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28. Marshal (2)

Yuma was extremely tired.

So, I don’t know why she looks at herself with such fearful eyes.

Teo—hundred million!

She was tired, so she sat down on the chair right in front of her.

But coincidentally, the seat was facing her 1st prince Schwerze.

“…….”

Yuma just stared straight ahead at her.

She had no intention. She just doesn’t move her head because she’s tired. However, from the perspective of Prince Schwerce, who was facing the Yuma head-on, he could not help but have many thoughts.

‘This guy… ! Are you warning me! ‘Don’t provoke yourself!’

Yuma slowly opened her mouth.

“I understand that you are planning to send me to the southern border.”

On her way to the conference room, she was able to hear a detailed story from Viscount Bennet. Resolve the crisis on the front line first. She said that all you had to do was delve into the barbarian country of Paineton and find the Byakuya clan.

Bennett originally planned to emphasize one more thing to Yuma.

I wish I could be seen as someone who only listens to Princess Brigitte’s orders. He was going to say that.

However, just before going out to meet her Yuma, she could not bear to utter such commanding words because of the video shown by the Red Magic Tower Lord in El Drie.

She only said that she would like you to claim that, as the princess’s sword, she wants to be the general manager of this war.

And Yuma fully understood what those words meant.

I guess they are trying to give Princess Brigitte her authority.

And there was no antipathy towards it. Because that was in line with her Yuma and her own thoughts.

Yuma decided to show off her bravado.

“I will stand at the front line. I believe that is the responsibility of those who stand on the soil of the Astes Empire.”

The problem would be that it doesn’t seem pretentious to others.

Anyway, I was planning to go out shamelessly.

“And I have no intention of following anyone’s orders on the battlefield.”

Gulp-

Someone swallowed their saliva.

And most people felt suffocated. The video I just saw. Even if Yuma says nothing, she makes up her mind about him.

He gave off an intimidating aura even without taking any action.

Yuma slowly looked at the faces of the nobles.

“I have no intention of listening to anyone’s orders on the battlefield. What position should I hold to do that?”

There was a moment of silence.

The person who broke the silence was none other than First Princess Brigitte.

A smile appeared on Brigitte’s lips.

“There is no other position than the Grand Marshal. No one on the battlefield can go against your will. And you don’t have to listen to anyone.”

Yuma slowly tilted her head.

“Does it still matter? I don’t have to give orders?”

Brigitte grinned.

This is because it felt like the two of us were talking, rather than being in a conference room.

“Anyway, Yuma, aren’t you going to become a one-man army and kill the enemies by yourself?”

“That will happen.”

Because it has been like this until now.

The nobles could not keep up with the flow of this strange meeting.

I couldn’t even say a word in a situation where it felt like the two of us were chatting.

Brigitte decided to put an end to this situation.

“I declare here and now. I am appointing Yuma as the commander-in-chief and generalissimo of this war. And if this war is successfully completed, I will be awarded the title of archduke. Anyone who has any objections, please come forward.”

As soon as Brigitte finished speaking, the eyes of the nobles who had been suppressed in fear of the existence of Yuma widened.

The Grand Duke.

A man who had no title suddenly became a grand duke!

From the nobles’ point of view, they could not help but dislike that unconventional declaration.

“…I think that awarding the title of Grand Duke is an issue that needs to be considered. Your Majesty the 1st Princess.”

Most people were dissatisfied, but there was only one noble who came forward and voiced his dissatisfaction.

So Brigitte leisurely continued to explain the reason.

“Yuma has already accomplished numerous feats. He suppressed a treasonous act involving a member of the Ten Ranks of the Sentai Dynasty. He single-handedly defeated the dragon that appeared in the County of Rubelt. Here and now. No, in this empire, this Yuma. “Is there anyone who can achieve something like this?”

All nobles remained silent.

Brigitte looked at her brother, Prince Schwerce. Schwerze also couldn’t say anything.

“The merits may be a little lacking, so I added the premise that this war is over. If Yuma makes a contribution in this war as well, I think he deserves to be recognized with the title of Archduke. Anyone who is dissatisfied should speak up now. .”

Schwerche said while looking at Yuma, who had unintentionally sat facing the front.

“If you were given the title of Grand Duke, what land would you like to be given?”

I had no intention of expressing my dissatisfaction with the matter of the Grand Marshal.

In the eyes of most nobles, the Ten Seas, the backbone of imperial power, were cut in half because of him.

Under the current situation, the only one who would step forward to the front was Yuma.

Schwerce planned to find out whether Yuma had a desire for power or material greed.

If not now, then later, to secretly approach Princess Brigitte.

But the words that came out of Yuma’s mouth were beyond the scope of prediction.

“Well… I’m so busy moving around that I don’t know much about the empire’s territory yet. If there’s a land with a reasonably scenic view, it would be nice if you could recommend it.”

Schwerze opened his mouth wide.

“Do you want me to make a recommendation? A piece of land that you will receive? A land with a beautiful view…?”

“Yes, the prince would know well, wouldn’t he?”

Schwerze felt his eyes turning dark!

‘I know it well, but what kind of crazy person would do something stupid like this to the first prince of a country!!’

Schwerze felt a terrible sense of helplessness and loss, unable to dare to express such thoughts directly to the dragon slayer in front of him.

Born into the noblest bloodline in a nation, this moment was the first time I felt so helpless.

Yuma was still staring at himself with a bored expression.

As if she was someone who didn’t expect any answer.

“…I’ll think about it and make a recommendation later.”

“Yes, I look forward to it.”

I didn’t have any expectations at all. I was just tired.

However, the people around us had different perspectives.

He is a war general who completely mocks the 1st prince.

Grand Marshal Yuma slowly raised her body.

“Last question. Anyone who is dissatisfied with me being the general manager of this war should speak up now.”

Yuma slowly scanned the crowd.

The nobles intuitively knew this. If you don’t speak up now, you will no longer have a chance to protest.

However, even though I knew that, I couldn’t say anything.

Schwerce felt extremely helpless.

Mushin Yuma. I did speak out against that guy. And that became a meaningless statement.

“Then, I will assume there are no complaints and leave.”

Yuma walked outside with long strides.

***

One night passed.

The place where Yuma opened his eyes was an empty room where the guests of the First Princess Palace lived.

After sleeping on the luxurious bed, her body finally felt refreshed.

Soon a knock on the door was heard from outside.

“Come in.”

The one who opened the door and took a step was none other than Roian, the chamberlain.

“1St Princess Brigitte asked us to have breakfast together. We have to go on a mission immediately tomorrow morning.”

She originally planned to stay at the imperial palace for at least three days, but she had to advance her schedule due to urgent news from the front.

This is because the movement of the barbarian nation of Pyneton suddenly began.

“Got it.”

Yuma sat in the dining room of the 1st princess’s palace and faced her 1st princess.

“Yuma.”

Brigitte had asked the chef to prepare a sumptuous meal for her Yuma ahead of her war.

So what appeared in front of Yuma was none other than steak. It wasn’t so bad for her to eat a meaty steak in the morning.

“It’s delicious.”

Brigitte smiled proudly as she watched Yuma say that.

“If you eat well, you will be able to defeat your enemies well, so I prepared with all my heart. Well, that’s right. If I were to use an analogy, it would be like a wife sending her husband off to the battlefield.”

I think the example is a bit strange.

Yuma lifted her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. To others, it looks very classy.

“To what extent has your faction been formed? When I complete my task, will I be able to ascend to the throne immediately?”

Brigitte smiled bitterly this time.

“You underestimate me too much. Of course, we have now formed a somewhat equal faction. This is all thanks to you. Now the factions have become equal. You must have realized how powerful your power is.”

There was a lack of support from some of the Count, but that was a problem that would be resolved over time. If this war is completely ended, Yuma itself will represent the empire’s military power.

“What kind of clan is the Byakuya clan?”

Yuma asked a question.

A being that must be found after breaking through the barbaric country. The midnight sun clan.

“A clan where legend and reality coexist. It was only after receiving an oracle from a saint that I became certain of its existence. It is clear that it existed hundreds of years ago. It was not clear whether the clan had continued in existence until now. This is it.”

Such a clan did not appear in Either.

“What are the characteristics?”

“Skin as white as white. Blue hair. And red eyes. Mysterious swordsmanship… These are the characteristics that have come down to legend.”

Yuma engraved those characteristics in her mind.

Brigitte’s hill was in the direction of the small dance hall within the princess’s palace.

“You said her name was Hestia, she was a Miao swordsman. Were you interested in that type of thing? Yuma.”

Yuma looked blankly at Brigitte for a moment.

Now, are you asking whether she had such a s*xual desire?

Yuma clicked her tongue inside her.

“It’s useful. I have a talent for the sword. Just like your knights, I just have my own bodyguard.”

Brigitte’s eyes lit up.

“Oh, Yuma. Is this the gem of talent you saw? When you say that, my interest is piqued.”

The gemstone of talent was right.

Because it was the talent that would make him a sword master.

Brigitte’s eyes narrowed slightly. Two blue eyes met. Brigitte slowly opened her mouth.

“I felt jealous for a moment. The being you chose… I was truly jealous of that aspect. I’m sure Clone was jealous too. To that Miao.”

Clone?

Yuma tilted her head.

Given the clone’s personality, it might be someone else. She didn’t seem to feel jealous of Hestia.

Hestia was older, but just looking at her appearance for a few days. Because it was Clone who took care of Hestia. It felt like the eldest daughter taking good care of her youngest child.

“Where is the clone?”

Princess Bridgette responded to Yuma’s words by standing up.

“Both are training grounds. They will be training at each end. Hestia will be receiving instruction from my bodyguard Michael. Clone will be receiving instruction from Red Magic Tower Lord Eldry. Training can only be done for one day… “One o’clock would be a waste.”

Yuma walked after Brigitte, who was ahead.

The destination was a small training ground.