I Become a Rogue Lord in a World Where Only I Level Up

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So, the question is how to survive. That is, the strategy.

Some thoughts.

The most important of these is the fact that the Nalja Kingdom Army does not know about my existence at all. That means they are unaware of the fact that I know about the surprise attack.

Actually, this is very big.

You must take full advantage of this.

However, the only thing that worries me is the current state of our military.

How can the army underneath it be decent when the lords are in such good shape?

The state of affairs must be terrible because it was actually defeated without any defiance in the history of the game.

The first thing to do is to look at our military first.

Because knowing yourself is more important than knowing the enemy. It's also the foundation of the Art of War.

For starters, I called the chamberlain and said without warning.

Valet. I'm on my way to the barracks.

"The barracks?　If you need anything else, I'll get your commander on the phone.

No, I'll go directly to him.

"Well, I'll have the carriage waiting for you right away.

The chamberlain ran out the door in a hurry.

The notoriety of the lords comes in handy at times like these. A number of people seem to have lost their lives because of miscommunication. The atmosphere is such that you don't hear about anything that is bothering you. I'm not in a position to explain every single thing I'm going to do, so that helped a lot.

Eventually the chamberlain returned. When I followed him, I found a carriage ready outside the lord's castle. It's a luxurious covered carriage. I was curious, but I didn't show it on my face as I climbed into the carriage. The inside of the carriage was not so spacious, probably about four people. Let's call it the size of the back seat of the car.

The chamberlain did not come inside, perhaps intending to drive the carriage himself. I looked around the carriage by myself.

Immediately the carriage starts to move. I felt my body float with a clattering sound. Yes, the ride is the worst. The level of motion sickness.

Oops.

Every time it rattled, I felt like throwing up. It's a terrible shaking. As expected, it is incomparable to a car. Well, there is a big difference in technology.

Leaning against the wall, desperately trying to stifle the nausea, the carriage stopped shortly after.

Master. We are here.

What good news. I quickly ran out and got my feet on the ground. The wind calmed the nausea a bit. This is going to take some getting used to. I take a quick deep breath and look around.

A wooden barracks caught my eye. As far as I know, in this game, the barracks in the city are responsible for the security of the city. In addition, it was also where the command of the territorial army is located. Perhaps Aintorian should be the same.

I checked the information with my skills first.

[Adrian's Barracks]

[Troop strength: 1200 men]

Morale: 20]

When I saw the information, I quickly gingerly held my head with one hand. The headache came over me again.

And I couldn't help but burst out laughing. The morale of the troops is only 20. The maximum is 100, so 20 is almost the worst figure.

This is indeed Lord Erhin's army. Incoherent to the crowds. This is why they are wiped out by the decoy forces without any resistance.

The troops are not the entire Aintorian army, but the number of troops in charge of defending the city. It's neither too much nor too little, but a good number.

In addition to this, there are multiple barracks in various parts of Aintorian territory. The city is the center of the territory where the lord's castle is located, and there are large territories with agriculture around it. Well, it's the age of the agrarian society.

The morale of the other barracks didn't seem to be any higher than this, either. I managed to stave off the dizziness of this reality as I walked into the barracks. At the barracks, soldiers were gathering here and there. They thought they were in training, but soon realized it was a stupid idea.

Soldiers were swarming all over the training grounds and holding gambling halls. All sorts of gambling was going on, starting with a simple sugoroku.

For a moment, I couldn't believe my eyes. Is this the real state of the barracks?

It's a good thing that the lord has entered the military drill ground, but no one has noticed any alert soldiers or anyone else. I stopped the chamberlain who was trying to lean forward in a hurry, and I grabbed the soldier about to throw the dice by the collar and pulled him up as hard as I could.

'What the fuck!'

The soldier who was pulled turned around angrily holding the dice. And then his eyes met mine.

'Heeeeehee!　Ryuu, lord!　Sorry. I'm sorry, when you visit ......!

Elhin's face is famous here, too, or he would immediately prostrate himself on the ground at first sight. The notoriety of the lord is also very effective among the soldiers.

'Enough. Anyway, go get the commander now.

"Oh, cool!　Ohhhh!

The soldier immediately stood up on the ground with his hands on the ground and ran off in a frenzy. Thanks to him screaming like that, everyone around me was surprised to see me and stood up and took a cautionary stance. Some of the soldiers looked scared and frightened. At this point, isn't the lord himself almost on the level of disaster?

Well, what matters now is the commander. I went to the building in the middle of the military camp, or the military command center. It's also the place where the soldier I just saw ran in.

"Hey, what's up with all this excitement?

"That ....... The lords of ...... The lords of ...... are here to see you!

The commander also got together and played poker. It's a huge amount of money here, much more so than outside gambling. The soldiers are indulging in gambling from the morning because their commander is like this," he said. There really is no future. The future.

"His Excellency is here?　Ha!　Sir!

When the commander-like man noticed me, he pushed past the soldiers and ran to me. The soldiers who were gambling with the man also stood up and straightened up when they saw me.

And my lord.

This is the term of endearment for high ranking nobles, from duke to count. This is a term of endearment used among the nobility. Commoners call him a lord, not his lordship. Aintorian Erhin is a high-ranking nobleman with a fief. Yes, now I was an earl.

And when it comes to military commanders, I'm a nobleman too. Of course, I'm a lowly nobleman. Probably only a baron. And I'm a vassal of the Aintorian family.

[Burke Gordon]

Age: 38 years]

Armed Forces: 33]

Intelligence: 23]

Conducting: 20]

[Affiliation: commander of the Atrian Territorial Army]

[Mindset in affiliation: 10]

I confirmed the information. I knew it. The very incompetence itself. Even though he is a commander, his military values are lower than those of a soldier. He became a commander because he was a nobleman, well, that's about it. However, even though they may employ incompetent noblemen as their vassals, they had this kind of person as their military commander?

No matter how incompetent Erwin is, this is terrible.

'What can I do for you this morning?　Heh.

Burke walked up to me and started laughing, rubbing his palms together. I could tell by the way he smiled. It seems that Erwin had appointed him as commander out of familiarity. It's like he cared for his close vassals, not caring about wrecking the army.

And that he was close to Erhin. It goes without saying, it's proof of scum.

"The gambling outside is at your direction?

Yes, of course. 'Yes, of course, because His Excellency has allowed it. The gamblers are obliged to pay a gambling tax to me. Ha ha ha.

Gambling tax?　Gambling taxes?　Ridiculous. I shook my head and whispered in my chamberlain's ear.

"Squire,

"Yes, master.

"He's been the commander of the army all these years?

No. At the time of the previous lord, another person was ......

"Did I change it?

Yes. Okay, you are on the left.

So that's it.

Former lord. In other words, Erhin's father died of illness a few years ago.

Erhin has only been in office for a short time as a lord. As soon as his father, who was controlling him, died, he began to do all kinds of evil deeds like a fish in water.

'So where is the former commander now?

...... yes?

"I'm asking where is your former commander?

If Erwin replaced him, he would at least be a better man than the man in front of him.

It's an immutable truth that tyrants try to keep their loyal subjects away, right?

"Baron Hadyn is in prison.

"Ho, I see.

Fortunately, it seems not to be dead. Because he's a nobleman?　Well, I'm glad to hear that. Searching for the right person for the commander-in-chief in a day is a challenge, but when there is a strong candidate, it's a different story.

Of course, the decision should be made after carefully examining the candidate.

I see. So you let them gamble during training time?

"Yeah, right?

You won't hear me and the chamberlain's whispering, but the man noticed that there was something fishy about the atmosphere, and he got a strange look on his face.

"Throw Commander Burke in jail now!　Charge him with disrupting military discipline!

Right in front of him I gave a stern order. Burke jumped up and down in surprise.

"Ta, your honor!　What does that mean!　...... Erwin Sir!　I'm Gordon!

So what do you want me to do?

No need to answer.

He was a man who wasn't worth dealing with any more.

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The prison was still bleak.

It was built underground, barely lit by candlelight. If I was locked up for a long time or something, I was really going to suffer from psychosis.

"Hey, let go!　Your Excellency!　Your Excellency!　Why do you do this!　Sir!

I ignored Gordon, who was making a lot of noise about being thrown in jail, and headed for my former commanding officer. Perhaps nervous about the military commander's confinement, the head jailer guided me with robotic movements.

"Here, here ...... is Baron Hadyn locked up!

The head guard straightened his back and straightened his posture and strained his voice.

Quiet, now. Okay, just shut up and open the cell door.

The head guard hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands at my words. Then he snorted and stepped back to open the prison door.

When I entered the prison, I saw a man sitting leaning against the wall. He was exhausted.

"Your ......?

Immediately used the Information Check.

My life depends on tomorrow's battle, and I eagerly checked the information.

Merja Hadin]

Age: 45 years]

Martial force: 60]

Intelligence: 57]

Conducting: 70]

[Affiliation: no current affiliation]

[Mindset in affiliation: 75]

Heh. Well, this level is not bad. Maybe it's because after seeing Burke Gordon's ability value, I felt like my eyes were purified when I saw this ability value.

The average armed strength of a soldier is about 30 to 40.

Chapter 60

It is rare to find someone with A-class ability value in this game; S-class is quite valuable.

Besides, it is the command figures that matter anyway. What you need right away is a commander to lead the crowds of troops, but with a command of 70, it was perfect.

"Your Honor!　How can you help me with something like this: ......

Baron Hadyn. Have you ever been in a war?

I interrupted him. Now is not the time to try to convince people to follow me. So it would be quicker to appoint them on the authority of the lord. It's enough to survive tomorrow's war to get this manpower in its entirety.

"War?　Of course. Twenty years ago, there were frequent battles of all sizes, and I was in the military then, too: ......

I see. Indeed, he's 45 years old now, so even though it was twenty years ago, he was 25 years old then. Even in the aristocracy, lower nobles often serve in the military, so in a sense it was natural.

Good, Baron Hadyn. I will now reinstate you as commander of the Ayntrian Territorial Army!

"What ......?　Bite me, your honor!　Is it true?

"The first thing you need to do upon your return is to summon all of Adrian's forces, except for the border guards, to the south gate of the citadel.

I came out of my prison with that order to Hadyn, who just blinked her eyes, as if she had stopped thinking in surprise.

The lord's orders are absolute.

The difference in status in a status-based society is absolute.

I'm a high-ranking nobleman's earl.

Any uprising or rebellion will be pursued as a criminal throughout the kingdom.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no such thing as a lord to resist.

So devise a strategy to survive using its authority and notoriety to the fullest.

Be sure to survive.