Chapter 40: 40 Lesson 38: Lottos of Anvil

"Just take a look at your brother there! This sword is not the same as the sword there. Legendary blacksmith who trained Diplodius' love knife Belkatzen of Sage Dawn of the Sword, passed on the supreme business (deliberately) from Roseamir of Asahi Light for generations, and the Zakharden Workshop is a modern day, and Michels of Purple Light has trained it, and it's a big product (oh deliberately) without two under the sky!

Lombardo spoke to Shester, who walks with him, laughing bitterly at the selling complaint of an overly lofty and fluent arms dealer.

"You're in for a tough time. Nevertheless, it is the merchants who sit on their liver. It's not weird when the battle starts right now, but it's as busy as the market."

As Lombardo put it, this road, which now leads from the headquarters of the Seven Nations Watch Corps to the rushing Lowenglin headquarters, was filled with the opening of various merchants on both sides of the road, in a flair such as this one here on Esta's Main Street.

And the propaganda complaints of the merchants springing from those stores were original and very humorous, with nature and grin spilling over the faces of the people on the road.

"This is what you mean when you want a merchant soul. But I think I'm a species of life."

"Indeed. If you die where you earned how much money, that's it. There's no way you can take the money you saved in the afterlife."

"Yeah. Living first is your top priority. By the way, I'm not dying because I was killed."

Seeing Shester say it with a true face, Lombardo said with a smile on his face that made him laugh.

"Is it something that won't die if you decide not to? That's another terrible thing to say."

"Yeah. That's right. It's amazing. I am. Didn't you know that before?

Still to Chester, who could tell with a true face, Lombardo sneezed his face and laughed, and if the two sentences didn't carry on, Chester also finally broke his true face and spilled a laugh.

Within doing so, the two reached the entrance to the Lowenglin headquarters and begged for guidance to the curtain hall where the generals were, revealing their identity names to the good-looking close guards who were nearby.

Then the red-handed, little fat man's good-looking Kingsguard took on "That sounds cheap," happily with a country dialect rounded out, and when he drew the two into the main unit with a full smile, he began to explain in good mood and detail the troop placement within the main unit, etc. in addition to the full country language.

Lombardo then looked at Shester and turned into a troubled face for each other.

Because, for example, the detailed placement of deployed troops belongs to military secrecy, and even if they are dignitaries of allies, they should never have been revealed.

Not to mention that the Lombards belong to the Republic of Valentin and the Pope of Lowenglin, which have established friendship, but did not form an alliance.

"No, you. Well... I appreciate the sentiment, but wouldn't it be better if you didn't tell us the contents of each curtain?

Lombardo gently stabbed the nail at the Kingsguard who went on explaining himself in a very good mood.

Then the red-handed, good-looking Kingsguard opened his mouth and looked up, then gradually began to fade (ahhh).

"Ah... how about this...? Right. Oh……………"

The Lombards had a great deal of trouble when they saw the Kingsguard who was in a bad mood earlier, dropped his shoulder and was very dark and depressed.

And the two found it to be an act for too many people to be too good decided to comfort this preferred Kingsguard.

"No. I wouldn't be so sick. You haven't said anything about the critical part yet. [M] The part you've said is just the part where we can make some guesses if we look around like this now. So if we don't get ahead of ourselves, nothing's wrong."

Upon hearing it, the Kingsguard asked Auntie and Lombardo.

"Is that true? What I did wasn't a big deal, was it?

"Yeah, I'm fine. No problem, but be careful in the future. You seem to be too nice."

"Oh, hey. I can't believe people are good, don't be like that. I'm just a fool. Don't let me tell you that I'm weak and powerful. I'm really sorry."

"No, that's not true. By the way, where are you from?

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"Yes, I was born in a small village called Anvil at the foot of Mount Valhalla, the highest mountain in the Gulf Mountains. It's a really small, nothing village anymore."

"Mount Valhalla is where the Karin tribe of the brave mountain nation is, isn't it?

Shester said instantly pulling something useful out of the immense knowledge contained in his brains of its kind.

"Yes. Right. I was a Karin, too. The Kalins, who originally lived in Miyama, now live as Ming people down at the foot. That said, only the countryside seems to take half a day to get to the nearby town."

"Was it? But I heard that the Kalins still do not give to the Pope of Lowenglin, and that they are still being armed in the vicinity of Mount Valhalla in an attempt to build a peaceful independent state?

Shester's questioning cast a deep shadow on the bright appearance of the Kingsguard.

"Yes. Right. We Min descended at the foot, separated from the Karin. It's to avoid every fight. But this is how I compete as a member of the Lowenglin. Both the Karin and Ming are fighting to avoid a fight. Right? You don't know what it is."

This confession of the Kingsguard profoundly pierced the minds of both of them as well.

Participate in every dispute to avoid every dispute. This is a great contradiction. But it is also an essential contradiction.

No uncontested land exists in this world more than the world is a time of war.

I just shouted how loud I didn't want to have every fight, and all around me, you can never forgive me for that.

The Karin chose to fight the Lowenglin by engaging the surrounding mountain peoples in an effort to make Mount Valhalla an uncontested land.

And the Min divided themselves from the Karin, and were at the foot of it, but it was not a paradise in which there was no dispute.

There it was, Pope Lowenglin.

Going down to the foot meant belonging to the Pope of Lowenglin.

When the Ming descend at the foot, apart from the Karin, the Ming make a pact to the effect that they will never join the dispute with the Karin in negotiations with the Pope of Lowenglin.

But that meant participating in a feud against an enemy other than the Karin.

Therefore, the good man of this red-faced little fat man was now in the Lowenglin HQ as a Kingsguard.

"I'm sorry. I haven't heard your name yet."

Lombardo corrected his manners and asked the Kingsguard.

"Yes, I am Lotos." Lottos in Anville. "

"Lotus in Anville? Then let me name you again. I am Lombardo Schneider, from Elmur, a province of the Republic of Valentin. This is my deputy, Helmut Shester."

Lombardo said a polite greeting to Lotus as to whether he had anything to think about it.

Shester agreed, and bowed politely to imitate (if) Lombardo.

"Ah, yes. No, that's polite. It's gonna light up."

Lotos scratched his head in embarrassment with a nostalgic smile on his face.

Lombardos, who saw such a pleasant smile of Lotus, also laughed with pleasure.

The pleasant laughter of the three favoured men stuck within the war-scented Lowenglin headquarters.

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