Hakai no Miko

"Hey, what's that?

From above the city walls, a soldier watching over those with rebel slave armies raised his voice so. Following that voice, a colleague who was by his side looked over at you and found a small group walking towards the city.

That number is roughly five or six. I don't think that's all I've come to attack the city. But in any case, the enemy took some action. Immediately, the matter was told to the captain of the city's defensemen and to the commander of the Adomius regiment, who was putting together a former Crusader soldier who had fled into the city.

When the defensive captain and Adomius came over the fence with a push knife, the group had already come close enough to see their faces.

It was the old man with the white beard riding the loba and the four men who took charge of the luggage who came.

"Those there, stop! Stop or I'll shoot you with an arrow!

The captain of the city's defensemen warned him so. The leading old man, pointing at an arrow tied to a bow - Solon waves his wand back with a bump.

"Not a messenger, not a messenger! If you have time to point the arrow at me, why don't you prepare a welcome!

Solon reached the city gate while the soldiers were stunned by the thick narrative. But when he finds out the gate isn't open, Solon starts banging the gate with his cane.

"Holy shit! I don't want to keep the old people waiting, they won't be the young ones of the day! Get rid of the old man! Open it! What are you going to do if you let a weak old man wait and die?

I can say whatever I want. Instead of slipping away, it doesn't seem like you're going to have a life expectancy for about a decade yet.

But there's no reason to keep me waiting as a messenger. He retreated the piled earthbags and so forth, and welcomed the Solons in with only enough clearance for each person to pass through.

Though an old man, he is a messenger from an enemy who killed many of his comrades the other day.

Soldiers from the Holmeer Nation who welcomed the Solons in the fort were just shaped to beat them to death with a weapon in their hands if anything happened.

However, in the presence of such murderous soldiers, Solon passes with a "welcome and hard work" attitude without showing any fear of fine dust.

"Well, let me show you to your lord."

If they reopen something so cute if it's somewhat moist, they'll have to go through anger and no longer look back.

On behalf of the captain of a defensive soldier who could not leave the city wall, Adomius was to guide him to his lord.

To Adomius, "Follow me" on the top of the Buddha, Solon points with his cane at the squire who followed him.

"The only way to the lord's house is with me and the luggage man. The other three, of the soldiers who surrendered to us the other day, have families here."

Besides, the soldiers around me make an awkward face. Those who actually fired arrows at Alexius' life and so forth turned their faces blatantly away.

Let them have letters informing them of their safety, including those of the other captives. Give them to their families. "

Well, it's not something I can say no to at last.

But Adomius catches a soldier who was nearby and slaps him in the ear.

"Keep those guys isolated. Never make contact with the residents of the city. And check all the letters. If there is any critical wording for His Highness or us..."

So Adomius set aside for a beat and then said in a resolute tone.

"- I don't mind. Let it burn down."

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Lord of the city of L'Oma is a magnificent man named Mutos Boron.

The Count Boron family has been lords of the city of L'Oma for generations. Only the city of L'Oma, which is the stronghold of this public street and a key to the western part of the Holmeer kingdom, is entrusted with the trust of the king.

In addition, the current Lord Mutos, on his youth, taught directly to the right arm of his predecessor and the glorified Grand Chancellor Pompius, and was renowned as a famous lord rarely seen in history.

He is also known as the Skeleton Man.

Heard that the city of Bornis had been dropped by the Ethereal Horse. No, he immediately increased the city's defensemen and reinforced the city's defenses by providing support to Fort Garraf and the crossing garrison. Besides, an acquaintance advised me that "any move that affirms General Darius' concerns will buy the King's unhappiness," but said, "Take it from me. The peace of the city is important."

It is a mutus who, if he does not like it so much, does not even cower against the king. Adomius guided Solon to the moment of his glance, thinking that if he were to meet such a disrespectful old man, he would not be at the negotiating table.

Then, by the recompense of the forerunner who had already made him run, Mutos waited for Solon about the table he had prepared during the sight.

"Lord Mutos. The messenger is here."

Well, it was Adomius who introduced Solon as he wondered what was going to happen, but his eyes are goofed open.

"You will be revealed in His Excellency Count Muthos Boron. Someone named Solon, who gave the role of a messenger to Lord Soma Kisaki of the city of Bornis."

I couldn't help but wonder where the old man who had gone before was a wise man. The vernacular, and the method of worship, every one goes into the hall.

This also features Mutos, who thought the rebel slave army was a bunch of despicable people.

I couldn't help but reconsider that Solon would never be able to be savage and ridiculous when he greeted me with a hard time.

After a long time of greeting, Solon finally gets to the point.

"Well, this time I worship nothing else. I have come to advise Lord Mutos to surrender."

Yes, as soon as Solon cuts it out, Adomius barks.

"Don't be ridiculous! What we bow to when we are rebel slaves!

But this is disrespectful.

Even though he is the commander of the "Black Wall" regiment, Adomius is just a martial artist. That is an unacceptable act, such as speaking without any rejection, in a place of discussion between Mutos, the lord with the countenance, and the messenger of the enemy army, bent over.

But Adomius knew that, too.

Adomius' statement is to threaten Solon that this one is willing to fight, but at the same time to stab the nail if he is not allowed to succumb easily to his lord, Mutos.

But in contrast, Solon responded with a laugh.

"Hiccup. Looks like you're the only one with the strength."

"You lousy bastard! Do you want to be decapitated?!"

Adomius intimidates with his hands on a pattern of swords hung on his hips.

But Solon laughs even more.

"Quit being such a vain coward. I didn't have to know until the other day, and now I'm the messenger of Soma."

To Solon's words, Adomius was stuffed with Ugh.

Until the other day, if the messengers of the rebel slaves were to speak equally to themselves, they would have slaughtered him.

But it is more obvious than seeing fire that we have lost a great deal to that rebel slave and this one is now a disadvantage. This city of L'Oma is no wonder whenever it is defeated.

Killing the messenger means rejecting any dialogue after that.

Then, even when the city is about to be attacked, it won't even be able to surrender. So what awaits is the slaughter of all the soldiers or all the inhabitants of the city.

You can't slaughter and kill a solon in front of a lord.

The guiding light, Mutos raised one hand and took control of Adomius.

"Commander of the Regiment. The old man is right. For the safety of the inhabitants, I will not allow this old man to be slaughtered. Besides, considering your position, I admitted to being here, but I don't even remember allowing myself to speak."

"Excuse me," Adomius bowed his head to Mutos. After seeing it through, Mutos turns his harsh eyes to Solon.

"But I am entrusted with the rule of L'Oma by King Holmea. You cannot descend into rebel slavery."

Mutos affirmed that.

Messengers of rebel slaves who recommend surrender and lords who rejected it clearly.

Come on, Adomius thought inside that this was the beginning of the negotiations.

What we care about each other in this negotiating setting is time.

In the present situation, which has presented an unexpected picture of the Battle of Cage Castle, it cannot be said to be as complete as the city of L'Oma with its thick and high city walls. I didn't know how long the food stored in the city would last, especially as it welcomed thousands of crippled soldiers.

Also, the rebel slaves who kicked the Crusaders over their own armies are highly motivated. If they really attacked with that momentum, it would have been just as dangerous as the difficult city of L'Oma.

Yet I guess the only reason I haven't called yet is because the rebel slaves hate the wear and tear of the wasted soldiers, too.

But with the rebel slaves, I can't just hate wear and tear forever. The more time passes, the more the protection of the city of L'Oma will be consolidated, and the army of rescue from the king's capital will not necessarily come.

Rebel slaves who want to take control of the western part of the Holmeer country by dropping the city of L'Oma before a rescue from the Wang capital arrives.

On the contrary, Mutos, the city's lord, wants to buy time until rescue or some sort of instruction from the king's capital arrives.

Solon opened his mouth as Adomius spurned and watched if the battle without a blade was about to begin.

"Well, I guess so. Given Lord Mutos' position, that is not impossible either. - But."

Solon's eyes shined sharply.

"- I am entrusted with the full powers of negotiation by Master Soma. You can't go home right away without any success."

A tingling tension runs into the air on the spot.

But all of a sudden Solon broke his obnoxious face and laughed nicely.

"So why don't you even point to a single game of chess at the end of time?

Often, Muthos and Adomius were taken aback.

I doubt my ears first, then the sanity of the old man in front of me.

"Excuse me, did they say chess?

When Mutos asked half-heartedly, Solon nodded and showed "of course".

"I hear Lord Mutos likes chess. So, I thought I'd be in the middle of something."

That being said, Solon orders the squire he brings in to prepare the chess.

Besides, Mutos was baffled intensely.

I thought it was going to be a negotiation that really bumps into each other's terms and demands, and suddenly it's a chess opponent. I want to buy some time. There's no harm in this one, and I'm not saying no.

But from a rebel slave who was supposed to waste time, I never thought he'd make a suggestion like this.

But if you look at the chess board and pawn that Solon brings, that confusion blows up, too.

"Wow. This is brilliant......!

The chess boards and pawns that Solon brought were specialties that Mutos had never even seen before.

The board was shredded by an elf woodworker from the namewood that came in from the center of the continent. A firm, heavy tree, whose wood is also vibrant. Also, I smelled a unique tree that was slightly cute if I put my face closer.

Besides, the wood of the material is not just good. The elaborate workmanship applied to the sides of the plate is just breathtaking. The decorative hardware made of Dwarf gold and silver was adding colour to it.

And the pawn is brilliant.

The pawn is made of white and black glass. But I don't think it's glass. It is a time when glass is still considered a substitute for gems. Mutos' surprise at this time would be comparable to that of the modern Japanese, who were asked, "This pawn is made of diamonds".

Mutos couldn't help but admire.

Rumor had it that it was a gathering of slaves and savage Zoans, but it's a hell of a story. All this stuff will be in the Holmeer Country or no treasure trove in any country in the West Side.

The city of L'Oma, ruled by Mutos, was sometimes close in distance, and rumors of the rapid development of the city of Bornis were heard. But I have to assume that even the rumors were underestimated if they showed something like this.

In front of Mutos, often fascinated by chess boards and pawns, Solon lines up the pawns flat. It's just an attitude that says it's not a big deal.

"Then from me. One hand first."

Solon advanced one of the pawns a long time ago.