Fun Territory Defense Chapter 93 Part 1 (Patreon)

Helping with Logistics

We went up to the second floor of the pavilion and were shown into the hall.

The hall was decorated in a calm atmosphere with wood walls and floors. There was a long table in the center of the room where about eight people could sit side by side. Three men sat on either side of the table and one man sat in the back, facing each other.

All of their faces turned to me as I entered the hall.

"Mhm, Baron Van!  You're here at last!"

One of the men at the far end of the room stands up to look at me.

It is His Majesty King Dino En Zola Berlinetta himself.

"We've already boiled down the steps to attack Scudetto, but now that you're here, it's a different story," he said. I will once again plan a strategy with the addition of the baron's forces."

Saying this in a good mood, His Majesty beckoned to him. But the stern middle-aged men around him look doubtful.

"...Um, excuse me. Uh, I'm new here, but I'm looking forward to meeting you."

It would be all right if I just bowed low and greeted them appropriately. Panamera sits down on the chair to my right with a smile on his face.

Finally, Daddy walked past me with a blank expression and sat down in an empty chair in the middle of the long table.

Looking around lightly at everyone, His Majesty opens his mouth.

"Now, normally we would ask for help from the lords adjacent to the Capital, but time is a critical factor this time. The Marquis de Fertio, the Border Knights, Count Ferdinand's Knights, Count Venturi's Knights, Viscount Panamera and Baron Van, all of whom are directly involved, shall join forces to attack Scudetto. Is there any objection?"

As His Majesty announced this, a thin, droopy-eyed middle-aged man looked at me uneasily. He was wearing finely made, flawless armor, and on his shoulder was a family crest with a windmill motif.

I had never seen him before, but that must be Count Ferdinand. He looks as unsure of himself as the rumors say he does.

Count Ferdinand looked like he wanted to say something for a moment, but in the end he looked away from me without saying anything.

Hmmm. Does he not look like Arte before he gained self-confidence?  Are they father and son after all? Even though he is skinny, he has a good-looking masculine face, and I can understand why Arte is so beautiful.

As I was thinking this, a white-haired, strong man sitting opposite Arte Daddy raised his eyebrows and looked at me intently.

"...You don't mean Baron Van, do you?"

He said that in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, my name is Van Nay Fertio. I just became a baron a few days ago..."

When I said my name with a shy smile, the white-haired man's eyes sharpened sharply. Perhaps that is Count Venturi. It is a pleasure to meet you. So, the rest are His Majesty's attendants and either of the knight commanders.

"...Your Majesty, please don't make bad jokes. What can such a child do..."

Count Venturi turned around and kept his mouth shut when he saw His Majesty laughing amusedly.

"A joke, huh? Well, good. Everyone will think so, but if they see how Baron Van fights, they will change their minds. You can look forward to it."

I raise one hand and open my mouth.

"Oh, excuse me. I won't be participating in the Battle of Scudetto."

When I told them that, their eyes rolled back in their sockets.

Count Venturi's and Daddy's eyes hung sharply, and Count Ferdinand's expression turned dubious.

"I would like to know what you mean. If you take it as it is, this is not the appearance that you have joined the war for the sake of your own child?"

Count Venturi said in a low voice, and Daddy stared back at him with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"...Sir, do you think that I would make such a foolish move?  I am letting the eldest son of the acting head of the family enter the battle. There is no point in making the youngest son withdraw."

He says not much.

His youngest son is less than ten years old!  He is less than ten years old!  Love him more!