The one who flies above the one who jumps (1)

Although the royal palace is usually like that.

Breton’s palace was particularly large and luxurious.

The wide hallway is full of treasures from various colonies, and colorful murals are painted on the walls.

In a building divided into eight buildings, there are about 200 bedrooms for guests and servants, five kitchens, and 53 offices. 34 bathrooms, 13 parlors and 5 large conference rooms.

In addition, additional facilities such as a library, a music hall, and an exhibition room that doubles as a museum are also substantial.

By the way, a corner of the architecture that reveals the majesty of the empire.

There was one office that was as shabby as the servants’ rooms.

Staying in a room that seems to have been cut out of a splendid royal palace are the most precious people in the entire empire.

It’s natural if it’s natural, but the empire’s capital wasn’t like this from the beginning.

Originally, it was a humble mansion of a small lord.

But there is one sanctuary that not even the best architects can touch.

That is the office that has been used since the first king.

It was the room where the current Queen and Prime Minister work together.

The young queen, who looked a little weak, was receiving a report just in time. Even though she was in her own office, she received the messenger’s report with an uncomfortable expression as if she were in someone else’s room.

“Ooh, all the envoys we sent are dead?”

“That’s right. It is said that Frederick, the commander-in-chief of the allied forces, killed him without listening to the story properly.”

Kneeling and bowing his head, the messenger reported again with his whole body trembling.

It has long been the custom of the nobility of this world to execute in a fit of anger a messenger who has brought bad news.

Then the prime minister next to him laughed and cut off the tip of his cigar and lit it.

“Frederick’s atrocities are not your fault. Okay, so go back.”

“Yes, Prime Minister.”

After a while, the door to the office was closed, and the prime minister let out a long puff of cigarette smoke.

Although he looked quite cool, the middle-aged man with a slightly protruding stomach gave an impression more suitable for a mafia than a prime minister.

When the queen next to him smelled the smoke and coughed, he hurriedly put the cigar in the ashtray and extinguished it.

“Sorry, Your Majesty. I inadvertently… … .”

“no. It’s something that helps the prime minister think. So how is it?”

The Queen, as usual, sought the Prime Minister’s opinion in the familiar manner.

The Prime Minister also conveys his thoughts very naturally.

“I thought the envoy’s tongue would be able to evacuate about 10 percent of the allied forces, but it’s Frederick, after all. Heaven wants to know why it sent me to this earth and also gave birth to Frederick… … .”

When the prime minister complained playfully, the queen was shocked and shocked.

“Is it a big deal then?”

“no. After all, with the help of two of the Six Kings, and the new weapons being completed soon, it would be rather difficult to lose in a war like this. Don’t worry, Frederick’s performance is within the calculation range.”

The Prime Minister regains his serious attitude and reassures the Queen.

The queen calms her shocked heart and reprimands him.

“You made fun of me again. Do you find it so much fun to deceive your lord?”

There is resentment in her tone, but no sincerity.

The two were already bound by strong trust.

The Prime Minister returns to the position of a teacher teaching students and asks her.

“What are you so worried about, Your Majesty?”

“Isn’t it probably too hasty with the war of conquest? Was it necessary to advance the timing by being in debt to two of the Six Kings?”

“What’s the point of slowing down the timing like you just said?”

The Prime Minister’s answering questions with questions was a habit established during his life as a professor.

His theory is that it is irresponsible to teach students the correct answer right away.

So, as usual, the queen had to reflect on her question.

“That gives me time to train soldiers and make weapons. It is also easy to conduct preliminary work before the war.”

“That’s right. But in the meantime, enemies will grow too. Our Breton Empire has a chance to conquer the continent right now.”

“yes?”

The Prime Minister’s reply was beyond the Queen’s understanding.

In the end, he sat the queen down and went to class.

“At first glance, Breton’s growth rate is frighteningly fast, but this gap will soon catch up. Originally, the human race is a race that is good at copying others.”

“Still, developing weapons like rifles and machine guns that other players have been talking about… … .”

“Did they say that?”

As the Prime Minister slightly furrowed his forehead, the timid Queen waved her hands.

“Mu, of course, the Prime Minister must have his own intentions. I didn’t hear them straight away either.”

“As I said earlier, humans are very good at copying things. However, in fields such as weapons and strategies, its characteristics are more prominent. Of course, being weeded out in that field is a matter of life and death.”

“Are you saying that if we invent such weapons, other countries will quickly copy them?”

When the Queen understood part of what the Prime Minister was saying, he smiled happily.

“That’s right. That’s why I started producing tanks instead of powerful war weapons such as rifles and machine guns. It’s hard to copy the history of weapon development if you skip several stages at once. Anyway, tanks are enough to push back enemies on the plains.”

The Prime Minister, who habitually took out a cigar, stuck it back into his pocket.

Listening to a lecture at an unexpected time, the queen holds her hands together like a faithful follower.

“okay. If we catch up that way, will it become very difficult in the future?”

“If the machine guns and trenches used in our world were invented, the pace of war would be very slow and it would become a war of attrition. It’s very lethal for our small population Breton. So it’s better to see the game quickly with a primitive war like now.”

After a rough explanation, the Prime Minister bows his head to the Queen, who has not yet been worried.

“Your Majesty believed in me and gave me full support, so in return I will dedicate the world to Your Majesty. Please wait for us as we will surely build an empire that surpasses the British Empire.”

When the oath of familiar content came out, the queen blushed a little and responded in the same familiar way.

“All I need is the Prime Minister.”

The guards who guarded the outside of the office managed to correct the twisted corners of their lips today.

* * *

Following Frederick’s order, the lieutenant who delivered the delegation’s head entered Elom’s barracks, bleeding. The colleagues who greeted him quickly brought bandages and herbs and made a fuss.

“Elrom, the lieutenant has returned.”

“I was shot in the shoulder by an arrow. Call the chaplain right now!”

“Where is the military chaplain here now? Their church was in ruins, so everyone went back to the main church.”

Chris, who heard the untimely commotion and ran over, kicked his tongue, and Illesis behind him stepped out.

“Let me help you.”

“Ah, wizard!”

Eventually, the arrow was pulled out and a simple healing spell was used, and the dripping blood stopped.

The wound was not very deep and the first aid was well done, so it was easy to treat.

The adjutant, relieved of the excruciating pain, bowed his head to Illesis and greeted him.

“thank you. When I threw the head of the delegation, the eyes of the Imperial Army turned upside down… It didn’t go back until after the arrow had been hit.”

“It must have been a provocation, though.”

Although their comrades were shot by arrows because of the orders of their superiors.

The knights showed no signs of resenting Frederick.

Tyrone looked at them and whispered to Chris.

“Those people follow that old man well.”

“Don’t even do that. Do you know what type of general you dislike the most from a soldier’s point of view?”

When Chris, who had the experience of a mercenary, lightly asked, Tyrone let out a dazed moan before replying.

“hmm… Are you a stupid general?”

“No, he’s a losing general.”

When I thought about it, Tyrone’s expression hardened slightly at the obvious answer.

But Chris continued his story with confidence.

“Whether you’re smart or be kind to your subordinates… If you lose the war, your horns are useless. So it’s natural for the knights to do that.”

The greatest virtue a longevity should possess is victory.

And Frederick boasts the highest win rate among the longevity of the Coastal Nations Alliance.

It is very difficult to defeat him head-on unless you bring a fraudulent item like a tank like last time.

The loyalty shown by Frederick’s men comes from such a win rate.

The trust accumulated over many years is not easily shaken by being hit by an arrow.

The cavalrymen, whose morale had risen thanks to Illesis’ healing spell, headed for the mountains with Elom.

On the steep mountain road, you can already see soldiers gathered from all over the place.

Illesis, who was riding behind Chris, noticed a procession that looked like a swarm of ants and asked.

“chris. Where are those people going?”

“Let’s go to the fort built on top of the mountain. It’s famous for mountain range defense, but you can’t camp down there.”

“huh? Was there a castle at the top of this mountain?”

“There are several. It doesn’t have a jaw to protect the entire mountain range, but it can serve as a strategic point.”

Originally built to serve as watchtowers, the weak fortresses became the light and hope of the allied forces.

As Elom’s troops passed the soldiers and made their way to the fortress, they could see the shirtless sappers working diligently on the additions.

The task of raising and increasing the wall using sand bags and stones seemed very difficult, but the sweat shed now will replace the blood shed later.

The place where Elom’s troops camped was the largest and strongest of the forts in the mountains, and it was also an important one.

After passing through the busy city gates, Elom explained to his men.

“As everyone knows, this is the most important base for this war. If this place is attacked, our unit will also suspend operations and return to defend it.”

“Wherever you go on an operation, are you coming back right away?”

The faces of the knights who were supposed to be roaming the entire mountain range were stained with earthy colors.

Then Elrom nodded and emphasized the importance of this base again.

“If this is over, the fortresses on both sides will fall immediately. Then the war is over.”

“Everyone unpack and wait for the departure. The Imperials are ready, so they will move within a few days.”

After a short order from the adjutant, the troopers moved into their new barracks.

The barracks, which seemed to have been moderately renovated from the original stables, boasted a very flimsy appearance.

But even this is the best in this mountain.

Apparently, they were assigned a good barracks because they were the elite in charge of an important mission.

The foot soldiers who have just climbed the mountain build tents on the bare ground without even these things.

The troopers got off their horses and quickly tidied up the inside and made space for Chris and his party.

“Oh wow, look at that roof opening. If it rains later, it will be over.”

“are you okay. I don’t think I’ll be able to stay long anyway.”

“First of all, create a position for a wizard.”

While the cavalrymen were laying straw bales on the floor and fixing the roof, Chris and his party left the barracks and looked around the fort.

Aside from the conscripts, there were countless people inside the walls that were a bit unreliable.

There are mercenaries hired by the allied forces, merchants who trade with soldiers, blacksmiths mobilized from all over the world, as well as minstrels who have arrived to watch the war.

Chris clicked his tongue bitterly when he saw a familiar face among the men with lutes.

Then, recognizing him on the other side, he quickly came over to greet him.

The bard I met in the city of artisans has a smile as if he knew it would turn out like this.

“It’s been a while, adventurers. Somehow, he seems to have a lot of interest in the Breton Empire… … .”

“The war will start soon, so can I stay here?”

Illesis said slightly worried, and the minstrel knelt down in front of her.

“Thanks for your concern, but you have to take risks to make good songs.”

“Ah yes… Make a lot.”

Illesis hid behind Chris’ back, avoiding the bard who tried to kiss the back of her hand.

Just as Chris was shaking his fist at him, the guard on the castle wall shouted.

“It’s a raid! Red raid! The Breton Empire is moving!”

“Assemble the Elom Troops! Players, please assemble immediately!”

When one of the troopers who was clearing the barracks shouted, Chris and his party moved quickly.

Eventually, the bard, left alone, climbs the wall with a face full of expectations.

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