Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

As a result of the Battle of Sicily, the war in the First War of the Pofenia largely leaned toward Romania.

The stagnant war situation began to move.

Alexius defeated the Pofenian Navy and landed immediately at Sicalia Harbor.

By the time Alexios and Ron had joined, Shmal Barka had retreated to the south of Trisiceria, so the chase was not able to hit the enemy significantly, but ...

Ron and Soyong, and their 20,000 soldiers, were rescued and Sicalia was completely taken over by Romania.

On the other hand, Belshazzar Barka, who was shot between Ron Alexios and Bartolo Gram, started acting as soon as he heard about the defeat of Sear Barka ...

Withdrew to the interior of Trisiceria.

There are few Greek colonial cities inland Trisqueria, and most of its inhabitants are tribal indigenous people.

The Kingdom of Romaria had obtained the geography of Trisiceria from the Christians, but information on the interior was unclear.

It could also make the same mistake as Ron.

Bartolo couldn't keep up and eventually allowed Belshazzar Barka to withdraw.

still……

Belshazzar Barka has an ambush in the inland area, and hopefully Bartolo's head ...

I thought that was a misfire.

As a result of the Battle of Sicily, Pofenia loses control over Trisiceria.

All but Trimelia's inland and southwest coast were robbed by Romania.

Once, Bartolo and Gram joined Ron and Alexios in Siceria.

The four confirmed each other's safety and reorganized the army.

"What will happen to General Alexius after this?"

"Once I return home, I will return to the west. Simultaneous land and sea attacks will seize the western port, and the western area will be under the control of Romania. After conquering the southern port, the coastal area of Trisiceria will You can control everything, and Belshazzar Barka, who fled inland, is a rat in a bag. "

There is no need to take on a decisive battle and shatter the enemy's strength.

You can kill it by tightening it with cotton.

"I mean, I left 40,000 troops with Rosward. He's going to have 40,000 alone, and it's going to be too hard to do it against Kepka Barka for weeks."

"Well ... a general can command at most 20,000."

Ron smiled bitterly, imagining Rosward moving his army desperately while heeping.

"I was saved. And the wounded soldiers ..."

"Well, I can't fight with injured soldiers. It's not worthwhile. Rather ... Please don't thank me. That's why ... "

Alexios compensated the Romanian army by lifting injured soldiers from Bartolo, Glam and Ron troops, and dropping some heavy infantry on board.

It depends on the order of Almus.

"So good luck."

"Next time, let's meet in Ricaria, the southernmost tip of Trisiceria."

Ron and Gram firmly shake hands with Alexius.

And ...

"Alexios"

"What happened? General Bartolo?"

Bartolo speaks to Alexios.

"After this war is over ... I have a story."

"Is it useless now?"

"I hope after the war if possible. I have no time to talk about that now."

What is that?

Alexius is thinking.

No, it's not about getting married.

Because each has a wife and a child. … Or rather, men.

"Now, let's talk about it with the sake of post-war liquor. With wine from Trisiceria."

"Huh ... yes, oh, let's do it."

Alexios and Bartolo shook hands.

"My army has lost 40 ships and 262 surviving ships. At least 250 enemy ships have been sunk. The enemy general, Ceal Barka, has been fired by himself. He sworded himself and committed suicide. "

"Yes, well done. Alexios."

I hear Alexius' victory report in the Senate.

And ...

"Everyone !! Our victory!"

"""ohhhhhhhh!!!!!"""

Members of the Diet cheer.

Veteran Romania, Virgin Alms, General Alexius! !

Congressmen raise their hands and rejoice.

No wonder.

A nation that has never fought at sea before has won the world's strongest naval nation.

It was a great achievement.

"Alexios. Let's give permission for the Arc de Triomphe.

"No, I haven't won yet. Your Majesty. The Arc de Triomphe can be ... won in this war ... and ... you have to leave right away."

"... I think you're right. Alright, I understand. Get ready and sortie."

I smiled bitterly.

Oh dear……

Certainly, it's not a triumphal game if you have not yet won.

"Alms, is it true that you won?"

"Oh, you won! Yuria!"

I hugged Yulia.

This is the Royal Palace, a private space for me.

No need to act like a king.

"Did you win?"

"Oh, I won. Tetra"

I kiss Tetra's cheek.

Tetra dyed her face red and gave her a kiss as well.

"If the fleet we created was destroyed and we lost a lot of ships, population, and Alexios ... but my heart was nervous.

Wait for the outcome of the game in your home country.

Because it's really scary ...

I feel like I'm a mother of the student.

"Well, the only regret is that we couldn't secure Ceal Barca's status ..."

"Would you like me too? I'll capture and show you the gang!"

Alice appears from the ceiling.

I'm not surprised anymore.

I pulled Alice's head hanging upside down from heaven.

The beautiful golden hair flows in my hands.

"Recently, I can't help but care."

I pressed my lips against Alice's lips.

"Hey? ..."

Alice smiled Tron.

And I say.

"Come to my room tonight"

"Yes, yes!"

Alice dyes her face red and leaves again to escape to heaven.

It doesn't matter, is he longer on earth or on heaven?

"Please come, too"

"Three people intending to do it at the same time?"

"Greed thing ..."

Julia and Tetra laughed at their faces.

"Well, I refused for the last few weeks."

I was refused for some time now, partly because I was worried about victory or defeat in the war, and I was nervous about working the Bartolo.

But ...

Let's lift today.

Yeah, that's good.

After all, I feel really good today.

"Dad !!!! Is it true that you won!"

"Oh, you won, Marx !!"

Marx jumped in.

I just tried to hug Marx ...

"Marx !!"

"Ge! Mother ..."

I was caught by Yulia who moved ahead of me.

Yulia embraces Marx hot.

"I'm coming to my mom!"

"Besides, I'm at my mother ..."

"The place that is not obedient is also cute!"

Marx rubs her cheeks against Yulia.

I'm ashamed of being hugged in front of me, my face is bright red.

...... Well, leave it alone.

"Congratulations to my father"

"Tell Alexius that. Thanks to him .... Well, he's gone already."

I stroked the head of Anks who came to celebrate the victory.

Ankus shyly looked down.

"Are you carrying Nona on your back?"

"Ah, yes, yes, because my mother forgot Nona and told her father ..."

I get Nona from Anks.

He handed Nona to his mother, Tetra.

"Don't forget ..."

"Because ... I heard you won ..."

Tetra embraces Nona.

Both of them are very similar parents with blue hair.

Nona's eyes are the same gray as me.

"My mother has also left Fina !!"

Fiona walks carefully with her baby on her back.

Feena ...

A cute girl with gray hair and purple eyes born between me and Yulia.

I glance at Julia.

Julia seems to be busy playing with Marx.

I can't help but embrace me instead.

I lift Fina.

My own child is always cute.

It is really sad to go to the bride.

Following Fiona, Sofia and Flora appeared.

I and Julia are 27 years old.

Tetra is 25 years old.

Me and Yulia's children, Fiona, is nine, twins Marx and Sofia are five, and Fina is one.

Ankus is 9 years old, Flora is 5 years old and Nona is 2 years old.

A total of seventeen people, a total of thirteen, including six of Alice's births.

We've done so many football teams.

Or rather, Alice alone for two people ...

"Chi, my father. Is this war our victory?"

"... I don't know yet."

I answer Marx's question.

I really want to say that I win ...

"The war ends only after the peace treaty is concluded and post-processed. Until everything is over, the consequences are unknown. But it is true that we are approaching victory."

I smiled.

However……

At this time, I did not know.

The victory is that we still need to make great sacrifices.

Yulia's intuition was right.