episode_0107

“Kyaha! Next time, don’t keep things like this hidden.”

I flipped the bottle over my head as if showing off.

It was thoroughly dried without leaving a single drop behind.

“Profit…”

Lotos, who was shaking, suddenly raised his fist.

“Uh…?”

Boom!

“Ugh!”

He grabbed the top of my head.

“How can you drink all that!”

Lotos huffed and took the empty bottle from my hand.

“Ji was drinking at my house on a random day and said something because I was drinking…”

I grumbled while touching the top of my head.

“That’s true, but… Sigh…!”

Lotos waved his hand.

“See you tomorrow.”

I was kicked out of the tent as if I was being pushed by Lotos.

“Was it too harsh…?”

Laurent shrugged his shoulders at my question.

I did it half as a joke, but I thought I might have taken it too seriously.

Laurent smoothed the top of my head.

“Why?”

“Or it didn’t work.”

“Really? I thought my head was broken, but I’m glad.”

“Let’s go back.”

#

“Mari! Mr. Mari!”

Laurent called me in an urgent voice early in the morning.

“Oh my head…”

I drank too much and felt like my head was going to explode.

“What happened this morning…”

“Turkiye sent an envoy?”

“Turkyega?”

What kind of wind is blowing for the Sultan?

I immediately got out of bed and left the tent.

“Mari! Be sure to wear the right clothes!”

Laurent grabbed my arm and led me back into the tent.

“Ah…”

I forgot to take off my clothes because I was drinking and it was hot.

“Thank you.”

“I will help you get dressed.”

With Laurent’s help, I got dressed and headed to the barracks where Viscount Ajaccio was.

“Is that true?”

As soon as I entered, Viscount Ajaccio frowned.

“Phew~ The smell of alcohol. Have you been drinking all night?”

“Yes.”

“You must have drank really badly.”

He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and covered his mouth and nose.

“Bastogne Yeongsik, take your lover with you later and get rid of the alcohol smell.”

Laurent laughed at Viscount Ajaccio’s words.

“Anyway, you also heard the news.”

“I heard that an envoy was sent from Turkiye?”

“I think it might have been related to the monsters that happened yesterday.”

“Obviously, when he was captured in Turkye, the Sultan cursed at the Duke of Orléans and called him a devil.”

“Really? So this means that the Duke of Orleans did it alone…?”

Viscount Ajaccio’s face distorted.

“Shouldn’t we go to the conference room?”

“You smell like alcohol, so don’t come forward.”

“Do you keep telling women that they smell?”

“Sometimes… I feel like you are not a woman…”

I was slightly stung by his words.

“Really… Is it because you spent a long time in the barracks? There were many times when he seemed suspiciously manly…?”

“I’m going to get the smell out.”

I quickly hung up before his thoughts got any deeper.

“Wash thoroughly and come back!”

Viscount Ajaccio shouted as he watched me run away.

#

The conference venue was set up in a field.

Representatives of Turkiye and Allied Forces representatives faced each other at a long desk in a large tent.

They glared at each other with evil eyes.

Laurent, I, and our two friends stood behind Viscount Ajaccio and watched the meeting.

“Wow… Isn’t this a joke?”

Laurent whispered in my ear.

“Be quiet.”

I pinched his lips.

In the conference room where silence reigned for a while, the injured Charles V spoke.

[I never thought they would come to talk first.]

Due to the attack by the Duke of Orléans, no part of his body was healthy.

He glared at the Turkye side representative with a shit-chewing expression.

[ha…]

Representative Turkiye sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

[Did we know that Orleans would bring such a devil?]

A member of the Holy Alliance sneered at Representative Turkye’s words.

[Orléan: Do you think he didn’t know that he did it even though he knew he was going to summon the devil? Like these vile heretics!]

[It’s funny, we also suffered from devil attacks during the night.]

[You didn’t intentionally manipulate it to get away with it?]

[If that were the case, would we have come forward first to ask for a meeting like this?]

[Because we were defeated in the war, we summoned demons, and so many demons were swept away at once, so we must have been in trouble.]

[gibberish!]

Representative Turkiye slammed the desk.

[You don’t know how to think with common sense. If we had called on those demons, they would have attacked that way a long time ago!]

[Aren’t they the ones who suffered damage because they couldn’t control the devil?]

[That’s just a bunch of talk.]

[What… what…!]

At Representative Turkiye’s words, a member of the Holy Alliance pursed his lips.

[Anyway, the devil’s attack wasn’t their fault.]

[exactly.]

Representative Turkye nodded to Charles V’s theorem.

[You mean, Orléan, he single-handedly summoned a demon and attacked us?]

[It was our plan to attack together, but we didn’t know that we had summoned a demon.]

[Aren’t you lying now?]

[What kind of lie is being told here?]

[Aren’t they avoiding their own responsibility and keep shifting the issue elsewhere?]

[This is ridiculous, who said that?]

[You pagans!]

[quiet! quiet!]

The hall became quiet as Charles V shouted.

[So, what does Turkye want?]

[Our great sultan is of the opinion that the war should be stopped.]

[What are the conditions?]

[By maintaining the current border line.]

[It sounds absurd.]

King Allant opened his mouth.

[At this point, we will completely remove your influence from this continent.]

Representative Turkye glanced at him.

[I don’t know if I can afford it.]

King Allant’s eyebrows twitched at his words.

[What does that mean?]

[I know they suffered a lot from the devil’s attack last night, but I don’t know how confident they are.]

King Alant pursed his lips and glared at Representative Turkiye.

[The important thing is to kill Orleans.]

[Orléans is Orléans, but don’t you know that Turkye is also a target for us to overthrow?]

[It’s the same for both of us.]

Sparks flew between King Alant and Representative Türkiye.

[It makes no sense to maintain the current border line, so I think it is right for that side to withdraw.]

[King of Österburg, we were unfortunately defeated in the Battle of Vienna, but our strength is not dead yet.]

[You seem confident.]

Charles V scoffed and glared at Representative Turkiye.

[Please don’t think there is any way to give up the border.]

[Then we have no choice but to continue the war.]

[The more this happens, the more the territory of Österburg becomes devastated.]

[Can they afford to keep fighting with us? If the Principality of Rus were to move south to Turkye right now, it would be quite difficult for them.]

[There is no need for such assumptions in this meeting.]

[Anyway, my request is to give up our territory that Turkiye occupied 100 years ago.]

[I can’t listen to that.]

[Then there is only war.]

Despite Charles V’s threats, Representative Turkye shook his head.

At that time, a Janissary hurried into the tent.

[Yes, that’s right, right?]

Representative Turkye nodded and unfolded the map on the table.

[How about we take the area south of Belgrade and you take the area north of Belgrade based on the big river?]

[Uhm…]

Charles V sighed as he touched his forehead as if he was worried.

[No, it would be better to just push all the way to Konstantinye and hold the coronation there.]

[King Allant is right!]

An uproar began in the hall due to King Allant’s bombshell remarks.

The representatives of the Holy Allied Forces grinned with flushed faces.

Laurent whispered to me as the atmosphere seemed as if an armed situation might break out at any moment.

“What, why are they suddenly acting like that?”

“Do you understand? It looks like the talks are going wrong.”

The meeting was so boring that I dozed off while standing, so I couldn’t even write the content properly.

“Are we fighting again?”

Lotos smiled and unclenched his fists.

“You fainted yesterday and still want to fight?”

“Ugh…what do you think?”

Lotos laughed at my bruises.

“Anyway, the atmosphere of the meeting has eased again.”

“That’s right.”

When Türkiye announced that it would give up territory, the atmosphere between Charles V and Türkiye seemed to ease.

King Allant and some representatives of the Holy Alliance still seemed dissatisfied, but it seemed like things were going well.

[Okay, then I’ll make this story into a document later… Now, only Orleans is left.]

Representative Turkye nodded at Charles V’s words.

[Does he know where he is now?]

[That is a situation we would like to ask about.]

[Since we don’t know where each other is… What do you think, CEO Elance?]

At Charles V’s words, everyone’s eyes were focused on Viscount Ajaccio.

“What… what is it? Marie, please help me.”

“Wait a moment.”

I waved my hand and Viscount Ajaccio came out of his chair.

It seemed like they wanted to leave it to me, who can understand Österburg.

[We need to catch Orléans, what do you think about Ellance?]

[Currently, Elance is also suffering greatly from the excrement spread by the Duke of Orléans. Moreover, I am also one of the people who suffered the damage.]

[I guess Elance doesn’t feel good about the Duke of Orléans either.]

[It’s considerable, right? His ambition is so big that Elance is a bit difficult.]

[Then what do you think should be done?]

I smiled at Charles V’s question.

[I think the entire continent should issue a wanted order for him, and the Ellance Volunteer Army should quickly return to Ellance and prepare to capture the Duke of Orléans.]

What’s the use of talking about America and the US here? We should quickly go home, rest, and prepare to attack the Duke of Orléans and the nobles.