Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Kingdom of Castilia, capital of Castilia.

Situated in the centre of the Castilian peninsula, it is one of the world's largest cities and has a king's palace that governs the country.

The Kingdom of Castile is an old country more than two hundred years after its founding.

Temporarily, the land was torn apart by foreign invasion and pushed to the brink of bankruptcy, but when we successfully traded abroad to the African continent far south in search of a way to live in the Sea of Seyrain, the enormous wealth that resulted from it exalted the national prestige to become also a powerful nation with the strongest navy nicknamed the Invincible Fleet.

With the successful development of the new warship, the Galeon ship, and victory over the Great Navy battle against the navy of the emerging maritime nation of Britannia in the north, Castilia is now reaching out to the Kingdom of Silesier.

Its General Command is here, in the study behind King Castile's palace.

In the middle of an ancient and now unusual line of books from East and West, and the kind of reports gathering from all over the world piling up like mountains, King Castilia was there.

Is the right eye the only one with weak eyesight or a single glasses (monocle) with a silver chain fitted into the orbit? A grown-up young man stroking his red hair behind him wearing a quilted specification doublet with a gold line on the black ground.

If you don't tell me, that figure only looks like a serious bureaucrat on duty.

He's a little skinny, long, faceless. Only when I read the paperwork do my red eyes glow so hard.

He is the king of Castile, Fildinant Castile Asturias, who dominates the entire Castilian peninsula and has colonies all the way to the African continent of the South.

He is nicknamed the Great Study King (Hikikomori) from where he does not appear in any way in the study.

The hallmark of his rule is that everything is done by paperwork settlement.

All King Ferdinand sees is the paperwork. By means of documents, grasp the vast territory and operate all of it by means of documents.

"Hmm, you've received a request for rescue from the Union of Southern Lords."

He is so alone. There are bureaucrats who bring paperwork, but nobody says anything because they know the king doesn't like his mouth pinched to himself.

In this study, only the king speaks. It's a quiet room where only letters come and go on a desk arranged on three sides.

"At all, a Silesier nobleman is useless. I can't help it, shall I send the reinforcements an 'array'?"

Write and send the documents.

After a while, a reply arrives to the King.

"I know, 'I guess' I'm wasting my time not wanting to fight the Silesier brave. But you say it's the concubines, not the brave ones, who are attacking Marquis Nant's territory. If you're dealing with peasant daughters, that's fine."

So twinkly, write and send.

A while later, I received another reply to the King.

"All right, have you accepted? That's a tough pawn at all. But there's no way I wouldn't use the strength of" Arr "because it's inky. Perhaps the sent side will have a hard time handling it, but it should also hold on to the enemy's foothold. If you make a good move, we might be able to get you a card to put down the king."

So twinkly, write and send.

"Let's say we start a new operation because reinforcements to the Union of Southern Lords would be fine, and it would be time for the soldiers of Silesier to have scattered on the three sides. Now, I wonder how Silesier's genius warrior and I can prevent it."

With that crush, I wrote and sent it.

King Fildinant, when he received the reply and solitary, adjusted the position of the monocle with his fingers before returning to the book again.

In addition to the thousand of Zawarhart's third legion, the Sarah Chan Kingsguard Musketeers, who increased their troops in emergency recruitment, five hundred and fifty, two thousand reinforced prostitutes joined the opposing 'regional nobles' side army marched to Marquis Nant territory and dropped the northern city of Otan as a stepping stone.

Substitute General Sarah's reign was extremely harsh.

"The noblemen, knights, and great merchants, attached to the local aristocracy side, will confiscate their property and turn to show off!

"Admiral Sarah, isn't that a little too harsh?"

Mirko managed to flatter Sarah's extreme ways, but she couldn't listen.

"'Cause if you don't, you won't have enough money to distribute to your bounty, and you'll have savings for tax exemption. It's okay. Kill them all."

"No, but I'll buy the grudges of the old rulers"

"I'll buy you one of those. This territory has nothing to do with the Sado Chamber of Commerce, and the teacher's book also said that we should first kill all those who are in the way of governing and then gradually comfort the people."

"No, but"

Alan Mortar, captain of the Second Squadron of the Yoshiyoshi Regiment, who has led 2,000 reinforcements as an extraordinary regiment leader, applauds the patsy.

Nonetheless, this honorable man, in good condition, soon came under the command of Rep. Sarah to become a complete yes-man.

"No, that's right, Sergeant Sarah... no, sir. We have treated and admired you decisively, without a minute's gap. We will do so immediately."

"Ugh, so much so. Captain Alan, right, since the Silesier match. I'll take care of you again."

There is no one left to Alan's right when it comes to the powerful.

You can tell me that this man named Alan Mortar understands the immense power of connections that Sarah possesses the most in the brave army.

"Hi, welcome. I can serve His Excellency the great deputy general again, and it depends on sincerity (blame me today), worship (Tongju yes), and the ultimate in joy. Let's work powder ourselves for this Alan, Lord Sarah."

"Uh, yes, yes, you can flatter me. Damn it."

Shit, the faces of the local aristocrats in the city of Autan were raised to the headstone.

To this intense and thorough treatment of Sarah, the neighboring earthlings fell flat, fearful.

Rumors spread throughout Marquis Nant territory that Sarah Rod, the farmer's daughter, would come as a general, kill all opposing nobles, and exempt the people from taxes, provoking peasant army rebellion and rebellion everywhere.

Failing to maintain order, successive nobles and deputies fleeing the territory began to disintegrate before the battle.

... Nevertheless, the letter which came to the city of Autan from the king's capital to Sarah was a tribute to any further march.

Sarah's acting general and her recourse to wartime authority is helpful, but I have trouble being told not to attack.

Substitute General Sarah assembled Deputy General Mirko, Baron Zawerhardt and Commander of the Alan Regiment to hold the meeting.

"I wonder what it means not to attack any more for a chance to advance. Sometimes it's Takel's will or Dr. Lyle's opinion."

"What His Excellency the King said, I'm sure you had far-reaching thoughts."

Mirko says so, but Sarah is not convinced by those words and asks tilting her neck.

"Hmm, what's Takel's idea of an abyss?

"It's about His Majesty the King, so we have an incomprehensible and delicate idea."

"Anyway, you're just saying it with a losing flag or something like that again."

"Buh."

Mirko also used to be Takel's secretary at the castle in Ambazak.

Takel often decided to act on mysterious reasoning that only he could figure out for himself. I know that too Mirko, so I accidentally blew it out.

"Well, fine, Mirko's against attacking."

To Sarah's eye, Mirko nods with a serious face.

General Mirko understands that the King's instructions were sometimes flighty and often unexplained, but that the choice was generally correct later on. I'm not kidding.

"My Lord Deputy General Sarah, I agree with the march. Right now, my men are circling the entire Marquis of Nant territory, filing tax exemptions. Everywhere, local aristocrats have lost their hearts and minds, so the enemy is like a fundamental rotten tree. Just tap it gently and it'll collapse."

"Alan, you're quite capable."

Alan, a good man, when he spreads his hand, complains as if he were singing.

"Ha, this was also the good governance of His Excellency Deputy General Sarah. Because Sarah, who is tough on the transgressing nobility and kind to the weak people, is our lord, all the grass people are as if they had preceded the cool breeze that blows across them."

"No need for wild flattery, though."

Returning it neatly, Sarah turns her face to Baron Zawerhardt, who is now arming up and thinking all the way through.

"I, um..."

"Baron Zawerhardt is always indecisive at the heart of things. As a soldier leader, I think we should do something about that personality."

"Ha-ha-ha, tough deputy. Anyway, if I were as young as you guys, I wouldn't fix it if Forty Ragged Men told me to fix my personality."

Sawerhardt, who laughs so bitterly, is neutral, after all, without being able to judge either.

When you can't make a decision, it would also be an opinion to say you don't know.

"One in favor, one against, one neutral. Okay, then I'll attack."

"Substitute General Sarah!

Mirko tries to whisper, but Sarah pushes it away with a small palm.

"I know, I'll attack with care."

"Admiral Sarah, I take you..."

Mirko is holding a magic gun (rifle) and holding it to his chest.

"Mirko, what's wrong with that? It's not the latest weapon."

"As a matter of fact, the Honourable Regent Lyle has asked you to protect him now, when deputy general Sarah is discretionary."

Dr. Lyle lent Mirko his magic gun (rifle) on a different flight from the one sent to Sarah. I also get other capes that are magically resistant, but Sarah tells me to keep this to myself. Secretivism as it may be.

Now, we can make the King's Capital an immovable Lyle, and this may be our best dedication.

"Hmm, the teacher knew I was going to attack on my own. That's right, you can't win. But I'm also a disciple, so I'll let my teacher line up one day..."

"So, deputy general Sarah. Where are we going to attack? Again, all at once the home of the enemy?

Alan seems to be wuss for wanting to attack just like Sarah, I heard him with a full face of anticipation.

I want a handle on watching the young man's indiscretion and turning it into a carefully thought out Baron Sawerhardt.

For them with a strong appetite for birth, this battle is a chance to be handled and made up.

Only one, Mirko, a worried man who could fall in love with Sarah, had guided himself as a deputy general.

"Nant's harbor is the first place to strike."

"I see. First, we're going to suppress the capital of the Marquis de Nant."

Alan tells us to follow suit at the perfect time.

"That's not all. I think the disadvantaged Union of Southern Lords is going to ask Castile for backup. Before that happens, we will first occupy the port of Nant to separate the Kingdom of Castilia from the local nobles"

"I see. Shut off the supply path. That makes sense, that's a brilliant operation."

In this, Baron Zawerhardt, who has quite a bit of war experience, was breathtaking to see the operational map shown by Sarah.

After all, you must not insult yourself with your children. The steadfast hand impressed me that that was Regent Lyle's secret.

But Sarah's judgment was now a step too late.

Already, a ship of relief for the Kingdom of Castile was on its way to the port of Nant.

Sarah still had no reason to know about the ship, such as the fact that it was boarded by the most powerful warrior in the Kingdom of Castile.