Tarsha entered the castle of Urheila, the stronghold of the Count of Machar, and congratulated the generals.


    At this time, he finally appeared in a manner befitting his rank as a count.


    "This dragging cloak is making me uncomfortable. ....... I guess I''ll get used to it.


    Everyone gasped.


    There he was, the ideal young monarch, all grace, beauty, and bravery.


    I, who was also present, was in awe.


    "Your Excellency Regent, it is thanks to you that I have been able to attain this position. How can I thank you?


    Tarsha bows her head.


    You can call me that after all these years of calling me that.


    "The kingdom swears to support you. I hope you will fight harder for the peace of the north.


    "Yes, sir. Please tell His Majesty to depart for the West without any worries.


    It was a formal conversation, but both Tarsha and I enjoyed it. It was interesting to play the role of the person in question.


    "So, new Count of the Frontier, who do you intend to have as your son-in-law?


    I said, half-jokingly.


    "I''m still too new to this position to think that far ahead," he said. But if I were to be successful..."


    Tarsia looked me in the eye and laughed.


    "I hope to have a son or daughter, a strong child like His Excellency the Regent."


    There was laughter from the chief ministers, who were probably unaware of our relationship.


    This must be serious, Tarsha.


    "You must be tired today, Regent. Please take a good night''s rest."


    That night, it was difficult to get Tarsha to let me go.


    "I could not even fight a proper battle. Such a series of trivial battles could not cool my racing heart ......."


    I was in a room for entertaining guests when the Tarsha came to me.


    I know I shouldn''t let it be known that I''ve been doing this since the day I entered the castle, but Tarsha doesn''t care, she''s still clinging to my body.


    In this way, Tarsha is faithful to her beliefs and desires. In a sense, it is a way of life that is easy to understand.


    They are doing things so intensely that it gives the impression that they are trying hard to make a baby rather than making love.


    "No, I know your character, but can''t you do something about it?　I can''t be around all the time. ......"


    I said, biting back a yawn. I''m going to need some sleep. I''m tired from all the traveling. .......


    "If you want, I can have a serious fight with you.　It''ll stop your excitement. But it might cost you your life, right?"


    You''re assuming you''ll win. What an extraordinary she-lady!


    "For my part, if you die the day I make you a frontier lord, everything will be ruined. I can''t accept such a foolish offer!


    "Right?　So we have no choice but to do it this way."


    I returned with a sigh, since he wouldn''t listen to my complaints.


    At least I could leave the north to someone I could trust. The tide is tipping heavily in my favor.


    "And ............ I''d rather have a child with you as my heir anyway."


    Slowly, as if squeezing out the words, Tarsha said, "I''m sorry, but I can''t help it.


    Is there a hesitation to say it out loud? You''re so reserved in a strange way.


    "A frontier count is not a position for a mere good man. If you show even the slightest weakness, you will be taken over. They will take your life. ....... So, unless he''s your son, he''ll be cut off. That''s why, that''s why ......"


    I remember that Odanobunaga once talked about Shingen''s children.


    Odanobunaga defeated Shingen''s son and destroyed his family.


    Moreover, Shingen''s son was seeking for a possible union with Odanobunaga''s child.


    Perhaps Tarsha is unconsciously seeking me.


    Of course, I don''t have a clear answer. The only thing that matters is the fact that I like Tarsha.


    "Okay. Then make sure you have my baby."


    I embraced Tarsha for I don''t know how many times.


    "But don''t lose your life in childbirth. I don''t want any woman to be unhappy with me.


    The blessings of the saints, Serafina''s profession, would not reach Tarsha in the distance. The number of women who die in childbirth is not small. It is possible, no matter how valiant they may be on the battlefield.


    I will live. If you die here, not only your plans but also my family''s history will be closed. There is no one in our blood who can hold it together.


    Tarsha now has the entire responsibility for the rise and fall of the Machar family on her shoulders.


    It must be a heavy burden for any strong man to bear. It is much harder and more difficult than being a king in some stable period.


    For me, the project is steadily approaching its conclusion, but for Tarsha, it is just beginning.


    With me at the helm of the ocean, and Tarsha''s bet is on me.


    I''m just glad she chose me. No other emotion came to my mind right now.


    "Tarsia, I will make you happy, I promise. I will make sure that the bloodline between you and my child will last for hundreds of years. Just wait a little longer."


    "Of course. Arsrod, be the new king. You are the most fitting person to put an end to this stupid dynasty.


    We laughed aloud together after we had made our beds and talked about our resolve.


    "First, I will make the neighboring lords submit to me completely. Not a single one of them will rise up against you in the north. Do not worry about the rear."


    "Thank you. But to tell you the truth, don''t you just want to fight more?"


    Tarsia laughed, so he was right on target.