Ma'am, Viscount Margork's daughter was murdered.

"Yeah. Too bad."

A linear obituary was delivered to Emilia, but Emilia only responds concisely. It is clear from that voice that I am not sorry at all.

"So how about Margork?

Emilia thinks a little into the words of one of the ministers.

"If your daughter's dead, you can see Margork's dead."

"Yes."

"I'm sure your father will decide, but in my personal opinion, you can dispose of it."

Copy that, sir.

The minister utters a delightful voice in Emilia's words.

(Originally, you're not going to keep him alive, are you?)

Emilia shrugged in her heart as she heard the battle at the Imperial Castle.

"General Burling, an order has arrived from Zalbvail."

"Right."

When the decree arrived under General Burling, the general urged him to read the contents of the decree with his gaze.

"I say lower the Margork army and roll out the armies of another lord. When you do that, you have to do it there."

"... tell him you got it."

Burling's response should be described as the ultimate in bitterness. Zalbbeyle had ordered Burling to attack the Imperial Castle only through the main entrance. Instead of attacking with the whole army, it means letting only one army carry out the attack.

This is something we shouldn't do even if we were to put our forces in sequence, but if Zalbbeyle was told to say, 'If you want to kill us all now, ignore our orders,' we would have had to shut up as burlings.

"So..."

The decree resigned before the burling upon receipt of the acknowledgement from the burling. One of the Tabernacles says to Burling after the decree leaves.

"It's going to be all the damage as it is. In the first place, the Imperial Castle's army is about two thousand and a tenth of ours. The Imperial Castle can be dropped in about three hours with the entire army."

"I know. I don't know about that. It's not supposed to be Salve Bail."

"Are you saying that you have any other purpose than to drop the Imperial Castle?

Burling gives a sinking look to the words of the tabernacle. As a matter of fact, Burling was wondering what Zalbvail's orders were intended to be.

(I'm stuck...)

Burling squeaks bitterly in his heart. Zalbbeyle can easily drop the Imperial Castle ourselves. Nonetheless, we are merely making the Hordes do it without doing it ourselves.

(Viscount Margork was chosen first, also to let the royal castles kill his daughter... and I guess there's no point in letting Margork fight more than it's done)

While this battle for Burling has increased discontent because he cannot wave his arms at all as a soldier, he will not put it on the surface. If Zalbvail finds out, it is certain that his men will be killed as well.

"Lower the Margork army and send out the Earl of Agimundo's army"

"Ha!!

I went out to tell him that the Tabernacle would respond to Burling's words.

(We need to do something... we need to do something about that knight...)

Burling had worked out countermeasures against Zalbbail.

"Thank you for your hard work. Margork."

Viscount Margork, summoned before Ort, was at once old. It would be natural if they brutally killed my daughter in front of me.

I'm sorry to hear about Miss Linnea.

Something called sincerity is missing from Ort's words at all. It can be said that "words that are not in my heart" is the last example of saying this.

"Lord Ort!! Please!! Let me avenge the people of Imperial Castle!!

Ort narrows his eyes to Viscount Margork's tearful appeal. It is a cold laugh that is floating in its mouth when I look at Chirali and the ministers.

That's what my ministers know.

Ort laughed so damn.

"Margork, your role is over."

"Huh?"

Margork gave a frightened look to Ort's words, and when he guessed the meaning of Ort's words, the rattling and body began to tremble.

"Looks like you guessed the meaning of my words in that way. Glad to hear it."

That's what Ort said. Let's nibble. It seemed to Margork that it embodied death.

"Hih!!

Margork tries to get up but stays stuck and falls. Margork screamed like crazy as the minister held Margork down who fell.

"Help me!! Different story!!

Zalbbail One Party turns a cold glance at Margork's words. In the wake of that gaze, Margork turns his pathetic gaze to Ort.

"Say what. I said drop the Imperial Castle. There's no point in helping you."

"Wait!! I haven't lost yet."

"No, you've been used. My last job while you're alive is to get my Zalbbeyle blade of retribution on you."

"Hino, no, no!!

A scream of fear emanates from Margork's mouth. Look at that, Orto tells the minister.

"Take him. You're free to kill him."

"Ha!!

The minister responded concisely to Orto's words but the voice contained feelings of joy that could not be hidden.

"Oh, yeah. There was only one condition."

Orto speaks to the ministers who tried to take him quickly.

"Make it as long as you can (...)"

Margork gave an expression of despair to Ort's words. Margork never thought he'd take such a cruel order.

"One of the causes of our encounter is in our minds."

"Ha!!

"No, no, no, no! Sir Zalbbeyle!! Have mercy!!

With a cold smile at Margork's words, Ort responded and Margork was drawn as he was.

Then for about two hours the screams of Margork and his men were echoed by Ort.

"Agimundo next..."

The ministers had a cruel crush on Ort's words.

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