I took a squadron and just crossed the river.
The village called.
He said he captured the leader of the thief.
Rayna looks bitter after a surprise.
The "Territorial nobles" were penetrating their faceless faces.
My emotions didn't move either.
I think I was expecting it somehow.
Village entrance, under a blooming peach tree.
A roped man was kneeling.
A vertically stretched spine, not soaked in the foreground.
I was sexually angry.
Not against indifference, but against stupidity.
The man must have predicted.
Knowing this would happen, why?
Villagers describing the situation.
For the first time, I was angry.
Wave, block.
"I have some questions to ask this person.
"Yes?"
On that face, I find it even more irritating.
"You say 'empty a mansion'!
If I were you, I'd say that much.
But on this day, I don't really want to move my mouth.
Mr van Daelzen's mouth count, which supplemented a word, was also small.
I went into a house that I thought was the home of a powerful man.
I handed out soldiers around and kept the villagers away.
I didn't want to be approached.
Turn down the man's rope.
Ask why.
"More than young, I don't encourage the business. Drop yourself into a bandit..."
"I broke your rope.
Showed not to treat me like a bandit.
You can't possibly understand.
"You knew this would happen. Wouldn't you? While I know, why?
……
"Name a village, rebel. Are you sure you want to certify the facts as they are?
"Whatever, with one of my necks. If that's enough, give me the neck of the clan.
"I'm asking why. Tell me everything you know.
"If you tell me everything..."
"You are not in a position to speak of it.
To my word, a man broke his neck.
I made up my mind or brought it here again.
... roughly fifty years ago.
The man's grandfather swore to the Mel family, who had invaded with royal patronage.
In the ensuing twenty years, the two states of Fashir and Eshir were under the joint rule of the Royal and Mel families, so to speak.
The royal family headed the administration and the Mel family secured its effectiveness.
The Mel family entered the Far East and began building a new capital, more than thirty years ago.
Fasil and Esil were transferred entirely to the royal family.
The days of peace continued.
Approximately, one generation.
Safely tamed, the villagers forgot to bleed.
I stopped being afraid of visiting tax collectors.
The elderly began to sweep into antiquity.
I told the young man an old story.
There was talk of tax rates.
"intermediate" prestigious layers. The "wise man" came up with the proposal.
The "people below" jumped.
He took up the "top" ex-luxury.
"If you want to make a grudge, I wonder why you pulled up soldiers and sent only civilians. I wonder why the clerk showed weak hips. The villagers didn't get along, even if they patrolled the soldiers, or the civilians just whipped. As long as the kingdom shows its strength.
"You... no, I drew it all over the village, what's the muscle writing after this?
On a man's face, hesitation floats.
"If you don't tell me, I'll tell you from the mouth of a certain (do). but then again, I can't save the villagers' lives... you know what I mean?
A man turns his eyes a thousand years early.
As it were, I meditated.
Thousands of years ago, I knew I could see everything that was "the same".
"A cousin who 'captured' me was going to lead this village. When the kingdom has strong momentum, one party of cousins leads this village. If weakened, one of my parties will lead this village.
"That means..."
"Yeah. Same as the old museumist.
Within the clan, create pro-Mel and anti-Mel factions, with one side as the main one.
Depending on the circumstances, the head of the Lord shall be cut and inserted.
That was the policy of the Taro family before they came to power as a result of terrorism.
Philia saw everything, too.
"To the kingdom, it is a system that has existed since before it was conquered by the Mel family. To the kingdoms and the luxury federations, they were dividing the clans. We little luxuries won't survive unless we do.
"After being occupied by the kingdom, you should have been free from that suffering.
"But from below, we were the same. You must have remembered a few years ago that you continued to be a conveniently replaceable neck.
"Why didn't you refuse! If you leave the village, even go to the Far East and mention your handles in battle......
Let me tell you something, you didn't give me.
On the incision, it flies.
"You're a court nobleman, aren't you?
To the impropriety of my words, I bite my lips.
"Stick to the land of your ancestors for generations and protect them with blood and sweat...... a territorial nobleman?
"My territory, my people. Redeem and protect with my blood.
"No, even though the people don't put their lives up for you?
"If you run here, you lose your faith. Decades, hundreds of years later, when the kingdom was weak. On what basis should my descendants stand? Whether the people betray me or not, I will not betray the people.... they didn't betray me in the first place. I just didn't understand what would happen. I was caught in the small interests at hand, and I couldn't foresee that it would drive me to death, no, 'placing ourselves in a predicament'.
Don't you want to think you've been betrayed?
Or do you think it's a "Lord-Resident relationship," including getting this far?
Admit it. Do you accept the people?
"If you dirty the people who stuck me out, please don't think so. You are young, rich and powerful. I know how dirty people are, no, the pain of living, and whether they wanted it without a connection. Come on. You must have been disgusted.... but please stay down. Could you show a spirit of tolerance, which I hear the aristocrats will have?
My loss.
What they showed me was... the unexpected frontier.
"The villagers deserve it... let's also save the children's lives. However, pull away from the village.
"Rebels!? I'm the one who said 'generous disposition'. Hiro, your position…….
"Raina. 'The village was not rebellious'. This man is a 'bandit'.... Right?
"I don't know. I wasn't accepted by the village, I'm a bandit.
Executions take place in village squares.
"Shiatsu," but more than that.
To the villagers here, I have to show them.
What it means to defy the kingdom. the consequences of our own actions.
Death to a man.
"Let this man take his weapon.
It's broken. It's just warmth.
All of it, with knowledge.
Nobility - including the lavish, noble in the sense of "family name" - acquires martial arts training from an early age.
The man who seemed to be after thirty, the "set-up" was right.
Unnaturally.
I'm not an upscale civilian nobleman, like Raina or Ethan.
Not required for local luxuries, such as "beautiful" and "correct" types.
It is the practical structure that is both muddy and powerful that this man should be in charge of.
But.
It was a beautiful setup.
Impossible.
I'm the one who should show you the power.
I broke both ways.
Half the villagers, lost their hips.
The other half, look down.
One, a man of his age and a man of his age come in.
Pick up, connect and clean the blown half of your body.
A frozen villager moves out.
"Long live His Majesty the King!
"Thank the Royal Army!
I'm stuck breathing.
Blood rises on my head.
I want to scream, but I don't have a voice.
"Put it away, Lord Hiro.
"It's your decision.
I don't have an ideal home.
There is no home, Utopia.
Because it doesn't exist, Utopia.
Just in people's minds.
Impossible, etc., is an unexpected frontier.