I was excommunicated from the Holy Knights

51 – Garbage can be recycled 2

Right after entering the barracks, my father looked at me and said in a slightly proud voice.

“How are you, Santana? The feeling of seeing the army of our Bohemia. Isn’t it great?”

“Your father. Definitely great. It’s the first time I’ve seen such a huge army in person.”

As long as it’s not actually wrong, I first expressed my admiration without filtering, and my father seemed to be in a good mood and said with a little excitement.

“That’s right, there are probably not many people on the entire continent who have troops like this. In addition, it was said that the Electorate of the Palatinate would bring 7,000 more troops in a little while. With this kind of strength, even if the opponent is that emperor, we won’t be able to win easily.”

His father, Earl of Thurn, speaks with a confident voice.

Certainly, as an army of 20,000 is a level that is difficult to see even within the continent, his confidence at this moment was not very groundless.

However.. considering the situation that would follow if I didn’t put my hands on it, my father’s pride like this was honestly accepted as a futile feeling for me.

‘Well.. It’s understandable since my father doesn’t know how much the emperor’s army is right now. Unlike me, who knows all about the enemy’s troop composition, tactics, and the flow of the war…’

Certainly, as it was a battle between 20,000 and 25,000, it still seemed a bit insignificant in terms of scale.

However, the problem was not a simple difference in size, but a large defect in the quality of troops and, crucially, in the tactical part.

‘If it had gone according to my father’s strategy, I wouldn’t have suffered such a crushing defeat… The problem is those guys who will come soon…’

Technically speaking, he’s more of a goal-breaker than General Tilly, who’s bringing troops here.

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No, in the case of General Tilly, he is an enemy, but he is a competent master, so he can be viewed positively in terms of respect, but they can be said to be the worst in terms of being guys who don’t even have room for that.

‘From that point of view, they can actually be said to be the biggest stumbling block in this war…’

It was at that time when I automatically started to frown while thinking about that.

“Count! You are here!”

“Oh oh. at las!”

The next moment, a voice filled with joy came from outside the barracks, and Count Turnen hurriedly left with a smile on his lips.

*

They use the Rhine River, which flows in the western part of the Holy Empire, as their rowing line.

The Palatinate, an electoral state that has historically held strong power

A young lord whose wife is the Elector Count and the princess of Britain, a powerful country across the sea.

This man, whose name was Friedrich Dare, had just arrived near Bohemia Castle with an army of 7,000.

A handsome figure with a blonde wall, a tall body,

And the young monarch wearing clothes that matched his appearance.

He had a slightly stiff expression unsuitable for his appearance as he gazed at the beautiful scene of Bohemia in front of him.

And, watching this young monarch look like this.

A middle-aged man riding a horse next to him said with a relaxed smile on his lips.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, Your Highness. Keep your mind at ease. Isn’t your belief by your side like this?”

A middle-aged man who speaks in a tone like a father treating his son.

To the words of Anhalt Christian, Chancellor of the Palatinate, the young monarch Friedrich replied in a timid voice.

“..ummm.. ah.. I see, Lord Anhilt. Well… what should I be worried about when you’re here?”

“Yes, Your Highness. Believe in your convictions and be strong in your heart. As I have said many times, all plans are perfect. In just a little while, not only will Bohemia be taken over, but the entire Holy Empire will kneel before Your Highness.”

Anhalt speaks in a very dangerous voice with a confident voice.

Hearing these words from him, Friedrich just nodded and started to drive forward with a cautious feeling, followed by Anhalt and the soldiers.

A force made up of mostly ordinary humans, rarely seen by mages.

However, despite this, as the number of troops of 7,000 was by no means a small number, the majesty of the troops could not be said to be inferior.

Building as much pride as he could on that fact, Frederick began to draw closer towards the Bohemian formations that were beginning to come into view little by little.

Right after that, a group of people caught his eye.

Seeing the people greeting them, led by a middle-aged man and a young man of his own age, Friedrich again turned his gaze to Anhalt next to him.

“I am the lord of Bohemia, the Count of Thurne. But I’m not sure who the person next to me is.”

“Isn’t it my son…? From the looks of it, they look quite alike…”

Friedrich speaks in a slightly uncertain voice.

Regarding this, Anhalt spoke cautiously with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face.

“Well… from what I’ve heard, Count Thurn doesn’t have a son. If I remember right, he’s probably only a daughter…”

“what. You will know the details when you go.”

After that, Friedrich carefully got off his horse, and Anhalt also got off his horse and followed his master.

*

The aristocratic man in front of you, who is quite handsome behind the blonde wall, has a timidity that cannot be hidden.

And, a middle-aged man with reddish hair moving along behind him.

Looking at them, I could instantly figure out who the people in front of me were.

‘Are they guys from the Palatinate… Maybe they’re doing an image that doesn’t disappoint like this…’

While thinking about that, I slowly bowed my head, following my father who politely greeted me in front of me.

Apart from the things I don’t like, this man in front of my eyes…

Friedrich’s status was an electoral count higher than his father, who was a count.

In other words.. the blood of the imperial family is flowing. As a person with the right of succession to become the next emperor under certain conditions, it was necessary for him to bow his head at least as a courtesy.

“Welcome, Your Highness, Elector Friedrich der. It took a lot of hard work to come this far.”

“no. It’s a nogo, I just did what I had to do for the cause and freedom of heresy. Rather, I am grateful for such a welcome.”

Elector Frederick received his father’s greeting while talking awkwardly as if reading a script.

Seeing him like this, my father looked at me right next to me and said, without losing a smile on his lips.

“Now, son, this is His Highness Friedrich, the Elector Count. Since you are the one who came to help us from the distant Palatinate, do your best.”

“Yes Father.”

At my father’s words, I took a step forward to formally say hello.

And, for a moment. My gaze was directed not to Friedrich in front of me, but to Chancellor Anhalt standing next to him.

At the introduction that he was the son of Count Turnen, his face had a slightly uncomfortable expression from the first meeting.

Knowing the meaning of that expression, I politely greeted Friedrich, who was in front of me, feeling that I was complaining for nothing.

“It is such an honor to meet you. Santana Andreas, the son of the Count of Thurn and the legitimate heir of Bohemia, meets His Highness Frederick, Elector Count of the Palatinate.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you this way, Sir Santana Andreas. From the looks of it, you seem to be of the same age as me, so let’s get along well in the future.”

“Your Highness. I will make sure to do that.”

Friedrich, who seemed to be the same age as me, spoke in a more natural voice than before.

On the other hand, in response to my greeting, which implicitly emphasized the word legitimate successor, Anhalt’s expression, standing in the back, began to harden as if he had chewed sh*t.

And, seeing his expression… a light smile automatically started to form on my lips.

‘Now then… Shall we change history in earnest?’