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Carl Ross.

800 years ago, the country of the King of Knights, who led the humans with twelve knights and conquered the five kingdoms.

A great hero who drove out all the beastmen, fairies, dwarves, and dragons who were competing for supremacy over the continent and turned the center of the continent into a human land.

It was the name of the great empire established by Carolus.

Even though hundreds of years had passed since then, Carl Ross was still a powerful nation boasting of being the strongest on the continent.

The different races who were pushed out to the outskirts of the continent had no choice but to acknowledge the difference in power and ultimately chose a humiliating peace.

Now only the beastmen of the northern snowfields and the Ka`har of the east were hostile to the empire.

In particular, Ka’har in the east was the biggest threat to the empire.

Unlike the northern part, which was blocked by rugged mountain ranges and difficult for large armies to cross, the eastern border consisted of wide plains.

Vicious marauders who frequently come with cavalry to attack the border area and retreat like the wind before the punitive force arrives.

They tried to form a large army and push them out, but while the archer cavalry persistently repeated assaults and retreats, impeding the advance, other cavalry units scattered in all directions and burned down the cities of the empire.

The empire, which was unable to do anything and suffered from Ka’har, ended up blocking its border with an enormous wall.

That was the eastern great wall, Berengeria.

—-

It’s really big…

A tall castle wall that seemed to be about 30 meters high filled the horizon.

Whether I looked to the left or right, all I could see was an endless wall.

I think I’ve seen something like this in a cartoon.

Did the empire at least try to prevent the giant’s attack?

He slowly drove his horse and approached the castle wall.

I could see the soldiers moving noisily on the wall where I had found them.

Some soldiers were already aiming their bows at me.

Surely you wouldn’t just shoot an arrow?

I raised the white flag that I had prepared in advance just in case.

The soldiers who saw the white flag looked at each other in confusion and started talking among themselves.

good. This is the beginning.

After taking a deep breath, I screamed at the top of my voice so that it could be heard all the way up the castle wall.

“Are you listening? Hashal, daughter of Aishangior, is here—!”

As if startled by the loud shouting, the rocks on the castle wall trembled and vibrated.

Several soldiers were seen collapsing in shock.

“I brought a message from Ser Khan! If you have the courage to face me, come forward!”

I think I came out a little strong for a peacemaker, but I think this is still good.

From the empire’s perspective, Ka’har are nothing more than dangerous barbarians.

If you consistently maintain a low attitude, you will only be looked down upon.

In order to avoid unnecessary friction, you should rather package yourself to look as strong as possible.

People naturally take it lightly when the other person behaves docilely, and show respect only when they show it.

Just as a dog that wags its tail kicks without hesitation, but is afraid and avoids a growling wolf.

As expected, not long after, the gate opened.

Look, I’m sure. Everything goes as planned.

And then a dozen knights holding lances and hundreds of soldiers poured out like a pack of dogs.

Uh, huh?I didn’t expect this?!

Should I run away?

no. Running away from here won’t solve anything.

Whether it’s porridge or rice, it has to end here.

I placed my hand on the hilt of the sword and waited in a calm posture, hiding my trembling heart.

Just take the plunge.

Even though he is younger than his prime, he has Harshall’s body and can defeat a few knights.

I won’t be able to deal with all of them, though.

Eventually, the knights approached a distance of about 10 meters and stopped with their lances pointed.

It looks like you have no intention of rushing in right away. thank god.

I sighed internally and maintained my posture.

The soldiers who followed me spread out to the left and right as if they were trying to surround me, so I glared at them fiercely.

No matter what, it’s too dangerous if you’re surrounded.

The faces of the soldiers who met my eyes turned white with fear.

You’re afraid of me.

It’s a good sign.

I slowly traced my upper lip with my tongue.

I was confident that even if things went wrong, I would be able to overcome them without any problems.

Fear can destroy everything.

As the leading knight extended his left hand to the side, the soldiers retreated and lined up behind the knights.

Thirteen knights. The number of soldiers holding spears is roughly two hundred.

The sharp spear blades reflected sunlight and sparkled like waves.

Now then, what should we do?

“Are you here to welcome me? Or are you going to attack me?”

I lightly shook the sword on my waist with my left hand.

Look calm. As if two hundred people were nothing.

Then the leading knight opened his mouth.

“Pourquoi as-tu osé venir ici, Sauvage.”

No shit, the language was different?!

—-

A long time ago. It is said that people used only one language.

Without misunderstandings or disputes, humanity, unified with one purpose, has achieved a level of development that reaches the sky.

God, who found such humanity unsightly, took it upon himself to divide people’s languages into hundreds.

After that, it is said that the people who could not communicate with each other were divided and fought for eternity.

It would have been easier and faster to kill the opponent than to put in the hellish effort of studying a foreign language.

The moral of this story is that people take out swords when they cannot communicate.

okay. Since they couldn’t communicate, they must have thought that what I shouted earlier was a threat, not a messenger.

However, humans do not communicate through language alone.

“Do you not know our language? Then see it with your own eyes. This is Ser Khan’s message.”

He took out the white flag he had pinned to his saddle, pointed it with his finger, pointed at me again, and waved Orhan’s letter in front of his eyes.

The knights and soldiers were agitated by the clearly non-hostile gesture.

The lead knight raised the visor of his helmet, narrowed his eyes, looked at the letter, and gave an order to the knight next to him.

The ordered knight drove his horse back and ran towards the castle.

While the standoff was maintained for a while, the driver who ran away returned with someone on his back.

A middle-aged man wearing a robe got off his horse and stepped forward.

Is he a wizard? This is my first time seeing it in person. There were only warriors in Ka`har.

As the man muttered something, a strange and unpleasant energy surrounded me.

He uses hexes!

The senses of my entire body suddenly became sharper.

I barely suppressed the urge to reflexively pull out the arrow and throw it away.

Let’s calm down. If there was going to be a battle, the knights and soldiers would have rushed in long ago rather than bringing in a wizard.

So it wouldn’t be an attack spell, and it would be something like petrification magic or brainwashing magic that would come out of nowhere in this situation.

Probably a translation spell or something.

“Colloquium!”

The moment the man shouted an unknown word, an unpleasant energy entered my head.

I accepted it without resisting.

Ugh.

I feel dizzy. I feel like I’m going to throw up.

Is this really brainwashing magic?

“Do you understand me, barbarian?”

It’s interpretation magic.

The leading knight spoke to me.

Although it was still a language I didn’t know, I could intuitively understand its meaning. that’s interesting.

-That’s quite rude. I am Ser Khan’s fourth child. It is Hashal of Aishangior. If you want to be proud of yourself as a civilized person, shouldn’t you set a proper example?

“Rude. I, the fourth of Ser Khan. Aishangior Hashal. Show courtesy, civilized person.”

What.

Doesn’t it perfectly translate even long vocabulary?

“Hashall……? Could it be that it is Hashal Aishangior, the whore of Kahar!”

“What did you say just now?”

It’s still a virgin!

He roughly pulled out his sword.

The warriors of Ka’har are not ones who can tolerate insults.

The knights and soldiers aimed their spears at once.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

The leading knight hastily stopped them.

“Stop, stop! Stop first!”

“Oh my Lord Shane…!”

“Even if I want to stop!”

At the firm command of the knight called Sir Shane, the other knights and soldiers moved the spear tips that were aimed at me upward.

“…Please put away your sword too. I apologize for my slip of the tongue. From the looks of it, we didn’t come here to kill each other, right?”

“Not like that.”

When I tell him to be polite, he immediately comes out with an honorific, so it seems like an article with manners.

I put back the drawn sword.

“So, why did the princess of Kahar come here alone?”

Do the imperial people consider Ser Khan Orhan to be the king of Ka`har?

Well, since the Aishan tribe borders the entire eastern border, these people only know the Ka’harragon Aishan tribe.

If so, the conversation will go quite quickly.

-I came as a messenger from my father, Ser Khan of our clan, Orhan. Because he wants peace with the empire.

“I brought you a letter from my father, our king Orhan. We want peace.

“Did you say peace?”

Shane asked back as if it was absurd.

Actually, even if it were me, I wouldn’t have believed it.

-okay. As a token of peace, I have come to personally write a letter at your empire’s Remnant Academy. Wasn’t there something called a special admission system?

“Okay. Instead, I go in. Your Remnant Academy. Special admission.”

If I were to live in the empire, I would have to do something to overcome this language barrier.

Interpretation magic is not reliable.

“Remnant Academy?……It’s not a matter I can decide. I will tell the Marquis.”

“Marquis?”

Are you talking about the general who guarded the Great Wall? What was your name?

“Guardian of the Berengeria Wall. The margrave who rules the border city of Landenburg. Marquis Ludwig. He is my lord.”

-Does the Marquis have the diplomatic discretion to decide on peace negotiations with other countries?

“Is the Marquis alone deciding on peace?”

“That can’t be possible. After listening to your story, the Marquis will report it to His Majesty the Emperor. Of course, His Majesty the Emperor will make the decision.”

In fact, for a high-ranking noble to engage in diplomacy with another country on their own would be a good thing to be suspected of being a traitor.

Especially if he is a margrave with strong military power.

“I understand.”

“Then, I will guide you to the Marquis’ castle. Follow me.”

Following Shane’s guidance, I crossed the drawbridge and entered the wall with the knights surrounding me, perhaps in a guard and surveillance role.

Is it finally an empire?

It was truly a long journey.