Chapter 420: 420 The Problems of Closed Powers, Part 1 ~ Signs ~

The time was in the middle of winter. At this coldest time of the year, the northern part of the continent is engulfed by heavy snow. So is Rockheir, home of the Friedelinde Mercenaries, and so is Romansland. Romansland during this time of year can't help transporting supplies because of the snow that has fallen. The carriage will not itch before the wheels if it does not snow, and the snow will accumulate later from beyond which the snow has been rolled away.

Nevertheless, the minimum necessary material transport must be carried out for the operation of the country, for which Romansland is releasing the bulk of the continent's largest army. No, rather, it can be said that it was the right historical fact that the size of the army was increased in order for the country to carry out the transportation of supplies.

Let's talk a little bit about Romans Land history. This part of the land was originally the nest of demon kings. The mountains are steep, and the snow is hard to attack deeply, and easy to protect. Perhaps it was only natural that the demon kings preferred this place, where Pilebos was held back and turned into a heavenly fortress. Because even Arnelianism at the time was such a situation as to put it behind us.

Man was a slave to the demon kings. Or it was a toy. Depending on the mood of the demons, they are ravaged, hospitalized, and killed. Those days. The people of this land lived frightened but gave up somewhere.

Among them stood up was a tribal youth who lived at height. The young man, who was able to converse with the dragon, ran among the dragon tribes with his best friend Fei Long, who grew up with him, turning with them on his side. And eventually with some of the true dragons on his side, the youth began to defy the Demon King.

Soldiers gather under the youth, and eventually they drive away many demon kings and finally succeed in building a single nation. That is what Romansland is today, and the youth became the first king. The young man's hair is brunette, his eyes are beautiful blue, and he is told that a strange tattoo was born on his back.

But no one was born who could then have a conversation with a dragon in Romansland. Although every few generations people were born representing the same tattoo as the first king on a part of their body, they were somewhat compatible with dragons and conversation was impossible. The interaction between Romans Land and the dragons therefore slowly faded, leaving them with vast areas of occupation and ways to keep and tame the flying dragons and the overwhelming military power that used them.

For all these reasons, Romansland had no deep involvement with Arnelia, and Romansland, which had the means to travel even in the middle of winter because it was available to Fei Long, was invincible in the country. According to the dragon race, the wings are resistant to the cold and are not even frightened by some snowstorms.

Romansland, who also had the means of attack from overhead outside the country, made repeated invasions of other countries, but they did not expand their national territory more than they had to, they could not. It was difficult to grow crops. Their grain production capacity was limited in the land, and they could not have fought so many large-scale battles. It was also difficult for neighbouring countries to demonstrate their ambitions even more because of their desire to be respectful. And, of course, don't forget that Arnelianism has all sorts of hands around it. In addition, it may have been significant that the continent itself was engulfed in a state of abhorrence because of the prolonged war.

"The giant beast can't move by its own weight" was a perception of Romansland in various countries. At least, even the people of Romansland were starting to think so. Very, until recently.

"Father, is Father there!?

It was Anneclose, the Second Empress of Romans Land, who walked angrily on the red and soft carpet. It was a carpet that was supposed to be made of shock-absorbing material, but Anneclose's anger even surpassed it, walking with momentum that could just rock and drop the expensive vase decorated in the hallway. As she and her different nobles lay flat in the hallway, they just look at each other after her passing.

There is a man who follows her diagonally.

"Princess, princess! Please make yourself comfortable!

"You think it weighs? You can't weigh yourself!

Anneclose grabbed the man's collar and slammed him against the wall. Though a woman, it is a major anneclosure. She was trained in the army for years as a dragon knight again. It was easy enough to slap that man, the little man, with one hand against the wall. But let not his sword fall upon him, and those around him fled before us. The man is also shaking as he hits the ghost-like shape of Anneclose.

"Oh, please calm down. Please forgive me peacefully."

"Shit! Do you think the wooden end gives me an opinion? I just got into my father and came out!!

"Well, that's not much to say"

The man Anneclose slammed against the wall with his gruesome words blew a cold sweat with a hand wipe removed from her nostrils when she was released from her hands. When I saw it, it was a used hand wipe. Do you sweat cold from time to time?

But the man began to follow Anneclose again. Annecloses that will surely stare at the man.

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"Are you still following me!?

"Yes. Unfortunately, right now, Father... the King is not feeling well. Now I'm stuck in a painting dedicated to the king, handling a few cases and more importantly, serving as a cure"

"Saying it's cured? Don't be silly!!

Now it was time for Anneclose to get serious and furious. Man, his name is Voff, but he beat the crap out of the universe.

"Curing, etc., and with which mouth you want it! You don't think I know? In one of the king's paintings there is a feast at night, which brings in luxurious food day after night, women gathered from all over the country, and unnecessary luxury schedules. Leave me so distracted that I can hear you outside the royal palace, where's the cure! Besides, the total cost of inanimity is more than the total cost of the entire royal palace in the last decade? This amount oppressed the finances, and the people were to be taxed even heavier every month. In addition to that, all that imposes further taxes on the people if it becomes a bill that comes out of the king's painting recently. With what thoughts we're handling it..."

Anneclose remembered the military and meetings of the past year, and cut words unexpectedly with pity. At present in the Royal Palace, it has been a long time since the King's condition was discussed as strange. King Swendle, father king of Anneclose, whose name was known as King Wise. If he walked, the nobility lay flat with nature, and the young Anneclose loved walking next to him.

But the thought of being cut off by the king's evil mouth. Now so full of herself and hope, in a royal palace, she only hurriedly passed through with her ears blocked. She is full of pity.

But knowing or not how she felt like that, Voff ran through words that Anneclose had never thought of.

"Dear Anneclose, I have a good suggestion for Her Royal Highness such a princess"

"Good news? I don't know what you're saying, but I'll spare you the guts you have to say until I hit you, and I'll lend you my ears."

"Thank you for your kind words. That's the idea... I need your ears."

Voff asked Anneclose to lend her ear, so she forced her ear closer. I don't know what the fragrance is, but Anneclose hated this guy who always breathes sweet bad breath out of his mouth, but she can't even be so evil if she's also my father's favorite minister. I don't know if I can beat him up now. But Anneclose was nasty, even though he slashed and threw it away before the time, such as such a despicable and vile man otherwise. He was the most deserving of spit, such as a man who let his own daughter dance naked in front of the public for nothing, when the king said there was no amusing pastime. That is not the king's petition.

But all this time, Anneclose was completely disoriented. I heard Voff, and now I grabbed his chest barn and started hitting him with silence and lumps. What surprised me was Voff. He couldn't understand Anneclose's behavior. I looked up at her more with a look of amazement than with pain.

"Hih, princess. What are you doing, Mahiu... blah."

"Shut up, Shiro! What did you just say? You think I should take down Vindal? Vindal's a country, but he's our friend. You want us to eat our hands and feet and fill their bellies, you!

"Oh, no. But it is true that if we wage war, logistics will be better and the economy will be better. It's common sense in economics."

"I know that! But it is only a last resort, and ultimately the country and the people are exhausted. Relations between our country and neighbouring countries have been very good over the past decade. You want me to throw that away myself? If you do something that doesn't make sense, what kind of defamation do you get from other countries..."

"Then you just have to have an excuse, right?

Voff spoke as he wiped the blood dripping from his mouth. Anneclose had a creepy impression on the little man in front of her for the first time in her eyes, who began to light that dubious light.

Continued

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