Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Froze spoke "of the next Lord's consciousness" towards Tesfir, including that.

Besides, I realized late that Tesphere just dyed her cheeks like she remembered something and the words of excuse never let go.

Silver-haired girl looking straight at it with a bump and a curse.

A sitting eye was flying over Ars to a healthy girl. And after a beat, moist eyes like abandoned dogs are pointed from under his eyes.

Ars opens his mouth even though he feels guilty about serving and ignoring it.

"There are no faits accomplis or anything..."

It was really easy to solve the misunderstanding. At that time, the keyword "crease" was thrown in, but I had to stay here.

That alone was powerful enough for the vertigo to strike Loki.

Froze was covering his forehead and shaking his head.

"My daughter, what a beginner"

Serba, the butler who came here and worked for the service all the time, makes me wield a funny neat moustache.

"Foffofo, that's something I can't do either. If a lady is a beauty who dreams and lives in her dreams"

"Then you're in trouble."

Ars broke into a story that was going to be long.

"This was also a reckless behavior. It's true that the other person had some kind of implication."

Include language that firmly insists on legitimacy while conveniently repairing it.

That's right. Ars doesn't know all about aristocracy either. Ning Lo, there will be more things you don't know.

Even if they take kissing synonymously with marriage here, it would be extremely troublesome, but so far there have been no signs of rambling.

"I'd appreciate it because it's like my impudence that I've never noticed before about it has invited me. But... on this occasion,"

Ars categorically refused to Flose, who really wanted to get back on track.

"As I said to Sir Visaist, I have no intention of doing so."

"That's a big problem. Didn't the Governor shut up, too?

"No, you can see this as the result of consultations with the Governor General. There are quite a few things going on here."

…………

The red-haired girl sitting next to me would have been the one that bothered me most about what that secret thing was. A flickering, peeping, feverish gaze.

"Naturally, you can't give that reason to your mouth in this place."

Flose asks whether he has made a big mistake, even though he is not satisfied.

"I wonder if that means a lifetime, or if any of it is a problem that could be solved"

Ars tells the facts to the person he eats down on for a long time. In fact, it was decided that the conditions attached to it would not be prohibited if the problem core were avoided.

"What do you think? I hope I'm going to get rid of it myself, but did I just say that only God knows what the consequences are? When will I know?"

"Huh, okay. I hope the god has a good whim."

"Thank you"

With his eyes down, Ars was shaking off all his dark eyes for a moment when he finally got to the point, and his tiredness the next time he opened them.

Does the red-haired girl care about the truth, she looks restless. An intense word also seems to be having trouble reacting.

Not that I already have someone in my mind, so a small amount of relief accounted for by the ratio.

The silver-haired girl opposite is gently losing her soul. Still, she has nothing to do with sloppiness. Only posture could see the stiffness of a statue, though ladylike.

So far the conversation has been quite distracting, to say the least.

I'm not taking things so seriously, it could even be taken. Even though, in a sense, it involves the survival of the Favel family.

Ars looks at Flose in surprise, but she retained the kind of grin she would include to clap it out.

"Fia, let's do something about the immediate threat first. We can't stop the Favels."

"Yes!

Then Froze blurred in a whisper, "I wonder if Ir's kid was anticipating this... if so," and immediately denied, "You don't have that."

A sarcastic grin colours the mouth at that time.

Froze does not deny that there is a verse that he is optimistic about for getting the strongest trump card named Ars. That would be the case, too. When she gained some certainty about Ars' ranking, I could say that it was truly a shame to have a daughter beside him.

This is a great opportunity. Not only will it survive as a Favel family, but its name will not fade for hundreds of years beyond.

Froze, entrusted with the family name, felt her shoulder load come down.

There is no better luck if you fulfill your daughter's wishes and that is to protect her family name. The number one priority is the survival of the house, which, however, cannot be achieved in the experience of Froze with whom his daughter wants it.

The Favel family has to be the right match for it. This is the custom of righteous aristocracy.

No matter how many generations you become, you can't overturn it. It is a disgrace to degrade the Favel family.

That's why I couldn't let go of this shitty opponent.

How much teeth have you eaten up for coming here and Oomruina putting out. My shallowness is such that I regret it but never exhaust it.

Froze had no intention of defending his family name alone over this period. All the conditions are in front of us. I couldn't just leave my regrets without grabbing it - for myself and my daughter.

If you can't get over which way, the Favel family will end. It was visible to turn him into a puppet only of name with nobility.

So it's not long, it's not spare, it's not like I gave up.

Because I was already ready. I asked the two of you - precisely Ars' will - to make that determination stronger.

Perform your duties as a parent if you both want to. The result, however, was a misunderstanding, but Froze's determination never dulled.

That's because there was a trump card at the end. The fall is inevitable, but survival will come true in critical places.

Froze visions a wave of knife being wrapped in the back of the mansion.

The Favel family gave its name as a family that handles knives over recognition of the ice system. This is also how we can survive today because we continue to protect our ancestral treasure knives.

In case you bring this treasure knife to the negotiating table, we're going to figure it out. It could leave a deadly stain in Froze's place. Still, she didn't hesitate.

You won't be able to face your late father or grandfather. The pity of giving the governor over to his daughter in the worst possible way at the time annoyed the Lord.

Restore your mind and boil down your maneuvers about the ruling of the nobility (Tempram).

Most of all, it's about the number of fingers that see the game played with Froze about Tempram straight away, but there is an old horse wisdom (after Bubba) on this occasion.

His knowledge will be essential in moving the story forward.

"Of course, let's whip the old bone for the lady and if there is one," Serba says, applying the proposal that comes out of it to Tempram's rules.

"You won't be able to stand your teeth in a positive attack. It is inconceivable that the other side has offered unfavourable conditions. Whatever you estimate, you're gonna need odd measures."

Frose also agreed with Ars's firing opinions.

"Yeah, they say Tempram was invented by Oomruina in the first place. Of course, I don't think perfection is possible with human-created objects, but there won't be any gaps. Not to mention the fact that the battlefield should change in seconds..."

"You're right, ma'am. It will be difficult unless there is a considerable difference in power, such as carrying things according to pre-positioned operations."

Selva's gaze captured the anxious Tesfir only for a moment. I even hear that his words are still entrusted to those who take command.

"Then this one needs to be guided."

Loki interrupts, fearing just outside the mosquito net. Returning from a state of loss at some point, she did not miss an opportunity to make amends. Even if it isn't, it doesn't in itself mean she won't pinch any mouth in the game that risked Als' life.

"Let's first check the opponent's main battle power. As a matter of fact, does Mr. Selva know about the strength of his servants, Silsila and Orneus?

"I've never seen it right away, but Siquoren is a sword polished up as a guardian of Oomruina's blood clan for generations. Of course I don't remember anyone losing their lives in the family line of Oomrüina in the past because of that. Lord Silsilla is one of the greatest talents of all time."

So Selva mouthed a pre-confirmation that no one would have noticed. That is a loophole neither does Ars anticipate.

"Lord Ars, ten and eighty-nine, both of them will be joining us."

"-!! That shouldn't be possible by the rules..."

Yes, it has been confirmed that only one substitute is supposed to be available in each house.

"Lord Silsilla is certainly a squire, but he certainly shouldn't have officially hired in about your son, Orneus. Shall I call it a personal contract? More than we've both been to Tempram in the past, perhaps…"

"Are the denominations letting the nearby aristocrats hire them? Shit, then those two come out, huh?"

Tempram puts a cap on his personal strength, so it's not easy to break through alone like a thousand. Because we mainly envisage the White Soldier War, it is the great principle that the exercise of magic must not be separated from parts of the body.

This in a way depends on the role. Only one soldier is allowed to support Tempram at a distance. With restrictions placed on the supply of magic to make up magic, superior magic in line is essentially the limit. This is called archer (Archer).

These restrictions impose a forced load on the magic running by means of the bracelet to be worn before the start. The instructions are transmitted from the communication and the bracelet, and thus the directions, coordinates, and so on may be followed.

Of course, communications other than those ordered in communications are contrary to the provisions.

There are several roles for aristocratic adjudication (Tempram). It shall be entered in the order table in advance. Based on this, the judges who monitor the whole thing will determine whether it is in accordance with the rules. Judges determine whether the King's orders will not be violated and count the number of orders.

The King is given a map so that he can see the placement of his companions. Link enemy location information based on information from the subordinates there to clarify the overall picture of the war. This is an initial during the initial phase and it is important to get ahead of this advantage.

Archer (Archer): Permitted to use remote magic within the battlefield.

Knight: He is allowed to move at his own discretion while obeying the king's orders. As a premise, all pawns do not disobey instructions.

Warrior (Warrior): Those who are fought by a warrior cannot move forward unless they engage. Warriors can independently track their targets to avoid losing sight of them in their actions.

Assassin: Arbitrary action is allowed only in retreat. It does not appear on the map of the other king only if he retreats even if he is being fought.

Bandit (Sheaf): Depending on the circumstances of the engagement in the reconnaissance, the decision to withdraw can be made independently. As a role, it is in the enemy. The enemy range is also out of sight and automatically detects reactions with a detection range of approximately 50 m on the bracelet.

Engineers (Luke): Intercept the opponent's communication within the 50m perimeter. This has additional features on the bracelet as a role.

Infantry (Pawn): Follow the king's instructions in all actions. He is the lowest soldier.

A role other than infantry (Pawn) can choose two as caps, but the knight (Knight) is the one who can kill the king most as a stone.

Since you don't need to ask for directions until evasive action in actual combat, as an advantage, it is one way to move it that greatly shapes the battlefield, which is both advantageous and disadvantageous.