Dungeon Defense

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“Deliver the key to the city of Genoa to the saint. ”

“The key to the city, I got it for sure. ”

Continental power, September 1512.

Sancti Jacqueline Longgwi traveled to Genoa and organised a meal. Genoa officially passed from the Habsburg Empire to the Battle of Athena. The citizens of Genoa who were watching this scene exclaimed, "Long live the people!"

“Hail! Hail, Holy Mother! ”

“Glory to Lady Athena! ”

I almost became a slave thanks to the saint. Maybe they'll say that the Longgwi Lady will grind a table and make melon juice. "If she is, she can do it! 'I'll scream. The saint smiles brightly and waves her hands around her. Long live the sound of the outcry. You know politics.

After the reclamation, we moved into the administration room of the palace. Only me, the saint and Daisy, and only three people entered the room.

“What's that ridiculous event again? If you're ready for something like that, you have to say you're ready. ”

As soon as she entered the office, she changed her face 180 degrees, as if the smile she had just made was a lie. Melon juice was the face that chewed the cockroaches, rather than the cockroaches. A woman's transformation is innocent, but isn't it okay to make an exception for a saint? Your Honor, she's a witch.

“So, where no one sees it, you make a contract, stamp it, and you finish it? This is for the purpose of showing the citizens of the early days. Well, I did a good job of unprepared. ”

“I thought I'd only been here for a full full day, but I got a cold speech! Palace White, you're a mess to deal with people! ”

I don't know why I'm angry. I wrote you a speech. Thanks to a moving speech, the hearts of the citizens of Genoa remained in the clutches of the holy woman. Rather, I wanted to hear him say thank you.

“Yes, yes. ”

“When you talk to people, don't answer them like you mean it! Don't shrug! Don't laugh at me! Do you know how much you piss off your opponent with that gesture!? ”

“I'm good in front of other people, not the saint. It's a special treatment.You can be happy about it. ”

“I wish I'd died right now...! ”

Twenty-eight years old was Saint Jacqueline Longgwi, who was selling her outfits harder than anyone else in the world for peace on a self-proclaimed targeting continent and tribe.

I turned my gaze and looked at Daisy. Daisy was dressed in her maid clothes as neatly as ever.

“Daisy.”

“Yes, Father. ”

“I heard from the saint. It was a huge help recruiting mercenaries. At least one person's share is grown up enough to make it work. ”

I put my hands on Daisy's head and gently patted her.

“Good work.”

“ ……. ”

“For the time being, let us attend to the Holy Mother. I'm on the move with the military secretary. There's nothing good about you showing up. ”

“Yes, I understand…… Father. ”

Laura and Daisy were the peacekeepers. Surprisingly, the victim Daisy seems to think nothing of Laura, but Laura doesn't hide her discomfort every time she sees her. I didn't want to leave the two of them in the same space as possible.

I turned my gaze back.

“Here. Let's discuss our future operations. ”

“… huh? Oh, yeah. ”

For some reason, the saint looks a little dazed over here. I frowned. What was that stupid look on his face? As she narrowed her eyes, she said.

“Surprisingly...... you're sweet to my daughter? ”

“Phew!”

A smile popped out of my mouth as I spoke unexpectedly.

“Sweet? I told Daisy? You joke too much, Lady Longgwi. ”

“I was a little bit of a clumsy father and a good daughter a while ago. There's nothing to be ashamed of. ”

The saint smiled proudly at what he had firmly mistaken. He looked like a kitten. I know what you look like, I know what you look like. As with kittens, the Lady Longgwi was also significantly less intelligent.

“I wondered why Miss Daisy worked so hard when she was young, but there was a reason. Miss Daisy, is the Dantalian palace white a kind father? ”

The saint bends at her waist, staggering to match Daisy's eye level. I treated him like a child. You know, the second thing Daisy hated in the world was being treated like a kid.

“Yes, my father is always very kind. ”

“Oh, my God. Do you think the palace white people will say that demons don't exist in this world? They scatter all kinds of diseases and curses in the family... ”

“He tortures me all night every time I go wrong, but he's kind enough. ”

The Long Gwi girl stopped smiling as she smiled.

“Yes?”

“The most recent torture was four months ago. I ignored the interests of a village that was only there to orchestrate the conflict among the villages of Curtos territory. I filed the wrong document. That day, from early evening until morning, I had to sit on a triangle horse and wash my whole body with candlesticks. ”

Oh, I couldn't stop Daisy either. In fact, I didn't want to stop him. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the saint insulted Daisy. Then there's a price.

“Huh...? Yes...? ”

The saint looked at me. Is this for real? The eyes of the saint were embarrassed and asked, "Are you kidding me?" I shrugged.

“Daisy wrote three wrong letters and nearly 750 villagers were harmed. There is no tolerance for mistakes made by people who will be responsible for countless lives. It's a fair punishment, and it's actually a mild punishment. ”

“ ……. ”

Daisy continues to speak while the girl's gaze is muted.

“Half a year ago, on March 16th, I made the mistake of torturing the suspect. I had to cut out the liver, and I cut out the lungs. Until the lungs regenerated, the unsub only had to spit out the exhausted sound, which almost ruined the interrogation. ”

“Torture? ”

“Yes, that day, you put hundreds of times more sensory-boosting drugs in it, and then you hung me on a wall that was very unlikely for me. It was a very windy place. Whenever the wind touched my skin, I had to feel the pain of death. ”

I frowned. There was something seriously wrong with what Daisy just said. I felt the need to fix the error.

“Stupid. It's March 17th. ”

“No, 16 days is for sure. ”

We both looked at each other.

“The day you tortured Balefore? March 17th is right. ”

“Since your father was assaulted on March 15th and started torture that day, it's the 15th, the 16th, the 16th. The 15th didn't reveal anything, and the 17th did. You can remember that much, right? ”

I patted his chin.

“…… Hmm. Looks like 16 days is right. ”

“Look, your memory is too bad. ”

Chuckles, daisy snorts.

“I sometimes suspect senile dementia. Are you sure I don't have to wait in the bathroom? ”

“Quiet. You have an unusually good memory. I'm not going anywhere either. ”

While we were fiercely engaged in neurological warfare, the Longgwi Lady was staring at us with her soul escaping. The saint carefully opened her mouth.

“Hey. You two are... adopted and adopted, right? ”

“Yes.”

“Yes, Lady Longgwi. ”

The holy woman put her hand on her forehead.

“Do you care about each other... or do you hate each other...? ”

“I hate it.”

“I hate it.”

“ ……? ……? ”

She was as difficult as an 18th-century mathematician who faced Fermat's final theorem.

“So, you don't care about each other or anything? ”

“No.”

“That's a little different. ”

If anyone so much as scratches Daisy, I'll tear her up, stab her in the anus, and cut her into four pieces at the Namdaemun Gate. This was no joke. The last time it was Laura, it was just a whip.

“The Lady Longgwi, perhaps. Do you think a person must like someone in order to care for them? ”

“Of course, isn't it...? ”

It was a pathetic answer.

I shook my head. By your side, you hear Daisy snoring.

“This is why you can't just grow up in a temple without knowing the world's secrets. Do you think that human relationships and psychology are cut to pieces and cut to pieces? Oh, my God. There's a saying," Rather hostile than warm friendship, "but perhaps the Lady Longgwi won't understand it for the rest of her life. It's hard to understand why you live with your head on your neck so heavily. ”

“I'm telling you, I don't know what I've learned and lived to be 30 years old with such a pretty face. ”

“ …………. ”

I and Daisy seem to have stopped thinking about Sancti Longgwi in a soft punch.

After a long time, the expression on the face of the saint returned. I felt very determined.

“I'm sorry, Your Highness. ”

“Speak.”

“Put my dedicated servant on the phone right now. ”

That night, I tried desperately to timeline Laura and Daisy so they wouldn't overlap.

* * *

After the miserable death of the Grand Duke of Florence, the kingdom of Sardinia has come out very passively.

The Imperial Army never attempted to face us in the rotation. Instead, we aimed thoroughly at our supply lines, allowing us to bite at any time if we showed weakness. It was a typical Earth War.

According to the rumors, this Earth War was strongly argued by President Elizabeth. "Suicide in the face of the current Empire Army." In addition to the Duke of Milan, who was still claiming Earth War, the Royal Army of Sardinia shrunk like a hedgehog.

Thanks to this, our army plundered and roamed the kingdom at will.

“Burn the thugs. ”

Whether the militia are trapped in the fortress and set up a space defense or not, they cannot drag their homes and property into the fortress. We must have taken anything that could make any money. Something so big it couldn't take, it burned.

Areas that were not fortified, such as areas that were not particularly strategically important and that were less developed, really tasted hell. There was an unmistakable bloodlust. Elizabeth's strategy forced her to sacrifice in all the rest of the provinces except for cities like Altoran.

Elizabeth's strategy was efficient but at the same time costly. Those peasants who were sacrificed, representatives of the peasants there, blamed the Royal Army harshly. In the end, Elizabeth had no choice but to lead the army.

This is where the problem happened.

Elizabeth has held us back with 20,000 troops. It was a deterrent, not an attack. It was a small threat shot that prevented us from looting freely.

At this point, our forces were badly surrounded by Elizabeth. It would have been a great opportunity for Elizabeth.

However.

“Victim is nothing, Duke! ”

Somehow Elizabeth allowed our division to escape. Maybe Elizabeth said she missed it by mistake.

The Sardinians are furious with this pathetic operation.