Chapter 21 – 2. Marginal Reconstruction Period (1)
Lemoen Citadel.
On the horizon of the endless snowfield beyond the massive iron gate, a group of people with colorful flags at the fore looked for Marquis Baekryeong. At the front, a man who seemed to be the leader was wearing two axes on his waist, and behind him were porters carrying bags and ten musk oxen leading a cart.
It was a confederation of the Camag tribes.
“You came earlier than I thought.”
Standing on the watchtower wearing a fur coat, Oriane looked at the envoys approaching from afar. As if the night she spent with the knight next to her had been a lie, she had regained the dignity befitting a Margrave’s wife and acting lord.
“That must mean they are desperate too.”
Rome added. Dressed in light casual clothes, he stood a step back with a respectful attitude even though he was alone with Oriane. Despite the fact that the delegation arrived earlier than planned, he did not seem to care much even though he could not finish the important work.
Anyway, it was morning now, so the knight respectfully served his wife’s will her.
“Sir Dior, now you are the only vassal of Lemoang. So is the person I can rely on. So if it’s okay, please let me know. I hope it shows us where we should go in the future.”
Maintaining the status quo has reached its limit. The Marquis Command needs a new wind. Oriane looked at Rome intently. In her beautiful eyes amidst the beautiful white color, there was a young faith that could not be lived even with mere years.
It was the belief that if I was with this man, I would definitely not regret it.
“The Unbending One of Carmag came directly as an envoy. Although he is not comparable to our kingdom, he is a true monarch. First of all, throw away the prejudice of being a foreigner, and solidify your alliance with them.”
“It means to be as welcoming as possible. Actually, I should have prepared in advance even if I didn’t say anything like this…”
Oriane let out a deep sigh. It was her fault for realizing her own lack of competence. Of course, not all of this stemmed from her lack. As much as the betrayal was shocking, the five vassals of Marquis Baekryung played a big role in this land.
Now that many of them, who could be called middle management positions, have left, the limits of the Marquis’ wife’s handling of public affairs were clear.
“Don’t beat yourself up, ma’am.”
Rom offered words of comfort. It’s not that I don’t know how to feel sentimental, but it was still a bit too early to despair. In any case, the vice-count and the four barons were the ones who misappropriated the territory for their own self-interest, so they were destined to be eliminated someday.
It was the same with the warriors of Camag, the aliens of the far north.
“I am by my wife’s side. Don’t ask what you want to do, say what you want to do. You can leave all the trivial and cumbersome process to this ROM and enjoy it while expressing only the wishes you want.”
“But, I’m afraid…”
Oriane leaned on the railing of the watchtower and lamented as she saw the approaching delegation. Forming an official alliance with the Camag tribal confederation means attracting attention from the central political world as well. Perhaps, the check against the North may become intensified to the extent that it cannot be compared to before.
As can be seen from the derogation of the foreign people, the kingdom’s rejection of them did not last for a day or two.
“Then I will lead you.”
Rom came to Oriane and whispered. She tied the loose fur of her back behind her and put her hand on hers, which rested on her railing. She soothed the shrinking past with her kind actions and voice.
“Shall we call the soldiers and organize an honor guard?”
“No, the concept of hospitality in the Far North is very different from ours. Above all, your wife has been very busy with various after-cares for the past few days. If they really want an alliance with us, they will understand if the host is rather poor.”
“But…”
Oriane hesitated slightly, trailing off her words.
“Are you really going to be okay? No matter what, I am worried because the leader is personally marching.”
“Temur is a warrior, unlike the rulers of this country. He’s a personality who doesn’t like ostentation too much, and he’ll care more about what’s practical than what’s on the outside. He says he’s trying to gauge, for example, how seriously you take the alliance with them.”
In fact, the appearance of the delegation over there was not very prosperous. The only noticeable decoration was a single flag with united tribes, and the sight of a bag on its back or a musk ox pulling a cart seemed shabby at first glance.
“What do you mean?”
“Let each soldier do his duty. It would be better to greet them with me and a few attendants.”
It is difficult to meet the leader of a faction that was an enemy just a few days ago without an escort unless you are very strong-hearted.
“Yes, then let’s do that.”
Even so, Oriane readily replied that she would. She was unexpectedly strong-willed. It was n’t that she was n’t afraid, but apart from those feelings of her, she seemed well aware of what her role was of her was her in governing this land.
“Don’t worry about getting hurt at all. That means I’ll be there to protect you. I don’t even think that would ever happen.”
“I will believe you.”
“Alliance doesn’t happen right away just by stamping a document. First of all, it would be better to treat them to rest in the manor for a few days. After that, it would be nice to discuss the relationship between the Camargue Union and the Marquis of Lemoyn.”
Temur was a leader who was respected by the eight tribes in the Far North. As long as he is the focal point of Camag, their union will become stronger. Because that was the way he acted in his previous life.
It is very meaningful to have the warchief who knows humanity and the future khan as an ally.
If we can grow in line with their growth, the future of this Marquis will be brilliant.
“If you don’t mind, it would be a good idea to talk with him about the disposition of the vice-count and the four barons. They are direct victims of the slave trade, so they will appreciate your consideration very much.”
Oriane nodded. Certainly, Temur was the one who raised an army out of resentment over the abduction of his tribesmen in public. He was a man who knew it would n’t help him maintain his power his, but he did it only because it was the right thing to do.
Considering his personality his, it was a pretty big gift to reflect his intention to dispose of Kobin’s gang.
“I don’t care. It’s not that I don’t feel betrayed by them, but I also don’t have personal ill feelings toward them.”
“You are right. Because they are small people that you do not need to waste your feelings on.”
“I just wonder what Sir Dior thinks. I want to know if he really thinks that Corvin and the four barons should be killed.”
Rom seemed to think for a moment, then he opened his mouth. It wasn’t that he was worried about what to do with them, but that he was worried about why Oriane asked such a question.
“It’s important not to leave any regrets.”
The five vassals of Marquis Baekryeong committed high treason. If this was the central political world instead of the northern part, they would have already disappeared into the dew of the execution ground. In a world of such fierce secret struggles, defeat is bound to lead directly to death.
“But killing someone is always prudent. I’m not saying that you should rule out such a choice out of frugal morality, but at least you shouldn’t regret it when you choose who to kill. Even if it hurts because of it, I decided to kill it, and if I have to kill it, I must do it.”
There is nothing wrong with executing Cobain. He certainly committed a mortal sin. However, it was necessary to decide more carefully on the disposition of the sub-count family and the four barons.
“It is difficult. I’ve never directly hurt anyone. I’ve never given an order to kill anyone. He has only enjoyed it under his husband’s reign his. After he died, he was in a hurry to put out the fire right away.”
“Cobain’s gang will be in the dungeon, what have you done to their family?”
“So far, I have been placed under house arrest.”
“Then, let’s think about the disposition later.”
Rom caressed the ring finger of Oriane’s left hand. He caressed the ring he was wearing there, sending out some kind of signal. She was sure it was an unsuitable manner for a daytime lady, but a necessary disrespect nonetheless.
“The containment of the royal family and the central political world, the conflict predicted by the surrounding nobles, the issue of the alliance with the Camag tribal union, and the poor financial situation of the territory…”
It wasn’t just one or two things to worry about. Oriane added in a somber voice.
“Can you make it?”
“Of course.”
“Really?”
The slender Marquis Marquis leaned against me as if she was having a hard time. Rome whispered in her ear, holding her tighter. Just as the female of the night was hesitant to let her nature her bloom, so the lady of the day was afraid to rule her domain her.
“Your wife has already done enough.”
With the knight, she had no need to worry.
“What’s left is mine.”
Rome kissed Oriane on the cheek. It meant light friendship. On the other hand, it was to whisper something according to the contract of the day and night.
“This is a self-talk, ma’am.”
“… ?”
“I plan to arrange everything you said within a few days. You don’t know, but a sudden incident ruined my plans to fuck my favorite bitch tonight.”
There is no opponent in monologue. Therefore, Oriane cannot answer. Also, if the wife of the day hears the obscenity of her knight, it is purely accidental. So all she can do is blush as she subtly realizes herself in bondage.
“Ah, if this is roughly done, I will strip my female in the place that used to be the Marquis couple’s bedroom. I’m literally going to make it into a cockhouse so I can squeeze her breasts her and cool it down. I want to soak every inch of her body with my cum, brand her completely, and slowly make her a prisoner.”
Soon after, the smiling knight tried to take a step back from his lord and fief his. It was a blatant flirtation.
“… This is also a self-talk, Sir Dior.”
But, unexpectedly, there was something else that was even more surprising.
“After all these headaches are sorted out, I plan to kneel down and serve the person I deserve to serve. I’m going to decorate and prepare so that you can happily violate me while fawning like a pretty and cute female cockhouse.”
Oriane grabbed the hand of the knight who was trying to get away from me. Then, looking at him with a look that must have been in heat, she said.
“If I do this, he will like it too, right?”
Rom nodded quietly.
“Whoever he is, he’s an enviable guy.”
It was a great motivation.
