Wortenia Senki (WN)

"You accomplished a difficult order well. Thank you for your hard work, Kevin. Is everyone else hurt?

Making him as dignified as possible, Ryo Michizai spoke to the five men kneeling in front of him.

Still, the thought of caring sincerely for the bodies of the five is seeping into the words.

Liang Zhen basically wants a more friendly exchange, but Rione had pointed out that he should treat soldiers with more majesty.

Then a few months. Although it still makes me feel somewhat giddy, my standing and dancing as a nobleman is largely following the board.

He was basically Liang Zhen, who is disgusted with the powerful, but in the earth world, which is a class society, he is insulted by the nobles and knights around him when he shows a poor attitude towards the civilian population.

(I think it looks like crap......)

However, while I thought so, I also understood that a certain amount of scuffle was needed.

In a dignified and arrogant manner, you cannot earn trust from soldiers. On the other hand, you cannot maintain discipline in the military as if you are flattered by soldiers.

"It's a waste of time. Dear Mr. Oyato,"

Kevin's reply, who said so and lowered his head deeply, and at the same time, the four who refrain behind him also droop their heads on one knee on the spot to pay tribute.

Your style is honored by Kevin and his soldiers when they call your son Ryo Shiba.

I get the feeling that even the baron says nobility, I don't really like Liang Zhen himself, but the young people and lords also feel something different.

You can't call him a kid like Rione, but it's the name of the house that Igazaki people used that eventually calmed him down.

In fact, it is not a mistake because Ryojin lives in a mansion built in the heart of the town of Sailios.

"I managed to achieve my life without using the trump card."

Liang Zhen nods silently at Kevin's words answering as he hands on the vial lowered behind his hips.

It is one of the trump cards we have prepared for the next battle, but we managed to accomplish our purpose without using it.

There is also a satisfying grin on Rione's face to refrain behind Ryo Trun.

Soldier raised from scratch by hanging himself on hand salt.

For the mercenaries of Rione and the Red Lion, my son can be said to be alike.

The power could not be shown in a visible way and unhappy.

"Well, if you use it all of a sudden, it's easy to win, but if you use it, your future relationship with Zaluda will be troublesome."

In addition to mastering magic and teamwork, the trump card was given to Kevin and the others.

Why I was sure Liang Zhen could win even the worst before the game started.

Using it to win is not difficult in itself.

But that's the sword of the blades.

If it's a battlefield, you don't have to know, and nominally speaking, it's obvious that if you use an array in a game, there will be people screaming cowardly.

There was no reason to hide that you were mastering magic to lure the enemy off guard.

(Well, naturally I chose these five because I thought I would win without using that one)

The flesh gained in the life threatened by the monsters on the Waltenia Peninsula and the moves refined with daily harsh training. In addition, Kevin and the others have a strong bond and obsession with living among their peers who crawl out of the same situation.

While there was still room to grow young, they had already reached a good standard by calling themselves serving as soldiers as knights.

"Yes, I was given prior attention by Laura on that point... I only use it if I really think I'm going to lose..."

Four people behind him nod small at Kevin's words.

What comes to mind in the eyes of the five is the light of reason. And a firm readiness to give up one's life but to fulfill one's mission.

A testament to our understanding of the role we have been given.

It is an achievement that can never be achieved merely by ordering civilians from high altitude to high pressure.

(I guess I wasn't wrong. Best is a no battle draw...... these guys know what that means. And so is that father......)

It was Julianus I's face that came to light in his true heart as he turned his gaze to the backs of the five behind the tent.

It's only natural that you're not allowed to lose, but winning this game is never the best outcome either.

If the goal is only to increase your personal reputation, you may win the match, but the best thing to do is to have the spectator recognize the power of Ryojinda and cancel the game before it is settled.

I was going to look at the timing and suggest it from Liang Zhen, but it is a delightful miscalculation that Julianus I made his own decision.

Liang Zhen didn't expect much from a mediocre king and reputable Julianus I to be honest at first, but his rating has changed slightly from face-to-face between the glances.

Sensitively perceive the whereabouts of victory and defeat, choosing the choices you least hurt.

It's easy to put it into words, but doing it requires self-control that can't beat your own greed.

"So far, as planned......"

Ryo, sitting deeply back in the chair, truly Sarah spoke.

"Oh, I don't know... I'm sure they'll ignore our dedication in tomorrow's military conference."

Take a breath of the red wine poured into the glass, Ryojin exhales deeply.

"Besides, you're luckier to find out you're a cutter than His Majesty thought."

"I felt that, too. Dear Liang Zhen, Your Majesty was still stopped from playing there..."

Laura nods at Rione's words.

"You understood it would be difficult to lose. Instead of ordering the referee to stop the game, it was the evidence that ordered Grahardt directly to crack it and let him in. If I don't complain, you'll see."

It was because Liang Zhen was discerning his true intentions that Julianus declared the match cancelled without any prior consultation.

"Plus, he tried to blur even the parasites that corrode his body. Sure, he's a cutter."

Liang Zhen tongued sharply at Rione's words.

"Chi, that's my big raccoon dad. I missed our intentions and took advantage of them."

But Liang Zhen is not as grumpy as words.

Sarah pours wine into an empty glass.

"This might come to fruition."

"Yeah, I was half-hearted if I could achieve my own measures, but you've got a possibility. You don't have to waste your time getting Lupis' permission in advance."

Liang Zhen hung up her lips and laughed at Rione's words.

"The rest depends on tomorrow's military council..."

Liang Zhen leans toward Sarah's words a glass of wine in silent hands.

While watching the lamps floating on the surface of the red wine poured into the glass demonically and instantly seem to enjoy themselves......

"That's an unexpected result..."

To the man's words, the people around him spoke out in agreement.

"At all, I never thought it would turn out like this."

"The Gried guy is also sloppy. I didn't know you only had a subordinate like that to beat such a child."

Eight men surround the round table in one of the rooms of a certain noble mansion standing under the castle.

If you look at the outfit, you can see that everyone is a high-ranking nobleman.

No, if you look at the arrogance engraved on that face, it's obvious, for example, their bare life.

"My lord... what the hell are you going to do? This match was set up on purpose to wedge Zaluda into Roselia's relationship. And that's not going to convince him of this halfway result."

"Exactly. Now there's no point in me bothering to slap that stubborn ass."

To the words, a laugh rises from the mouths of the men surrounding the round table.

That's a malicious laugh that bruises the clown.

"Count Schwarzheim or something funny. The man's behavior during the glance. I was so desperate to spit it out."

"Not at all. Stubborn unknown man, when he finds out that his actions will only harm Zaluda and the beloved king, he is amused and frustrated to think what the hell he will look like."

The men laughed again, thinking of the country and thinking of Count Schwarzheim, who spoke to the king ready to die.

And after a glimpse of laughter, one sitting in the back of the room lurks his voice and squeals.

"But that young creation is certainly dangerous... I also feel that Lord Saito and His Highness Chardina will be in danger"

In a man's words, his surroundings give a half-hearted look.

"Is it? It doesn't seem that dangerous to me..."

"I agree. I do deserve credit for saying that we have come all together while occupying secluded areas such as the Waltenia Peninsula, but the war is an intriguing number. Less than five hundred soldiers will not be able to enter the battlefield alone, nor will they be able to do much work where they have formed mixed units with stranger nobles."

That decision is never wrong.

I want at least one Knights around two thousand and five hundred if it's a force that dictates the state of war.

The operation of fewer than five hundred units on their own is too dangerous.

In real life, you'll probably be working with a nobleman of the same size to create a mixed unit.

In that case, Ryo Misaki's true unit will only be one of the walks.

No matter how good Liangzhen's troops are, if the aristocracy that acts with him is less proficient, his strength as an entire force will fall exceptionally.

"Um, I know that, too. But it still bothers me..."

Silence covered the room.

The gaze of the men surrounding the round table gathers to the Lord of voices called His Excellency.

To be lost and laugh, a man's power was too mighty.

"You think we're going to interrupt the Empire's offense just like Joshua Berhares?

"Hmm, it is dangerous to insult the intelligence of raising soldiers of all quality, even if they are certainly of no great use on the battlefield... if they move poorly, they will not reverse the bond we have made with His Highness Chardina."

All the men in this room have a lot in common.

We are all the same, arrogant and greedy, hungry for honor and power. He is also a lord within the kingdom of Zaluda, with a patterned finger fold and ruling a vast territory.

But the biggest thing in common is that they are traitors who sell their country and make their glory a priority.

"Despite successfully eliminating General Berhares in the first battle, he hasn't gone as far as we thought since then."

"Joshua Berhares. It was rumored that the three sons of the snot-nosed knuckleheads, how could they... seem to have his hands burned by His Royal Highness Chardina this past year"

A sigh leaked out of the men's mouths.

"Well good. Either way, I don't have a hand to hit right now. It won't be too late to see where tomorrow's military conference is going. Shall we pray for our prosperity as always?"

One endorsement after another rose to the man's words, and the men took a glass of wine placed in front of the round table.

"It's all for us to prosper!

"" "For prosperity!

Drinking up in one breath, they slapped a glass on the floor simultaneously.

"I won't let you get in our way... whoever you are"

When he squeals like that, the man called His Excellency steps on a broken glass fragment.

It's like you just have to trample and crush a bug crawling at your feet...