Border Guardian Hal Akircius

During the same period, Lemesia, Colonia Lemesia Mayor's Office

The mayor's office brings together leading members of the city council, along with the city's chief executives.

All of those faces were hard to say sunny, and the mayor and others were blatantly rubbing their foreheads only face-to-face with them on their desks.

"Mayor, the deterioration in security is remarkable and we cannot deal with it alone at the earliest opportunity. Whatever it is only in the city, it is very hard to reach the streets and surrounding villages.

The sheriff of the peace spoke bitterly, but Mayor Pernsa, acting as Governor in the province of Lemesia, does not react because the royal family is entrusted with it.

The Secretary of Commerce then opened his mouth.

"You can also see a little bandit that obviously belongs to Siluha.

"The influence of Cilentium..."

So the mayor finally opens his mouth.

On the other hand, the goods in the eastern lights have recently become imported via Cilentium, while the quantity imported via sea route Siluja is decreasing.

Thanks. They're switching the distribution route to Via Cilentium with the roots of East Photography being able to interact in previous price increase negotiations.

Because the amount of goods themselves is not that large, the trade of the preference entity in Dongzhao is not as laborious, whether by land or sea.

Besides, via Siluha, via Cilentium, through this Colonial Lemesia, the goods are transported to the imperial side, so there is no harm to merchants and distributors on the imperial side.

And via Cilentium, the East Light item is cheaper in quantity and price.

The merchants thought they should rather welcome Via Cilentium, as the blonde merchants of Cilentium were conscientious, not even looking underfoot and negotiating like the Ciluha merchants.

Thanks to this, the town of Colonia Lemesia was springing up in a good economy and, as mayor of Pernsa, he also drew its opinion and intended to maintain the present system.

It is the merchants of Siluha who are exclusively at a disadvantage in that.

Ship merchandise entering from Siluha is replacing East Light goods with more quality Siluha linen and grass stem paper.

There is no reason why there is no demand for them, they are items that can be sold well within the Empire, but they are undeniably inferior in terms of quality and profit compared to luxury oriented Dongzhao products.

From Siluha's point of view, it probably ignores the good relations so far and shows as if the imperial side, in view of its own interests, had directly negotiated with East Photo to to change its distribution route.

It is not unrelated to this that there has been frequent skirmishes between Siluha and the Empire around the eastern border over the past six months, and as a state of Lemesia it has been a headache.

"What are the people of Castle Julius doing?

When one of the city councillors complained abundantly, the sheriff opened his mouth painfully.

"We can't move out of the castle because the backpacking unit is gone. Siluha's border guards also seem to be flourishing and repeating their provocations, and the news should be going to the Imperial Capital, but they say the response is crushing without.

"Oh, my God... isn't there an army in Lehmesia the same way!

City Councillor stunned by the sheriff's answer.

Castel Julials is an imperial fortress set on a narrow path along the Setria Inland Sea, also an ancient battlefield in which General Liquinius once defeated the eastern lighting after a fierce battle.

The eastern photograph, which then retreated the forces, and the Kingdom of Siluha, which had entered from the south on behalf of an empire that failed to send a successor to General Liquinius, who had died in battle, dominated the area around this area.

Culturally, it was an area entering the Setria countries, but since then the empire has remained unable to make full entry.

That Castle of Julius contains the Imperial Oriental Border Guard and the Imperial Third Regiment, once led by General Liquinius, but the suppression of the east is so to speak, that it cannot move because this force is the only one.

Mayor Pernsa finally held his head.

King Alford, the hero of the North, was taken over by a border guardian from an unnamed group of islands, and the town sprung up, but also boiled down to a good economy and exhilaration, during which the army began to procure and accumulate food and supplies and, in the meantime, the Imperial Army disappeared not only from Colonia Leamesia, but from the entire province of Leamesia, which should be imperial northeastern necessity.

Bandits, bandits and, more recently, even pirates, who have begun to increase to respond to it, have begun to make noise in the surrounding area.

There are guards and magistrates in a large city like the one where the mayor resides, and no matter how large the number, they don't pull off like thieves, but villages and small towns don't.

Petitions for bandit crusades and restoration of security had arrived daily to Colonia Lemesia, showing with certainty that security had rapidly deteriorated in the past couple of months.

When I contacted the mayor I knew, it seemed that everywhere the situation was the same, and it was the opposite of whether there were any good measures.

"I also tried the other day to make an offer to the Commander of the Army of Adamantius at the Northern Border Post to maintain law and order, but when the jurisdiction was different, I was finally refused. He told me that he would respond to the departure in case of an incident after consulting with the border guardian, but the border guardian cannot expect any authority within the imperial realm.

You remembered that time, the crease between Mayor Pernsa's eyebrows deepened.

The mayor is right, a broad, vague and powerful border guard officer is supposed to lose all authority at the point of crossing the border.

The authority of the Border Guardian Officer is only the right to cut outside the realm of the Empire.

"... at a time when the situation on the eastern border is also unstable, how can the military be unscrupulous in saying such things as an expedition to the south..."

"I don't think we see the domestic situation in the faction today, there is only vanity due to further territorial expansion.

"Does border security have an existential significance in the military..."

"The invasion of the Southern Continent and so on... and also the bad habits of His Majesty the Either Emperor.

Administrators and councillors express their dissatisfaction orally.

"... the Empire has already passed its grassroots period, there is no momentum once upon a time when the Empire took control of the west of the continent. We are now entering an era of maintaining and rebuilding the status quo. There are still plenty of people in the empire who don't understand it.

Mayor Pernsa looked darker when the city councillor, the head of the merchants union who previously supported the east-photo trading measure via Cilentium, said so at the end.

"It's bad for the towns and villages that are being damaged, but there's nothing we can do but send a complaint to the Imperial Capital without a proper soldier. Keep in touch with the Border Guard Officer, who has the biggest army you can move freely and recently. That would also allow us to ask for assistance in case.

"... in case you're passing on an invasion of a neighbouring country?

"It is the role of those who stand above us to prepare for the worst, beyond saying that there is no possibility. I want you to keep your mind open.

To the words of another councilman, Pernsa responds as she rubs her temples.

Everyone had a dark, sunken face, but there was no objection because this was not unthinkable at present.

"Okay... would you like to send a parent letter to the Border Guardian?

"Oh... keep it as a document to convey this conundrum in conjunction with your request.

Mayor Pernsa answers the Administrator's question.

And he sighed loudly as the Administrator graciously left the room.

"I hope the upset just ends with the upset..."

Winter will soon be over.

But the winter of the Empire is coming.

As a politician at one end, and as an administrator, he felt it hissing, and once again Mayor Pernsa sighed.

Flink Castle Yi Harland, House of Chiefs

"So you mean to draw in the barbarians of Halemia?

Relative to Danford is an old man who crushed one eye with traces of slaughter.

But the body was covered with such rough muscles that there was no other way to break the man from the old man besides his face, and he had a shitty sense of intimidation combined with a giant just sticking out of his chair.

Danford waves his neck vertically and utters words.

"Yes, uncle, that way Fradia, instead of Cilentium, is ours. The time of the Flink tribe comes on behalf of Fried.

Hmm, laughing off Danford's words with his nose, he put back the elbow that was on his knees, and the man, Chief Flink's Grand Dollar, sank his back deep into the chair, slowly opening his mouth.

"And that makes you king of Fried? Is it something that carries things so well?

"It's my uncle who knows all about the Halemians' force, right?

"Sometimes that's hard to see... you can't insult me as a stupid, unwise barbarian. When they're bluffing, they don't have the prospect of hitting on us behind them.

Without changing his attitude to Danford's words, the Grand Dollar replied, but Danford's words continued.

"That's why we can use it, if we lure those guys in and hit Fradia, we can overthrow the traitor Bergan or something, and we can defeat the border guard who came out to backpack and get the crown back.

It was a grand dollar I couldn't stop smiling bitterly at the words, but I was tempted to let it happen because it wasn't even about my cute nephew, coming down on me.

If his nephew succeeds in restoring power, the Flink tribe, a tribe of Fried, will also be able to achieve another step upward.

The Frinks are said to be a group of Halemians who slept back to Cliffonam a long time ago, and although the culture and language are already Cliffonam's, the warriors have produced excellent warriors from generation to generation, with many of the larger Cliffonam.

Alford received his wife from the Flink tribe with his martial arts and even specifically exempted him from his contributions, leaving him in charge of his defense against the Halemians in the north.

"... okay, I'll get in touch with you. But you're responsible for the negotiations that follow. I'm not aware of this, do as you please.

"... I'll be grateful!

Finally, he took his word for it, and Danford opened his brow.

Now if we can negotiate well with the Halemians, we can grasp the thread of counterattack.

The Halemians are true barbarians who live in the far north of the northern border and are famous for not wearing armor or clothes during battle.

Armed with crude swords and spears, he was known to fight a fierce battle of force against his gigantic body, and was feared to be even more savage by the Cliffonams and Orans, known by the Empire as the Barbarians.

Without letters, they keep tribal histories and records in oral traditions, and they frequently go south to attack villages and cities of other tribes because they can't afford the crude and very much their own food of what they farm.

I have little contact with the Empire, I know gold and silver, but I don't use it, I don't ride horses.

Alford, the hero of Cliffonam, has defeated this Halemian so many times that he had to ensure the safety of Cliffonam's north.

Cliffonam and I are enemies of uncluttered heaven, and we have never fought together or had friendship before.

But overturning that common sense, Danford is trying to bring in Halemian warriors, who are said to be 100,000 or 200,000, to the northern border.

When Danford left the hall, there was snow outside.

"Snow or..."

"Dear Danford.

The guard warriors are approaching.

On the way back, only about 1,200 warriors are now led by Danford, as they were ambushed by Armar and the Argentine people, drastically reduced their numbers, and walked away from Danford and others as far as possible.

My sister and brother have followed me hard, but I don't try to be too aggressive in the land of giving up already.

Only the Flink tribe accepted me on the fringe of my mother, but there was no further assistance, and I tried sending other tribes a messenger to ask for assistance, but the reply was ridiculous.

The Frieds fear the force of Hal Akircius, the new hero of the North, and the throne bestowed upon them by King Alford.

Ridiculous, how can one who is not even a people of Fried be able to unite the land of the north?

It is the self who draws the blood of a rightful king who deserves that status.

Even though we are losing our momentum now, screwing it up here is over.

Fortunately, there are still those who follow me, and I cannot say enough of my uncle's help, but I can receive it, and if the Halemians move in the midst of a hungry beast, as long as they let it move, there is still an eye for reversal.

"We're going back to the hall.

To put it that way, Danford took the escort warrior to the hall where he was given the snow to descend.

East Photographic Empire West Side State/Salt Side, Western Government Building

The salt-side streets where the stone buildings are forested are filled with Acer's eye-shaped townships in line with Dongzhao's urban plan, and the Dongzhao-style triangular roof is covered with tiles and provided with a broken wind.

Though well-separated streets and street trees were not so different from those of the West, architecture was unique and the cultural influences of the East were found everywhere.

Nearly in the heart of the continent, the salt banks flourished as the westernmost of the territory ruled by the Eastern Light Empire, the capital of the Western Province, formerly stationed a hundred thousand soldiers, but that was also an old story.

Pushed by the military upheavals that were interested in the eastern shore of the continent, where it is based, and by the emerging nations that have flagged it in its south, the Toho Empire is also losing momentum in the past.

It is now a town that is heavily positioned as a trading route with Siluha and, conversely, flourishes as a relay point for sending western artefacts to the eastern photographic country, without the shadow of a former military city.

Officials dressed in Dongzhao's official clothes were rushing to the Western government building set at the north end of its salt bank to begin climbing the agency.

A letter was sent to the abandoned cities of the Western Empire from Sukedai Sung, who served as city ambassador.

"Wow, well, it's pretty much up to these guys to win like that widow!

When he opened the letter from Daicheng Sukei, handed to him by the minister, and reached the letter “Spoon Smelting Ding Woo Affairs (Cilentium) Victory”, the man dressed in red Dongzhuang-style front clothing and strangled his girdle raised his exclamation as he slapped his plenty of it on his stomach.

The letter did not just describe the facts of the victory, but even the operation, the ability of the commander, and the qualities of the soldiers, indicating that the observation eyes of Sukedai Sung were more than crowds.

"Governor of the Le Sein Banks.

"What?

"Have you said anything else?

One of the numbed officials speaks to the governor of the capital, who looks happy to read Sukedaichi's letter.

A Metropolitan Governor is an official who, in one of the official positions of East Photography, governs a region that has bound several states.

The Western government has three states in distribution, but all are small and small in population, so it does not place the state pasture that serves as the state governor of the Empire, and the Le Seung Bang ruled the three states as the capital governor.

Incidentally, there is no official position in the Empire that hits the Metropolitan Governor.

When the official told me about the Le Seung Bang, and I nodded to Eagle Deep, I began to reread the letter.

"Whoa, right... um, is this it? What... Whoa?

"What do you have?

"Whoa... um... whatever..."

This guy is always like this.

I have a bad habit of trying to take things in the fun direction.

At last, Li Shengbang referred to the contents of the words, even though he sounded interesting, when he sensed that officials had recruited him to not say the contents at the heart.

"Sukedaichi's son told me to do souvenirs to Cilentium!

"Souvenir? Is it?

Officials with question marks on their heads.

It is embedded during the operation of the Lei Seung Bang in an abstract way, but the serious officials do not come perfectly when they say they are souvenirs.

"Well, I've asked you to send a messenger to celebrate the victory over the government and official clothes of our Eastern Lighting Empire!

"It's...!

"Um, well, if it's a Western position, there's nothing to be happy about, but it's not exactly something you can cheer on to an exotic, hurry up and ask the Emperor.

Le Seung Bang said, laughing joyfully, leaving room for an officiant who was going out of line.

"I don't think it's that easy... but I can't.

The instructed official blues his face and advances to Li Shengbing, whom he has so often said.

But Li Shengbang waved at the official with no sign of willingness.

In that letter that Li Shenghang is holding...

~ The flourishing and bustling of Spoon Smelting Ding Woo Affairs (Cilentium) is not lined up in the neighborhood, so far the rebels are not enough to take it, and the northern barbarians are succumbing to the birth of a new northern hero.

Those who once waved hot arms as officials in the Empire were enrolled in economic policy, with bounces on their agricultural and commercial production and measures.

Although the Empire appears to invade the South, the movement of Shiryuzhang (Siluha), who perceived it, has recently been revitalized.

Even though it is unclear which of our western provinces or the eastern provinces of the Empire is the purpose of Shirucha (Shiruha), if you take Shirucha Ding Woo Affairs (Cilentium), which is an imperial city but allows the soldiers of the northern barbarians to move freely, it will not only stabilize western management, but it will also be a constraint on Shirucha (Shiruha), and it will certainly also be an aid to emerging countries that threaten the eastern barbarians' home ~

As mentioned above in Sukedai's letter, the reason for this is stated, but the mischievous Li Shengbang did not touch on the matter.

"No way?... do you pepper the words of Sukedai Sung? To the Inhumans and so on!

"What do you mean, there's no precedent?

Li Shengbang says to embarrass officials who revolted to scream with a face like swallowed a stick.

Indeed, there are no examples of barbarians or exotic kings sealed in the post of East Photographer, or admitted to the throne to grant aid and deal with even more hostile edifices in East Photographer.

"But..."

"Your Lord would say that there is no precedent for an imperial official, but I will not. Qiu Ru Qingyi and Ya inherit the throne of Fried. It's called the Barbarian King. It's a good idea to stick to Yuwa and let her go. Then call the director of the Oriental Postal Association.

"Ha."

"This is a request from Osei Sukei himself. He wants us to set up an Oriental Postal Association destination in Cilentium to facilitate communications.

Still forcefully interceded the officials trying to recruit him, and Li Shengbang gave instructions to another official.

The Eastern Postal Association is a historic postal association alongside the Western Postal Association.

The establishment itself was carried out by the East Photographic Empire, but the current operation has kept its hands free and independent.

However, there is not much cooperation with the Western Postal Association because the instructions and requests of the East Photographic Empire are taken on unconditionally because of their formation.

At best, when there is a postal exchange between the east and west of the continent, it is to the extent that a takeover request is made.

"Well, you're going to need it in the future for a deal, and if that's the case, no problem.

"If you find out, Cilentium is far away!

"Ha."

"Oh, and then... Lord!

When the instructed official left in a hurry, Li Shengbang called another official.

"What is it?

"Siluha seems to make some suspicious moves. Gather your soldiers as you explore their condition.

"Got it.

As the officials rushed out again, Li Shengbing smiled slightly at him.

"I'll do it, you Sukedaichi bastard. Cilentium is what I expected, and it's getting interesting!