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[WN] Emperor's Seventh Son : 17 - 1 Part 2


17-1 Part 2

Shinza, Wanna Drop By My Place!?

- Country Knight -


Translator : PolterGlast


With that happening, we are now here in a rural town in the frontier. The shared carriage's final stop for tonight just happened to be this small town.

We were made to wait quite a bit, but the appetizers, ale, and milk we ordered finally arrived.

Now then, first we fill our stomachs, let's eat, drink, and make some noise, wahahaha!

Umu, there is no reason to refuse. I shall specially let you spend a pleasant dinner time with Wagahai.

Together with the Evil Dragon-sama who specifically materializes at every meal, we shoveled the appetizer roast beef salad into our stomachs. Not enough. Eventually, the food from the unglazed large platter had disappeared without a trace.

Oi, it's already gone, bring the next one quickly! If you don't, I'll deep-fry this chair and eat it!

We'll pass. You and Zirant eat that yourselves.

Kukuku, to include Wagahai in that. Goodness, there are some Apostles with no manners...

No, it's hard to hear that while you're slurping the meat juices from the plate... Eating the plate itself would be more refined...

The tavern staff also seemed to faintly begin suspecting that the customer named Sigrun was a bad one. Ignoring the cold gazes of the other customers, we gorged ourselves on the local specialties.

It seems beef is famous in this region, and while it's expensive, it is certainly delicious here. The local liquor here made from western corn is undistilled, which might be why it has a rather strong, peculiar taste and is difficult to drink.

Beef and tomato stew, thick-cut steak, tortillas with meat and vegetables wrapped in corn flour dough. Corn oil and butter are also local specialties here, so there were many greasy menu items for one reason or another.

Phew, ate, ate, with this my stomach is about half full. Waiter, 5 servings of beef jerky!

Then order 7 servings for Wagahai.

Rather than filling my stomach, the inside of my mouth is already greasy. Thinking I wouldn't be able to eat deliciously any more than this, I chose prudence, but—it seems those guys know no limits...

Urgh, urp... How much are you going to eat, you two...

Yeah, even I can't keep up with this much longer.

Shinza is just as bad... Being in this gathering makes me feel like a light eater...

Perhaps the physical structure itself is different between Sigrun and us.

However, Zirant, 7 servings of jerky is overdoing it no matter what. Do you honestly think the world will accept a punchline where legend of the Evil Dragon Zirant ends due to an excessive intake of sodium?...

Kukuku... No need to worry. If I were to die of a lifestyle disease, I couldn't continue being a Dragon God. ...By the way, have you noticed? A strange man has been looking this way for a while now.

Sorry, I was distracted by your eating habits and didn't notice at all. When I casually followed Zirant's sidelong glance, a strange man had indeed taken a seat at the counter, frequently stealing glances this way.

His age is around forty, I guess. White hairs float in his lusterless brown hair. There is no sense of cleanliness on his unkempt bearded face, and yet his attire was also strange. As far as I know, the buckler and cloak he wears are items permitted only to the knight class of the Knight Order.

The owner is serving alcohol to such a dirty knight in a half-flattering manner. He looks suspicious, but he seems to be highly regarded here.

Yo, you guys are quite lively.

Wahahaha, since we just hit the jackpot! Our purse strings are super loose!

When our eyes met, that guy stood up from his seat and spoke to us. If he called himself a former knight who had his knight rank stripped, I would believe it.

I see, I see, that's a joyous occasion.

Besides, it was a fierce battle for the first time in a while! To think we'd end up fighting such a dangerous monster! Hey, what do you think we fought!? Not just a horde of Abyss Ogres, but a burning giant!

Oi, Sigrun. Your mouth is loose...

The other party is clad in knight's equipment. And we did the exact opposite of what the Lord of this land intended. If the townspeople lose their livelihoods and become refugees, the ones who profit are those holding slave manors. It's as good as having interfered with that. It wouldn't be strange to be resented.

Seriously... Big sister, did you defeat that...?

Not just me! It's the result of combining strength with Kachua and Shinza here! Listen to this, these two, even though it was a battlefield, showed me a way of fighting that inadvertently made my heart burn so much...!

Sigrun, listen to me...

Sigrun doesn't listen to anyone's orders. Instead of demanding a hierarchical relationship from anyone, she doesn't take orders from anyone. That's the kind of woman she is.

I see, it really was you guys. Then, this is my treat.

Wahahaha, my policy is to not refuse treats! Ooh~~, you're a good guy!

It seems he had an arrangement with the shop staff. When the knight signaled, a staff member brought over a small keg of ale.

The only one who rejoices at such a gift is Sigrun. The horned woman hugged the keg with a smile from ear to ear. Now for this development. What do you think, Zirant?

Sigrun isn't stupid either. Let her swim for a while. As far as Wagahai has sniffed, it doesn't seem like there's anything strange mixed into the alcohol.

The keg was opened immediately, and ale was poured into large mugs. Zirant shrewdly held out her own mug and had the bitter, alcohol-smelling ale poured for her.

You're not cautious, huh...

Yeah, 'cause there's no need to be! Gulp gulp gulp... Puhaaah, delicious!!

Kukuku... This makes the jerky go down well.

When you drink alcohol looking like that, it makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong. Shifting my gaze away from Zirant, I saw that the middle-aged knight and Sigrun were already starting to hit it off.

You brother-and-sister don't hold back either and drink up. This is like a token of gratitude.

...Understood, I'll have a little.

With this physical body forged by the Book of the Evil Dragon, even if slightly poisoned, it would probably just end with a stomachache. I downed the bitter, smooth liquid in one go.

Yo, Shinza! The best drinking style in the Empire!

Now drink, drink more, drink heavily and pass out, and let me take you home!

But that seems to have been a mistake. When I tapped the table with the wooden cup, new ale was poured until it overflowed...

Well, you see, no matter how much I proposed the subjugation of that to the higher-ups, they wouldn't take me seriously at all... I was also troubled 'cause I couldn't lay a hand on it.

Kukuku... It was the right answer not to lay a hand on it. Even if you defeated the Abyss Ogres, facing that burning giant, retreat would have been certain.

Umu! If Shinza wasn't there, even I would have been hard-pressed to handle that!

Is that so, the knight turned curious eyes toward me. I'm not conceited enough to answer 'yes, that's right' to that. Without Sigrun's brute strength and combat sense, it would have been difficult to push that thing into the water.

Well! With this, those guys' plan to expand the slave manors is delayed. It's thanks to you guys.

Are you against that law?

This knight looks dirty, but his mind seems sharp. Such a man with two sides, drinking ale vigorously with Sigrun, laughing seemingly very happily.

Against it or whatever, there's no future in that. Local manors getting bigger means the nobles and the State Church holding the manors get stronger. The people aren't so patient as to be content with being treated like slaves forever... If handled poorly, it's a bad law that could blow this Empire away.

Puis and Aniue said something similar. If that's the case, ideologically, does it mean this man is closer to our side? That being said, it doesn't change the fact that he's in a position on Yord's side, which controls the Knight Order.

You think quite a lot. If you say so, I'm sure that's how it is.

Hahaha, Sigrun is a weirdo too, but you're a bit strange yourself, bro... Oh, right, if you'd like, won't you stay over at my place? Let me hear the details.

He's friendly, but if this man is a spy for Yord, it would be troublesome. I can't carelessly leak information. That being said, if he specifically put on knight's equipment to come spy on us, he's a massive idiot.

Zirant, what do you think?

It looks like it would be more comfortable to sleep there than a tavern-inn.

That's not what I'm talking about... I'm asking your opinion on whether he can be trusted or not.

Bro, just like the Imperial army ain't a monolith, the Knight Order ain't necessarily one either. It can't be helped that the relationship between the Imperial army and the Knight Order is bad due to both sides' positions, though...

What, Shinza, are you still doubting him~?

That's right. There is nothing better than being cautious.

When I stated my unvarnished reply, rather than taking offense, the middle-aged knight laughed. Showing his goodwill toward us exactly as it is in his expression, he's saying 'you're cold, bro' with a laughing face.

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[WN] A Hero From a Remote Village : Chapter 274


Chapter 274

Flight Ability


Translator : PolterGlast


Partly because she sucked out my power, it seems she has acquired a number of convenient abilities. If she grows a little more, she should be able to enter the city by changing into her human form, and I feel she will be useful in various ways. If I could make one more wish, it would be for her body in her dragon state to grow larger. If she does, movement through the sky will become possible, after all.

You've achieved an evolution beyond what I imagined. I want to try riding on you, Blut, and right now I'm even thinking I want you to grow up quickly.

I want to try giving you a ride too, Master~!

Reverting to her human form, Blut said that while jumping up and down. I want her to learn properly under Bane, and in the future, I'd like to travel the world together.

Flight practice is essential, isn't it. There are various undead of all sizes, so let's practice properly carrying them until your body grows larger.

Yeah! I'll do my best for you, Master~!

As far as I'm concerned it's nothing but something to be grateful for, but the undead forced to keep her company seem like they'll have a hard time.

The majority of undead are resistant to physical damage, so they are optimal. She can practice without worrying.

It certainly makes them perfect for practice, huh. I suppose I'll leave that area to Bane's domain and take my leave soon.

If there aren't any particular problems, it'd be a help if you had her practice flying. If you find out anything else about Blut, let me know. Well then, I'll be returning to Biodasdal.

Understood. If anything happens, I will report it to you at any time.

Ehh~! You just woke up, but you're already going home, Master~?

There are people worrying about me, after all. I'll come visit again in the near future, so listen properly to what Bane says until then.

Yeah! You absolutely have to come visit, okay!

I raised my heavy hips, patted Blut's head, and then left Bane's house. Even so... my body is far too heavy. My physical condition is so bad it's hard to believe I slept for three days. It might partly be because I slept too much, but it's certain that the naming is affecting me. I have to get my physical strength back quickly.

While thinking such things about my overly heavy body, I returned to Biodasdal at the fastest speed I could manage. Because I have absolutely no memories of while I was sleeping, it feels unbelievable that three days have passed since I left Biodasdal. Well, there's no way Bane would lie, and I think the reactions of Ginia and the others I'm about to meet will make me truly realize the period of time I was asleep.

My stomach was also overly empty, but I returned home without taking any detours. When I rang the house bell, I could hear footsteps hurriedly approaching the entrance as usual.

Aah! It really is Graham-sama! We were worried about you!!

Graham-san, welcome back!! Is your body alright!?

My bad for making you worry. My body is somewhat heavy, but I don't have any particular injuries, so I'm fine.

While patting the heads of Lia and Anne, I apologized for making them worry. Together with those two, I entered the house and headed to where everyone was waiting in the living room.

You were safe, weren't you, Graham-san. When I heard the story from Bane-san, I really thought my heart was going to stop.

Because he came to tell us you suddenly collapsed! You hadn't returned for three days since then, and although we were told not to come, we were just about to go check on you! I told Lia and Anne too, but my bad for making you worry. Various unexpected things happened, and I just kept sleeping while fainted.

It's not an illness, right?

Yeah. My body itself is the very picture of health, so there's no need to worry.

Because being healthy is one of my few redeeming qualities, after all. I've never contracted a serious illness, and I was genuinely surprised that I ended up sleeping for three days this time.

Collapsing even though you're healthy is more worrying, though! At any rate, if you're safe, I guess it's fine!

Graham-san, will you eat? You somehow look like you've lost a little weight, so if there's anything you want to eat, I'll prepare it.

In that case, we will make it, so please tell us anything you'd like.

Leave it to us. We'll make anything.

Tricia and Maud, who had been quietly watching up until now, said that while puffing out their chests. I'm overly hungry, and there's a ton of things I want to eat, but...

Because I was in a situation where I couldn't eat meals, I'd like to ask for something that's easy to digest and mildly flavored. Honestly, there's a lot of things I want to eat, and since you're putting your spirit into it, I do have the feeling of wanting to eat something else, though.

You don't need to worry about it at all. We will make something easy to eat and good for digestion.

Leave it to me.

Hurrying to the kitchen, the two of them immediately began cooking. I don't know what they will make for me, but it's my first meal in a while. Moreover, I can't help but look forward to being able to eat Tricia and Maud's cooking.

Ah, Graham-san is smiling, which is rare!

It's true! Are you looking forward to Tricia and Maud's cooking~?

It's my first meal in a while, after all. ...It's embarrassing, so please don't point it out every single time.

Ahaha! Graham is embarrassed!

You shouldn't tease him that much.

I also look forward to our daily meals, and I don't think it's something to be embarrassed about.

Because it was unconscious, it was embarrassing to have my smile pointed out, but... If everyone who looked so worried is now acting happily, I suppose I'll contentedly accept this cute teasing.

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[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 362


Chapter 362

(Kyle Calendar Year 515: Age 22)

Northern Front The Deceivers and the Deceived


Translator : PolterGlast


Two days had passed since Alexis instructed the Westlights Demon Territory Dukedom Army and the Imperial forces led by Viscount Durul to strategically retreat against the Istoria Orthodox Theocracy army that had invaded the northern part of the Empire, intentionally setting a network of traps at a stronghold further in the rear.

Invading from the border, they ruthlessly raided the villages along their march, plundering all supplies and harvests by the roots as they advanced further north.

However, when they reached a position just half a day's march before the narrow pass where Alexis and his forces lay in wait, they abruptly halted their advance.

It was almost as if they were openly mocking the defending army's calculations...

Around the exact same time, the combined forces of the three nations—pushed forward by the eager King Ville—were advancing deeper and deeper north into the Griffonia Empire territory, across the vast lands near the border between the Istoria Orthodox Theocracy and the Empire in the northeast.

They pushed their army forward as if marching through an entirely unpopulated wilderness; their invasion was progressing remarkably smoothly.

However... while the invasion itself was smooth, the harsh reality was that they had gained virtually nothing of substance.

What on earth is the meaning of this? There is absolutely nothing here!

Report! It appears the enemy forces withdrew their military without offering any resistance, Sire...

Exasperated by his close aide's completely irrelevant response, King Ville snapped.

Do you not understand what I am saying?! Pushing this far north has brought absolutely no benefit to us!

What he had anticipated from this campaign was not merely the acquisition of raw territory. He seized land specifically for the harvests it yielded, the wealth it held, and the people he could subjugate.

However, the inhabitants of the raided villages had almost entirely evacuated to the safe rear, and any remaining civilians, agricultural lands, and wealth had already been requisitioned by the Istoria Orthodox Theocracy army. Even the crops that had not yet fully ripened were completely harvested. Wherever the advancing forces of the three-nation coalition went, a desolate landscape resembling the aftermath of an attack by a massive swarm of locusts merely spread out in vain.

The villages scattered along their path of advance were left with nothing but thoroughly stripped, plundered fields and the charred, blackened remnants of houses that survived being set ablaze.

Those damned fanatics! King Ville spat out, cursing in extreme anger. While loudly proclaiming they possess 'no territorial ambitions,' they have completely gutted the land and stolen everything inside it!

At this rate, even if they successfully invaded and seized the land, they would gain absolutely nothing, and it would be utterly impossible to even procure provisions locally.

Your Majesty, how do you intend to proceed from here? Given the circumstances, I humbly advise that we temporarily withdraw our army and retreat near the border.

As if seeing straight through his sovereign's inner turmoil, an old general who had firmly opposed this expedition from the very beginning interjected to offer his counsel.

Even if we were to incorporate this land into our domain, we would be forced to defend it until the next harvest. Yet, there is no one left to till the soil, and it appears even the seeds themselves have been lost. Furthermore, Your Majesty surely understands that this terrain is fundamentally disadvantageous for defensive warfare.

The old general spoke his mind unflinchingly, staring directly into the eyes of his country's King. Within his gaze lay a resolute will, shadowed by a faint trace of sorrow.

If only it were King Divide the Great... If only it were the founding King Ville... Such unbidden thoughts inadvertently flashed through his mind.

Good grief, living too long is truly a curse. It seems I, too, have completely misjudged the timing of my retirement. To think I would end up placing myself in such an utterly worthless war...

Yet, even amidst these bitter thoughts, his sense of duty never wavered, and he refused to stop offering his honest counsel to ensure the best possible outcome.

If I were to do such a thing, I would be branded a foolish king who merely played with his soldiers and fruitlessly squandered resources! Furthermore, I would be subjected to endless slander for having let a golden opportunity slip through my fingers!

A golden opportunity... Sire? Right now, retreat is possible without suffering any catastrophic casualties. Surely, I believe that in itself would be the greatest possible achievement.

An achievement?! Without gathering the fruits of victory, by what right can you call that an achievement?!

By invading Empire territory, we have successfully deprived that nation of the opportunity to intervene in their civil war. Surely, this will suffice to save face before His Highness of the Empire?

What do I care about that?! Enough! You have already been entrusted with the command of the ten-thousand-strong vanguard army. You had better wield your tactical command so that you do not fall behind those arrogant princes of Lute and Cain!

The old general closed his eyes in silent resignation. The sovereign standing before him was utterly incapable of looking at the overall strategy from a bird's-eye view.

In this war, what the Empire desired were two specific things. First, to completely prevent the ally of their rival Third Prince—the Westlights Demon Territory Dukedom Army—from intervening in the civil war. Second, to ensure that the three-nation coalition and the Duchy completely exhausted their military strength and bled each other dry in the process of fighting.

Therefore, the correct means for a small nation to survive was to play along with their intent on the surface but completely fail to meet their expectations—meaning, they must avoid wasting their own strength in futile combat.

It seems he simply does not possess the caliber required to comprehend that... The old general swallowed the words rising in his throat.

If it were King Divide the Great... or rather, if it were any of the previous kings, they would have executed such delicate political maneuvering with absolute ease.

Very well then... The ten thousand troops under my command shall adopt independent movements to ensure that our allies do not suffer catastrophic casualties to their manpower. I trust you have no objections to this, Your Majesty?

Hmph, but of course. For what other reason do you think I entrusted you with more soldiers than my own direct royal division? While ensuring that our own forces suffer no losses, go achieve military results that will not pale in comparison to the other two nations.

Your words are deeply engraved, Sire. However, even speaking of military results... we can hardly achieve them if we simply continue to trail behind the dust left by the Istoria Orthodox Theocracy.

I am well aware of that! We shall temporarily withdraw our military from enemy territory, falling back away from the lands ravaged by those locusts. Right after, we shall pivot westward and push northward through the central sector, where their defenses are spread thin. Surely you understand the reason?

Because the enemy forces are heavily concentrated along the eastern front...

Then I leave the clearing of the path to you and the ten thousand soldiers entrusted to your command.

Understood. However... I implore you, under no circumstances must you overextend your lines.

With those final words, the old general turned on his heel and departed to mobilize his vanguard division.

This brief exchange revealed a subtle discrepancy in understanding between the two men—a minor rift that would later snowball into a massive, catastrophic blunder—though at this moment, King Ville remained entirely oblivious to it.

Having rid himself of the eyesore, King Ville took a breath and turned to question his close aide anew.

So, how are the movements of the other two nations at present?

They are maintaining a fixed distance behind us, following in our rear. Both armies harbor deep dissatisfaction with the current reality of having gained zero spoils of war, and it appears the princes of both nations are right on the verge of violently erupting. At this rate, even we will no longer be able to keep them under control...

Hahaha! If they are impatient, then that is entirely perfect. Send an emissary to them at once! Tell them: From this moment, we shall temporarily fall back and pivot to the west. Whether you wish to follow us to secure spoils of war or return to your own homelands is entirely up to you. However, the lands lying ahead along our new path of advance consist solely of pristine villages untouched by the locusts. Those lands shall be a free-for-all for plundering and cutting down as you please, so go secure your spoils of war to your heart's content!

Understood, Sire. But... are you truly certain about this?

Of course. To keep those beasts tethered to us, we must provide them with proper bait. Even if we advance deep into their territory, the enemy military possesses only a meager force; they will be forced to scatter their troops across multiple locations to mount a defense. How could they possibly execute an effective counter-defense under such conditions? After all, they have less than half the total manpower that we possess.

Understood. And what shall be the marching routes for our forces and the other two nations?

We shall distance ourselves from those greedy locusts (Istoria) and advance through the westernmost sector, furthest removed from our allied forces. Then, in the lands untouched by locusts, we shall thoroughly plunder everything there is to steal. Exactly as they did.

Is that not perilous, Sire? There is a grave danger of becoming completely isolated deep within enemy lines...

Hmph, and how exactly are they going to mount a counter-attack? Their military is heavily concentrated on the eastern side to intercept those fanatics. Even if they were to detach a portion of their forces to launch an interception, they would be forced to stretch themselves thin from east to west to respond. That plays directly into our hands.

I see... That is why you are choosing the westernmost advance, Sire. Using the armies of the other two nations as a meat-shield wall...

Hahaha! They will choose the path to act as a shield entirely of their own volition. It is no concern of mine!

Saying this, King Ville let an ominous, gloomy smile spread across his face.

Within his mind, a vivid and calculated post-war blueprint had already been meticulously drawn.

·         First, to take advantage of the chaos of war to plunder food and wealth from the Empire territory.

·         Second, to incite the two allied nations to become entirely consumed by reckless looting.

·         Third, to push these two nations as far forward into the front lines as much as possible.

·         Fourth, to ensure that the enemy forces, upon launching their counter-offensive, inflict the maximum possible attrition and casualties upon the armies of those two nations.

·         Finally, to thoroughly absorb the two nations depleted by this conflict once the war concludes, thereby fully restoring the ancient national prestige of their kingdom.

While appearing as though he had been thoroughly manipulated by Lugner, he was actually moving covertly based on completely different calculations.

Even before the old general pointed it out, he had suspected from the very beginning that the promise of freely cutting down and annexing Empire territory was too good to be true. He merely pretended to take the bait in order to steer the situation toward his own ultimate blueprint.

Ultimately, Duke Harry, Lugner, and King Ville were merely riding the exact same ship while harboring three entirely different, conflicting agendas that completely deviated from their public treaties.

We are forced by circumstances to alter our invasion route and advance from the westernmost sector. We shall move to commandeer the bounty of the earth and the treasures sleeping in those lands, which have not yet been brutally overrun by those fanatics. Convey this intent to the armies of Lute and Cain at once!

The reason the armies under the command of Lugner and Azel had thoroughly stripped and plundered every village along their path of advance was precisely to lure the three-nation coalition further and further to the west.

And now, they were intentionally halting the populace they had brought along to serve as shields, merely waiting for the three nations to push deep into the Empire territory.

Consequently, King Ville’s movements were playing out exactly in accordance with their deepest wishes.

But are you truly certain this is wise, Sire? Judging by the sheer arrogance of those young princes, if we grant them a free-for-all for plundering, I fear they will lose all semblance of military discipline and become entirely uncontrollable...

That is perfectly fine. Let them rage to their heart's content to satisfy their base desires at most. Both of those princes harbor grandiose, arrogant ambitions within their chests, but warfare is hardly as simple as those fools believe, and their actual caliber is pitifully small compared to the grand delusions they hold.

When someone exists on the exact same base dimension as oneself, their true nature becomes remarkably easy to see through.

In that regard, the scathing words King Ville used to describe the two young princes reflected his own personality as if staring directly into a mirror...

The three sons who thoroughly understood the immense hardships of their father, King Divide the Great, had always maintained a sense of reason even while squabbling among themselves, cooperating from a broader perspective whenever necessity demanded it.

However, King Ville, the son of the youngest brother, possessed absolutely no memory or understanding of the immense political struggles his grandfather endured.

Furthermore, the young princes of Lute and Cain, who were his great-grandchildren, were entirely out of the question.

The moment they received the notice granting them freedom to seize , the two young princes were completely ecstatic and immediately ordered their militaries to march out.

They were utterly consumed by the desire to outmaneuver King Ville, who was acting as the self-appointed leader of this expedition despite hailing from the lowest-ranking nation among them...

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