Wortenia Senki (WN)

near the northern border of the Kingdom of Zaluda.

A group of people were rushing northwest through the streets across the Great Forest Zone.

Originally, an area where trade could not be said to have been more thriving. Besides, at a time when the trend in Ernesgoola is opaque, it is only about the peasants living in the surrounding countryside who use this path.

For that reason, there is no such thing as an accident, no matter how many horses they run.

Anyway, the sound of the horseshoe can be clearly heard from afar.

When I checked the soil smoke, I went to the side of the road, and that was all I had to do.

The group was dressed in a miserable manner.

Perhaps to shorten the itinerary of the journey, side roads other than those protected by the junction were also used.

The cape for the windscreen was badly rubbed off even by the beast's nails, and there was a slight odor from their bodies that they had barely bathed in days.

Probably not staying at the inn, but staying in the wild.

If they rode horses and were not armed, they would only look like refugees fleeing the war.

On the face of a group of about twenty people, the fatigue of the journey appeared colorful.

"Captain, I see it!

One of the young knights leading the group shouted back.

The leader also assumes the role of scout in advancing the lands occupied by the still uncertain kingdom of Ernesgoola on the enemy's side.

The relief of finally releasing him from that heavy pressure was seeping into his voice.

Everyone's gaze is directed toward the small, high hill ahead, to the words of a man who is particularly good in sight among the SS Knights.

"That's the northern fortified city of Memphis."

Looking in the direction pointed by Ausan Gried, who runs beside Ryo Trung, the little black dot gradually takes on a clear shape as the horse progresses.

Eventually, Liangzhen's eyes also clearly saw the appearance of a city with multiple walls.

One year after Memphis, the northern point of the Kingdom of Zaluda, was occupied by Ernesgura.

The walls are flanked by the flag of the kingdom of Ernesgoola.

"Oh, finally..."

Ryo Jin turned his gaze toward the wall ahead without slowing down the horse.

"Four days so far..."

A bright true grunt with dissatisfaction and impatience reached the ears of the Malfist sisters who were making the horses walk side by side.

"I think it's pretty quick compared to normal...... I let it run day and night irrespective while enhancing my horse with my spell, naturally...... plus, it's pretty big that I was replaced with a horse in the city along the way. Because we were able to minimize the time spent resting the horse…"

To Laura's words, Sarah nods silently.

Horse saddles and horseshoes are endowed with grant spells, allowing riders to gain speed enhancement and health recovery effects by flushing a raging "plana," allowing them to travel much faster and longer than simply running a horse.

Anyway, Ryo Jin-tae has been running the horses at full speed, reducing his time as he reaches the city, repeating the rough business of Gried using his position as SS Knights Commander to transfer to horses conceded from the garrisoned guards.

"Well, there's no choice..."

Ryo Jin squeaks as if to throw up, and turns his gaze forward.

"Are you dissatisfied?

He shook his head silently at Sarah's worrying words, and Ryo-jin increased the horse's speed.

(You're dissatisfied... I just said there's nothing I can do about it... damn, can you make it?

Although the technique of magic is versatile and convenient, it does not mean that there are no shortcomings.

Fatigue builds up, and there are limits to speed, beyond being a life-form trying to fortify a horse with a lot of spells.

That's why I switched horses in the streets along the way.

Furthermore, he is also quite concerned about luggage and clothing in order not to drain the health of the horse.

Many of the Zaluda knights often covered their entire bodies with thick metal armor, but today all of the knights wore light armor that was skinned like mercenaries.

Without the design of swords and shields, the crest of the kingdom of Zaluda sewn into their capes, there would be no man to recognize as a knight.

The weapon also only wields a long sword around his waist.

No spear, no replacement weapon.

Later, portable water and a cloth bag with a little dried meat as a preserved meal are just bracketed in the saddle.

Gear close to recklessness through the adjective light outfit.

Even though we were going to replenish it in a city dotted with streets, it's not surprising what's happening on Earth.

In fact, if it's the usual Ryo Ozai True, you'll never embark on a journey with this kind of equipment.

It was a close action to beating because we decided that now was the time to bet the battle.

(Those two would certainly earn days, but the number of soldiers is too different from that of the Altomere Empire. I guess it's around ten days when you can think of the local interest... even if the conversation is well rounded up, there's a chance you won't make it to the showdown)

A face of Rione and Joshua floated behind Ryo True's brain.

As my own belly, I place absolute trust in Rione's ability to command.

On top of that, although I could only take a short face-to-face time, Ryo Trun had the same smell for Joshua as he had for himself.

I'm not worried about anything against the ability of the two of us.

However, there are limits to surprise warfare methods as well as to turning down the transport of supplies and reducing the speed of marching.

(Later, just pray that the queen of Ernesgoola is a cutter as rumored...)

There is a chance, but not an absolute one.

Ryo Jin, biting his lips hard, glanced at the flag of the kingdom of Ernesugula, which flies forward.

"I was talking about your lord being your lord Shiba or a messenger from the Kingdom of Zaluda... you are a very young man. At that young age, carrying the fate of a nation is a medium amount of weaponry."

A man in his late thirties or so stood in a room guided by Liang Zhen and Ausan Gried with a grinning smile.

In spite of his sudden visit, the discomfort is not dusty on his face either.

As if, seeing the look on his face just saying it was on schedule, Ryo Jin nodded in his heart alone.

(After all, were you reading this move... well, we have to talk about it)

It should be seen that Ernesgoura's people were watching or gathering information on Ryo Jinta at the time he was brought to this room of the castle without any major identification, just by name at the castle gate.

No matter how many Zaluda royal crests were stitched on the cape, there is no certainty that they can be forged at all...

"This is rude. It's polite to name first...... my name is Arnold Grisson. He is in the position of general in the kingdom of Ernesgoola. And he's also the chief commander on the eastern side."

Skinny, blue-white-faced man.

Doesn't look very healthy.

Are you a hard worker, or would you still be young? Blonde hair divided between left and right around the middle is mixed with white, by the way.

An appearance that doesn't really look like a samurai, wearing silver-edged glasses.

It is much more convincing to be said even with a merchant or scholar.

"I am truly sorry for the sudden visit. Dear Grisson, I would like to ask you to forgive me for everything, because of Setouchi, the imminent survival of the Kingdom of Zaluda. My name is Ryo Shiba. This is Lord Ausan Gried, head of the SS Knights of the Kingdom of Zaluda."

General Grisson's eyes narrow to a bright true attitude that carefully folds his hips and lowers his head.

Recommending the chair to both of them. When he lowered his back himself, General Grisson opened his mouth gently, staring at Ryo True's face.

"Ho... you're young but you've been courteous. I didn't know you were a former civilian, but you have a waist on the board."

I don't feel like I'm bored.

No, one way or another, it even looks favorable to Ryo Trun.

(I mean it... hey. Well, you should be optimistic and not think about it)

It is also possible that we have only the distinction of hiding our hearts and not openly pointing ridicule or contempt at us like the Zaluda nobles.

Either way, for Liang Zhen, who is going to have to engage in serious negotiations, there was no way to relax.

"Sorry, it's a waste of time, so let me get to the point"

Liang Zhen cuts out to go straight in order to take the lead in the story.

"It would be good. I'm not that free either."

General Grisson urges you to come on in and talk.

"The story is simple. I'd like your help with the Kingdom of Zaluda."

To Ryo Tru's words, General Grisson cleverly raises one eyebrow and brings up a look of surprise.

"Help to the Kingdom of Zaluda…"

Ryo Jin nods silently at General Grisson's grunt.

"Well, certainly, under this circumstance, there's no way a messenger can come from the Kingdom of Zaluda on any other business, but he's a little persistent"

"Now?

General Grisson smiled calmly at Liang Zhen's inquiry.

"It's been over a year since we occupied this Memphis. Until now, we have seen more messengers than ever before, but we have not helped the Kingdom of Zaluda. I'm sure you can fully understand our policy from there, right?

"No matter, I know. As the kingdom of Ernesgoola, it would be more convenient to let the Ortomean Empire occupy all of Zaluda once. Is that what this is all about?

General Grisson hoisted his lips up and laughed at Liang Zhen's words.

That's a dark grin, unparalleled by the ever humane look on your face.

"I see you know this thoughts... Hmm, you've only made younger on boulders and gone from civilian to aristocratic... you have a big picture of the situation. Exactly. We do not want the Kingdom of Zaluda to survive. The conditions you can get out of Zaluda's side in the present situation would be about the transfer of territory, but it's not very compatible with that... To fully cross spears with the Altomere Empire..."

Indeed, General Grisson's words are correct.

For the kingdom of Ernesgoola, there is nowhere else to be found, such as why we must help the kingdom of Zaluda until we cross spears with the Ortomean Empire.

It is easier as an Ernesgura to aim for reoccupation in the name of liberating the entire kingdom of Zaluda from its dominion once it has been occupied by the Altomere Empire than to survive the kingdom of Zaluda halfway under conditions such as the transfer of territory.

Of course, timing is important.

Before the Occupy rule of Ortomea is on track, it will only work while dissatisfaction and hatred for the Ortomea Empire remain among the Zaluda people.

That's why Ernesgoola didn't show any movement for nearly a year while still occupying Memphis, the border city.

However, Liang Zhen had also read through that General Grisson had not told him all about the strategy.

"Of course."

The look on General Grisson's face changed when he saw Ryo Jin nodded at his words without any hesitation.

It is suspicion and perplexity that comes to mind in those eyes.

Ryo True's attitude and words are inconsistent and inconsistent.

At least, that sounded like it to General Grisson's ears.

"It's a funny story... you apparently read through it beforehand... but we also understand that we are not sending reinforcements to the Kingdom of Zaluda. So, what the hell are you doing here?

It was also natural for General Grisson to wonder.

"No matter what, I need your help."

Hearing the bright and true words uttered for nothing, the colour of contempt and mockery first appeared on General Grisson's face.

"Apparently you've come a long way to make fun of me… it was quite a pleasant story, but it must be a waste of more time"

All the talk was that this was the end, and General Grisson lifted his hips out of the chair.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Reed screamed unexpectedly as he watched what was going on behind Ryo Trun.

I had heard some talk beforehand, but the negotiations themselves had been left to Liangzhen.

Grid himself understands that he is unsuitable for these negotiations.

That's why I've been sitting back in my chair and keeping my silence.

But negotiations are on the verge of breaking down.

It was also natural for Gried to speak what he thought.

"What more do you want me to ask? Isn't this any different from the messengers sent by your country over the past year?"

General Grisson's words as if throwing up.

A voice caged in the shadow that cuts your opponent cold as ice.

Before that cold rage, the Grid cannot continue to speak.

But looking at General Grisson's anger, I didn't see any shade in Ryo's true expression.

"The farce is over... Shall I wish you home"

General Grisson's blade-like gaze pierces Bright True's face.

Absolute orders.

Even on the appearance unseen by the samurai, a general is entrusted with the strategy of the eastern side by the great power Ernesgura.

In a concurrent human being, we have no choice but to obey the word.

But there's no difference in Ryo's true expression.

(This is the battlefield...)

Liang Zhen breathed heavily and calmed his mind, cutting the best trump card he could hold now.

"I would now like to speak directly with Her Majesty Grindiena, Queen of the Kingdom of Ernesgura"