Details on Army ranks, Army Unit sizes, the 8 Kingdom Armies, and the four Discharge types.

I suddenly felt a strong blow to the back of my head and my consciousness faded away…

“Hey! Are you alive? Pat?!” Voice

Pat? Who is Pat?

Wait, am I Pat? I thought I was named Jin? But, I seem to have memories of being both Jin and Pat??

Am I Pat now? Why do I have memories of living as a person named Jin? Was it a dream? No, it was too long and detailed to be a dream, right?

I couldn’t tell you how many orcs I slew, but I know that the back of my head is still throbbing.

I looked at the corpse of an orc lying on the ground next to the corpse of one of my fellow soldiers. While the original group of orcs had been annihilated, it seems we weren’t done yet.

A new orc, three meters tall, emerged from the distance holding a large axe like a lumberjack.

“An orc king…” Soldier mutters

“Where am I?” Pat

I can’t stop myself from asking that question.

“You’re in a medic station for wounded soldiers. I’m glad you’re awake, how’s the pain?” Wayne

I’ve got to collect my thoughts.

So, I’m a former Japanese person, nobody has mentioned anything like an Achilles tendon in this world.

“5 gold coins?” Pat

When I returned to the barracks, I got to look in the contents of the bag I received at the award ceremony, and couldn’t stop my surprise.

A soldier’s day starts early.

Well, not only soldiers, most people’s morning in this world starts early. With no technology like electric lights, the only way to light up the night is candles or firewood. Candles get expensive quickly, so common folk often use firewood. Even firewood costs money or time, though.

After 30 minutes spent walking into the depths of the forest, I hear noises and calls from behind us.

“Stop! Sergeant Wayne’s squad to the right, Corporal Tony’s squad to the left, Corporal Mirko’s squad to the center with me. Sound good?” Pat

Goblins are monsters at the bottom of the bipedal monster hierarchy. In other words, they’re often hunted by the stronger members of that hierarchy. Above them are monsters like orcs, ogres, trolls, and cyclopses. The monsters usually found preying on goblins are orcs and…

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When Wayne hears the cracking sounds from trees, he spins around.

“Troll, a Troll?! What is it doing here?” Wayne

“On it!” Tony

Tony pulls out his sword and chops at the troll’s neck. After a few swings, the neck separates from the torso.

“Is anyone injured?” Pat

“No serious injuries, just scratches and bruises.” Soldier A

“What exactly has happened?” Officer A

“What has happened, Colonel Reedon?” Officer B

“Well, it was fine until I ordered a company to investigate, but what did Second Lieutenant Scott think when ordering a forest assault at night? Normal doctrine is to camp in front of the forest and investigate at sunrise the next morning. Who would enter? A night battle in a dark forest? Tantamount to suicide. Bring me his service history.” Colonel Reedon

My name is Wayne, Wayne Kimble.

I started out as a sergeant in the army, the lowest rank for an aristocratic soldier. I volunteered for the army, joined the Kingdom Army after passing training, then met a certain man. He was named Patrick, and was from another aristocratic family. He had unusual black hair and eyes, an unremarkable face and a slender build with a below-average height. He seemed to be the picture of mediocrity.

My name is Mirko, I’m a Corporal of the Kingdom Army. I’m a commoner, so I enlisted in the army and started as Private. Well, it was pretty easy to make it to Private First Class, I just needed to survive two battles.

That being said, many people get injured in those first two battles and are discharged.

A month after the troll subjugation incident, I was resting behind a tree at the edge of the training ground. This partHicular tree has a wonderful breeze.

“Second Lieutenant Patrick! The Army captain wants to see you.” Wayne

“Wants to see me? What did I do?” Pat

Maintaining Order: A highly important responsibility of military personnel

Since Patrick is now a Second Lieutenant, he was assigned a company. Three platoons of 10 soldiers each were gathered together to form his company. When you include the ten person logistics unit, Patrick’s company reaches 40 people, plus Patrick himself for 41.

Five carriages are traveling down a certain highway. Any luggage has been covered by large tarps, but with several guards per carriage, it looked expensive. Normal bandit groups would have steered clear, but this group had a full 53 members, so the caravan guards were badly outnumbered. In addition, the guards would have to protect both the merchants and the cargo.

The bandit group’s head grinned at the lookout’s report.

“Bastards, let’s get to work!” Bandit Leader

“Report! Enemy, 51 bandits eliminated! 1 bandit captured! Allies, two people killed in action and three wounded. That’s all!” Platoon Leader

“Who were the two killed?” Pat

“Private First-Class Ed, Private Carter” Platoon Leader

“Ok, what about the three injured?” Pat

“They have cuts on their arms, not life-threating. All have been properly treated.” Platoon Leader

Content Warning: Medieval Torture

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“So, where’s your hideout?” Soldier

“No, I won’t say it! You’re just going to kill me, whether I tell you or not! Have fun trying to find it!” Bandit

I come over to check on the interrogation.

“So, how goes it? Did he spit it out?” Pat

“No, no answers. Even if I hit him, he just curses and refuses to give it up.” Soldier

“Pat, did you go a bit too far? Don’t the soldiers look spooked?” Wayne

“Really? I took it pretty easy on him, I thought?” Pat

“All of that?” Wayne

“That was just a short session.” Pat

“I will free you from your prison shortly, so please move away from the bars.” Pat

Once the three had moved away, I swing my sword twice. Several iron bars fall to the ground with a crash.

“Thank you for your assistance. We are most appreciative.” Carlos

“I just happened to be in the area on assignment.” Pat

We returned to the road without any real trouble. I put the three formerly captured people on a single carriage, then filled the other two with items. As we moved down the road to the Marquis territory, the cargo carriages filled up with proofs of subjugation for goblin and orcs, plus boars and pelts of the bears we encountered on the way.

“The Kingdom Army is amazing. So they can just instantly kill an orc or a green bear?” Kevin Dixon

“Captain Rahal! There are several carriages and adventurers ahead!” Soldier

“Is it a merchant caravan?” Rahal

I don’t have the time to deal with merchants right now. Two days have passed since the master’s son was expected to return to the territory. There have been rumors of a bandit group in the area, but an investigation had been stalled due to lack of manpower. The territory’s army was busy with an outbreak of monsters and was unable to patrol the main road.

“I was able to confirm Kevin’s safety! It seems he was rescued by a unit from the Kingdom Army.” Letterman

After hearing the report, Rahal strokes his chin.

“All troops, form up with the Kingdom Army!” Rahal

We’ve made it to Marquis Dixon’s mansion. After joining up with Rahal’s unit, we encountered no more incidents on the way.

I got to witness a moving reunion between Marquis Dixon and his son Kevin.

I slept soundly in a bed under a roof tonight, and I woke up feeling quite refreshed. It is so much better than a tent or carriage. I had breakfast and talked with the happy soldiers of my company. “Then, Marquis, Kevin, we will be returning to the royal capital.” Pat After salutations, the company left to patrol the road back to the capital. We encountered a few orcs on the way back, but no more bandits.

The visit of His Highness to the Marquis’s territory looks to have been completed successfully. It seems that the visit was to finalize the engagement between His Higness and the eldest daughter of the Marquis.

While most people were celebrating those good news, the army got some bad news.

“The empire is moving?!”

“Yes, it looks like they’re moving towards us.”

The rumors are flying around the military.

The next day, terrible news arrived at the royal castle.

“What? Westin has changed allegiances?” King

“Hah! The Western Army was attacked by Marquis Westin’s Army from the rear, turning the situation into a pincer operation where the Western Army suffered numerous losses. Major General Lanigan was lost in the fighting. The remaining troops retreated to the south, joining up with the Southern Army reinforcements. That group is currently engaged in a standoff with a force of Imperial and Westin troops. I was dispatched to report the situation by the Major General of the Southern Army.” Soldier

“Second Lieutenant Riggsby, the higher-ups want to ask you some questions.” Commander

A little while later, I enter a room with several high-ranking officers. I’m a little surprised they’re so high-ranking, and not just military, but some high-ranking members of the government.

“Second Lieutenant Riggsby, we’re sorry to bother you, but we have some questions for you.” General Andretti

The meeting continued, with Patrick still there.

“Now, Second Lieutenant Riggsby, you must carry out the your new orders! I’ll leave the selection of soldiers to you. Everyone else, stick to your original orders! We will drive the empire back and the traitors will meet their end!” General Andretti

I grab Corporal Mirko and Private Colton, who has a sleepy face with short blond hair and brown eyes. The two are the only soldiers, excepting Wayne, who have managed to find me on a break. Also, they are able to ride a running dragon.

The Royal Army departs from the royal capital. They’ve got many horses and carriages. Behind the carriages are the infantry.

In the infantry, there is the Riggsby company, currently led by Wayne. Wayne hasn’t been told why Patrick isn’t commanding, but he will follow his orders.

Good armies follow orders.

The Kingdom Army is fighting under the command of Lieutenant General Simon, but they’re struggling against the Westin Army’s fort. Even though it was made of logs covered with boards, it was quite effective. Arrows flew like rain from the fort, so it was difficult to approach.

The Kingdom’s Army fires back, but nearly all their arrows are stopped by the fort’s walls. Under the barrage, the Kingdom Army was taking losses.

As Wayne and the company were eliminating the archers, smoke rose from the back of the fort.

“Be careful! I hear Cavalry!” Wayne shouts

As the Kingdom cavalry rushed in, the Westin Army and the Imperial Army found themselves with a major issue. The Kingdom cavalry was quickly taking down the rebel cavalry.

Spears are quickly downing the horses, then the riders are taken out.

When most of the rebel cavalry had been eliminated, more Imperial reinforcements arrive.

“They’ve got more…” a Kingdom Soldier mutters

Back when the Royal Army was leaving the capital

Patrick travels through the woods on a running dragon, accompanied by Corporal Mirko, Private Colton, and Sergeant Josh, an Inspector General. Sergeant Josh is around 30 years old with a lean physique with a fringe of blonde hair and blue eyes, around 180 cm tall (a little under 6 feet).

I thought back to my past while talking to the tribal warriors.

Editor Note: This has been the story of my life for the past while… Story continues from Ryan Abbott’s perspective As I returned to the drawing room after my mood had been ruined by the “interrogation” scene, I was greeted by my father grinning at me. He had been forewarned by Conan and had warned me, but that smirk angers me. “Father, wouldn’t it make sense for you to be in the interrogation room as well?

While the Kingdom Army was approaching the area, four figures were discussing something behind the fort.

“For the time being, I’m going to sneak in and kill an enemy so I can take their clothing. I’ll be gone for a while, you three should stay here for now.” Pat explained before he started into the enemy fort

Once the fire had gone past the point of no return, I left the tent.

“I wonder, should I go ahead and burn some tents too?” Pat mused

Some of the tents have people inside them, as I pass by one, I splash oil then light it. Somehow, nobody noticed anything, until they saw the smoke and piled out.

The center of the enemy’s camp was on fire. I threw the last of the oil I had at the largest tent along with a lit match, then left. “I’m back.” Pat It was just two words, but the three people I said it to almost jumped out of their skins. “Second Lieutenant, when you’re meeting up with allies, could be a little more obvious? Make louder footsteps or something, please?

The rebels have abandoned their forward fort and are withdrawing to a fortress in the west, but the Kingdom Army is in close pursuit. The rebels have little food to eat, almost no water, even the salt was lost.

Their physical strength and morale were down, so a considerable amount were taken down by the arrows, swords, and spears of the Kingdom Army.

A number of carriages are fleeing from the Westin mansion to the Western fortress currently held by the rebels.

They are the carriages of Viscount Harter, and the Barons Karee, Hazy, and Riggsby.

There are only two major roads from Marquis Westin’s mansion to the fortress. The eastern road has already been captured by the Kingdom Army. I was assigned to oversee the western road.

“Inspector General, please pay attention as I display my resolution through my actions.” Pat

Content Warning: Torture

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In that space, there was a scene that was an image of hell, two badly-injured people with another looming above them.

Some time has passed, 30 minutes, maybe an hour. Or was it more than two hours?

The horse that was released from the carriage returned. It seems true that a well-trained horse knows to return to the carriage.

“I’ve had enough of this. I’m ending this.” Pat

“Are we still waiting on Karee and Riggsby?” Marquis Westin

“Their sons and soldiers have arrived, but we haven’t seen their carriages arrive yet.” Soldier

“Even though everything else made it, they’re so slow!” Marquis Westin

The commanders of the Kingdom Army have been gathered at the operations meeting. It was decided that the overall commander would be Lieutenant General Simon, so he started to lay out the outline of the plan.

“We’ll go with this strategy. The independent force should already be in position and working, so I’ll give them some time for their part.” Lieutenant General Simon

After a day, no other carriages holding rebellious lords came by so we gave up and headed for the Western fortress.

“In the end, I could only take out Baron Karee, my idiot father, and the pig.” Pat

The other three reassured me that taking out half of the traitorous nobles was a more than sufficient achievement for the time spent, I just wish they wouldn’t look so scared saying it.

An arrow fired from the tall grass pierced the coachman’s throat. The coachman releases the reins to grab his throat, but his moans are drowned out by the road noise. When the escort went to ask why the carriage was slowing down, he spotted figures emerging from the grass.

“Enemy attack!” Carriage Guard

The carriage starts moving again, towards the main gate of the Western fortress.

“Good! If you don’t alert the guards, you’ll be able to leave before anything starts. If you pull anything, we’ll make sure you’re the first to die.” Pat whispers to the merchant

I walk through the fortress, pulling a cart with a sack of wheat in it. I’m walking casually while noting the locations of supplies, armories, barracks, etc. Occasionally I would make conversation with soldiers, pretending to be a merchant who had just arrived and gotten lost.

I leave my sword stuck in the first guard’s back and jump back to avoid his wild swing.

I pull the dagger from my right hip with my right hand and get back into range of the guard. Once a swing misses me, I thrust my dagger into the guard’s throat. My right shoulder is now splashed with blood, but I ignore the stain and twist the dagger to ensure the guard dies quickly and quietly.

“Lieutenant General Simon! Black smoke is rising from the fortress!” Soldier

The Lieutenant General exited the tent to check the report and then grinned at the black smoke rising from the glowing red fortress.

“Prepare for a battle! Hurry up!” Lieutenant General Simon

“Lieutenant General Simon, thanks for your patience.” Pat

I found the Lieutenant General at the head of the approaching force and saluted to him.

“Second Lieutenant Patrick, you’ve been quite busy! Well done! We can take it from here!” Simon

The officers and aristocrats quickly pack their luggage. The soldiers nearby pick up on the actions and start to flee themselves.

Demoralized soldiers are difficult to handle. Even one panicking soldier running away can trigger a stampede, it’s like an infectious disease.

The side gate has devolved into a crush, so some soldiers have decided to open the main gate.

The main gate can’t be opened by a single person or two, instead twenty soldiers work together to move the heavy iron bar that keeps it closed. Once it’s open a flood of soldiers begin to flee in the direction of the Empire.

Even so, it’s three days by carriage to the nearest Imperial village. That’s ten days on foot, a soldier won’t make it that far without food and water supplies. You could make it with a carriage, but all the carriages were interdicted by the Kingdom Army before they could leave the fortress.

Rudolph van Ceu and his companions chose to move through the forest, avoiding the highways.

As you would expect, their horses weren’t making good time in the forest. Horses can walk in a forest, but they can’t trot and definitely not gallop. Rudolph chose a path that would slow him down, but drastically reduce his chances of detection. Also, it made it more likely that he will stumble on food.

I’ll not be seen in the dark woods by even a vigilant Imperial soldier. Since the Imperials were camped in a small clearing, they would find it even more difficult to look for things in the dark forest around them.

The battle is over for now.

The rebellion is suppressed and the Imperial invasion force has been eliminated. The rebellious noble families are completely crushed and their territories have been confiscated by the royal family.

Well, one house is still in limbo.

“That’s all” Sergeant Josh ends

“What do you think, Simon?” King

“It seems he has a ruthless side. He went right for the strictest punishment for his brothers as well. But that seems to only be shown to the Riggsby family. He seems to worry for his subordinates and seems completely loyal to the country.” Lieutenant General Simon

After a month, the various punishments were exacted and a five-year non-aggression treaty was signed with the Empire. All the reparations and ransoms had been paid.

The third prince was returned to Imperial territory, but rumors suggest he is confined under house arrest for a good while. All of the five rebelling noble families from the Kingdom were completely crushed.

To celebrate, the Kingdom held a grand ceremony on the one month anniversary.

The Kingdom Army has historically had seven armies.

The First through Third armies protect the Royal Capital and maintain internal security for the Kingdom. The Knights of the Royal Guard are a regiment of the First Army.

Then there are the border armies. The Fourth Army guards the Eastern border, the Fifth Army is the Western border, the Sixth Army is the Southern border, and the Seventh Army guards the Northern border.

The Army can be broken down from thousands to a handful of soldiers in an organized manner, let us go through the various unit sizes.

After the award ceremony, those who were given awards move to the royal castle for a banquet. This banquet is also attended by most of the heads of prominent noble families and high-ranking military officials, so lower-ranked soldiers will dread this part of the ceremonies.

Due to the number of awards this time, Second Lieutenant and lower ranked awardees will not be attending the banquet this time.

Lieutenant General Simon has no sons. Even though he has five wives and fifteen children, they’ve all been daughters. It seems the one talking to Wayne is the eldest daughter, she looks just a few years older than him.

She’s around 165 centimeters tall (5ft 5in) with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and slender, though she has two apples budding from her chest. Well, aesthetically pleasing is how I would describe her.

She’s blushing and looks excited to meet Wayne.

The Baron Canaan family are skilled cavalry noblemen. The current Baron has a good physique and a powerful body. His wife is a bit chubby, so was my mother, maybe Aisha was a little chubby too, it seems the family has a type.

“So I was overtaken by Patrick! Hahaha!” Baron Canaan

My Cousin Dekose is similar to Uncle Trolla. Until two years ago, he was also a member of the Royal Guards, just like his father, but now he is in training to become the next Baron Canaan. He was given a Reserve Discharge in order to undergo the training.

After eating and drinking with the Canaan family, I promised to take a vacation and visit their territory. Then a new person approached our group.

“Major Patrick!” Kevin Dixon

“Long time, no see” Pat

“You look like you’re doing well for yourself.” Marquis Dixon

After the war, there have been major changes in the Army. Because of the losses, newcomers were brought in to replenish the units. In my Brigade, I lost Wayne to the Second Army.

While the Second Army did suffer some losses, Wayne’s transfer is mainly due to his engagement to Lieutenant General Simon’s daughter. Well, I won’t begrudge him the transfer to his future father-in-law’s Army.

Run

Run more

I can’t say how many hours I’ve been running…

Half of the runners look to have dropped out already. I’m Mirko, a soldier in the Kingdom Army, now belonging to the Eighth Army.

We’re having fun today.

The Eighth Army is having an excursion in the woods. We set up a camp near a stream in the forest and procured food in the forest. We didn’t spot any dangerous beasts, but we did run into three orcs. That gave us plenty of meat.

There were a few injuries, but injuries in outdoor activities are common, right? Isn’t it only problematic when people die?

For my Eighth Army, I decided to create combat uniforms in addition to the normal dress uniforms. Our budget had room in it that the other armies didn’t have, we’re a bit small. Though we didn’t invest in any metal armor, it’s too loud for our purposes.

Our battle uniforms are covered with green, black, and brown splotches, excepting our leather boots and breastplate. You might call them a BDU, or battle dress uniform, like the modern combat uniforms of Earth armies.

I’m so sleepy, I really want to sleep. I’m super hungry as well.

Hmm? So what am I doing instead?

I’m looking for Major Patrick!

I heard that we were supposed to find the Major last night, and I searched all over for him, but I don’t think anyone could find that guy at night!

“That’s no good” Pat

I look back on the outdoor training from the other day while muttering to myself. The branches of the trees are effective for both hiding and attacking. It’s a problem that nobody thought to look up.

For the day search, I snuck into a beast’s burrow and blocked up the entrance from inside. If you looked carefully, someone should have noticed the sloppiness and unnaturalness of the former entrance.

“I’m going to die…” Soldier

“You idiot! If you can spare energy to complain, you can keep running! Keep at it!” Pat

“Let me lie down…” Soldier

I’m being gently rocked in a carriage on my way to the Baron Canaan territory. I’m going to see Dekose Canaan.

I’ve become a Viscount, so I must manage a territory.

I was invited into the mansion and led to the drawing room, where I was served tea by a familir maid.

“I’m glad to see you’re doing well, Elinda.” Pat

I called out to the older blonde woman, Head Maid Elinda.

“Mr. Patrick, you’re looking good yourself.” Elinda

I walk through the opened door and enter the dining room.

“Welcome, Patrick! No, Viscount Snake!” Baron Canaan

“Uncle Trolla, don’t get so formal, I’m just Patrick to you. Is your guard on vacation?” Pat

I’m enduring some physical pain in the carriage on my way out of the Canaan territory.

“Those two are just too energetic, in every sense.” Pat

When I got back to the Royal Capital, my Eighth Army received a training request from the First and Third Armies. Soon my moniker of “Grim Reaper” spread to those two armies.

A month later, the Eighth Army received their first assignment.

According to the orders we received from General Castro Andretti, the Eighth Army departed the capital the next day. We headed north on the main highway to that region.

However, a platoon I chose to directly command was moving in a different direction. Taking on some bandits would be an easy victory for the current Eighth Army, so I split off a few people for a different task. I’ve seen their skills in training, so I’m certain they’ll be fine.

I split off most of my surveillance platoon to follow the Eighth Army and brought a single squad to inspect the villages and towns along the highway. We’re disguised as adventurers on horses, let’s check out these villages.

When we arrived at the first town, we were charged a silver coin to enter as an “entrance tax”. While there aren’t regulations on the amount for an entrance tax, a silver coin is ludicrous. The rest of the country varies between 3 bronze coins to 10 bronze coins, at most, a tenth of this town’s amount.

The next day, my squad rides our horses over to another town in the Newgarden territory.

“It’s here too.” Pat

“Why are the prices so high?” Soldier

I decided it was time to visit the capital of the Newgarden territory.

“Two silver coins! Overnight stay only! If you don’t have the money, get moving!” Gate Guard

This is what I heard when entering the city.

“Far from being lively, there’s nobody here, right?” Soldier

After two days of traveling on horses, I made it to the Royal Capital and delivered his report to Lieutenant General Simon. Lieutenant General Simon sent the report to General Andretti, who then sent the report to the King.

Preparations were hurriedly made, so the next day found the Second Army heading for the Newgarden territory with full equipment. Major General Newgarden was detained on suspicion of hiding critical information.

Since there were no King-class monsters, the Second and Eighth Armies were able to destroy the monsters with a good degree of success. Of course, they weren’t unscathed. There were many wounded and a few dead.

The fiercest area of the battle is where certain soldiers are fighting the cyclopses. A single Cyclops wouldn’t be too dangerous, but there were five of them.

I’m exhausted, I sit down on the Cyclops I defeated and look around.

The area is full of monster corpses, soldiers are starting to drag the useless ones like goblins to bonfires to burn. Orcs are being butchered while wolves are being stripped of their fur before the carcasses are tossed on the bonfires.

The eyes and livers of Cyclopses seem to be useful for medicine, but the rest is being burned. If we leave the corpses as is, they could become zombies or rot and cause sickness to the nearby city.

After the Second and Eighth Armies returned to the capital, they were each given two days of vacation. However, I got summoned by the King.

I’m currently kneeling and lowering my head before the King. He enters and sits on the throne.

“Viscount Patrick von Snake, raise your face.” Prime Minister Bendrick

I pick up the bracelet and look closely.

“I see, it opens up here and you can fasten it around your wrist.” Pat

I fasten the bracelet around my left wrist. Suddenly the gap disappears and it’s snug around my wrist. This is weird.

“Can I take this back off?” Pat

One day, a person came to visit Patrick’s room in the military barracks. The person is a barracks maid. They make sure the residents are cleaning up their rooms, keeping things organized, not letting food rot and so on.

The ranks are filled by the wives and children of soldiers who passed during combat. It’s not hard work and it pays well.

Occasionally soldiers bring in unconnected civilians for certain activities, so the maids will regularly undertake unannounced inspections.

A few hours later, Pi-chan lays down in the entrance hall to sleep with a swollen stomach.

I went out to request an adventurer to assist with the cleaning. For the time being, we were able to clean up the mansion to a reasonable degree. The adventurer left exhausted after cleaning rat droppings all day. There’s no furniture, so I laid out a blanket next to Pi-chan and went to sleep.

I guess I should talk about how my territory is doing.

The former Riggsby territory was built into a high-earning territory that shouldn’t need to carry any debts. The reason it became debt-ridden was the extreme greed of piggish nobles.

My Snake family is an emerging noble house. There’s just me at the moment.

Connections are important for aristocrats. By marrying each other, families create new relationships, which can build a faction or cause conflict.

I don’t have parents or siblings anymore…

A little while later, my uncle contacted me and introduced me to a maid. Since there don’t seem to be any issues, I decided to hire her.

“Best regards” Pat

“Nice to meet you too, Master.” Maid

Master! I’m that kind of person now! It sounds good.

At the King, I’m worried about one of my beloved daughters. She’s still only 12 years old, though she’s close to 13.

If you’re an aristocrat, that’s early enough to get engaged. Royalty is usually a little slower since a marriage with the Royal Family can change the balance of power among the aristocrats.

If one faction is too connected to royalty, the other factions can become discontent. There needs to be a balance.

What is a family crest?

It’s a coat of arms that represent a house.

The Royal Family is the only one that can use the Eagle in their crest. Military families will often use swords or spears in theirs, or alternatively, some strong animal.

A little while ago, about an hour after I said “Seriously?” to the King and fell to my knees…

A woman and I were drinking tea in a room of the royal castle.

“Greetings, my name is Patrick von Snake.” Pat

“I am Sonalis Mental.” Sona

So, my engagement has been decided, but I have a new problem.

The territory is doing great, but there’s a problem in the Royal Capital. More specifically, it’s my mansion. Currently there is only me, a maid, and my pet snake living in the mansion. There’s not even a gatekeeper.

As a noble, that’s not good.

Now that my personnel issue is sorted, I can work on the material issue. I’ve got the territory and servants sorted, I can improve my lifestyle.

Firstly, I need a personal carriage. Previously, I would rent one from the army. I sent out for one to be constructed, but I will also need horses and horses need stables. My money is flying out the door.

County Snake is booming.

Previously, the territory had been deteriorating due to poor governance and then the rebellion, but since I’ve take charge the territory’s profits have shot up above historical highs.

The profits came mainly from my new alcohol varieties and the new crops of rice and sweet potatoes. Recently, I’ve added chess sets to that list.

My name is Pamela and I’m a wolf beastman. I’m currently employed as a maid at the Count Snake mansion.

Previously, I worked in the cafeteria of the military barracks. That was awful. First of all is the smell, the smell of sweat saturated that place. The soldiers come right in after training without wiping off, so no amount of cleaning would remove the sweat stench.

A space with a certain noble and aethereal atmosphere

There is a man, well not exactly one man, there’s a crystal-like pillar too. The man looks into the crystal and grins at something he’s watching.

“What are you looking at?” Woman

“Oh, I moved that soul from the alpha world to the beta world a while ago, right? About 18 years ago?” Man

I managed to welcome the new servants to the mansion. There were more than a few incidents in the entrance hall, but it was dealt with by sending those servants to the new main bathroom. In the end, only two of the servants had no issues. Luckily, I warned the servants to bring a change of clothes.

One day, I was called to the King’s private rooms. I see another person besides His Majesty here, he had silver hair and brown eyes.

“You two haven’t met, Patrick, this is Kyle from the Intelligence Department. Have you met Patrick, Kyle?” King

“Yes, I’m familiar with just about every nobleman of the Kingdom. Nice to meet you Count Snake. My name is Kyle Keselowski.” Kyle bows

After Kyle filled me in on the rest of the details, I took action the next evening.

I was headed for the certain noble’s mansion in the capital.

I chose to wait a short distance away from the mansion’s gate in a stakeout. Since the sun has set, there’s nobody coming in or out.

I creep out, ready to spy.

I follow behind the old woman as she walks through the mansion until she reaches a large door and knocks on it.

“Come in” Man speaks from inside

When she opens the door, a fifty-year-old man embraces the old woman like he’s a puppy. He gives her a large hug.

I walk behind the old woman as she leaves the mansion. I’m desperately trying to purge the nightmarish scenes from my head as the old woman’s lamp illuminates the path as she slowly walks to her house.

I’m heading to the Royal Castle today; I was summoned.

First off, I must greet His Majesty.

“Your Majesty, it looks like you’re in a good mood… What is it you need from me?” Pat

Today, the Royal Capital mansion of the Count Snake family is a flurry of activity! The Third Princess of the Kingdom is coming!

Although she is engaged to Count Snake, that engagement is unannounced as of now.

We then moved from the entrance hall to the dining room to have a conversation over a cup of tea. For some reason, Pi-chan followed us to the dining room and is currently wandering back and forth between Sonaris and I.

When Sonaris asked me what my hobbies were, I replied that I take care of Pi-chan, while she said that sewing was her hobby.

A month later, the Royal Capital is celebrating.

The wedding of Crown Prince William and his bride Elizabeth was held in the church, then a reception party was held at the Royal Castle.

The two newlyweds are dancing in the center of the dance floor, William, with his long silver hair, and Elizabeth, with her golden fluffy hair. She looks at him with her green eyes, overjoyed with excitement.

At this time, the Baron’s greetings were finished and everyone is taking a breather.

“Thank you all for gathering at my son’s wedding today. The couple is delighted with the celebration.” King

Everyone is listening to the King’s words.

“Well, there is another announcement I need to make today.” King

I started to move actively the next day. I’ve got to host an Engagement Announcement Party. Sonaris let me know that the Royal Family has given their approval.

I am busy preparing for the engagement party.

I made a trip to my territory to pick up brandy, whiskey, and Inesh (plum wine) in large quantities to the Royal Capital for refreshments and souvenirs. When I arrived at the territory, the news of the engagement had preceded me, so the servants gave congratulations and asked me to bring the Princess to visit soon.

Baron Kimble’s Perspective

What is this monster?

That was my first impression when I entered the mansion. It was a reasonably sized mansion that gave off a nice impression, but when I entered the doors and saw that giant snake monster, I instinctively thought of death. That is his pet?

Count Patrick von Snake…

The party is over, so I can finally get back to normalcy.

Well, not quite.

When I’m staying in the Royal Capital, every day that I don’t spend with the military, I spend with visitors.

The next time I return to my territory I make my move.

The breweries, distilleries, and storage facilities are all guarded by my territory’s militia, but there are shadowy figures only a short distance away. There are plenty of men skulking around trying to get a peek into the inner workings.

As we walk through the aristocratic district, the group stops in front of a house.

“What do you want with the Stein family? If you have no business, leave the area immediately.” Gatekeeper

I look at the pompous gatekeeper coldly.

Later that day, Count Abbott came to visit me at my mansion. I made sure to explain about Pi-chan before opening the door.

Count Abbott is a thin man in his fifties with silver hair and about 170cm (5.5 feet) tall. The wrinkles etched into his face seem to reflect a strength of will or hard work and stress.

Count Abbott’s Perspective

When my gatekeeper told me that a certain intelligence agent has been captured, I doubted my ears.

That agent has served me for years; he’s a man that doesn’t make mistakes. Not only was he caught, he even let out who his employer was. Unbelievable.

Even so, that subordinate was soon led into my mansion.

Dozens of men have gathered in a certain house

“We can’t allow that man to marry someone from the Royal Family!” Man A

“That’s right! I will not allow my house to be crushed by that young man!” Man B

The Northern Army

They are deployed to stop the invasion of the various tribes living in the mountainous areas of the North. For the past few years, they fend off several attacks by small groups of tribespeople. But there have been no attacks for two months now…

Have the tribes finally given up?

The Third and Eighth armies drew near the Northern Fortress, bringing along with them a large amount of food, spears, and arrows. We can see the many Northern tribespeople camped in the area.

“Lieutenant Colonel Snake!” Lieutenant General Ganache

“Yes, Lieutenant General” Pat

Dashing — The horses and running dragons carry the Eighth Army soldiers

The northern area of the Kingdom is mountainous and covered with coniferous trees. The region is buried in snow during winter.

“Burn the signal smoke!” Pat

At my direction, Mirko ignites the coal he was carrying in his pack. Soon, a lot of black smoke rises into the sky. I waited until we had begun our attack before lighting the smoke, I didn’t want our sneak attack to be discovered.

I entered the fortress, dragging the tribesman by an ankle, letting his head bounce along the ground. The tribesmen have vacated the area around the fortress, so the Kingdom soldiers are industriously working on repairs. They want to be ready if the tribes come back.

I started my cross-examination of the tribal leader in the interrogation room, but the man completely broke after the second round of fingernail peeling. He spat out the whole story.

Three horses gallop towards the Royal Capital, carrying soldiers of the Seventh Army of the Kingdom.

“We’re Northern Army messengers! Open the gate!” Messenger

The gatekeeper quickly confirms the cavalryman’s affiliation before unlocking and opening the gate. The three soldiers gallop to the military command post to report to General Andretti.

The messengers returned to the Northern fortress, and they brought a large amount of food.

“This is His Majesty’s order! You must conquer the mountain tribes and annex them into the Kingdom!” Messenger

Lieutenant General Simon read the full order then passed it to the Major General and I.

In a month, the mountain tribe annexation operation has been nearly completed. There’s only a single remaining village, which sits right next to the Empire’s border.

In the village, the chief and Lieutenant General Ganache are negotiating.

Finally, the mountainous region has been completely annexed by the Kingdom!

After serving as the stick to the Third Army’s carrot, the Eighth Army is returning to the capital. The Third and Fifth Armies are going to stick around for various reasons, but my army’s tasks have been completed.

My butler turns his head as he sticks a needle under the spy’s fingernail.

Less than an hour later, Count Abbott arrived at my mansion.

“You just returned from the Northern expedition, and found some spies had snuck in?” Count Abbott

“Yes, my Pi-chan, the snake you saw when you entered, she caught them.” Pat

The next morning, I load Pi-chan into a large carriage for a free-range meal.

“Hey, go on.” Pat

I gestured to Pi-chan that she was good to leave before climbing a nearby tree for a vantage point.

After about two hours, Pi-chan returned after her all-you-can-eat buffet. She’s twice as thick as normal this time.

That afternoon, Count Abbott and I visited the royal castle to meet with the King.

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“Your Majesty, Count Snake and Count Abbott are seeking an audience. Do you wish to see them?” Prime Minister

The Minister of Justice soon enters the room. He’s a slender man with gray hair and blue eyes, around 60 years old. Baron Keselowski showed up a little later.

The Baron is the father of Kyle Keselowski, who I had worked with during the Agriculture Minister investigation. I’d say he looks like Kyle, wait, no, Kyle takes after his father.

“Count Abbott, I have something to discuss with you personally.” King

Patrick and the others exit the room, leaving just Count Abbott and the King.

“Your Majesty, I am always your servant. What more do you need?” Count Abbott

“How exactly are you connected with Patrick? What are you two doing together?” King

I took some time to sit down and chat with Sonaris. At first, we were having a normal conversation, but now I’ve become a mannequin.

Sonaris seems to have run into an issue with her armor design, but she wants me to model the military uniform first.

Five days after my audience with the King, all the people I called had assembled in the main hall of my mansion. My servants were in attendance, of course, but the 29 spies I employed were also present. They have recently been dubbed the Dark Serpent Corps. There were 100 members from my territory’s militia as well.

A certain nobleman’s mansion, a few days after the meeting among the King, Patrick, and Count AbbottTheThe

Several men sit stand around a table, most of them have the expression of a man who just found half a worm sticking out of an apple.

“What happened to the assassins that were supposed to infiltrate the Snake mansion?” Plotter A

A few days later, I was attending a meeting the Royal Castle. There was the King, the Prime Minister, the Minister of Justice, the Intelligence Director, General Andretti, Count Abbot and me.

“Well, we’ve got all the evidence we could need.” King

Of course, some of those carriages were for the Eighth Army. I’m riding on horseback next to one of them. I’m focused on speed this time, less on stealth. The long coat Sonaris made flutters in the wind as my horse gallops with my black garbed troops following.

Soon the Eighth Army arrives at the first territory on their list. We overpower the gatekeeper of the town to prevent a warning from going out, then run to the lord’s mansion. As we surround the residence, the lord appears on the balcony.

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We then went on to the other noble territories on our list. A few nobles gave up without a fight like proper adults, but there were several that chose to engage in battle. Since they don’t have many soldiers stationed in their house, the fights have ended quickly without any casualties to my army.

A while after Patrick and the other armies left the Royal Capital…

The soldiers of the rebellious aristocrats have been moved into camps, watched over by various soldiers of the Kingdom armies.

“Why are we being detained like this?!” Soldier A

Henry’s Perspective

I had been waiting for this sort of opportunity. The Royal Guards have sent most of their personnel out of the Royal Capital, while the First, Second, and Third armies were operating away from the city as well. General Andretti, Lieutenant General Simon, and Lieutenant General Ganache are nowhere nearby. Also, the newly created Eighth Army is too small of a force to matter, even if they show up.

I decided I can’t wait for the carriages, so I broke away for the Royal Capital on a horse. I threw Scott Pagenou on the back; he might be useful as a witness.

As I sped towards the Royal Capital, I noticed the gate of the city was closed.

When I arrived at the Royal Capital’s gates, I didn’t find the normal Kingdom soldiers, but instead the gates were guarded by Marquis Raven’s militia. I chose to wait a short while for the rest of the Eighth Army to arrive.

When they arrived, I went up to the gate.

“The Eighth Army should defeat and capture the Marquis’s militia and any soldiers assisting them. If they refuse to surrender, feel free to kill them! I’ll handle any complaints! Go!” Patrick

After that, I raced to the back of the castle. I saw fallen soldiers as I went, I tried to ask the ones that were still breathing which way to find the King.

Wiley and Van Pelt are momentarily confused.

I just asked them to defeat the commander of the Royal Guards. He’s ranked as one of the top fighters in the Kingdom, plus he’s wearing full-body metal armor.

But their commander gave them an order, so…

Wiley and Van Pelt twist and push their spears into the weakening Royal Guard commander, making his defeat inevitable.

“This is the end of your run, Henry! Give up. Surrender now and you’ll live.” King

“Patrick, isn’t that enough? Even though he’s such a terrible person, he’s still my brother, so can you leave the rest to my father? Please?” Sonaris

That snapped me out of my violent state.

My troops and I headed for the Marquis Raven territory, which was near the Royal Capital. We rushed to the mansion, but the house was deserted. Even the servants have disappeared.

“He got away…” Patrick mutterings

“Shall we follow?” Mirko replies

The Eighth Army, my Viper militia, and I left the Royal Capital for the Marquis Raven territory. The Eighth Army and I were in the forefront of our column, starting with the running dragon corps, then the cavalry corps, and supply wagons bringing up the rear. The Viper militia rides among the cavalry corps, also on horseback.

The Marquis Raven territory is around a day’s ride east of the Royal Capital. On the way, we found a carriage carrying Raven family servants. We captured them and searched the carriage, but we only found maids and other servants. It seems the Marquis abandoned the slower carriage to flee on horseback.

I follow the city’s wall, on my way to the farm fields at the back of the city. I can’t see myself being spotted by the guards, as long as I’m careful. Three hours after I left the Eighth Army, I found a back gate next to a bunch of fields ready for harvest.

The gate is closed at the moment, but I’m sure it will open at some point, so long as they don’t see anyone nearby. The city should have provisions, but they’ll send farmers out to pick fresh vegetables eventually. That’s when I’ll be able to get in.

The next day, my forces left the Raven territory to deliver the captured Raven family members to the Royal Capital.

On the way, we ran into reinforcements that had intended to back up Marquis Raven’s forces.

“Someone ran out of luck today” Patrick

Wonder who I’m referring to? The Eighth Army or my opponents?

The next day on the terrace of the Royal Castle, you could find a happy-looking Sonaris as well as a slightly sleepy me, both wearing sparkly clothes.

Soon, the Kingdom would experience a parade of trials, full of rebelling nobles.

“Ha!” Patrick

Swish!

“Sweet!” Wayne

Gah!

“Tsk!” Patrick

“That’s what happens when you pull back!” Wayne

The master carriage maker of a certain workshop is sweating during a meeting with a certain nobleman.

It’s the infamous Count Snake.

Count Snake, the most talked about noble in the Kingdom right now. Recently, a recognition ceremony was held at the Snake mansion in the Royal Capital. It was to recognize new Knights of the Snake family. The first Knight was Lieutenant John Van Pelt, captain of the Eighth Army’s Running Dragon Battalion. He was a son of a Baronet. The second Knight was Lieutenant Jack Wylie, captain of the Eighth Army’s Cavalry Battalion.

My name is Ryan, Ryan Abbott. I’m the oldest son of Count Abbott. I’m 25 years old, 180cm (5ft 10in) tall with long silver hair and green eyes. I think of myself as being moderately fit. Up until a few years ago, I served as part of the Royal Guard, but I was discharged to learn territory management to succeed my father. Recently, I received a letter from my father. It seems he wants me to meet a nobleman, so he wants me to visit the Royal Capital.

More from Ryan Abbott’s Perspective I hear applause from inside the mansion. “Count Abbott’s son is impressive. Nice to meet you, I am Patrick Snake.” Patrick I’m greeted by a slender man with black hair and black eyes. His face is well-groomed, but I get a twisted feeling from him. Could this be Count Snake? “Excuse me, I’m Count Abbott’s eldest son, Ryan Abbott.” Ryan replies as he quickly bows his head