Strong People
Exiting the locomotive
"...Haa~..."
How many times have I sighed?
No matter how many I let out, it's still not enough.
"What time is the transfer coming, Shisu?"
Giran asks, and Shisu opens the schedule book to check it.
"Let's see... tomorrow at sunrise at 2:00 a.m."
Right now, we are heading to Ulfrika, where Gadoga is.
Me, Shisu, and Giran.
Just the three of us.
[Excuse me! We really need to hurry up and build the city's extension by the end of this month!]
Saying so, Wince declined to accompany us.
[We don't have enough people to teach the children in the city how to write...]
Saying so, Sedona also declined.
"Oya, oya! The hero, Shiro. Are you lonely being separated from your wives? ...It hurts!"
I accidentally hit Giran on the head with a block of ice.
It couldn't be helped, I am extremely angry.
"Shisu, is Berdreich going to be okay with this guy as the next king?"
"He has a personality problem, but he's good in politics. His fatal flaw is his personality, though."
"What a disrespectful response to the next king!"
"Yep... maybe I should have kept Giran and raised him..."
"Ah! Stop! I'm sorry! I don't even want to think about spending my childhood in the demonic realm!"
Apparently, Edgeworth Territory is known as a demonic realm.
"That's just bad publicity."
"They are all good people, though. Like Rumseil-san."
"The heavy archer cavalry is more terrifying than the lizardmen! What the hell are those monsters! I don't get it!"
"Is there something strange about them?"
"There have been no particular changes… No, according to the veterans, the quality has been degraded."
"That's not good. I'll work out a teaching plan when I get back."
"Ah, please."
"Please don't! Even those who have been downgraded are strong enough!"
I don't get it.
Even if I turn my gaze to Shisu, Shisu doesn't understand either
"Haa... you know, a year ago, there was a problem in the royal capital with some comments made by a nobleman."
"Heh, what about?"
"[The elite soldiers of my territory are stronger than the barbarians of Edgeworth!]"
"Heh..."
"That's pretty ballsy..."
"A number of nobles took to his words, albeit in a drunken stupor, and they decided to engage in a mock battle."
And that mock battle took place on the great plains outside of the royal capital.
And it was a complete victory. For the Heavy Cavalry Archer
"None of the men you raised were wounded."
"What is the scale of the mock battle?"
"One thousand against one thousand."
"Is it a tie match?"
"They say they were completely outnumbered due to the addition of the running dragons and moved fast."
Well, they'll have to do at least that much.
"After that, the nobles complained that the riders were cowardly, so they fought again."
"What was the result?"
"The nobles lost. They lost 500 to 1,000, 250 to 1,000, and 200 to 1,000."
Isn't that a problem on the noble side?
"In the end, Father proposed to the nobles who were sobbing and complaining."
"What?"
"Instead of 500 people, they will face off against 1,000 people without bows, magic, swords, axes, spears, daggers, gauntlets, garments, and without running dragons, and that would be the last match."
That's unreasonable
In other words, it's like asking a chess player to fight with just his pawns, right?
"So the nobles finally won. That's a pain in the ass."
"...No, they lost."
"You're kidding, right?"
"Eh? The nobles were fully equipped, right?"
"They lost! I saw it too, but those guys are crazy! They ran lightly with smiles on their faces as if they were on their way to a picnic and beat up iron-armored soldiers! What kind of teaching could produce such madness?"
"Well, I did it in the same way as the materials Father left behind..."
"I didn't teach them anything crazy, though?"
"It's strange. Your fighting values are strange!"
I don't know what to say to that.
"If you can't do that much, you can't survive, you know?"
"You can survive! They're just too strong!"
Hmm
I think that's the kind of strength we need for the future, you know?
I don't know how long it will be, but there is a chance that Prelati will try their evil ways again.
In fact, when the continent collapsed, the soldiers had no choice but to defend against the mad soldiers.
......I wonder if I have to make it?
"Father? Do you have something on your mind?"
"Hmm? Ah... there's a weapon that anyone can use to easily one-hit an opponent."
"Hey, Shiro Edgeworth. That's not a good weapon!"
Oh, Giran understood immediately.
It is not wrong to say that he is good at politics.
"I know. I'm not going to make it yet, and I'm not going to tell anyone."
"…You mean you'll make it someday?"
"Because there is a possibility that the enemy might use it."
"I just hope that nightmare doesn't start."
I think so too.
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