Santairiku Eiyuuki

Three days after the Battle of Rezele.

"Joy, gentlemen! Our victory!!

Erkühr turned to the generals and said to them that the economy seemed good.

but the generals have a subtle look on their face.

"… Your Majesty"

"What the hell, Carolina?"

"Isn't that a draw?

……

Erkühr, for a moment, pressed silently.

but I immediately said I seemed to be good at it.

"It was the enemy who retreated. Then we're the ones who won."

"... the damage seems to be slightly higher in our army."

"It's not numbers that matter. You've accomplished your purpose."

"... haven't you been able to accomplish it?

The strategic goal of the Lemurian army is to defeat Ludwig I thoroughly on the battlefield.

Failed to do so, and this side suffered less damage.

I won't even say I lost.

but you can never say you won.

"... General Nia is worried."

Pompous and Sonia muttered.

Two Sonia and Nia had big fights in their first meeting, but after the Chelda war, they weren't so vicious, and the relationship had improved somewhat.

And when it comes to Nia's work this time, Sonia seems to acknowledge it quite a bit too...

For that matter, Sonia had a better impression of Nia and was therefore quite worried about Nia being captured by her enemies.

"That's not a problem. I know you're alive. Then you will be treated as a prisoner."

It is quite well known that Nia is Erkühl's mistress.

Even if it isn't, it's a general, a minister, heavily used by Elquille.

You should treat such a person coarsely, first of all, there is no way to behave abusively.

If we do that, Ludwig I will touch Erkühl's scales.

And Elquille won't be able to pull it off for Fuko either.

The war will last forever until both sides are decisively defeated.

Ludwig I cannot possibly make such a foolish choice.

"And this is the same thing. However… treat her with due respect and hospitality when it comes to the enemy general Bradamante"

Bradamanthe is a hero in the kingdom of Fullering, praised alongside the Seven Brave Men, with the title of 'moderation'.

And it's Ludwig I's chief minister again.

If you ever work disrespect for this, Ludwig I will still not be able to forgive Erkühl.

Emotionally, facially.

Neither does Erkühl want to go to war with Ludwig I forever.

As a guest of one nobleman, I entertained him, although I was watching him.

Nor does Bradamante understand that he is immediately liberated, especially not showing a bare gesture of escape.

"Anyway... it was us who won. At least let that be the case with the generals. And to our allies. We won. Even if you're losing, it's the political world that will have won if you say it a hundred times. You got it!

"" Ha!!

The loyalists decided to leave it to be "won".

Well, about that night.

"Lord Bradamante. Is there something wrong?

Erqueur said as he poured the wine into the cup of Bradamante.

The two have their hips down on a luxurious carpet, with a beautifully decorated table between them.

And there was a delicious looking dish lined up on the table.

"No, not at all. We make you feel comfortable."

Bradamante went to Elquille's cup, saying so, pouring wine.

The two take the cup and hit it gently.

"" To our friendship, cheers ""

The two put wine on their mouths.

And Elquille asked Bradamante.

"It's thirty years old from Hayatan, which I sent to deliver from the capital. I hope it fits your mouth."

"It's a wonderful richness and fragrance. The boulder is the Lemurian Empire, should I say? I didn't know we could have so much stuff on the battlefield."

Bradamante said looking at the dishes arranged on the table.

It was so extravagant that it did not appear to have been prepared on the battlefield.

Of course, if this is reserved solely for Elquille and Bradamante and the soldiers seem to be unfit to eat......

Bradamante would have despised Elquille.

But Bradamante has been observing the meals of the soldiers of the Lemurian army for some time, so he knows.

Not as good as the dishes arranged here, but the meals of the Lemurian soldiers are delicious too.

(This is just, you have to realize the difference in national power)

Whether it is the Knights or the Horsemen, or even Ludwig I, the King, who eats in the Furling army, the Lord is bread like a hard stone.

At least not as good as the Lemurian army meal.

"I'm thrilled to be complimented by a beautiful woman like you."

"I can't believe she's beautiful..."

Bradamante's cheeks stain slightly red.

Beautiful youth like Erkühl compliment me on my appearance and I don't feel bad about it.

The men of Fullering are many crude and nasty.

So being dictated with a gentleman's attitude (on the surface) like Elquille... feels a little fresh.

"No, no, there aren't as many beautiful women in Lemuria as you. I thought the Furlings were all rough, but some of them are as tough as you."

Then Elquille winks.

"If this happens, we'll find a way to reconcile with Fullering."

"Right. If His Majesty leaves the soldiers from Ederna..."

"You're the one who's leaving."

Where did the earlier signs go, Erkühl said clearly and in a strong tone.

In the sight of Bradamante, the figure of Erkür and Ludwig I overlaps.

"I want to entrust you with the messenger of reconciliation."

"Well, I don't mind telling my lord what His Majesty has to say... but I'm not going to do anything in Lemuria's favor"

Bradamante also said so clearly.

Honestly, I don't hate Elquille.

On the contrary, it is also true that it is the devil's curse that makes me thrilled to see his face.

but that's not the same story as this.

Like someone here, I'm not going to sell the country for love.

If you want to win, take any cowardly means.

But the subordinate covenant made by the binomial covenant will continue to be kept as a minister as long as your side continues to offer consideration.

That's the Fullering Knight.

"Come on, I don't know about that. It is my belief that the interests of Lemuria and the interests of Fullering are never different."

"... what do you mean?

"Aren't you already aware? I'm sure by now, the Fullering Army will be having difficulty even bread?

"... Eww"

To Elquille's point, Bradamante distorted his expression.

For the Lemurian army, with its barracks around the port of Ederna, it is never easy, but not impossible, to continue to secure a hundred thousand pieces of food support.

Meanwhile, it is impossible for the Furling army.

Even if they were able to provide food… the Horsemen and Knights would want to return to their own territory.

If the battle continues to be prolonged, it is the Furling army that will be at a disadvantage.

"Well, think about it. Fortunately, time is on my side.... You've told an unpleasant story. Shall we have a nice talk?"

"Right. Restore your mind."

The two toasted again and blossomed into conversation about the culture of each country.

Meanwhile, in those days, at the headquarters of the Furling army.

"Come on, what do you think? Lord Nia, my army's meal..."

"... oh dear, it's delicious"

"Wahahaha!! If you look at that face, you'll see. Wasn't it delicious?

Ludwig I laughed delightfully at Nia for putting venison in her mouth and distorting her expression.

Did Nia, who was flattered, already decide she didn't need to fix it, or pour the venison in her mouth slightly more forcefully with wine?

"The wine is medium and delicious"

"Hmm, well. That was good...... by the way, which part of our country's food was unsavory?

"... felt too spicy for my mouth"

Looking down at the meat with the spices hanging like mountains, Nia said with a slight sigh.

In the Fullering Kingdom, spices are a testament to wealth.

Therefore, they sway like mountains against the food, and boast of it.

Spices are precious in the Lemurian Empire... but even ordinary people can reach them if they stretch their backs.

Therefore, like the Kingdom of Fullering, it is not used in large quantities.

It is inexpensive and massive, so it cannot be used as a tool for differentiating identities as a tool to boast wealth.

"Really? For the rest of it, it also feels delicious."

Note that human taste is indoctrinated (...).

When you eat spicy foods all the time, the spicy foods start to taste good.

The nobles of the Fullering kingdom are not trying hard to eat something unsavory for the sake of identity differentiation, they are eating it because they think it is delicious.

"Well, but was it inappropriate to entertain General Nia, whose tongue is fattening with Lemurian cuisine? Let me apologize."

"No, I've conveyed enough of your feelings. I am delighted."

Nia was also entertained by Ludwig I, as Bradamante was entertained by Erkühl.

I was wondering if the person you took prisoner would still act in favor of your own country, or yourself, even after returning to an enemy country...

Thinking is the same for both.

"But General Nia's force and his judgment are fantastic!... Would you like to join our army? The territory, the title, we're ready? That way, the seven brave men of our country will be the eight brave men!

"I'll just accept your feelings"

"Wahahaha! I'm shaken!!

Ludwig I, who laughed with a certain pleasure, suggests to Nia with a slightly more serious voice.

"Well, I want you to be a messenger of peace to the Lemurian Empire."

"... I don't mind telling my lord His Majesty's words, but I'm not going to imitate them in favor of fulling"

Oddly enough, Nia utters the same words as Bradamante.

And...... Ludwig I also uttered the same words as Erkühl.

"How about that? I believe that Furling and Lemuria have different interests in the rest."

"... If the war prolongs, it is in our country's favor. To be clear, the Furling Army barracks are fragile."

Nia is clearly with that eye, checking the dietary situation of the soldiers in the Fullering army.

Although I initially thought they were serving an unsavory meal because of harassment, Nia...

I knew that its unsavory diet was normal in the Fullering Army, and that it was now getting worse not only in quality, but even in quantity.

Ludwig I, clearly pointed out to Nia, laughed rather delightfully, without showing any discomfort.

"Heh heh, they poked me where it hurts. But a war is a political stretch."

"... what are you trying to say?

"Unlike my country, Lemuria has a great enemy behind her back."

Nia's eyes open to Ludwig I's words.

"No way! Farth is now an ally of our country..."

"Oh? I haven't said a word about Farth or anything else."

Ludwig I smiles niggardly.

"To friendship between nations, there is no eternity. And... your country is not the only country with competent diplomats. There are good people in our country."

Flashing nia.

Ludwig I laughs a lot.

And Ludwig I took a bottle of wine.

"You've told an unpleasant story. Heh heh... time is limited, but it's not such a quick story that I have to give an answer by tomorrow today. There is a great deal of respite left for Lemuria and for my country. Let's have some fun tonight."

Ludwig I poured a glass of wine as bright as blood.