The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

On the occasion of the Crusaders' military conference, representatives of various countries had gathered.

There are just a few kings sent to the Crusades, but talent like the king's brother, the prince, is natural.

Few other events bring you together.

Is that about the place of the Pope's funeral?

It's just that the Euphos Confederate Army wasn't here.

They are out to suppress the cities of the north, watching as soldiers leaving the city do not thrust the back of the siege formation.

On that occasion of the military conference, when a single routine report had been made, Epitaph Palazzo raised one hand.

Lord Epitaph, please talk to me.

said brother emperor Alfred, who is most in his seat.

Epitaph is just to the right, looking from the edge of the long desk where Alfred is sitting.

This was the second seat.

"Earlier, Lord Angelica captured a demon and questioned him with me, where he was able to get some serious information. I will explain this to you, Lord Angelica."

He was named, so Ange stood up.

"Now, let me explain. First of all…, a man of the dragon slayer (dragon slayer), whom I have talked about for a long time and which I could not finally capture, but whose qualities… turned out to be the father of King Alfred and, of course, the nephew of the man who murdered my father, the Uncle Lenitzcht Sacramenta"

When I said that, I felt the atmosphere of the meeting tightened.

"He is one who is in a position to inherit an area called the Howe family territory, in the southern part of the Kingdom of Siyalta. The region is the most fertile in the Kingdom of Siyarta, and the Howe family that governs it is quite… No, it may be said that it is the most powerful aristocracy. It also turns out that it was Princess Carroll of the Royal Siyalta who was with him"

A blur ran to the crowd.

It's incredible, rather than confused by misplaced paranoia.

"Ask a question?

It was a representative of the Galilee Union (Union), Fritz Ronnie, who raised his hand.

Only out of Galilee, he comes from a civilian, there are only a few medals, and the title is the honorary title Knight.

So I'm close to the last seat.

But there was intelligent light in my eyes.

A truly brilliant merchant sees things between royalties.

"Go ahead."

"I know Lord Angelica is more familiar with the national circumstances of the Kingdom of Siyalta than anyone else on this occasion. Why was the princess of a country at the forefront?

It was a natural question.

When it comes to a princess of a country, she usually grows up like a deep-window maid.

No matter how much it goes through the national context, Ange and I are not even looking into the personality of each princess of the Royal Family of Siyarta and Kirchna in detail.

The logic that came all the way out to the front couldn't even be explained to Ange, to be honest.

"I don't know, but... maybe you have the same kind of personality as me"

Things are different, and Angelica, the same princess, is on the battlefield in reality.

To joke, a small grin spread like a melody as it propagated to a meeting place.

"I see, I see."

That's what Fritz Ronnie said, snagging the hand he was putting on his desk and keeping his body deep behind his chair.

The modus operandi gave the impression of pulling a step back, silently communicating that there were no more questions.

If you put a beat to make sure you don't have any questions to follow,

"Let's continue. According to the man, they arrived in Reformation about six days ago, just before our arrival, and the next day they set off for Siyalta in a formation of princesses and citizens of the kingdom of Kirchna and three hundred soldiers"

With that said, the atmosphere of the meeting quieted down softly.

Because it was a bad story.

Whoever it is, if it exists like that, I want to make a chase.

but escaped six days ago, which was a rather harsh condition.

If it's two days a day, we can catch up with one breath before the horses get tired, but if they're free for six days, this one needs to be fully replenished as well.

I can't help but catch up and you can't win, so if you're going after 300, I want six hundred for this one.

If we were to have six hundred horseback riding squadrons with full replenishment, this would be quite a hassle.

Also, even if we implement it, there is no guarantee that we can capture it.

It was an opportunity because of it, but this time it was a shame. That is.

That kind of atmosphere was spreading.

"Thank you, Lord Angelica. Have a seat."

Ange sat on the spot as Epitaph pinched his mouth.

"Our papal realm would like to destroy them"

When Epitaph said so, the meeting place went out of its way.

Some blatantly flaunted their faces.

Even for Ange, Epitaph's remarks were his first ears.

"Except there are a thousand elite people to take. They say that the three hundred men who are their soldiers chose the youngest of the castle soldiers. If you are a thousand of us Knights of the Sacrament, let us kick your ass easily."

Epitaph said a good thing of prestige.

But that was certainly what Epitaph said.

Young people are still often inferior to proficiency, and a soldier is not something that you can fight from that day on if you collect numbers.

If you gathered them and took them the next day, they might be more vulnerable than the peasant militia.

Unlike the general soldiers of the papal realm, the Knights of the Bodhisattva under Epitaph are the elite units directly under the Pope.

Continuing the tradition of the Divine Guard Empire on the day of his reign, he has an impeccable array of soldiers in both skill and morale.

If the story of Jaco Yoda was true, if it was a clash in a state of plenty, it could have fought a thousand or so.

but the problem is not so simple.

The question is, how far do we go?

The opponent's speed is unknown, but chasing means in this case eating into the opponent's control.

Though the opponent of defeat, that is a dangerous thing to do as general common sense.

Even when it comes to the defeated armies that kicked in the match, the enemy armies are not known where they are regrouping.

No matter how elite you are, there is a danger of defeat if you clash with a large group of enemies where you protrude and invade.

"At that time, I would like to bring you Lord Angelica, who knows the way to the back. Do you mind?"

Epitaph moved his face slightly, looked at Alfred and smiled at him with his mouth.

Something's wrong with the question. And Ange thought.

This question asks for authorization to borrow Angelica as one of the gestures under Alfred.

But it is Alfred who has the authority to decide whether or not to judge this appearance.

Given the traditional rule of the group called the Crusaders, when it comes to Alfred's no, this appearance will need to be suspended.

In turn, the story of borrowing or not borrowing has been since we were allowed to go out.

Speaking of which, it may be said that now Epitaph has decided on the actions of the army over Alfred's head.

But as for Alfred, it's not a good idea to rival Epitaph here.

You may even think it is preferable that this adventure will leave a hole in the responsible part of the papal territory, but that there will be no papal territory to say something about.

At the same time I hoped to say no, Ange's head was shaking her head vertically.

Alfred showed a bit of sincerity and after a while,

"Approve"

I said.

After the meeting, Ange followed Epitaph to the papal faction,

Lord Epitaph, please reconsider.

As soon as I entered the tent, I said so immediately.

"Why?

Epitaph answers, sitting in a sleek wooden chair that obviously seems inconvenient for transport.

Its eyes did not even reflect the confusion of the shards.

"The target is too far ahead, and if you follow it, you're in danger."

Ange wasn't at all worried about Epitaph's safety or anything, but she was worried about herself.

Epitaph is not a boss to Ange, but he is, so to speak, in character.

I don't have the muscle to take orders, but for my brother King Alfred, Ange is better off disappearing.

Where Ange said no, orders would be given to follow from his brother.

For Ange, there was no choice not to accompany her.

If so, I'll have to make Epitaph change his opinion.

"With me, it's in the hands of the devil on purpose, and I'm not going to die. I have a plan."

Strategies?

"We're going to use the ship. We have so many ships. You won't have the hands to not use it."

Does that mean landing operations?

With ships, we can certainly gain advantages.

Near the Reformation is set up a pier overlaid with empty barrels as an extraordinary docking yard, close to which many ships anchor.

There were many ships in their spare time.

Ange can't do it, but with Epitaph's voice, it's not hard to use them.

"Depending on the wind conditions, it can also precede the” crease ”on the peninsula."

"Is the fleet free to use?

Ange heard.

"There is no inconvenience in carrying about a thousand people"

"Nevertheless, from reformation to the border, I say that a healthy leg can tread in a little over ten days"

Already six days ahead.

No way, I don't think the people walking with the evacuees can walk as well as healthy adult men, but it's no different that they're badly ahead of us.

If you get to the border, there is a national army of the Kingdom of Siyalta beyond it, so you can't hand it over there.

Even when it comes to using a ship, a ship is fast enough to catch up with a horse if the sail is so smooth that it can be broken, but once it is swept, it cannot move unless it is a ship with a mechanism to move it with a kai.

"If you don't try, you don't understand."

Epitaph said, like a monk who obeys the transcendent will.

I can't even see a tour.

It was also true that determination seemed stiff and you wouldn't know if you didn't try.

"Okay. Well, I'll accompany you."

From Ange's point of view, we had no choice but to remain vigilant no matter which way we were here.

Even though the prospects are dim, this would be a great feat if we were to be associated with the epitaph and get both the Howe family brothers, and the princess.

"I'll give you one quick opinion."

"What is it?"

"No matter how hasty, it should take a day or two to board or load supplies. Then I'd like you to turn in the gunships and shell the bridges first."

A gunship is a ship that loads artillery onto a ship and has recently emerged as a species.

This was invented by the Republic of Albio, known for its piracy, whose experience, initially scattered in merchant ship escort warfare, led merchants to equip their ships with artillery and subsequently also to be recruited by military ships.

As things stand, Ange had a promising view of this ship species, although it is not so sophisticated because of its poor hitting rate and the lack of artillery numbers.

"I see. Is a bridge something near the estuary?

"The big one's bridge, you're right. There's also a small bridge upstream, so breaking the bridge will turn you around, but if you make it, you can earn respite."

"Excellent. Let's move it to execution."

I can tell the story and admit others are the few beauties of this man.

Yes, Ange thought.