Leave a Comment / Reincarnation into a barrier master / By IX
“Ah, ah, aah, ungyaah, ungyaah, ungyaah.”
I wake up to the loud cry of a restless baby. It’s Eril. Once again, he’s crying loudly, hungry but otherwise in good health.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I open them. And there before me, I see Rico feeding Eril with breast milk. It’s a truly divine sight.
“Good morning, Rico. Eril.”
“Good morning, Linos.”
Smiling at each other, we both watch Eril avidly drinking her milk. Naturally, both Rico and I find ourselves smiling too. It’s a blissful moment.
After changing clothes, I head down to the dining area where we all gather for breakfast. Today’s menu consists of bread with crispy bacon and scrambled eggs, salad, tuna potato salad, and dessert. The hearty potatoes taste delicious. As always, I admire Peyris’ culinary skills.
Once we finish breakfast together, everyone heads off to their respective duties. I’m transferring to the city of Galbi.
Upon arriving in the city, I find Layfence and Kunogen waiting for my arrival.
“Oh, Lord Linos. You’ve come at a good time.”
“What is it, General?”
“A messenger from the imperial capital of Lamaron arrived earlier, requesting a consultation for a ceasefire agreement at noon today.”
“Understood. Let’s accept their proposal. Where is the messenger?”
“Oh, I’ll bring them right away.”
I inform the messenger of our acceptance of the ceasefire agreement and decide on Galbi as the meeting location.
In the afternoon, several cavalrymen from the imperial capital arrived in Galbi. Without any major issues, they make their way to the reception room in my office, where the negotiations will take place.
“I am General Carius Sheema, Commander-in-Chief of the Lamaron Imperial Army.”
“I am King Basam Daake Linos of the Agarta Kingdom.”
“So, you are the Agarta king, in person?”
I nod silently.
“…You are younger than I expected. I have been granted full authority by His Imperial Majesty for these negotiations. You may consider my words to be the Emperor’s words.”
Thus began our ceasefire negotiations, and we reached an agreement that went something like this.
[The Agarta Kingdom and the Lamaron Empire, in establishing a ceasefire agreement, hereby stipulate the following:]
The Agarta Kingdom and the Lamaron Empire shall enter a semi-permanent ceasefire. In the event of food shortages or similar circumstances in either country, both parties shall provide mutual assistance. Furthermore, the border and territorial divisions between the two countries shall be defined as follows: The territory from Mount Banzabi along the Ilveji River to Galbi shall belong to the Agarta Kingdom. Regarding the village of Daitas, it shall be under the possession of Agarta. The fortified city of Galbi shall be under the possession of Agarta.
There are still some details left to discuss, but overall, it turned out something like this. When it came to Galbi, I negotiated quite aggressively. I thought the chances were low, but by offering the condition of releasing all the captured soldiers, we managed to secure ownership. It’s surprising how things turn out when you speak up.
From Lamaron’s perspective, it seems their true intention is to gain access to Agarta’s agricultural technology. Even though they lost some territory, they chose to increase their production efficiency. It appears that the consciousness of feeding their people is a shared concern. As for us, we’ll dispatch a group of technicians centered around Sidi to Lamaron as soon as possible.
When most of the talks were finished, General Carius came up with something.
“If it’s not too much trouble, could you tell me how you managed to capture this impregnable fortress?”
“Sure. It would be easier to understand if you see it for yourself. Please come this way.”
I guide him to the Ilveji River flowing below the sheer cliffs. There, numerous rafts are connected together.
“We crossed the river on those rafts, slipping through the darkness of night to reach Galbi.”
“…I see. With the swollen Ilvegi River, you could reach Galbi quite quickly. But why couldn’t the imperial forces find such a large number of rafts?”
“Oh, that’s because Daitas Village on Mount Banzabi helped us. With their support, it became nearly impossible for the Lamaron side to spot the Ilvegi River.”
“I see… That explains why we couldn’t track the movements of the Agarta Army. Daitas Village… We completely overlooked it. Ah, come to think of it, there was someone there… Almond’s instincts were correct.”
General Carius lets out a weak chuckle.
“These rafts were originally built to transport food to Daitas Village, but we ended up making more than we needed. It unexpectedly came in handy. Whether or not we saw value in Daitas Village, and in addition, utilizing the surplus rafts, made a big difference.”
“I agree. However, not requesting reinforcements from Hideita… That was also a miscalculation.”
“Yes, I forgot to request reinforcements. So I planned to retreat if you launched a large-scale attack. We wouldn’t have been able to defend ourselves. If you had deployed the troops you sent to Agarta to capture Galbi instead…”
“Hmm, it could have been a different story then.”
“Yes, without a doubt, we would have retreated.”
“Heh, hehehe… Seems like my military instincts weren’t wasted after all.”
General Carius continues to gaze absentmindedly at the rafts floating on the Ilvegi River as dusk approaches.
On the other hand, the Agarta expeditionary force that arrived in Rainy received shocking reports and orders.
“What… are you kidding me? The Empress is the Great Demon Lord?”
Wide-eyed and trembling, it’s Duke Konig, the Commander-in-Chief of the Agarta expeditionary force.
“This is treason! Rebellion! It’s General Carius’ rebellion! That… old fool! Gather all the commanders!”
Soon, the assembled commanders receive Konig’s orders.
“To all officers and soldiers! March with the entire army toward the imperial capital. We shall defeat the traitor Carius!”
In a state of extreme anger, Konig is approached by a few soldiers, whom he stares at with bloodshot eyes.
“What are you all doing?”
The soldiers remain expressionless. One of them takes out a paper from their pocket and reads it aloud.
“Duke Konig of the Lamaron Empire. Suspected of the crime of national treason, you are hereby detained and to be escorted to the imperial capital… by General Carius Sheema.”
“What… What are you saying? Who authorized this? Who do you think I am? Lamaron Empire… Stop! Don’t touch me! You insolent fools! Stop it! Ugh!”
The soldiers silently apprehend Konig and lead him away. All the gathered commanders rise to their feet, watching the situation unfold with bated breath. As the soldier who read the order to arrest Duke Konig glances at the scene, he spoke.
“It is a trial led by General Carius, Commander of the Second Army of the Lamaron Empire. There was a high possibility that Duke Konig had been influenced by the Great Demon Lord disguised as the Empress, so it was necessary to take this course of action. The plan for this operation was conceived and executed by Duke Konig himself, who had been swayed by the Great Demon Lord. As a result, Agarta has occupied the area from Mount Banzabi to Galbi, which was originally Lamaron’s territory. The nation is facing a critical situation, but we are planning to enter into a ceasefire agreement with Agarta first. Afterward, the empire will devote its full strength to strengthening the nation and regaining lost ground. The assembled feudal lords have been ordered by General Carius to return to the imperial capital temporarily. You may stay in Rainy for today and return to the capital in the morning. Please rest assured. The Great Demon Lord lurking within the empire has been defeated!”
The commanders remain motionless. After a moment of silence, one of the commanders begins to clap his hands. Others follow suit, and soon, applause erupts into cheers.
Around the same time, at the foot of Mount Banzabi, where Almond had set up camp, he also receives the order to retreat.
“…So Galbi has fallen. If only we had attacked Daitas Village, even if it was a reckless move…”
Almond bites his lip, gazing into the distance at the distant fortress city in the west.
In a room filled with the warm sunlight shining brightly, white marble is arranged in arches. In that room, there is an old man, a young girl, and a child. The old man offers a prayer, facing the ceiling, while the girl and the child remain on their knees, solemnly listening to the prayer.
The voice of prayer ceases, and the old man lets out a deep sigh. As if in response, the two youths slowly raise their heads.
“Vieille.”
“Yes.”
The old man speaks in a gentle, conversational tone, and the young girl responds with a dignified voice.
“You are to assist your partner and guide them along the path of the heavens. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I will certainly guide them to the path of the heavens.”
The old man smiles gently, with an expression of satisfaction. Then, he looks at the boy next to him and smiles kindly.
“Kassel. You too will assist Vieille, support your new father and grandmother, and guide them to the path of the heavens, alright?”
“Yes, understood.”
The boy answers with a beautiful, clear voice. The old man smiles with a satisfied, gentle expression. At that moment, a woman quietly approaches the old man and whispers something to him. For an instant, his eyes drift into the distance, but he quickly puts on a soft smile.
“Thank you.”
He offers words of appreciation. The woman lowers her head and leaves the scene, stepping back cautiously.
“Vieille, Kassel. The journey to the Lamaron Empire will be postponed.”
The old man speaks, showing a joyful and gentle smile. The girl and the boy both bow respectfully.
“Never did I expect such a political upheaval to occur in the Lamaron Empire. Agarta… a rising nation… Whether it will be a nation that follows the path of the heavens or rebels against it… We need to confirm that at least once, don’t we?”
Uttering these words without breaking his gentle smile is Juvancel, the High Pope of the Crimeana Faith. He is also known as the “Smiling Monster.” His gentle eyes are focused on the distant capital of Agarta.
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T/N: And another arc over. New enemies and the demon lord still roams free.
Leave a Comment / Reincarnation into a barrier master / By IX
“Ah, ah, aah, ungyaah, ungyaah, ungyaah.”
I wake up to the loud cry of a restless baby. It’s Eril. Once again, he’s crying loudly, hungry but otherwise in good health.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I open them. And there before me, I see Rico feeding Eril with breast milk. It’s a truly divine sight.
“Good morning, Rico. Eril.”
“Good morning, Linos.”
Smiling at each other, we both watch Eril avidly drinking her milk. Naturally, both Rico and I find ourselves smiling too. It’s a blissful moment.
After changing clothes, I head down to the dining area where we all gather for breakfast. Today’s menu consists of bread with crispy bacon and scrambled eggs, salad, tuna potato salad, and dessert. The hearty potatoes taste delicious. As always, I admire Peyris’ culinary skills.
Once we finish breakfast together, everyone heads off to their respective duties. I’m transferring to the city of Galbi.
Upon arriving in the city, I find Layfence and Kunogen waiting for my arrival.
“Oh, Lord Linos. You’ve come at a good time.”
“What is it, General?”
“A messenger from the imperial capital of Lamaron arrived earlier, requesting a consultation for a ceasefire agreement at noon today.”
“Understood. Let’s accept their proposal. Where is the messenger?”
“Oh, I’ll bring them right away.”
I inform the messenger of our acceptance of the ceasefire agreement and decide on Galbi as the meeting location.
In the afternoon, several cavalrymen from the imperial capital arrived in Galbi. Without any major issues, they make their way to the reception room in my office, where the negotiations will take place.
“I am General Carius Sheema, Commander-in-Chief of the Lamaron Imperial Army.”
“I am King Basam Daake Linos of the Agarta Kingdom.”
“So, you are the Agarta king, in person?”
I nod silently.
“…You are younger than I expected. I have been granted full authority by His Imperial Majesty for these negotiations. You may consider my words to be the Emperor’s words.”
Thus began our ceasefire negotiations, and we reached an agreement that went something like this.
[The Agarta Kingdom and the Lamaron Empire, in establishing a ceasefire agreement, hereby stipulate the following:]
The Agarta Kingdom and the Lamaron Empire shall enter a semi-permanent ceasefire. In the event of food shortages or similar circumstances in either country, both parties shall provide mutual assistance. Furthermore, the border and territorial divisions between the two countries shall be defined as follows: The territory from Mount Banzabi along the Ilveji River to Galbi shall belong to the Agarta Kingdom. Regarding the village of Daitas, it shall be under the possession of Agarta. The fortified city of Galbi shall be under the possession of Agarta.
There are still some details left to discuss, but overall, it turned out something like this. When it came to Galbi, I negotiated quite aggressively. I thought the chances were low, but by offering the condition of releasing all the captured soldiers, we managed to secure ownership. It’s surprising how things turn out when you speak up.
From Lamaron’s perspective, it seems their true intention is to gain access to Agarta’s agricultural technology. Even though they lost some territory, they chose to increase their production efficiency. It appears that the consciousness of feeding their people is a shared concern. As for us, we’ll dispatch a group of technicians centered around Sidi to Lamaron as soon as possible.
When most of the talks were finished, General Carius came up with something.
“If it’s not too much trouble, could you tell me how you managed to capture this impregnable fortress?”
“Sure. It would be easier to understand if you see it for yourself. Please come this way.”
I guide him to the Ilveji River flowing below the sheer cliffs. There, numerous rafts are connected together.
“We crossed the river on those rafts, slipping through the darkness of night to reach Galbi.”
“…I see. With the swollen Ilvegi River, you could reach Galbi quite quickly. But why couldn’t the imperial forces find such a large number of rafts?”
“Oh, that’s because Daitas Village on Mount Banzabi helped us. With their support, it became nearly impossible for the Lamaron side to spot the Ilvegi River.”
“I see… That explains why we couldn’t track the movements of the Agarta Army. Daitas Village… We completely overlooked it. Ah, come to think of it, there was someone there… Almond’s instincts were correct.”
General Carius lets out a weak chuckle.
“These rafts were originally built to transport food to Daitas Village, but we ended up making more than we needed. It unexpectedly came in handy. Whether or not we saw value in Daitas Village, and in addition, utilizing the surplus rafts, made a big difference.”
“I agree. However, not requesting reinforcements from Hideita… That was also a miscalculation.”
“Yes, I forgot to request reinforcements. So I planned to retreat if you launched a large-scale attack. We wouldn’t have been able to defend ourselves. If you had deployed the troops you sent to Agarta to capture Galbi instead…”
“Hmm, it could have been a different story then.”
“Yes, without a doubt, we would have retreated.”
“Heh, hehehe… Seems like my military instincts weren’t wasted after all.”
General Carius continues to gaze absentmindedly at the rafts floating on the Ilvegi River as dusk approaches.
On the other hand, the Agarta expeditionary force that arrived in Rainy received shocking reports and orders.
“What… are you kidding me? The Empress is the Great Demon Lord?”
Wide-eyed and trembling, it’s Duke Konig, the Commander-in-Chief of the Agarta expeditionary force.
“This is treason! Rebellion! It’s General Carius’ rebellion! That… old fool! Gather all the commanders!”
Soon, the assembled commanders receive Konig’s orders.
“To all officers and soldiers! March with the entire army toward the imperial capital. We shall defeat the traitor Carius!”
In a state of extreme anger, Konig is approached by a few soldiers, whom he stares at with bloodshot eyes.
“What are you all doing?”
The soldiers remain expressionless. One of them takes out a paper from their pocket and reads it aloud.
“Duke Konig of the Lamaron Empire. Suspected of the crime of national treason, you are hereby detained and to be escorted to the imperial capital… by General Carius Sheema.”
“What… What are you saying? Who authorized this? Who do you think I am? Lamaron Empire… Stop! Don’t touch me! You insolent fools! Stop it! Ugh!”
The soldiers silently apprehend Konig and lead him away. All the gathered commanders rise to their feet, watching the situation unfold with bated breath. As the soldier who read the order to arrest Duke Konig glances at the scene, he spoke.
“It is a trial led by General Carius, Commander of the Second Army of the Lamaron Empire. There was a high possibility that Duke Konig had been influenced by the Great Demon Lord disguised as the Empress, so it was necessary to take this course of action. The plan for this operation was conceived and executed by Duke Konig himself, who had been swayed by the Great Demon Lord. As a result, Agarta has occupied the area from Mount Banzabi to Galbi, which was originally Lamaron’s territory. The nation is facing a critical situation, but we are planning to enter into a ceasefire agreement with Agarta first. Afterward, the empire will devote its full strength to strengthening the nation and regaining lost ground. The assembled feudal lords have been ordered by General Carius to return to the imperial capital temporarily. You may stay in Rainy for today and return to the capital in the morning. Please rest assured. The Great Demon Lord lurking within the empire has been defeated!”
The commanders remain motionless. After a moment of silence, one of the commanders begins to clap his hands. Others follow suit, and soon, applause erupts into cheers.
Around the same time, at the foot of Mount Banzabi, where Almond had set up camp, he also receives the order to retreat.
“…So Galbi has fallen. If only we had attacked Daitas Village, even if it was a reckless move…”
Almond bites his lip, gazing into the distance at the distant fortress city in the west.
In a room filled with the warm sunlight shining brightly, white marble is arranged in arches. In that room, there is an old man, a young girl, and a child. The old man offers a prayer, facing the ceiling, while the girl and the child remain on their knees, solemnly listening to the prayer.
The voice of prayer ceases, and the old man lets out a deep sigh. As if in response, the two youths slowly raise their heads.
“Vieille.”
“Yes.”
The old man speaks in a gentle, conversational tone, and the young girl responds with a dignified voice.
“You are to assist your partner and guide them along the path of the heavens. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I will certainly guide them to the path of the heavens.”
The old man smiles gently, with an expression of satisfaction. Then, he looks at the boy next to him and smiles kindly.
“Kassel. You too will assist Vieille, support your new father and grandmother, and guide them to the path of the heavens, alright?”
“Yes, understood.”
The boy answers with a beautiful, clear voice. The old man smiles with a satisfied, gentle expression. At that moment, a woman quietly approaches the old man and whispers something to him. For an instant, his eyes drift into the distance, but he quickly puts on a soft smile.
“Thank you.”
He offers words of appreciation. The woman lowers her head and leaves the scene, stepping back cautiously.
“Vieille, Kassel. The journey to the Lamaron Empire will be postponed.”
The old man speaks, showing a joyful and gentle smile. The girl and the boy both bow respectfully.
“Never did I expect such a political upheaval to occur in the Lamaron Empire. Agarta… a rising nation… Whether it will be a nation that follows the path of the heavens or rebels against it… We need to confirm that at least once, don’t we?”
Uttering these words without breaking his gentle smile is Juvancel, the High Pope of the Crimeana Faith. He is also known as the “Smiling Monster.” His gentle eyes are focused on the distant capital of Agarta.
——————
T/N: And another arc over. New enemies and the demon lord still roams free.
