Blessing Of Yuri Goddess-Chapter 374 - 82 - An Honorable Letter

In Father's office, Sebastian was preparing a light snack and a cup of warm tea.

Father's office had previously been filled with high-ranking military officers, but upon hearing that it would be used for a more private discussion, they happily left.

Judging by the situation, it seemed Father was busy planning war strategies for the upcoming war season.

From the start, this war season tradition had been somewhat ridiculous. However, there a chance of a noble families were to be eliminated by legal law, when doing that. Somehow, I could guess the trivial reason behind this war tradition, but it was none of my business.

My current task was to bring evidence of the opposing noble families' involvement in attacking Marquess Rommel's knights before the war season began.

This important report needed to be known to Father and Mother so that the knights on duty could prepare for surprise attacks like this as the war season approached.

Alice and Alyssa arranged the burned dragon scales on the table. After they were charred, the carvings showing the insignia of the Aurora Kingdom's noble families were revealed. The evidence before my eyes made my father snort and smile.

"I expected this, but I didn't expect them to be so bold as to attack you," my father said calmly, sipping a cup of tea Sebastian had poured.

"I could tell their attack this time was intended to test the combat capabilities of our weakest military unit. I did limit the number of knights participating in your military expedition, but who would have thought it would be a surprise attack by a flock of dragons, controlled by taming magic?"

"HAHAHA!! SO FUNNY!!"

My father continued to laugh nonstop, as if laughing were part of his duty as Marquess Rommel.

"Father, you seem to be having a good time right now," I said, breaking the silence.

"Yes, I'm very happy about this, Lily!"

"Huh? Why?" I wondered what my father had done.

He was unusually happy in ambiguous situations like this.

The preparations for war seemed to have filled his mind with so many thoughts that he was becoming extremely stressed. When the time came, the accumulated stress would explode, and my father would lose control ... like this.

When that happened, it would be best if I were away from the potential repercussions of his stress.

"That's because they've replied to the letter I sent," my father replied, glancing at Sebastian and nodding.

"Get the letter I sent from the drawer," my father ordered Sebastian.

Sebastian immediately moved to retrieve several letters from my father's desk drawer. Sealed with the Marquess Rommel family seal, he handed them to my father.

"You know, Lily."

"In an honorable war, there is something called 'war etiquette' for military nobility."

"One of those etiquettes is to grant the enemy the honor of defeat before the battle even begins." With those words, my father placed the seven letters on the dragon scales neatly arranged on the desk.

"Marquess Arisawa Von Bloomgard."

Plahp...

"Viscount Kazemori Eisenwind."

Plahp...

"Count Shirakawa Lichtberg."

Plahp...

"Count Tsukihara Nachveil."

Plahp...

"Countess Kurotane."

Plahp...

"Baron Hoinokaze Flameberge."

Plahp...

"Baroness Mari Reinmaris."

Plahp...

One by one, the letters my father held fell onto the dragon's scales. With the names of opposing noble families engraved on the dragon's scales, I now knew the names of the noble families to watch out for. Especially the family of Viscount Arisawa Von Bloomgard, who gave birth to twins with memories from another world.

The presence of those who still remembered their lives in another world made me wary of their movements to the point that a herd of stealth slimes was assigned to monitor this noble family.

"With their involvement in such a blatant attack, could this be considered an ethical response to the letter, Father?" I asked, seeking confirmation.

The answer to my question was obvious.

Of course, that was the response after launching a surprise attack using a flock of dragons controlled by taming magic.

"Yes, this is the response, confirming that the seven opposing noble families have become our enemies," my father replied, smiling happily after seeing his enemies' response.

That creepy smile made Alice and Alyssa hug my arm.

"Onee-sama, why does Father seem to be enjoying this situation?" Alice asked in a small, curious whisper.

"Lily-nee, does that mean all the noble families in our border region are enemies?" Alyssa whispered, seeing the potential enemies before her eyes on table.

I couldn't answer carelessly in this matter.

My main purpose in returning to Marquess Rommel's Main Mansion was to report the nobles' violations of their invasion territory, outside of the inter-noble war season.

The report I delivered apparently pleased Father.

These seven noble families dared to respond to his letter with concrete action. If the knights I brought were amateurs, it would certainly tarnish the reputation of Marquess Rommel's knights.

Their small numbers of flock dragon might be enough to launch a surprise attack, hoping for a decisive victory.

"Alice, our father seems pleased with this situation because his letter was answered. You must be happy too ... after sending a letter and getting a reply, right?" I replied in response to Alice's question.

"I don't know, I've never written or sent a letter before," Alice replied, resting her head on my arm.

"Onee-sama..." With a small, spoiled whisper, Alice buried her face in my arm.

"And also... with the situation like this. It's almost certain that all the nobles in our border region are enemies. Is this too scary for you, Alyssa?" I asked Alyssa, who was still waiting for my answer.

Instead of answering her question, I answered her with a question.

Alyssa shook her head and hugged my arm tightly, burying her face in it as well, just like Alice had.

"It's actually good for the economy, human resources, and natural resources in the form of tree plantations," Alyssa replied, rubbing her face against my arm like a cat marking its owner's body with its own scent.

"That is if we win this noble war season, Alyssa."

"W-We're guaranteed to win ... if Lily-nee became the main attacker."

For some reason, I felt like I was being used as the main attacker in this season of noble wars.

But I didn't mind.

It felt like it was only natural for me to do so as the future Matriarch of Marquess Rommel.

"Haaah... you'll be joining the front lines too," I said in response to Alyssa's earlier remark.

"With pleasure, Lily-nee."

"I-I'll help on the front lines too, Onee-sama! I'll make sure my magic attacks can penetrate the enemy's defense lines with a single strike!" Alice chimed in, not wanting to be outdone by Alyssa.

"You two are really close, like a little sister doting on her older sister," a voice suddenly rang out from behind me. It was my mother.

"Because we are!" Alice and Alyssa exclaimed in unison.

My mother, who suddenly appeared from behind, immediately stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.

"Welcome back, Lily."

"Are you feel homesick when your military expedition that hasn't even been a day?" my mother asked, walking over and sitting next to my father.

"Oh! What's this? A burning dragon scale with the noble family crest engraved on it?"

"A new tactic to threaten them, like 'I'll burn your entire family to ashes,' right, Rom-chan?" my Mother asked, joking with Father.

My Mother suddenly approached Father, who was sitting quietly, and stroked his hair.

With such closeness, I knew the two of them had been involved in something before.

My Father accepted the special treatment without hesitation and recounted the details of the dragon scale.

My Mother listened intently to our Father's explanation and pondered for a moment.

"Then ... why don't we just make some counterattack?" Mom suggested, making Alice and Alyssa's eyes light up.

"I'd love to make counterattack!" Alice exclaimed happily.

"Nice idea, Mom! I like it!" Alyssa shouted happily after Mother's idea of ​​fighting back occurred to her.

What about me?

I just find counterattack is troublesome, and we don't have anything we can use to make some counterattack.

"Kukuku... praise your mother for just learning necromancy spells!" my mother said with a creepy smile that demanded a counterattack.

I glanced at my father, and he shook his head quickly as if to say, "I don't know when she learned necromancy spells either."

If I'm not mistaken, it's a cursed magic spell often used by witches who choose the path of darkness.

I stared at my mother as if she had already embarked on the path of darkness.

"Listen, Lily. This isn't the necromancy you're imagining. The raw material is a corpse, but it's more like controlling a wooden puppet with strings than necromancy," my mother explained nervously. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Umm, like a Marionette Spell?" I asked, trying to guess what was on her mind.

"Yes, that one! Besides ... being able to control the bones of a dragon corpse like a puppet still count as necromancy, right? It can also be used to control other corpses to attack simultaneously!" My mother seemed enthusiastic and explained her plan in detail.

"This will be a fun counterattack. We won't feel any pain, and they'll think it's an Undead Dragon attack, However ... they'll be completely wrong when the holy magic spell has no effect. Kukuku... isn't this very interesting, Lily?!" my mother continued, with a sly smile.

My mother's reputation as the former Head of the Aurora Kingdom's Mage Division and her passion for magical research seemed to be at its peak. Especially after she managed to learn the magic used by the Great Heroes of the past.

With such a tempting counterattack proposal, it naturally piqued my curiosity.

My gaze returned to my father, who was considering the operational costs of this plan.

"This will be a bit difficult to pull off since we don't know the exact location—"

"There's no need for a specific location, Rom-chan. We just need to let this dragon skeleton rampage through their main city, Kukuku!"

Before my father could finish his sentence, my mother interrupted, hoping the counterattack proposal would be approved, immediately.

This time, it was my father who looked at me with a pleading wink, something like, "Make sure your mother not lose control when her counterattack began, Lily."

I returned the wink with a wink and said, "I can't guarantee that, Father."

"Haaahhh..." Simultaneously, my father and I let out a heavy sigh.

This heavy breathing signaled the imminent addition to our already busy schedules.