69 Ninety-nine. 22. Ive barely adapted to the world (1) (2/2)

He spared no assistance to the survivors of Balahard.

Unfortunately, however, time was not on their side.

I heard that the Orcs were seen here and there at the northernmost boundary of the central region. Surprised lords hastily dispersed their troops.

The Maximilians also tried to march with their troops. The nobles also asked me to enter.

“There are too many wounded to join the battle right now. We will reorganize as soon as possible to complete our mission. ”

However, Herchim Kiringer stepped up first and nailed him to the ground that he could not join. The Maximilians tried to correct the words several times, but the loyal knight prevented the prince from opening his mouth.

Vincent Baleard also expressed his unwillingness to participate, saying that he needed time to refurbish.

Eventually, the Orcs, who appeared on the central border, decided to deal with the Allied forces alone.

“They're just trying to use us. Should the soldiers who have just returned from the limbs die for them? ”

After the meeting ended, Prince Erchim Kiringer calmly explained to the picky prince why.

“Also, in this state, we can never stop the Orcs. Even if we do, we need to get the lords to see this crisis straight. ”

Maximilian was indisputable in Herchim's words that some sacrifices must be made in order to promote greater work. The Middle Nobles were still unconscious, even when the young prince saw them.

Of course, I couldn't convince him.

Because their deaths could not be justified for any reason.

Nevertheless, Maximilian was not stubborn, because the Orcs suffered from how terrible and stubborn they were.

If such ferocious beasts spread throughout the kingdom, it would be more than a disaster.

“By the way, Lord Herchim. ”

Maximilian sighs and calls Ergg.

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

“Whose idea is that? ”

Erchim smiled at the words.

“You already know. ”

“I see.”

“Is there anything else I don't know? ”

“Not for now. ”

Maximilian sighed in a meaningful voice.

“When the hell are you going to wake up? ”

I was uncomfortable with the inevitable sacrifice that will happen in the future. He only found an unconscious brother.

* *

Abandons clumsy logs and scatters the Horn of Horns of the Central Lords. All that was left was the soldiers of Earl Schrthol, who had the territory right behind him.

The survivors of Balahad and the silver foxes were prepared to fight again, taking care of the large and small wounds in their shabby logs.

In the meantime, a messenger from the centre, who received the situation, went there. A messenger told me that the royals and nobles would send additional reinforcements.

Maximilian never forgot what Vincent Baleard looked like when he heard it.

He closed his eyes with a devil's wrinkled face, and his face was filled with wrath and fury.

Ever since that day, the troops of the Winter Castle, whose horrors have been dwindling and whose atmosphere has subsided, have been on full swing.

How ferocious that was, the soldiers of Earl Schrthol couldn't even move where they were.

Maximilian sighs as he looks at it.

Due to the late departure of the royal family, the nobles of the Middle Ages failed to fully understand the seriousness of the situation, and so many talents for use in the Kingdom died.

One of the lions died and the knights who were not afraid of death died. The brave rangers and soldiers are all dead.

The dedication and sacrifice they have seen over the centuries has fallen into the gutter.

How much has the kingdom lost, and what will it lose in the future?

When I think about it, vertigo was my problem.

“Destruction of Earl Huron's troops! ”

I heard about the defeat of the Central lords everywhere. It wasn't just defeat, but the survivors were exterminated shortly after.

Five of the six enclaves adjacent to Balahad have become swarming fields. And the damage was increasing exponentially.

A story has been told that the central army has built a secondary low-lying line across the Rhinese River, which is relatively rearward. I also heard that the reinforcements who were marching towards the northernmost part of the central region turned their feet and headed for the second low-lying line.

“His Majesty advised His Royal Highness and Countess Balahard to retreat to the second low-lying line. ”

Earl Schrthol thought at the words of the messenger.

The messenger's words were nothing other than that the kingdom would practically renounce six territories adjacent to Balahad and a dozen smaller territories.

“It's not a tactical bad choice, because we're going to shrink the wire and concentrate the power through the Rhinetes. The problem is that if you do that, the territories of the northern half of the river will become swarming fields. ”

Earl Schrthol sits on the furry floor at the checkpoint of Herchim Kiringer.

“I should have sent troops around then...”

Maximilian closes his eyes.

The presence of the Fallen Winter Castle is once again imminent.

The nobles of the Middle Ages later captured the survivors of the Winter Castle. At least I want them to be with me.

Even though it was a selfish idea, it was a tough move.

“When Balahad asked for help, who here held his hand? ”

The nobles, fed up by Vincent's cold voice, changed direction and grabbed Maximilian.

“Your Majesty! We made a big mistake, ignorant! If you give me a chance now, I will work hard to restore stability in the North! Please lead us to foolishness! ”

Maximilian's heart was only complicated when he looked down on the ground and saw the nobles eagerly raining.

They were ugly and poor in the face of their own calamity.

“Disgusting bastards. ”

“Your Majesty? ”

The nobles became frozen in the greed uttered by the prince, who was famously gentle and graceful.

Even

Then I heard a clap somewhere.

“You said it cool once. ”

Turning their heads, they saw a boy standing with the support of a woman who looked like a maid in their eyes.

Vincent and Maximilian, who found the boy, raised their bodies as if everyone had made a promise.

“Your Majesty! ”

The boy, the prince, shook his hand at them like that. The prince's gaze turned to the nobles.

Naturalization was burning in the deeply sunken eyes.

“All the people I wanted to see are here. ”