The specialty of the Rishleef region is skank.
I found a truly astonishing proof of this truth, but this margin is too narrow to write about it.
I lost my mind at the tip of my feather pen because of all that craziness.
"Young lady, you know..."
"What?"
Civilians who see a large written sentence of truth in the middle of a wooden plank for notes become upright immovable and mouth-watering.
They will also know well that the vicinity of Castle Rishleaf is a barren area for beautiful women.
"How about we try the name of this area again as Fairage from now on? From today on, this is Castle Fairage. It's easy to understand, right?
Ha, and let him laugh lightly, the civilian and martial officers succumbed to collapse on the spot, in a position close to the dugout.
I meant to be a little sarcastic, but I guess the inner frustration was spilling, their faces were all aligned and blue.
Incidentally, in Ero, Fairage is a word that scorns the appearance of a woman. Japanese translates to skanks, skanks, ugly women, etc.
"It's a joke. Don't be so humble."
There is one cause of frustration. I haven't had a woman around here lately.
There is no woman in Castle Rishleef, the front line of the war against the Spierzeik family, and only male martial officers and civilians take care of me.
Naturally, nothing exited, and clouds were accumulating with the momentum to erode cerebromedullary fluid.
"But I can't satisfy the young..."
For the sake of the peace around them, sometimes the martial officers split up their soldiers to show their faces in neighboring villages and towns. I have a job to knock around the neighborhood to see who the new ruler is.
At that time, a search for a beautiful woman has also been carried out, but it has never been successful. The women I was brought here were not always my type.
I continued to feel tight and wanted to go out to the village and find something, but I can't do that either, given that there might be an invasion of the Spiazek army.
It is only tomorrow that the beauty may be delivered, it is a waste of compromise and ejaculation... while I think so, it has been more than a month since the Lychreef Castle offense. In ten days' time, we'll be entering March.
"I don't mind. They'll arrive tonight, won't they?
Talk to them in a slightly gentle tone and grant forgiveness to them as they lay low.
I don't want power harassment on men, I just want sexual harassment on women.
"Ha. This evening, be sure"
We can't bring Anna and the others from the city of Nambonan because anxiety still remains in the vicinity of Castle Rishleef on the safety side.
Of course on the road, it is because it is extremely dangerous to bring them to a place where we do not even know when the battle against the Spierzeik army will begin.
The best thing was to bring in a female servant of my descendants from Newnelly Castle.
If you are an ancestral woman from the Knights family, you will not only be able to lead a soldier in battle, which is why it is best to bring her to Castle Rishleaf.
But it's like, "Paper! I want to ejaculate, so lend me a maid! It is like saying." Now there was something a little embarrassing.
"Then good."
I guess that's what you perceived in my chest, the civilian suggested I bring in the enemy knight in custody, Sikinaon Rosé, in the city of Nambonan.
It has already been demonstrated that I like Rosé's appearance. You must have wanted to avoid pulling any more skanks as a civilian.
I guess you thought my thoughts were less because I made it pretty rambunctious when I held Rosé, it seemed like a civilian was literally going to cut Rosé off at times of need. The same was true of the martial officers, who were asked for as much authority as they could immediately execute Rosé if he tried to escape or if the demonic seal was broken and rampaged.
You'll take care of them with my selfishness, I've given you full permission around there.
Fortunately, Castle Rishleef also has a special hut set up for locking up conscripts, so throwing them in there wouldn't be so dangerous. With my intense demonic seal in the first place, there's no way I can do anything for a month or there.
Just be careful not to get away with it at best when having fun in bed. If I get caught off guard, the martial officer will cut me off.
Because of this, it may be a good idea to offend her in the back while looking out for the Voystra Plains from Castle Rishleef, which has become the property of the Qualdenze family.
I guess it's because of the delusion of committing rosé scattered in my brain, my groin had just happened to be stiff on the bee.
I decided to talk about the weather to keep my consciousness off my groin.
"Will the snow not stop?"
There has been a lot of snow here in the Rishleaf area lately.
As a Qualdenze army, I appreciate it because the movement of the Spiazeik army stops when the snow continues, and I was personally delighted.
"Yes, I thought it would last a few days."
I glimpse the decorated flag on the office wall.
Snakes tangled in crossing spears and blisters jumping from left to right. It is a crest representing the Quordenze family, the Quordenze crest.
Embroidered in colourful yarns, its flag is an historic dish that the next owner of the historical Quordenze family has inherited. It had a great finish over and over again, and as much as I wanted to keep it decorated in my collection room at Newnelly Castle as one of my artworks.
"... you want to show the people of Spierzeik quickly, young lady"
"Mm-hmm. Right."
This flag, received from my father via my grandfather, has never been able to fly outside due to the weather.
They must think that martial officers and civilian officials can't help but want to fly the flag because their eyes follow this when they work in the clerk's office.
But that's not true.
If you put a flag at ease in such a dangerous castle on the front line and hit a flowing arrow but the hole is empty... just thinking about it is going to make you feel bad. Nambonan City if you can, and I'd like to keep it listed when I triumph over Newnelly City if possible.
I guess if you're a typical aristocratic boy, it's more of a fulfilment of your self-esteem that you can post in places like this. I feel strongly about the difference in values.
I don't need to solve their misunderstandings, so I don't make corrections. Besides, it would be better not to be thought of as the owner of a mindless mind who doesn't like the flag getting dirty.
Whatever the excuse for not flying the flag was natural, so it was really good for me to keep snowing.
Looking away from the flag, I take the feather pen again to continue my work.
"Young lady"
Then one of the clerks came to my desk and showed me a tree Jane round like a seaweed roll.
When I nod silently, he spreads it to roll on his desk. It was a tree brief for regular contact from Newnelly Castle.
"My husband contacted me. The Galliana conspiracy is converging."
"Oh, that's a good thing"
"This way."
At the tip of the civilian finger was the current state of the Galliana family.
He's a family member of the Galliana family who conspired to rebel aboard the Schpierzeik family plot, but he decided he no longer had a chance of winning.
They struggled to use the Atelahans as a back shield, but they said the impact of the fall of Castle Rishleaf was enormous and they weren't dealt with at all.
And the other day, he finally received a letter from the rebels to the Qualdenze family apologizing.
My father and Viscount Galliana are currently thinking about Shannon. I don't know how to settle down by fulfilling it, but the Galliana family can be considered completely under the Quordenze family umbrella. That's what other houses should see.
"I think I've managed my mother's place, and now I've got a paragraph."
The Evenapis family, my mother's home, had been subjected to interdiction from the west and south by several independent aristocrats instigated by the Spiazeik family.
It is an operation in which the noblemen of the south draw the lead by attacking the city of Hartinos, home of the Evenapis family, and at the same time the noblemen who attacked from the west cut the less protected west. It seems like an operation in which the aristocracy of the south unilaterally loses money, but, well, it was also bound by some sort of covenant.
Because I am convinced that the main force will not emerge, the aristocrats of the west could safely march the Lord's Ancestral Army.
But this one, surprisingly, could have been resolved lightly. I remember the periodic reports I received the other week stating that they had been repelled.
"There are some parts that are a little puzzling, but above all we were able to prevent an invasion"
"What's the matter, is there something wrong too?
I care about the word puzzle, and I ask the civilian.
"No, the main ancestral army that invaded from the western side of the Evenapis territory, but the general is under discussion. I can't help it..."
I knew that because I read the report too.
The main ancestral army that has invaded Evenapis territory, but the general said the grandfather of the previous lord of the said aristocracy was the general general, but this seems to have died coronally.
It is unclear what the cause and effect have screwed up, but for now it is only certain that the General is dead.
I don't even think he would die of a sudden illness to a quote he attacked with joy and courage, so I'm sure he was debated by those on the side of Evenapis.
It should be noted that the main force of the Evenapis army, which has eliminated the worries of the west, is now able to concentrate on fighting in the south. He said he was only winning on his own originally and was able to push back the invasion from the south early as well.
"Weren't there those who happen to have shadows positioned on the path of invasion?
But both the clerks and the martial arts officers who were listening to this one gave me a skeptical look at my words.
"It is believed that there are few more shadow families left in the Evenapis"
"The West is not as important a city as it is, and it's not too sparing to be temporarily taken away. It's hard to believe that you're deliberately handing out shadows."
"Probably concentrating all the shadow families in the southern stronghold. As things stand, we should consolidate the protection of the city of Hartinos."
The Qualdenze and Evenapis have been dating for many years and have let their daughters out and into it many times. Inevitably, to some extent, the size of the other shadow family is visible.
Since the disaster of Warcraft El Senior, the Evenapis family has been drastically reduced, and that is by no means an exception to the shadow family.
The main factor in this invasion of the Evenapis was the operation of the Spiazeik family, but the weakening of the shadow family's restraint should also have affected them somewhat. Though how much the Spierzeikes will hold their asses, it is a matter of courage to advance through enemy lands where no shadow is known to lurk.
"Well, every house will have one or two secrets. The Lord ancestor is not such a rolling thing, maybe the shadow just survived more than this one thinks. Besides, isn't it easy to ambush because there's a local advantage?
If you want to kill a nobleman with ease, an ambush attack is best.
It can be said that it is best to tap into ultra-fired attack magic from an unexpected place to be killed, outside of consciousness. Not a single Lord ancestor with tough flesh is hit with Lord ancestral magic where he is defenseless. It is possible to defeat them much safer than a single battle against the face.
The enemy had invaded Evenapis territory, so naturally, the interests of the land are on the Evenapis side. Nor would it be impossible to poke a void.
... and there was one flashing thing I had thought about that much. Think the other way.
"Right, just because Qualdenze humans don't know, there may actually be some important hub or something in the western part of Evenapis territory. Then it's reasonable that the shadows are positioned, right?
"I see..."
"But the enemy troops withdrew... here, I hear around here"
Spread a closed up map to the central part of the continent, with martial officers dropping by.
His index finger was poised for the western part of the Evenapis territory, but it was a place where there were no blind cities or large towns.
"Nature and people get together, too, if there is a product worth enough to place a shadow family. If it's only rural, it's no big deal."
"There are people going around no matter how much you hide, so there should be some change. Probably nothing."
One civilian asked to speak the moment he tried to say that judging by previous information would not help.
"We gathered information about the area from the Nambonan merchants, but it was still the same. There are still only rural areas around here."
He thought there might be something in the area, just like me, and ordered a room-on at City Hall to gather information. Quite a fast working civilian.
This means that as things stand, we just have to assume that we've hit a lucky punch.
"I see... now you know you don't know. Maybe I was really just simply lucky."
Taking the time to think about it doesn't necessarily give you an answer. Rather than freakishly inflate their imagination, the Evenapis defeated the invaders. Congratulations, and decided to keep it over with.
My mother at Newnelly Castle may know the truth, but it is unrealistic to ask if this falls under the serious confidentiality of the Evenapis family. Because my mother is not a thoughtless woman who peppers her parents' secrets.
"Sure, the possibility that it happened to hit well is well thought out"
You seem to have drawn my intentions, and they've been in tune with me.
"Either way, the Evenapis family will be relieved for a while. Because I was able to show shadow pressure."
"Count Evenapis is old, and your wife will be relieved"
The shock of invading and being fought by the shadow family is enormous. That is because it is proof left that our intelligence was wrong.
In that case, the existing invasion plan will be completely blank, and it will be necessary to review the defense plan from scratch. There's no way you can leave the army or base behind because it's likely to be based on incorrect information.
The head of the aristocratic family in the west, who invaded Evenapis territory, would have turned pale by now.
Intelligence errors, the failure of the Spierzeik family operations, the suicide of their predecessors and serious failures have overlapped, and their relationship with the Evenapis has deteriorated to an irreparable stage. I don't think there will be a retaliatory war any time soon, but the way ahead is never bright.
"In the meantime, it sounds good to think that the front against Spierzeik is generally headed in the right direction"
"Ha. The suppression of Rishleaf is working really well"
They recognize the Qualdenze family as an overwhelming advantage because I am in control of Castle Rishleef.
A human being does not confer on the side of disadvantage unless he is a stubborn person, an illegible idiot of the times, or someone who has so much faith. Even the aristocracy, which is included in the Quordenze family, has to be seen in silence in the present situation.
"The Rishleaf is still big,"
It was a misguided offense by the fire scene thieves, but I did a good job. I can't even ask you to do it again.
"A lot of people will be paying attention to the young people who made a big deal out of it. I'm really proud of you."
"Thanks to you, I got a letter here. My arms are tired and I can't help it."
I turned my gaze to the pile of letters I had accumulated on my desk.
Most of the letters are copies written by the clerk to Wood Jane. The original is in Castle Newnelly.
The fact that I received the insider of the next term has already been made public. If viewed from other houses, a man named Qualdenze Wilk would see public and private lines as obscure.
As things stand, I have to stick with Castle Rishleaf, so I can't officially nominate a successor at Castle Newnelly... now that I can make that excuse, it's an acceptable, halfway position.
"Look, the kingdom nobility alone has gained momentum with the Royal Levios, the Marquis Zeldomitra, the Marquis Atelahan, and the Grand Duke Mirendorva. I have a hard time thinking about it."
The nobles seem to have judged this man to be out and the letter safe. Newnelly Castle is said to have received letters and advances as it has done day after day.
Until now, I have exchanged letters with the noblemen of the Qualdenze faction, all in the form of my father. This is the first time we have formally interacted as one nobleman.
"... I'm sorry."
It is said that the first job of the next principally nominated noble son is to reply to the letter received.
If it were meant to be, "Happy next Lord. Nice to meet you," they only write some content, but this time I can't reply as per the template because of the additional element of Castle Rishleaf falling. It's a pain in the ass to think about one sentence at a time.
"Oh, not at all... I'm so glad my father gave me guidance"
My father said, "Write something that feels like this. Be sure to specify this, and don't write this" and the text of the sample that you probably would have let a civilian write.
Letters are a lot of work to do if you want to write seriously.
Since Ero is a language with personality in the use of brush strokes and decorative characters, it is also necessary to think carefully about how to draw sentences. It's less than third-rate to just write down the requirements and finish.
Of course, it is necessary to have a professional civilian instruct in sentence representation in order to see also the writing ability, and proofreading and proofreading are indispensable.
And more importantly, it's Kiyomoto. Serious battle toward parchment paper, I have to run a brush to make sure there are no mistakes. I wrote it safely, and it is unacceptable to seal it without passing a "letter beauty check" by a civilian.
For once, some magic erases the color of ink, but many mistakes make wrinkles noticeable on parchment paper. Leaving it as it is will never be tolerated because it is poorly dressed. I can only use Andu a couple of times.
My arms must have become tenosynovitis if not the flesh of my lord ancestors.
"By the end of the day, the kingdom group wants to end."
The Kingdom nobility is not the only sender of the letter, even the Imperial nobility has received the letter.
Given the forthcoming invasion of the Spierzeik territory, it is important to hold hands behind your back with imperial nobles who are opposed to the Spierzeik family, and we cannot ignore them. Of course, cooperation with the kingdom nobility is a major premise, so this cannot be underestimated.
I was turning away from the Clean Book work by thinking about the text, but I can't be running away forever. If we don't proceed with the processing, my desk letter formation will only thicken.
"Well, where do you write from..."
I look at the pile of letters blurry, and I get stunned. I know exactly what I'm trying to escape from the Clean Book job.
Reading the letters that arrive from other houses according to the Qualdenze family standards, there are quite a few places where the level is low.
Then you just have to match the low level! You may think so, but if you do that, you will be scolded by my father. Besides, a real thunder falls for it.
Although the history of the Quordenze family has been around for about 300 years, this is quite a long time as an aristocrat, and a house with a considerable history still requires a considerable format.
I have to write a firm letter. The noblemen who received it said, "Oh, you haven't learned anything from this guy. Guess what," etc.
Meanwhile, when a solid letter is sent out here, it is recognised that "the next principals seem to be well educated". In addition, emerging aristocrats and small and medium-sized aristocrats with low letter levels feel that "it is amazing that even young sons can write such splendid letters, after all, a traditional aristocrat" and sometimes even get involved in evaluating the house.
Because the disadvantage of being insulted is so much greater than the advantages of pretending to be an idiot and inviting you to be alarmed, there is no room for thinking about daring to take your hands off it.
"Again, Royal Levios"
Only the original letter from the Royal Levios has been received.
I guess I predicted in advance that a copy of the clerk would arrive so I could stick up at Castle Rishleaf, and I wrote two identical letters to him. As a result, one was left at Newnelly Castle, but the other arrived at my disposal.
All you have to do is send a meatbrush letter until you take the trouble, and your letter level is very high. That's enough to roar that it's the Levios family.
Because I feel majestic from the text, I feel that parental books are important in aristocratic diplomacy.
"Or the Marquis Zeldomitra..."
Because the letter received was written by a civilian, it is impossible to even know the brush.
However, it is possible to deduce some level from the use of decorative characters, paragraphs in sentences, etc.
The Zeldomitras are also the only historical aristocrats, quite a hobby letter.
Perhaps you also predicted that it would be the copy, not the original, that arrived at me, characterised by an expression that used decorative characters so much that it seemed a little excessive. I can't tell you how to use a brush. Maybe it means you focused on decorative characters.
I think it would be nice to write two copies like the Levios, but it also seems to show a sense of intimacy by daring to show your trust in the other person, "I think you will understand this consideration."
"The Marquis Atelahan or Grand Duke Mirendorva might be easier to write..."
The Atelahan and Mirendorva families are ordinary letters.
Because they are both emerging aristocrats. As the format suggests, I get the impression that it is a truly difficult "letter of the great aristocrats" etc.
In the end, the know-how of these letters involves not only the aristocrats, but also the power of the knights who serve as educators, so it is still significant to accumulate history.
If I scored the Levios letter out of 100, would it feel like the Atelahan and Mirendorva families would score 80 points and the Zeldomitra family would score 75 from what I've seen all along, but added 95 points at the discretion of the graders?
"Young lady"
"What's up? I'm about to enter the Book of Clearance."
If even the Spierzeik army has come, then we must stop working on the Qing Dynasty and go out in battle.
Against me trying to get up from the chair, the civilian stops by showing me what he had in his hand.
"I have deposited two letters."
He shows the letter in such a way as to hold it even without Baba.
It remained in a parchment envelope and the wax was not broken. It is an unopened letter.
"Please check"
The pattern depicted on the wax is the wheat dripping so much ear that it is likely to contact the ground and the sickle mowing it. And a single-edged sword raised diagonally.
It was a crest showing the Spierzeik family.