Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

I cannot say that the kingdom of Kaisel is strong in flattery.

On the contrary, I could even say I was weak.

That's why there was no such thing as being caught in a war until it became a turmoil and the three great powers allowed themselves to benefit from the breadth.

Originally, no fertile earth - or quality ore can be taken.

No specialties of any kind, because it was a country.

Even small countries that are not enough to take that are now craving more power in the southern continent of Altras.

I can't help but feel angry about that.

Originally, it's a country that has been trying to stay out of the war with diplomacy.

I don't have the strength to fight.

But... there was nothing I could do to protect the people.

The truth is my father wouldn't have wanted to do it either, such as conscript.

Still, we can't protect the people if we don't.

The people understand that, so they become soldiers and help us.

-Concon.

"...... eh"

I wake up to the sound of knocking on the office door.

"Get in."

"Ha!"

Coming into the office was Alfest, which my father put on, arguably my right arm.

Flesh forged out by blue eyes on short cut blonde hair.

Everywhere I look, it just looks like I said a soldier, but I'm surprised because he says he's still a civilian who can do his internal affairs work.

"What's wrong with you?

"Yes, apparently in town, but we are running out of food..."

"As usual, please."

"Okay. Then we'll deal with it in the direction of feeding the army."

"Nice to meet you"

After Alfest leaves the office, I scratch my head and fight the paperwork.

"First, we need to ask your father for food supplies and other assistance."

It was past noon when he desperately gathered the paperwork and sent the king's capital, Luzenia, to turn to the soldiers of the edict.

I get up with a tired body and leave the office.

Walking in the Governor's Office for a while, I saw a crowd in front of the Governor.

"Is Alfest distributing military food?

I'm going to see how the food is distributed to the civilian population.

When I get out of the Governor's office, some good smell irritates my nostrils.

"I see, cooked out"

I turned my gaze to those who thought it was unusual for the Knights to cook out.

"That's..."

It wasn't the Knights who came into my sight.

She also looks like just a village daughter.

The daughter distributes it to the civilian population when she finishes making juice in a large pot.

"Where is all that food..."

For a moment, a merchant? I thought so, but I don't look like a merchant from the stand-up.

Standing and behaving differently from the civilian population.

"The one there! I'm not allowed to cook here!

It was I who led the people who broke the line of civilians and showed up.

Discipline is life for the Knights.

More than getting reports of insufficient food, without permission - and he couldn't overlook cooking it out in front of the governor's office.

"I'm sorry. I never thought I needed permission to cook..."

"Remove it immediately!

A painful gaze from the civilian population on the word goes to the Knights -, a gaze as if to plead is directed at the woman.

"I'm sorry. - But you're hungry, so why not? -"

"Han! Give one person permission, one after the other..."

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

Any more will buy the disgust of the inhabitants of this town.

"- What the hell!? This is Prince Wang!

"I am impressed to see the faithful response to military affairs. It would just be a waste of the dishes you've made? So, aren't we going to give permission here on an exceptional basis?

"Ha!"

After I told my feared men -, helping me cook them out -,

"I'm sorry about that. The soldiers were tired, too. I need your forgiveness."

"No. I'm the one..."

She has two smaller heads than I do.

However, those eyes were straightly enclosed with light and I could feel a strong will.

I say naturally - "I say Caizardo de Caizel. I want you to tell me your name," he said spinning words unconsciously.

"I say Yurica"

When she answered that, she went back to the cookout.