Fly the Flag of Fire!

The lights are making jizzy noises and burning. Lauri was rubbing her tired hands on her paperwork as she tasted the sound in her ear, no matter what. Comfortable with my back hitting a good spot on my back.

Second, I took the newspaper I left alone in the side scroll cage. Unstring and stretch the parchment round up and down. Much reported is a horse thief crusade by the Hackinen Guards. The brush seems to be dancing a lot more than usual because there were reinforcements from the leadership as well. That means censorship is loose.

"'Baron Hackinen's Intelligence and Bravery' or... Hmm... hey, there's also a name for Lieutenant Arnell this time. I don't know what they both look like... Sergeant Yarucco and Oiva... well, yeah, so you know who I am"

It is Lauri who leaks couscous and laughter. For the regions. For the cities. There was something enthusiastic about the way Baron Daniel Hackinen was featured in newspapers. He was originally a popular person with his family name and appearance. He has lived in the mansion for a long time, but with the establishment of the escort corps, he has shown wide public activity. It was also natural for people to expect more.

And it becomes a chase for him...... Lauri narrowed her eyes and handled her beard. What is remembered is the dawn in that narrow conference room in the middle of the night, just after the horse thief crusade. When does persuasion to Marco turn into a strange oath, which Marco said to Daniel, who took the oath after Lauri.

"Return to the social circle of Wang Du and approach the“ warring faction ”. We also need to gain military confidence. Remember the name you will now say. I'm sure it will help you."

It was mainly in the names of the generals who would pack on the front line, and if asked, they sent a letter at the time of the visit to the territorial capital, which was an opportunity for the convoy to be launched. What a comforting story, though I don't know how I knew those people and how they could have continued their friendship ever since. Lauri thought of an investigation into the dark salt in the territory of the Earls of Salmant and Peterius. Was that why the information was gathered in detail?

The mention of the warring factions also surprised the executives, but only one, for Lauri, was to get into my ears sooo much. Sooner or later there will be another war… that is what Marco assumes to be the great premise in all things, and Lauri was told along with the front-line singing.

Since the “Holy Flame Festival”, the Kingdom of Asaria and the Eberian Empire have only stared at each other across the plains of disaster and no battle has occurred. Because a truce has been reached. However, in view of the quantity of munitions transported to the front line, it is clear that the military is not intended to maintain the status quo.

It is the warring nobles who seem to be driving the move. Speaking of the centre of power of the Kingdom of Asuria, it is the King and the Six Horsemen, but other nobles also have a great say by creating factions. Rauli doesn't know much about it, but the faction centers around First Princess Eleonora, known for her sad love with the brave, is the biggest of the warring factions.

"It's a war... it's a wind, it's"

It is Lauri, who felt the letter he was watching move like a creature. The lighting is swinging. I guess the oil is bad because there is no wind. I saw how it was, and it was simply running out of fuel. Before it disappears, it is added to the oil. The instantly stable fire illuminated the room stronger and wider than earlier.

Lauri thought of Marco and the inside of the horse thief.

How many days have passed since one and a hundred people travelled north? The disguised method of letting prisoners escape is known as "disposed of because those who cannot withstand the transfer to the territorial capital due to injuries", and the method of execution is to "carry the body by means of a cargo plate for hygienic reasons". One Marco just needs to get out of town.

The hundreds chosen by the prisoners themselves, it was already a hundred that could only be described as brilliant. When Lauri remembers their presence, she still has something coming to her chest.

Hundreds from more than two hundred...... I mean, each one stood on the spot at the expense of one of them. It's not like there was a break-up. It is the representative they have chosen as the outcome of their discussions. Someone entrusted something to someone and branched each fate that was there with them. Hundreds looked like something over a hundred sooner.

Lauri doesn't consider Marco, who made him do it, horrible. Because it is more impossible than ever to free all the prisoners. Their numbers remain the fruit of the convoy, and it is within the grasp of the leadership. The right to judge them belongs to the Lord Count Matthias Herlevy. The horse thief crusade is a part of the Reign itself.

I hear ten of the more than a hundred people left behind and transferred have been publicly executed. It is a show, a ritual to make widely known the authority of the lords and the stability of the territorial government. Those who remain will live the harsh as criminal slaves.

That's politics. It's true that people manage people and people run people.

But Lauri feels wonder. Marco could rather say that he saved a hundred people, but that doesn't seem to be why a hundred people felt thankful for their lives. That horrible speech reminds me. Give me that awesome speech, as if my routine had torn and I could see something outside the interrogation.

Hundreds of them all appeared in Lauri's eyes as a similarity to Beltran.

The presence of Beltran, who devotes Marco to God, shows so much loyalty that he plays Lauri and feels creepy. It's too blind. Perhaps he has been freed from all the logic...... Lauri analyzes it that way and scares it.

(That guy, Marco told me to dress like a woman, and I think I'm going to smile and dress like a woman)

Somewhere near it was the figure of a hundred people following Marco. There was an enthusiasm to serve. Let it not be as good as Beltran, as they also turned away from many of the principles and stared only at Marco, I think Lauri. It was the head of a horse thief named Kuster who had a particularly unmistakable eye. He was there as one of a hundred, more enthusiastic than anyone else. He said he was shot in the shoulder and let go of his horse.

For Marco, they horse thieves will be the limbs to ask for.

There is no other way for those hands and feet to be waved after the next war.

So disconnected in his heart, Lauri let his eyes blink because he kept staring at the light burning. He also shook his neck and fixed his position on the chair. I had seen Marco sitting still looking at the fireplace flames before, but seeing the fire seemed like something talented inside.

(A dragon is something that blows fire through the sky. It's not just the sky landscape that those caught in the scales see)

Lauri thought for the past four years or so. As the head of the Hackinen Guard's clerical style, he now has an unparalleled influence compared to when he was a pedestrian. There is no place out of his reach in the realm, nor is there any logistics that he is not involved in. It's obvious because he's a merchant with force and control of the streets.

And increasing its influence is the task that Lauri was ordered to do by Marco.

There is no change in the policy of reducing the strength of the escort corps, but the branches and accompanying stables everywhere will still remain, and the trust built will not diminish until it is increased. Although some merchants have equal influence in the sense of holding down sales channels, Lauri has only Lauri sales channels that can overwhelm them. It is a sales route to small and medium-sized villages including the border.

At present, the distribution of white transparent training extends to the end of the territory, and moreover, it is a stage of mass selling rather than pot selling. It's spreading as a necessity. It is also the result of the mass-production, divided into grades, but at the same time the result of Lauri's hiring of a large number of pedestrians to form a fine sales channel.

By analogy to the human body, the sales channel that connects the town to the town is like a thick blood vessel. carry many and bring many benefits. Lauri, on the other hand, threw and stretched his personal possessions in a tiny group of blood vessels that spread to the ends of the flesh. One at a time produces only minor profits, but without them he can't keep the whole thing alive. Since there was also freedom to use escort personnel, the impression of a merchant may now be stronger in the villages than that of a mercenary when it comes to hackinen escort. In fact, Lauri's men even have clerks from that Kiko village.

To add, teaching the villages information about the cultivation and cooking of quamps has also increased Lauri's influence. That's what I did with Marco's permission. As for Lauri, it was a suggestion I made without leaving the villages crying over the continuing cold weather, but it can be seen from the seeds and materials that were readily available that Marco was also moving with that intention.

Furthermore, Lauri had also been granted permission to disclose a method for manufacturing white transparent training. It doesn't mean do so, it also means that some secrets may be divulged in order to secure the supply. It means an emphasis on a stable supply at a low price. That would also reinforce Lauri's influence.

(Production and consumption. The whole place is rural and military, right? I can't blow the fire... but still)

Tightening himself up a lot, Lauri started fighting the paperwork again. There are so many tasks he can only do that are cumbersome. It has nothing to do with making big decisions or fighting hard, but if a few pieces of this parchment are gone, the small waves it will cause will grow big and big... eventually it will cause a huge debacle.

I heard a modest knock on the door when I was thirsty for my throat.

"Don't be late."

It was Daniel who came in. Together, we assume the responsibility of escort headquarters in this territorial capital. There is one bottle of wine and two glasses in its hand, which make the visitor's intentions visible.

"I waited until it was over, but I'm talking about Lauri, and I'm starting to feel like it's never going to be over. I got a good drink. Why don't you take a break and hang out for a little while?

I laugh at Daniel for saying that. I can't even hide the color of tiredness in his eyes. This place, which is the turning point of the escort regiment, did not take a busy break from each other's intense duties after those of each other. Every time I look at the other person's face, it is a day of analogy to my fatigue.

So Lauri quickly realized that this invitation wasn't just a consolation to herself either. If they don't rest, they can't rest themselves. It is a laughing laugh laugh laughing rauli. Two grown-ups thought it was clumsy.

"Hey, thank you for inviting me. I was just thirsty."

"That was good. Do you mind if I take the place?

"It's scattered. Oh, I'll see what I can cook."

"Oh, then I have it"

What Daniel took out of his nostrils was a small pot. I think Lauri saw it in the corner of the dining room on the tabletop.

"Salt. I thought we deserved it."

"That makes sense. Our Lord, you may be digging it."

It was Lauri and Daniel, laughing over and sitting at a different table from the concierge. Besides, they honor each other's hard work on their desks and exchange drinks. It was a beautiful drink that seemed to stain my body.

"Um... isn't this actually a hell of a lot of expensive alcohol?

"I guess so. Anyway, it's a gift from the Marquis of Uliharsilla."

It was a lauri that erupted into the contents that were said to be salaried, and the contents of the mouth were thoroughly indulged.

"Yu, Yuriharshira... isn't even the Marquis a leading aristocrat!

"Oh. Celebrate your work in the horse thief crusade, it seems. And I also received an offer to tell your son about his courage. Surely that eldest son over there wasn't the same age as Marco?

Saying it like a public tale, Daniel picked up a piece of salt and put it on the back of his hand. I licked it, tasted it thoroughly in my mouth, and then licked the cup in a bare breeze. A colored man gathers the glances of a hundred flowers at an elegant ball and drinks rough wine. Besides, the liquor is super first-class, so Lauri has to laugh.

"Are you going?

"I'm going to do that. Marquis Uliharsilla himself is heard to be a man of Uchiji, but as a gateway, he belongs to the faction of the First Princess. I think this is a difficult opportunity... would Lauri agree?

It was a sincere question. Understanding everything that means, Lauri answered.

"I agree. You should definitely go, too. I have no doubt that forming friendship with the Marquis Uliharsilla will be a great force for the future of the Baron."

It is Lauri, who snorts vigorously. That is the answer, knowing that it will make a decisive difference to the Hackinen Guards.

"... can you ask for it?

"Of course. Either way, I have Oiva and the sergeant. It's okay."

Leave it to me, Lauri let me slap him on the thin chest. Daniel leaves for the King's Capital and no longer returns to the escort... he seems to be returning, failing his assignment from Marco.

I have anxiety, but I knew it.

Lauri gained momentum without even a pattern and poured on the wine. Swallow out what went too far through your tongue with your throat. Don't butt in if you have a desk. The battle has already begun. You can't lose anxiety.

Those gathered under Marco shall triumph over each of them these years until Marco leaves and returns. That wonder. The Lord does not take our own hands and pull them away. If we don't do all we can with each leg, they'll leave us in a flash.

Whoever wants to be with a dragon is responsible for demonstrating his full development.

(Though I no longer see a landscape that I shouldn't have seen alone... but yet, the world doesn't know Marco. It's coming. This landscape is still a landscape of people's heights, and the dragon landscape is still ahead of us)

Lauri licked the salt. Naturally, but salty. I also drink alcohol. This is so delicious again. I have a companion in front of me who wears the same Lord, and I have so much work around me that I can't finish doing it or not. Somehow my body comes to power.

"Hey, this kind of booze is good too!

"Right. I'll do it again."

Lauri moistened her throat with a little blindfold for the future of doubling paperwork.