She Was Sent by God

As he held the note, his hand trembled.
If Solnok has already been conquered, the Arpad army will soon advance to the capital.

 

So far, Sebastian’s life has been one of triumph.
Born as the king’s eldest son, he easily trampled on his rival, married the woman he desired, and was soon crowned.

 

But it was because of his sister, who was ten years younger than him and whom he dismissed as insignificant…..

 

I should have killed her instead of sending her to Arpad.

 

He did, in fact, look down on Agnes.
He was careless because he only remembered the figure of a princess who knew nothing but tremble beneath his feet.

 

“Count Barania.”

 

Anger rose to the top of his head.
But he quickly regained his composure.
If he collapses here, it’s all over.
As if being doused in cold water, he managed to regain senses.

 

“Yes, Your Highness.”

 

“Call all the troops on the Southern Front.”

 

“But, your highness!”

 

The count, who rarely disagreed with the king, raised her head.

 

“Of course, it’s a truce with Devon, but if all the troops there are withdrawn..”

 

“Do you think I’m telling the count because I don’t know that?”

 

“…….”

 

“Look at this, it’s the news that Arpad’s army has taken Solnok.”

 

“What?”

 

Astonished, she checked the contents of the note thrown by the king.
The count’s countenance hardened.

 

“Again, issue an official notice to all the nobles, not just the troops on the Southern Front.
Send more than 10,000 troops.
“

 

“……the nobility’s resistance will be fierce.
A large number of troops have already been deployed.”

 

Sebastian abruptly cut her off.

 

“Isn’t it your job to organize it so that it doesn’t get into my ears?”

 

“I’ll do whatever you say, Your Highness.”

 

* * *

 

“The king is preparing for the final confrontation.”

 

“I suppose so, given that they’ve brought troops in from the southern front.”

 

In the office of the Lord of Solnok, Agnes and Laslo discuss various topics.
They needed to take precautions because it was the last time.

 

“How many troops are you expecting?”

 

“I’d say it’s between 80,000 and 100,000.”

 

“That much?”

 

“I only witnessed the king’s army on the southern front.
There might be more if the other lords send more troops.”

 

“We’ll only get 70 thousand at most.”

 

Agnes picked up a pen and mumbled a calculation for the number of troops.
Laslo smiled and kissed her on the cheek and forehead.

 

“In a war, it is not the number of soldiers that matters.
Don’t worry about it because the terrain and tactics can make up the difference.

 

“Really?”

 

Agnes’s face brightened.
She gained knowledge of how to run the country as a whole, but her skills at formulating strategies for action and leading the army were lacking.

 

Agnes’s magic ability has actually been a huge help thus far.

 

“I’m so glad you’re here.”

 

“I’m glad to be of assistance.”

 

“Of course.
If I ascend to the throne, I will delegate all of my military authority to you, so please take good care of it.”

 

“You’re giving me complete command of the military? What if I start a rebellion?”

 

“Then I must surrender immediately.”

 

“What?”

 

“Don’t worry, I’ll entice the Duke of Arpad to reclaim military power.”

 

Agnes shrugged her shoulders.
Laslo burst out laughing.
The spring sunlight streaming in through the window is pleasant.
Agnes leaned back against his shoulder.
Having Laslo close by gave her a lot of comfort.

 

“Are you not working?”

 

When Zoltan arrived, he grumbled with his lips pressed together.

 

“You said you were joining the army, so why did you arrive so early?”

 

“I completed the inspection a long time ago.
But on the holy battlefield, eh? Like a married couple, huh? Is it okay to stick together?”

 

He scowled and patted the table passively for no apparent reason.
Agnes turned and spoke quietly to Laslo.

 

“Why is Sir Zoltan so mean?”

 

“I suppose he got dumped after proposing to your maid.”

 

“To Ney? Why?”

 

“He was caught drinking alcohol with other knights in broad daylight.”

 

“No!”

 

Zoltan, who was standing nearby, yelled angrily.

 

“I didn’t drink alcohol! I’ve only had a glass of freshly brewed fruit! “

 

“Not even a dog would believe it.”

 

Agnes laughed.
Laslo turned his head to face Agnes.

 

“That’s exactly how she responded.
How did you know?”

 

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to marry, Sir Zoltan.”

 

“I’m concerned that my younger brother will grow old and die by himself.”

 

Laslo exaggeratedly shook his head.
Zoltan reacted angrily and ran wild.
Meanwhile, Marquis Songrad, Erika Kiske, and Emmerich Cellon arrived in succession.

 

I was informed that the king’s forces were moving along the southern front.
Princess.”

 

“When is the rebellion going to happen?”

 

“Everyone has arrived.
Let us first take a seat.”

 

Around a circular table, six people were seated.
Agnes took out a map and began to explain.

 

“It will take us three days to travel from Solnok to the Plains of Nofron.”

 

“Two hundred years ago, there was also a rebellion here.
The king will be like a rat in a trap if you put a line of defense on Nofron.”

 

Erica elaborated.
Agnes gave a nod.