Wortenia Senki

"Right... did you make it? Count Zeleif is safe, more importantly."

Upon hearing the report brought by Tristron, a city in the western part of the Kingdom of Roselia, Ryo Trun, with a deep sigh of relief, placed the pen in his right hand on his desk.

"Yes, the news from Sarah was that the first raid seemed to have killed Count Zeleif's escort, which was a pretty dangerous situation, but that Sarah and Mr. Saki managed to kill the assassins and then held talks with Master Elena safely. The contents of the talks were as expected by Master Ryo Shin... and it was agreed that you both would discern Queen Lupis. Elena also wrote to me that she would like to discuss the fate of this country with Liang Zhen."

When he quickly glances through the letter offered, Ryo Jin smiles contentedly and "kazake" into the candle "candle fire.

Elena's adequacy as a politician is never high, even if she is a capable soldier.

Elena is fully aware that it is not a vessel to reign as the king of a nation if it is to accommodate the town as a nobleman.

The content is that I would like the future to be discussed on the surface, but there is no mistake in considering the fact that I want to come under Liang Zhen's umbrella.

Ryo Jin looks up at the ceiling as she leans deeply against the chair as the scorching smell can stand indoors. There was a pleasant look on that face somewhere.

"After all, Count Zeleif did exactly what I thought, well, there are only a few reasons why that man should leave King's Capital to see Mr. Elena this time of year."

"Yes, after persuading the Count of Bergst to discern Queen Lupis, to move to work with Master Elena... I never thought Master Zeleif would have this much action"

Laura threw her gaze at the letter in her hand again. I can see in that face the heart still leaning its neck towards the contents of this report.

At least from her point of view Count Zeleif has nothing but an appreciation to say plain little fat middle-aged man hidden in his brother-in-law's shadow. Even though people understand with their heads that it's not a sight, they're just amazed at where they hid so much talent in their appearance that could be taken as foolish.

"Surprised?

"Yes...... still unbelievable"

To Ryo True's inquiry, Laura nodded honestly with a confusing color on its beautiful face.

Even if I had been told beforehand, I still couldn't believe that Laura still had that mediocre-looking Zeleif showing so much movement.

But seeing Laura's attitude like that makes Ryo Jin laugh softly.

"That's the old man's hand. He's doing a good calculation of how his appearance affects his surroundings."

"Calculation......?

"Yes, calculations."

Together we are competent politicians and that brother-in-law of fame, but one is a dandy middle-aged man with a sophisticated and smart appearance and long strengths, and if the other becomes a middle-aged man with a low, plain weight, the ratings around us are set aside. By comparison, Count Zeleif is only a child of Count Bergston, or a puller.

That is the natural and natural consequence. So Zeleif took it backwards.

By carrying the dark parts of politics yourself.

"That man was aware that his appearance was plain and unattractive. And I usually hid in the shadows of Count Bergston, one or two steps away from my surroundings."

"Is that to... not attract people's attention?

"Well, if you say so, it's like the actor and the back"

It is the actor who shines with the audience's drinking in one hand on the stage, but it can be said that a backward presence supporting them from the shadows is essential to shine their presence. It's a plain and difficult job to appreciate. But that doesn't make the stage unless the back is thorough on the back.

The relationship between Zeleif and Bergston is also very similar to this.

Zeleif has played a dirty role by supporting Bergston from the shadows to show flashy activity. They could both be described as one destiny community.

"Either way, that's three more pawns."

"Dear Elena, you are the three Earls of Zeleif and Bergston."

"Oh, they're all pretty big pawns. Especially when it brought in Count Zeleif."

"Are you Count Zeleif?

Laura leans her neck unexpectedly to Ryo Tru's words.

There is no difference in the assessment that all three are powerful pawns. But naturally I thought the name of Elena or Count Bergston would come up when it came to the most powerful of the three.

Even if I learned from this one that Count Zeleif is a conspirator who doesn't come close to me, it's normal to think of him as nothing more than an elena who has a lot of track record as a soldier and can make a name for herself in neighboring countries, or a Bergston who has been wielding exploitation under Queen Lupis.

But seeing Laura's expression like that, Ryo Jin slowly shook her neck to the side to embarrass her.

"The information network that he has is difficult to obtain in Saitama Iga. It's the most important thing to cut Roselia apart in the future."

As a bearer of intelligence and espionage, Saitama Iga is a very important pawn for Ryojin, but if they alone say these jobs are perfect, that's not why they say so.

There are about two hundred Iga Saitama people, including women and children. I have taught my ninja skills to a child I bought as a slave, but I would have just said that around a hundred people would be useful for that too.

Of course, Iga Saitama is going to expand its size in the future, but given the growing territory in the future, we really don't have enough hands.

Especially if we were to grasp the trend of the nobles, we needed a person familiar with the social world.

(Well, I'm not going to leave much nobility...)

Ideal country painted on the back of Ryo True's brain. It's a country of thorough meritocracy,

Basically Liang Zhen doesn't like being said to be noble.

No, more precisely, the perception is that the vast majority of aristocrats, with the exception of a very few who are competent, are pests who exploit taxes from the civilian population and immerse themselves in pleasure.

And as much as we can tolerate the spread of pests called aristocracy in gardens called my own country, it is not sweet to say that Ryo Mitsuki is true.

But the ideal would be to attack and destroy all the nobles in Roselia and make the whole territory a direct jurisdiction, but that would take too much effort.

If so, there is one option left.

You can spend some time dividing the balls from the stones and further sorting the more divided balls.

To do this, we really need a human arm called Count Zeleif.

The power of a man who knows all behind the nobles in Roselia.

Nevertheless, it is still a distant story of the future for Count Zeleif to demonstrate its true value under Ryo Trun.

In the small lords of the border, it is only a terrible thing to dream and paint.

(For now, that's the first step... how about that? Can we go?)

As originally planned, civil unrest has broken out in Roselia, and it is difficult for government bureaucrats below the King to follow suit and focus on the border.

Under the present circumstances, some impotence can be pushed through. It would be this Zeleif raid that represents that as it were.

Normally, there would be no more obvious raids.

Whether it's poisoning or blackmailing, there must be a few tough ways to deal with it.

In the meantime, I purposefully raided the carriage. It is natural to assume that it contains a warning to the nobles dissatisfied with Lupis.

At this time of year, there will be only one human being who wants to cross that dangerous bridge for Lupis.

"It's a good time... call Simone and Zhongwong as soon as possible"

Hearing the two names released from Liang Zhen's mouth, Laura instantly understood the intent.

"Master Ryo Shin...... So here we go"

"Oh, I'll take over Ipilos"

Hearing the words, Laura leaves the room to call the two of them.

Liang Zhen, left alone in the room, turned his gaze to the Japanese sword erected beside the desk.

It has been waiting for the user for hundreds of years, giving way to the testimony of those who inherit the will of the clan from the Iga Saitama people.

There is a grin on Ryo's true face as she is illuminated by the sunset that plunges through the window. That would have looked like a bloodstained ghost face if someone else had been in this room.

"Now I can finally get you to work too... keep up the good work and cry"

Liang Zhen slowly cuts the carp mouth, whispering in a gentle tone to its martial arts Japanese sword.

At that moment, out of nowhere, I heard a groan of wind in my bright true ear.

It's like a ghost crying...