Wortenia Senki (WN)

"Does Ogami mean that things went according to His Majesty's expectations..."

Grisson sighed loudly as he wiped the cloudy glasses off with his handkerchief.

What floats in his chest is his fear that the Lord's anticipation has come to pass... or his fear of the appearance of a man whom he may shoulder with the Lord?

"Oh, Arnold, if you sigh, you say happiness escapes, right?

Grindiena teases Grisson with pleasure as she sleeps sluggishly on the couch in the room where Ryo Jan and the others left.

The best craftsmen have wrinkles on their tailored dresses, but Grindiena doesn't seem to care at all.

Another deep sigh leaked out of Grisson's mouth at the ill behaved like a toddler.

My beloved Lord, who shows extraordinary talent in conspiracy, in politics, in festivals, and in battle.

(Now, if only this childlike sexuality could be fixed... well, isn't there a perfect person...)

Grindiena's behavior is a headache, but there are parts of her that do feel lovely.

That she is human...

"Just kidding. I've come to serve His Majesty, and now I have no happiness left."

"Ugh, didn't I say something weird right now?

To Grisson's answer, Grindiena tilted her neck.

I feel like I've been spat with something exactly the opposite of what I expected.

"Really? I don't know what His Majesty thought, but I swear to God, all I'm saying is the truth, right?

It is a difficult statement to say that he is passing through your throne's share, but Grindiena just laughed bitterly and doesn't want to blame Grisson any more.

Four generals in the great Ernesgoura.

Among other things, Grisson is one of the sides that Grindiena has served since she seized the throne from her father, the Predecessor.

Never show it in public, but there is a definite bond between them that crosses the separation of your princes.

"Well, that's good... so the military is ready to move whenever you want, huh?

"Whatever. I've already ordered my deputy to leave a defensive force in Memphis so we can move the rest of the army."

The preparations for the war themselves are already over.

The eight knights, led by Arnold Grisson, are waiting for the war's wolf smoke as the bow is squeezed.

All we have to do is decide where we're going to attack.

"The question is how do we attack... if we can, we don't want to use Zaluda as a battlefield."

Separately, I am not interested in the devastation of the Kingdom of Zaluda or anything else for Grisson, but I would like to avoid fighting in the territory of the Kingdom of Zaluda.

It is difficult to move large armies in mountainous areas.

The path that leads to stitching mountains is thin and winding, blocked from sight by depressed and lush forests.

Commanding a large army in such a land can be considered a daunting undertaking. If you do poorly, the high number of soldiers can, in turn, interfere with the movement of the army and pull your legs.

If the two armies are to join forces in a massive battle of over 100,000, it is better to bump into each other in places where there is as little obstruction to sight as possible, such as the plains.

"Though we have some information from a secret detective, it doesn't mean we have a detailed land survey... well, let's hear your kiwi's opinion at tomorrow's military conference before we decide. Maybe because there's got to be a stomach proposal."

"Probably so... you say this writ and you sound like a man who can't be insulted..."

Grisson's eyes gaze at Grindiena's face.

"The question is whether or not to avenge us... how does His Majesty come to see the man?

But when he saw Grindiena smiling with pleasure, Grisson shook his head sighing.

We can be on our side, but if we turn to our enemies, we'll be in trouble.

As Grindiena will understand, there is no dust or anxiety on her face.

"You don't have to worry about that, Arnold. As long as the Coalition of Four Nations continues, Ryo Michizawa will never strip Ernesgura of his fangs... because he knows exactly how important the economy is and the profits that go up from it"

Grisson's concerns laughed as he turned to the letter and map thrown on the table, and Grindiena picked up one candy ball and threw it into her mouth.

Roselia, Mist, and Zaluda of the country concerned. The writings from the kings of the three kingdoms are never a good thing to leave lightly on the table.

(Not at all... What is the appearance of my Lord, who takes the alias of the northern female fox...)

Grisson pinched a cage with candy on the tabletop by the side and spread the script, only to put in the admonition that had stuck him up to his throat.

"But that's what you thought of a good hand inside. With the formation of the Union, the trade pact is intertwined… so that all four countries can gain"

"If you try Zaluda, you will gain reinforcements just by putting up with the fact that our country will formally stand up as an ally. If we can maintain the next most important part of our lives at this price, we'll jump."

Grisson nodded silently at Grindiena's words.

"Roselia, who exhausted her country due to civil unrest, should originally be passive against this battle. That would be all we would be happy to see if our country's war would end sooner by joining us... and now that we're trying to restore our national power, this coalition that can put our country behind us will be a ship on the way."

"Yes, and our country and Mist enliven the deal and strengthen the economy. A brilliant measure that no one loses... in appearance."

Yes, no one loses money.

No, it's a brilliant measure for everyone to gain.

But the two of you completely discern Ryo's true intentions hidden behind them.

"He's doing really well… he's the one who owns the Waltenia Peninsula, while all four countries are making the most of it."

Grindiena's eyes gleamed demonically, staring at the Waltenia peninsula depicted on the map.

The biggest problem with the northbound route is the presence of the Waltenian Peninsula, both magical and secret.

A troublesome place where fierce monsters roam and pirates take root.

But his land will be exactly like a mountain of treasure once this coalition of four nations is formed.

Among the letters sent this time, in addition to those relating to defence, are clauses relating to transactions.

Harmonisation of tariff rates, in particular, should significantly increase imports and exports.

This mainly generates huge profits for Ernesgoura and Misto, which have ports of trade with other continents, but it is also never a loss for both Roselia and Zaluda.

Because the revitalization of commerce leads directly to tax revenue.

All four countries will invest in commerce.

In that case, the volume of supplies transported increases at an accelerating rate.

Land alone would not satisfy demand, and merchants would soon consider transporting by sea.

"Transport of supplies can be carried by sea more massively faster than using land. Now that the pirates have been wiped out of the Waltenia Peninsula, the route north will inevitably be reviewed, and the city of the Peninsula will flourish as a relay point for the deal."

The Waltenia Peninsula will not only be used as a port of supply for ships, but also as a port of discharge to and from within Roselia.

Unless we implement a policy that is excessively stupid, prosperity is promised.

"You have a clear personality. Careful and bold. Plus, vigilance to make your strengths look as small as possible and not to be alarmed. Huh, scary man... especially where you stand around well to avoid dissatisfaction from around you while ensuring your best interests... Well, there are aspects to it that he can't help with the power he's got right now."

As long as the money you get is huge, people try to monopolize it.

But then I buy jealousy.

Regardless, if you can monopolize it, you will, but you still don't have enough power to monopolize your interests to him right now.

Ryo Shiba is telling the truth about it.

"You deviated a little from His Majesty's thoughts. We were supposed to isolate them from the surroundings..."

"Well. I didn't think he'd cut that far. You look a little too sweet."

Waking up her lying body, Grindiena carries a teacup placed on the table under her mouth.

Grindiena has long been paying attention to the geopolitical value of the Waltenia Peninsula.

At any rate, if we do something about his land, we can establish a route from the kingdom of Mist to the kingdom of Ernesgoola.

For Grindiena, who knows the value of something called commerce, the political policy of the Kingdom of Roselia, which has left his land unattended for many years, was a question of sanity.

"Well, that's good. Something I'm not particularly dissatisfied with."

"But are you sure? Depending on the negotiation, it's possible to give up his land."

Grindiena hoists her lips and laughs at Grisson's words.

"Nothing. I'm not going to stick to direct control of the Waltenia Peninsula. If Liangzhen Gozai can properly govern that demonic realm and reward me..."

The grin was filled with lusciousness and majesty just enough to be rumored to be the northern female fox.

The most important thing for Grindiena is that the trading network has expanded as a result of the establishment of this coalition of four countries.

That would ensure that Ernesgoura would be richer than it is now.

Although territorial expansion is certainly important, Grindiena understands that too vast a territory will also be a shackle of governance.

If you spread the territory poorly and become a hotbed of rebellion, you won't even be able to see...

"Hey, you were a scary person as rumored... boulder, is it just called a northern female fox? It's not comparable to Lupis or anything. It's a monster, huh? That's it."

Liang Zhen sighed deeply in one of the rooms of the Inn he took under the castle after his sighting with Grindiena, sighing a glass placed on the table.

Is it fear of the northern female fox that creeps like a shadow in its face...

Brew, a malt liquor cooled by Laura's spell, heals Ryo's true flaming heart.

"But didn't the talks themselves end well?

Laura smiles gently as she works Liang Zhen as she tilts the liquor bottle in her hand into the glass, which is placed as if tapping it on the table.

When did they buy it all off, the Malfist sisters' outfits had changed from thin, dirty travel clothes to snug town daughter style outfits.

It's the kind of clothing that is woven everywhere with hemp, but it's easy to move around and it's quite a gorgeous design.

And slightly fragrant from its body is the scent of a rose.

Perhaps we were buying fragrance oil together when we switched clothes in the castle town of Memphis.

"That's right. Captain Gried was in a good mood, wasn't he?

"Well... na"

Ryo Jin took another breath of the glass, grinning bitterly at the innocent Sarah's smile.

"Can I help you?

"Oh, I thought you might have done a little too much..."

It's Grindiena's eyes that she showed when she broke up that binds Ryo True's heart.

It's the eye of a carnivore after his prey.

I don't think I did the wrong thing, but I also think there might have been more I could have done.

"I should have hidden some more fangs..."

You might as well have chosen and manipulated the right person from among the Zaluda nobles, not moving directly yourself.

(Well, then I made my own move because I thought they might look over there...)

If Liang Zhen is thorough on the back, Grindiena will be distrustful of Zaluda's sudden response.

The lack of time until the showdown with Ortomere also drove Ryojin's decision back.

"But if you take any more time, Mr. Rione and the others may not have it. After all, wasn't this the best?

"Well... na"

Ryo Trun can only nod at Laura's words.

Being alert to Grindiena is painful, but you can still worry about it later.

The important thing is to help Rio and the others prevent Ortomere's onslaught on the front lines.

"Your sister is right. If it's on schedule, we should be confronting Ortomere around the Ushas Basin by now. Even though the three countries of Zaluda, Mist and Roselia have put together, it will be about half a month before we can prevent the attack of Ortomere"

Ryo Jin stares at the universe in Sarah's words.

(Time, time, time...... other than my thoughts. Ernesgoura and I got the conversation together, but I figured it was pretty critical...... damn, just in time......)

Turn the game upside down by the time it was overwhelming.

I have to hit a beat somewhere.

No, that doesn't mean we have to beat one beating either.

"Well, it doesn't even begin to make a mess here and now. I just have to believe that Mr. Rione and Joshua will do a good job... and hold out until we drop Fort Notice."

Two faces appeared on the far south battlefield behind Liang Zhen's brain.