Wortenia Senki (WN)

A sky without clouds. The soft sunlight wraps the earth, and the gentle breeze that occasionally blows through makes people's hearts feel refreshed. Wonderful morning like so many times in such a year.

If it were, it would be a day when everyone would thank each other raw and sing about their lives.

But, very unfortunately, the world is not equal. Even though the grace of heaven encompasses people equally...

And those unfortunate people were hissing at the fortified city of Ipilos.

A group on horses in carefully polished pure white armor slowly advances down the cobbled boulevard.

What can be directed at them like that is an indescribably cloudy gaze mixed with negative emotions in the name of giving up and dissatisfaction and fierce anger.

It's like a slave sees a terrible master. Such eyes pour from all over it.

"That's terrible... is everything else like this?

Roberto turned his gaze to one of the knights on the side, smiling at the indescribable odor mixed with filth and sweat. The voice is unthinkably powerless from his usual.

"No...... unfortunately, this street is still a good one. Because there are relatively more patrols on and around the boulevard to maintain security. You can't do that on the back road near the castle wall. Not to mention outside the gate..."

Yes, the knight is alert to his surroundings, answering Roberto's question with a sigh.

That's attitude as if this is an enemy land. In fact, I guess he hasn't gotten much sleep in the last few days either.

There was a neighborhood around my eyes.

(It's a headache... just to maintain security. This naturally affects the battle...)

This battle will protect this Ipilos by the Salzberg Count family, and if your children's army pulls up, it can be said to be a win.

It would be more overwhelmingly advantageous on the defensive side if it were, but unfortunately, this time it seems to be the same on its own as before.

Yes, it all changed depending on a group that showed up on the outskirts of Ipilos about two weeks ago.

All of a sudden, a fierce rage echoed down the street.

Apparently there has been another rumbling between the residents and the refugees.

Roberto gives orders to the knights behind him silently.

(This guy should really talk to Signis about how we shake ourselves...)

Originally, Roberto, who could not say that he was so willing to ride this battle, looked up at the Castle of the Count, which stood behind him with a deep sigh.

"So Count. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to head inside Ipyros just for my people as soon as possible. It's too miserable to leave it outside the South Gate like this. Doesn't that seem so?

With that said, Viscount Baenna slaps the desk vigorously with both hands.

It's a pretty disrespectful attitude, if it's supposed to be, because it's a step below the Count as a title.

But I guess he's desperate, too.

He ignores courtesy and dyes his face bright red with anger and haste.

To such a Viscount's attitude, Count Salzberg shook his head sideways with several sighs today.

"I do think it's miserable, and Viscount Baenna's feelings are painfully understandable. But, Viscount. In fact, it is true that although the problem is how much Ipilos is the largest city in northern Roselia, there are limits. Not to mention now in the midst of a battle with Baron Goshiba's army. There's no way they can be caught off guard just because they haven't seen a move in the last ten days. Now I want to keep some food warm."

"It certainly makes sense what the Count says. But you can't starve the people like this. As a lord, then, I have no face. I would like to ask the Count to consider our loyalty for many years."

The eyes of the Viscount, staring at the Count, dwell on the peculiar madness of a cornered man.

They pinched their desks and continued to hang in silence.

"Okay. That's it for today… I hope you don't mind."

In the end, it was Viscount Baenna who distracted him first.

I guess he decided it was dangerous to push him any harder on the boulder.

Deeply bowing his head as if apologizing for his own disrespect, Viscount Baenna slowly left the room.

"You fool... what is it for the people? I don't know what you're thinking. Did you think it was me?

Truth and the true nature of Viscount Baenna hidden behind it.

Both of which seemed clear, the Earl of Salzberg deposits his body deep behind his chair after a deep sigh.

And slowly rang the calling bell placed on the desk.

"Call the two Signis and Roberto. ASAP."

When sharply ordered by the maid, who appeared from an open door without sound, the Earl of Salzberg quietly closes his eyes.

Seeking a means to cut through a war situation that began to be chaotic.