I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

When I arrived at the fortress, the knights of the Whisper family greeted me.

"Welcome back, ma'am"

The leader, Mr. Fromos, is a veteran knight who has served our home for generations.

I hear he was in his late fifties or so when he was a year, but his tight body is very young.

By the way, he's not wearing armor now, he's wearing a black military uniform. The collar was edged in gold, and this was a decoration allowed only to the knights of the Duke's house.

"You'll be tired of the long journey, but Master Tours is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Thank you. I was going to talk to your brother, too. I was wondering if you could take me."

"I understand. - You take your guests to your private rooms."

When Mr. Fromos gave instructions to the other knights, he sent me to the conference room himself.

Inside the fortress was a solid stone construction that I don't think was piercing, and whether the water spirits or ice spirits gave me shelter, a space completely unrelated to the heat and humidity of summer.

"This one's a lot easier to spend than the Knights stuffing."

"When this is over, should I ask the dolls to rebuild the filling?"

"Ha ha, please"

We go up the stairs as we have a conversation there.

From the outside I can hear the sound of the rain. It was disturbing weather, but they finally got off.

- Let's get some sleep tonight.

"What do you mean?

"The Dell 'il Mountains are a landslide, and you can't be the first to march through them."

"But they might come behind us."

"That's when, what, the lady's back, too. Join forces with our dolls and we'll beat whatever happens."

"Speaking of dolls, you're not gonna see them from now on."

Usually those kids wouldn't be surprised to come together to jump with Walla Walla.

"You're probably resting at the edge of the fortress. Looks like we've run out of force in the penetration."

"You're falling for lack of magic..."

As soon as you're done talking to your brother, you should head over to the dolls. If those kids can't move, the Whisper family's power will be gutted. There are only so many peacefully bogged official armies, and if you are alarmed, you will only be ravaged.

Hopefully while this rain is shaking, I want to get rid of the dolls' magic replenishment.

"But my arm rings. I want the corrupt aristocrats to have a bubble."

"... a lot of motivation."

"Naturally. There is no one left in the Knights, and if you have to, you will attack the Empire City."

That's a reliable story, but on the other hand, it feels a little strange.

Now Whisper is a rebel who, so to speak, shields himself against His Majesty the Emperor.

Normally, I'd be afraid to notice, or wouldn't it be normal for my hips to pull off?

Ask around it.

"The rotten central aristocrats will be trying to plunge the Whispers anyway.

Kill them from one end and restore His Majesty the Emperor's glory. If you think about it, even the rebel stigma is glorious. "

And all the other knights seem to think the same way.

This battle is only against corrupt nobles.

"What, if you look back at the history of the Whispers, it's natural. I've been waiting to see if it's now or now."

"... Huh?

How can there be a word out here about our history?

"If you follow the roots of the Whisper family, you will reach the fierce Emperor, Sirhith I. Then it would also be inevitable to break up with the court nobility.

Besides, all the Knights draw the blood of their loyal ministers at the time. And, of course, the eagle.

There won't be any thriving men in this situation. Ha ha. "

Sounds kind of fun, Mr. Fromos, as a first step.

Let's just talk about the title of this country.

The title is divided into five parts in total. Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, Baron, in order from those of high stature.

Here lies the great wall between the Marquis and the Earl.

It's whether or not you're receiving royal blood.

Although some royalty members descend (become ministers) there due to political thoughts, etc., in that case, they will be son-in-law and dowry in the Duke's or Marquis's house. Of course, my Duke of Whisp house is no exception.

I just didn't think that the ancestor was Kakashi Sirhis I.

Do you remember that?

A figure from 600 years ago previously put up for discussion by a wandering Earl.

He is the emperor who carried out a repressive solemn cleansing to sweep away the royalty of the court.

If this story is true, yeah.

The royal family said, "The Whisperers will revolutionize us!" There's nothing unconvincing about hope that doesn't make sense.

Is that so?

Isn't it pretty much a problem that you don't know the roots of your own house, me?

Maybe I studied before, but I just forgot?

Or were you deliberately lying down?

Well, if I get a chance, I'll ask your brother.

- Eventually, me and Mr. Fromos reach in front of the conference room door. It was closed to a heavy black painted door there.