't expect it to be as morale high as one stone tablet,"

Yesterday, as I cremated the civil war victims, I performed one thing.

He engraved the names of Chianes' recorded victims of war on the stone for the walls that were rolling there, and set up the monument.

And I read it one by one before cremation, praising the spirit of devotion that had martyred in that city. It was not a memorial service that sent the war-dead to silence, but rather an award ceremony for a hero who defended his hometown.

"Can't we use this method anywhere else?

"I thought it was probably difficult. In other cities and towns you won't feel anything when you see a name carved in stone. No, I'd rather have pity or even anger."

I talked to him about setting up a stone tablet, and there were a few martial officers who disagreed for reasons like the commander said.

Slave ancestors of the Elo continent… civilians are always ruled and abused. From their point of view, war deaths are close to a disaster in the name of the orders of the exchangers.

The martial officers were concerned that if they left stone tablets behind poorly, it would be perceived as just a "victim list".

That's why I took great care not to go in that direction when cremating.

On that occasion I said, "No, thank you for the Qualdenze family! Well done! I would only invite backlash if he said," etc. It praised only the fact that it stood up to protect the city of Nambonan, the strong will and independence of the citizens there.

I do not know how comforting it was to the bereaved families that they were called by nobles at the apex of power and praised for their spirituality. Maybe I didn't feel anything, maybe I was defiant. But it's not very important there. Because the number of survivors is negligible in terms of the proportion of all the citizens of the city of Nambonan.

He seemed to be telling the family, and in fact, I was showing the citizens the way.

Praise by the powerful is a sweet thing. If that's what tickles our pride, it's even worse.

As a result, citizens begin to see those who have died in battle as heroes, and their justification for death proceeds on its own.

"It is an honor to martyr the city of Nambonan" … that is the first step to be recognised. Anyway, if you can create a value that twists and bends there and makes you martyr for the Qualdenze family, then it's like, "Hooray."

Besides, the survivors' hearts would be a little lighter if the war dead were considered heroes. Whatever magic you use doesn't overshadow the fact of death, but power can give meaning to death.

"Well, it's not like the citizens of Nambonan don't have anger feelings. … but not to the right place."

Even after the praise, I continued my speech. It incites hatred of the Spierzeik family.

The war between the Qualdenze and Spiazeik families has begun with the murder of my uncle, the Qualdenze Guardacle. I emphasised the fact all the more and affirmed that the Spierzeiks were "evil".

Even though it is hostile to the Qualdenze family, it is difficult for civilians to stand out and criticise nobility. So I darkly tattooed that I could speak out my hatred for the Spierzeikes.

"My uncle was murdered by an evil called the Spierzeik family, and the war began because of it, and thus the city of Nambonan was also victimized by it. The Quordenze family and the city of Nambonan are companions in that they killed their loved ones" … that's how I simplified things and imprinted them on the citizens.

I cannot speak out of anger at the ruler, the Quordenze family, but the criticism of the Špiazzeik family is acceptable. The negative emotions that arose in the citizens were to flow towards that hole where only one was drilled.

It was not only the maintenance of morale that I deliberately gave the speech, but also the purpose of pointing hatred at the Spierzeik family that might turn to the Qualdenze family.

The simplified diagram of the evil Spierzeik family and the Qualdenze family fighting to overthrow it instantly pervaded the citizens.

Thus all the young men in the city, driven by a sense of justice and righteousness, were to raise their hands to take part in the expedition of the Qualdenze army.

"... may I ask you one thing"

"What?"

"Why did you restrict your participation in the military? I thought it stirred up hostility to the Spierzeikes to increase the number of applicants."

The citizens of Nambonan raised their hands to join the war, but I limited this to 500 people. If you give me the best reason for this, it is because I am timid.

It's what knights and martial officers look at the Nambonan civic soldiers like an unknown creature, so I felt like the army could be paralyzed when there was trouble with all this seeming to be too much. In addition, I tried to check the applicant's breakdown with Room-On, which sometimes included numerous traces of promising merchants who would stand behind the city of Nambonan in the future.

The selection of 500 people is left to city officials who are familiar with the city situation, starting with room-on, and are asked to pick up those who seem to have little impact even if they die.

Not a very well-dressed reason, so I decided to keep my mouth shut about them and tell them why.

"It makes no sense to involve all those who volunteer. Because only a limited number of people can enter the war, volunteers will look special from the citizens and gain a sense of superiority"

Applicants who were unable to participate will be envious, and the chosen person should be proud.

Even if there were harsh battles in the battlefield, you would be seen as one of the heroes if you returned to the city. If you can give the illusion that being a Qualdenze soldier is an honorable thing, it's a money making thing.

The commander is scratching his chin beard as he raises a non-vocal roar to make sure what my words mean.

"If the Nambonan civic soldiers seem to be of use in this battle, they will also need to think carefully about what lies ahead. This expedition is a good experiment... no, it should be an achievement"

No matter how many noble men I was reincarnated into, I don't have the courage to dare to carry out military reform out of my mind.

There are many parts of the aristocratic military system that seem inefficient, but the fact of the matter is that there is a state of affairs that is quite operational, making it difficult to get your hands on them.

I am still under the protection of my father, but even if I succeed to the seat of the head of the Qualdenze family tomorrow, I will not be able to change the system as I wish.

All I can do is reform after a proven track record... no, restructure. Regardless of the new development like the Pioneering Order, no quick changes can be made with regard to existing organisations.

Because of that fact, it is very gratifying that a card called Nambonan Civilian Soldier has come in hand. There is no more to try what I was thinking in a military relationship.

"… I am impressed with the depth of your thoughts"

That said the commander took a step back.

Stepping outside the mayor's mansion, a horse was already available there. My horse from Newnelly City is still ill, so it's a replacement.

I stroked my new horse several times before moving it across and circling.

"How about that?"

"Doesn't seem like a problem"

I got the impression that I just rode lightly but an honest character horse and I don't find it particularly difficult to handle.

Waiting for the rides of commanders and escorts before proceeding outside the city this time.

"Speaking of which, did your grandfather give you any new information?

"No, nothing since last night's report"

He is a grandfather surrounded by multiple main ancestral armies around him, but looking at the gap, he runs the decree.

According to the soldiers of the decree who arrived in the city of Nambonan, the enemy army is a coalition of five aristocrats culminating in the Spierzeik family, with an estimated number of troops of 150,000. And they say there are three Lord ancestors.

Of course there is only one main ancestor in the Qualdenze army at the frontline base. My grandfather continues to struggle in a one-on-three situation.

Though it is a formation that is unlikely to win no matter what you think, the three main ancestors of the enemy will not try to bump from the front with nothing but tickles and plain attacks to mess with their grandfather.

Completely for time buying purposes, I guess a separate squad led by Verrett is waiting to drop the city of Nambonan.

From the way it attacked him, my grandfather seems to be already convinced of the existence of a separate task force, and besides the city of Nambonan, the decree has been run. Rather, the city of Nambonan is considered to be in combat, so it is said that there are more missionaries going for another city or city.

"Phew, I want to leave soon."

No matter how many hundred battle smelling grandfathers, it doesn't mean immortality. There are also anxiety materials.

"I don't know what would happen if Verrett's death were passed on to the Spierzeik army... if it were even a single or eight assault, I wouldn't even be able to see it. No matter how many grandfathers, you can't beat the three of them."

One of the main enemies is the army led by the father of Veret, the current head of the Spierzeik family. If he were to have killed his son, he might start an exasperated and abandoned special attack.

That's what I thought and I was in a pretty hurry inside, but the commander reacted in a sober tone.

"... I thought perhaps this situation would have less impact if passed on"

"Mm?"

Commander continues.

"Even if we get a message to the enemy, it's incredible."

The destruction of the Lord's Ancestral Army, the death of Verrett, the killing of both knights and martial officers. From the side of the ambush, the commander affirmed that such reports only sound absurd, unlikely.

Besides, as a Spierzeik principals, you shouldn't want to believe such a result.

"Be sure to release the scout soldiers to the city of Nambonan for fact-checking. And we have already deployed submissive soldiers in many ways to hunt that soldier. I'm not going to let you live and give it back. You should still be able to buy time for that. By the time the enemy figured out the status quo..."

"... So this army is under attack."

"Ha. An ambush is a terribly brittle thing, against an ambush that surpasses it. We have to make the most of this machine."

The rapid reorganisation of the Qualdenze army was necessary to take the lead before accurate information could reach the enemy.

Without understanding the situation of the separate units that attacked the city of Nambonan, this is the time to launch a sudden assault and lead the opponent into chaos to take the lead.

The main army of Spierzeik, which remains unable to move because it is concerned about the trend of the Verret army, can be said to be exactly in the state teased by the serpent.

"The name Operation Snake Fang is really accurate."

Turning to last night, this military operation decided on the name "Operation Serpent's Fang".

I think it would be better to have an operational name for military operations, but the Qualdenze army did not seem to have such a culture, especially an operational name.

It wouldn't cost me enough to decide on the name of the operation, so I decided to name it for the sake of mood.

... also when I was talking about Verrett as a martial arts officer, I accidentally said the name of the operation I was using in my brain called Operation Passageway. The martial officers who heard it were stunned by its naming sense, which was so terrible, that they were sued directly for "make it a more heroically dressed operation name".

It should be noted that the grandfather rescue operation to be carried out was named "Operation Ping-Pong Dash" and so on in the brain from the contents, but this one was of course silent.

When I solicited an opinion from the martial officer, I was advised that it was more like a man of the Qualdenze family with elements of snakes in it and he was handsome, thus making it a snake fang operation.

The mouth came from just before the Nambonan City assault, and it was very uke from knights and martial officers who were running together from Newnelly City and actually taking part in the assault.

That's why he flips from the departure of Newnelly City to his grandfather's rescue as Operation Snake Fang.

The first battle in the city of Nambonan, stabbed by Verret, is going to be the second fang to go stabbing. There are two snake fangs.

"Mayor!

"Good luck!

Occasionally, there are citizens who notice and cheer on this one. Lifting one hand gently to react, the cheer returned.

The closer we get outside the city, the more citizens we get. Apparently, we were gathered to take a glimpse of the Qualdenze army's presence.

Passing the walls under construction, there is a sloppy line of Qualdenze soldiers ready to leave.

The soldiers looked at the knights who had ascended to a slightly higher platform, which was still like a morning ceremony on the ground, a bunch of elementary students listening to the principal.

The magic of loudness makes the knight's voice heard well, even from afar.

"... before the battle..."

Several martial officers rushed over as they heard the cavalier's mouth speak of precautions during the expedition.

"Young lady, may I ask you to issue a decree after this? We'll be leaving soon."

"Oh, I got it."

Apparently, I've been waiting for you.

I speak to the martial officer standing next to me as I think about what to say.

"... and you talk to the core part for a long time."

"The goal of the operation is the withdrawal of the Spierzeik forces, so I don't mind leaking... No, it's better to leak information"

Snake Fang Operation - The place to protrude the second fang is not my grandfather's waiting front-line base. It is the castle of Lyshleaf, the great shield of Voystra, which the Spierzeik family boasts.

Last night, when I heard you were launching an attack on Castle Rishleaf, it was something I thought might be too reckless. But if I asked why, I could also understand that I had chosen the operation.

The goal of future action lies in the rescue of my grandfather, and in no way in the destruction of the main army of Spierzeik. Just pushing it back will confirm the victory of the Qualdenze family, so there is no need to commit any danger.

However, when I head from the front to the front line base without thinking about it, the main ancestors come into the shape of bumping into each other 2-for-3.

If you think about your grandfather, who would be exhausted in a continuous battle, it is the knights and martial officers who want to take security measures here.

So the Expeditionary and Wilk forces, led by me, decided to bypass the front-line base and attack Castle Rishleaf as it was.

Ryshleef Castle is horizontal and close to the Fortress Line. It is the liver of the operation that strikes the Castle of Lyshreef from a place that is easy to retreat and startles the Shpiazzeik army.

For the Spierzeik family, the Castle of Lyshleaf is a defensive line that must never be dropped.

When Castle Lyshreef, the shield that protects the Voystra plain, falls, the Qualdenze army, based there, deploys its troops endlessly. The pattern of invasion spreads innumerably, not very much, but the defense doesn't make it.

As things stand, only a handful of knights are packed in Ryshleef Castle, and none of the Lord's ancestors are expected. What happens if Castle Rishleef suddenly comes under total attack while the situation of the Verrett army is unreadable? Strategically, and given the noble temperament, it is the knight's and samurai's estimate that the main army of Spierzeik, which is attacking the front-line base, will withdraw.

The most likely development, he said, is the expansion of the Spierzeik main army to pull to Castle Rishleaf to consolidate its defense. It should be noted that if the engagement with the Lord Ancestral Army, which has been withdrawing, begins, the Wilk Army plans to withdraw immediately.

It is precisely a ping-pong dashing operation: knocking on the door of Castle Rishleaf and fleeing when people come.

The Lord ancestral battle is hard to think of, and because of the operation to withdraw when the main army of Spiazek arrives, it will be a peace of mind plan even from the martial officers who put my safety first.

He says a lot about sticking snake fangs up at Castle Rishleef, etc., but he doesn't actually do that much.

Well, at best it should be over enough to crush one of the smaller fortresses that make up Castle Rishleaf.

"Young lady"

Looks like we're done talking about knights while we're thinking about having as much seeding sex in the city of Nambonan as we like when we get back.

I'm walking forward to issue the order to leave.

I pulled out the treasure sword of the water serpent, and made an exalted proclamation in heaven.

"Begin Operation Serpent Fang now"