Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

About ten days have passed since the Second Western Conquest began.

They have already destroyed the three royal governments and added them to the umbrella in the form of a book.

This is a natural result.

The reason is that the local royal government can only prepare about 3,000 troops.

On the other hand, this is 8,000 troops.

Ron, Gram and Rosward are all growing as generals.

By all means, I want you to win.

Anyway ...

"It seems like Rosward is the most talented of the three."

"Well, well, he's leading the guards ..."

Bartoro answers.

Is it a matter of familiarity rather than talent?

Well, Ron and Gram will catch up soon.

"Ron is better at post-war processing than Rosward, and Gram seems to have better governance policy thereafter."

I consider while reading the reports sent by the three.

Ron is in charge of drug control and intelligence, so he may be doing well post-war. Good at remnants and domestic bandit hunting.

Perhaps because Gram is in charge of cultivating the forest, his subsequent management policy is better than the other two.

Ron, Rosword, and Gram are like me.

There is no military talent like Bartolo or Alexios.

Negotiations are not as successful as Iar.

Nor is he as good at political trade as Lymond is.

It's not as professional as Ains.

But there are no weak points.

It is versatile if it says well, and dexterity is poor.

I think a certain number of these people are needed.

Because people favor their areas of specialty.

Interior politicians tend to negotiate diplomatic negotiations and wars.

Diplomat is easy to neglect in internal politics and armed wars.

Military officers tend to neglect internal affairs and diplomatic negotiations.

A vehicle is not stable without at least three wheels.

The same goes for people and countries.

Even if you don't excel in all fields, having knowledgeable people will make it easier to balance the whole.

I think there is still room for them to grow, so I hope they will continue to gain experience.

"So why did you call me?"

"Are you hearing about the Adernian Liberation War?"

Bartolo nodded greatly.

We have already told this to only the Minister.

Julia and Tetra are pregnant and have not reported.

Having your country at a slightly disadvantaged position will be a bit stressful.

"I want to leave this to you. Can you do it?"

"The king and the king"

Bartolo answered without hesitation.

The climate of the Northern Adernia Peninsula is very different from that of the South Adernia Peninsula because of its latitude.

Above all, they are separated from their families, and they do not know if their bodies will return properly if they die.

He is a Galian who has a completely different culture and religion from the Adernians.

"Even if you ask only one?"

"What?"

"How should we fight? Should we fight appropriately so that we do not lose our hands?"

That's the place to worry.

If you actively participate in the war, the damage will increase.

However, if you become too passive and lose, you will be subjected to intense pursuit and devastating damage.

Even if we do not lose, our reputation will be greatly reduced.

I want to avoid it if possible.

"Please adjust it somehow."

"It looks hard, but let's do our best."

"Thank you, Bartolo .... And this Adernian Liberation War may be abruptly stalled. Just keep that in your corner."

One concern is that Japan's strongest general will be out of the country.

The defense force is greatly reduced.

There is no soldier replacing Bartolo ...

"That's it."

After talking about an hour, Bartolo returned to his mansion.

"I'm sorry, Julia. I couldn't make time recently."

I held Yulia's hand and apologized.

In the last few days, we have made very little time with Julia and Tetra.

He was wandering over the Alliance against Gallia and the Second Western Conquest.

"No, okay ... Almus will be busy ..."

Yulia has deposited her body in my chest.

Because he has a baby on his stomach, he is heavily heavy. The weight of life.

"... Hey, can I ask?"

"What happened?"

Yulia looked up at me with her moist eyes.

I closed my mouth a bit confused, but asked me in a thin voice as determined.

"... What if you're a girl next time?"

The words overflowed from Julia's mouth, as if she had spoken it once.

"I know, my child is the heir, isn't it? The country will be disturbed otherwise. Neither Rosais nor Diber are convinced that they are Tetra children. My children can agree with the three clans. I know, I know, I have to give birth to a boy, but what if I'm a girl? What should I do? I pull your feet because of me I don't want to ... but I don't know. I don't know ... "

Julia buries her face in my chest and screams.

I hugged Yulia strongly.

I tried to put as little pressure on Julia as possible.

He was also a strong reminder of the castle's slaves, servants, bureaucrats, sorcerers, and royals.

However……

Did there be silent pressure?

Or is Julia blaming herself?

Of course, I really prefer boys.

But Yulia is still young.

Women can have children without any problems up to the age of thirty, and at increased risk, but in the forties, and in some cases fifty.

I and Julia are still 21 years old.

It is not a year of impatience.

But it's different for Yulia ...

When pregnant, women tend to be emotionally unstable.

Anyway, I have to calm down now.

"I'm OK. I don't think I'm wearing my feet. I'm young. You're the next girl.

"What if next was a girl?"

"... Is there next to next?"

"If it was a girl too?"

"..."

Oh, this is that.

A question without a woman-specific answer.

"Julia, calm down. Take a deep breath."

"I can't be calm down! I don't know how much I like you and I'm worried I'm not burdened with you !!!! Almus is too optimistic !!"

Then Yulia's sermon? Lasted for about two hours.

"Hey, Almus ..."

"Sorry, Yulia is emotionally unstable ..."

I visited Tetra one hour later.

Both Julia and Tetra are on good terms, but they are still human and female.

I think he naturally wants to monopolize his favorite guy.

With that in mind, I always make one hour alone, but ...

This time, Yulia has gone over an hour.

As a result, Tetra had to wait for one hour.

"Hmm ..."

Oh, I made a mistake.

I couldn't tell at a glance, but I saw the expression and voice of Tetra, which had clearly entered the sullen area, and realized that.

Let's think, the reason I was sent on a date was "I met another woman."

...... I just made a mistake lately.

Is it because of married couple's longer life and being careless?

"Speaking of which, what about your name? I haven't decided on your child's name?

I started talking a little bit.

The Tetra did not want to drag that far, he just got on.

"First, a boy or a girl ... which is better?"

If this is Yulia, it is a mine question, but there is no problem because the opponent is Tetra.

In this regard, Tetra is much easier.

"Hmm, boys have Anks. Will they be girls next? Well, they're long and it doesn't matter."

The good thing is that unlike modern Japan, there is no need to worry about raising children.

In Japan, children must pay for their school expenses, childcare expenses, balance with their own work, and create their own children while considering the troublesome things.

But now I am the king.

If there are more than a hundred or two hundred people, rabbits can be raised, and if ten or twenty people can be raised enough.

With a nanny, raising a child is not that difficult.

This world is justice if it is born.

In my case, alcohol disinfection has greatly reduced the risk of fever in midwifery school, so it is not only five people who grew up to 13 and grown up to adults ... Is high.

…… I am worried about the population of Romaria one hundred years later.

Is there a shortage of food?

"Almus ..."

"What?"

"I'm a little anxious"

......

Cold sweat spreads on my back.

"Ankus not killed?"

why! ?

The theory is jumping! !

"Hey, if Julia's child was a girl ... then ... I'm convinced that Julia wouldn't do that ... but ... like Raymond or Bartolo ... Ial ..."

"No, I don't think too much. Certainly, they're really bad personalities, but they're good roots. I'll never do that, or I won't."

"Is it really true?"

"It's OK, I'm with you."

When I hugged Tetra and kissed her cheek, Tetra blushed.

And then, you can make a thin voice with your depression.

"I'm sorry, I thought too much. It's a bit crazy .... I can't do that."

But soon, Tetra looked up at me with anxious eyes.

"I have another worry"

"What?"

Then, for about three hours, I continued to listen to Tetra's overthoughts.