The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

As for Clemann, it seemed like there was no such thing as deep doubts about it because of Walter's assurance about my prowess anyway if it was just my story.

But I naturally disagreed with Goblin's army going on a crusade.

Said it wouldn't be your lady's job.

... It was certainly difficult to argue.

However, I have the ability.

The ability to do it.

I'm not talking about wanting to make fun of that because I'm capable of anything else.

Though goblins, they are usually powerful enemies if they are also thousands of sized herds.

Even if we send in the right number of knights, they're all intact, and we're not going that way.

Someone is seriously injured and someone dies again.

That's the thing.

If they tell me that's their job, that's it, but we're talking earlier here.

I have the ability to reduce the number of those injured and dead.

That's why we're going.

Besides...

If I do good deeds this time in my life, I may avoid a future where Lily will eventually kill me.

I don't think that Lily would ever come and kill a human being who stood up for himself and acted for his people without question.

Of course, I wasn't willing to take disturbing "that way" cases like the last time in my life, such as state overthrow or royal insertion replacement, but I was still going to take other actions that should lower the chances of that ending.

Because fate is scary.

I just can't tell you what's going on around there, so Cleman's persuasion was difficult to navigate.

And eventually he settled on the condition that if I could show that strength in front of Cleman and say it was enough.

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"... the hall. How could you do that?

In the office where Elaine left, Walter asked Clément.

Cleman answers with a bitter smile, even as he suppresses his forehead.

"Because. You would have heard the terms, wouldn't you? Whatever..."

It would not be possible to fill it, it was a crémant to say.

But Walter sighed,

"I heard. In the Knights of Naos stuffing, you use knights for simulated warfare. If your wife could win there, admittedly... that was the story."

"Oh, yeah. Of course, a magician is not like operating on his own unless he's as unreliable as an adventurer. However, it is said that approximately intermediate mages are comparable in strength to the ten regular knights. In fact, in the joint training of the Wang Du Knights and the Sorcery Division, simulated warfare is organized in the composition of thirty knights and two sorcerers against fifty knights. And the winning and losing scores are roughly five fifths."

"So you think you're gonna impose the same conditions on your wife? But for twenty knights, the composition of ten knights and one wife..."

Clément succeeds Walter in saying the end of his words.

"... I guess it's impotent. In the case of the Wang Du Knights and the Sorcery Division, the place to conduct the simulated battle is quite wide, and the number of knights is thirty, so you can take the tactic of keeping the Sorcerer quite backward on the side where the Sorcerer is added. Sorcery emitted by a mage from a distance would certainly be equivalent to ten knights. That is why even if there is a difference in the number of knights for eighteen, they become sufficiently reciprocal. But..."

"The training ground in Naos' stuffing is not as big as a sauce, and it is quite difficult when asked if we can completely contain twenty knights with ten knights. Is that what you said?

"Exactly. So Elaine can't win. Walter, you said it worked pretty well this time... but this is hard on boulders. So I guess I can safely send the Knights and you home to Goblin...... well. I've been up late. I've cleared up my worries, and it's time for me to go to sleep. Sorry, Walter. Will you clear the paperwork? Because the place hasn't changed since you were there..."

Cleman left the office yawning at me for saying so.

At that rate, it is clear to me that Clément thinks that Elaine will never win.

Walter, however, sighed and solitary again as he papered.

"... the hall. Your wife is stronger than you think. From me, twenty knights who only get ten handfuls is much more unfortunate..."

As a matter of fact, Walter had no doubt about Elaine's victory.

I also tried to advise Cleman about that, but before I could say it, they took the word away and it ended without me being able to say anything.

"... hehe, and when you think you can fight again with your wife, I'm looking forward to that too..."

For that reason, there are parts of me that have neglected my duty just a little bit.

But in this case, it was Clément who made the mistake.

Walter taught me to keep the facts in mind since I was a little girl, because this is what happens, but it seems that things have been loose because of the long and stable territorial government.

"... to Orto, we have to be sure. Now, suppose I sleep looking forward to tomorrow, too? Looking forward to your surprise face..."

A regular would take an hour. That's how the old servant shrugged and turned off the lights in the room, leaving, finishing organizing and storing the paperwork in just enough.

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"... be... na...!!

It was the Lord of the Knights, the Lord of the Knights, the Duke of Farrence himself, who was opening his mouth gently with a stunned look at the edge of the Naos Knights Stuff, the training ground within it, and raising a voice that was silent.

A little behind it is Walter and, while very similar to him, a young man with dark hair and mustaches and less wrinkles on his skin refrains.

And the Duke of Farrence...... the subject Clément staring open was, needless to say, the face of his own wife and the Knights.

At the centre of the training ground, on its right, ten knights and Elaine stand intact.

On its left, however, twenty knights groan around on the ground.

Of course, this was the mock fight that Clément promised Elaine the other day, the result, and whoever saw it, made no mistake in Elaine's victory.

"... the Hall. You got results."

In the words Walter spoke, Clemann returns to the calm as usual the face revealed by his recent emotions in the nobility, then says in a whisper.

"... Was my wife this strong?

"Hmm... that's a hard question to answer. In this simulation, your wife has not moved from the scene, nor has she used any type of attack witchcraft."

"But..."

"Yeah, it must be obvious you won with your wife's power. Auxiliary witchcraft on the knights, that one has had a powerful effect...... I have never seen auxiliary witchcraft with that much enhancement rate even this one. That's also... your wife's..."

It was an invention, I almost said, but there Clément held his head, but said as he gave up.

"... Now you can't just not admit to the war. I don't know how much that can be used, but even if the number of people is as limited as this one, it definitely reduces the knights' wear and tear considerably. It's just... I'm only worried when Elaine gets attacked directly..."

Walter answers this with a bitter smile.

"... it doesn't matter how much you are to the extent of goblins to harm your wife. Let me assure you that there is absolutely no problem with that."

"... that's what you call the Shadow of the Duke of Farrence... so much"

"I'm already retired..."

"Oh, Olt's succeeding you now. So, Ort, this is a tentative story... but if it were to harm Elaine, how would you do it?

to Clément's question. Ort bowed his head deeply,

"I can't even imagine doing that to your wife."

"... my son has a hard head. So what about Walter?

"If I were you, I'd put in ten shadow handlers, kill all the people in the hall, build junction magic, and then I'd be ready to try to blow myself up."

It was his son, Orto, who was surprised by this.

For Ort, Walter is still a wall that cannot be crossed.

That's as well as being a servant, assassin, and skill as a shadow.

But even if he cuts all the bills, he can't be sure.

The other guy up to that point had never heard of him until that moment of his retirement.

"Even you... right. If...... ok. So this crusade, thank you very much."

"Yes, I understand, Master Hall"