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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 406

The day after I returned from my outing with Cheryl..

An unexpected guest came.

"Eldmia. A woman who identified herself as the head of the Kingdom Army's Repair Brigade came to see me, but did she ever make an appointment??"

Now, I was planning to shake off my laziness and spend the day waking up early in the morning and rechecking my equipment and consumables to prepare for the operation to recapture Lévien, but suddenly I was met with a guest..

It was the first unit name I had ever heard of, and the person in charge would have been the commander, but there were no female commanders among those I knew, so it was a truly strange story..

"...This is the first unit name I’ve ever heard, so why does it sound familiar??"

"The Silver Eagle Brigade is a unit active on the Demon Front. And it is also where the soldiers who returned to the capital yesterday belong.."

"ah! Eunsuri Independence Combat Brigade of the Kingdom's 3rd Corps?"

"you're right."

After listening to Tie’s explanation, I remember. It was definitely a unit that I visited often when I was in the Ogatorf family. It's a unit so famous that even I, who has no interest in the military, has heard of it..

It was said that it was a place where he had participated in the war almost from the beginning and made great contributions and had relatively few casualties. There was a soldier who, upon hearing that an acquaintance of his was going to the front as a replacement soldier, wished to go there instead..

Besides that, some of the main characters in the stories I've heard come and go are people I met yesterday. The world is such a small place..

"I came alone?"

"yes. Although it was fully armed, there was no separate escort attached.."

It takes full armament, but if you think about yesterday, it's probably just a battlefield habit. If you were in your right mind, you wouldn't have come to criticize me, but to apologize..

Since I was going to see this person often anyway, I decided to meet him to make a good impression..

"I don't think you'll just show your face for a moment, so could you please take us inside first and then prepare some tea? I'll be down soon."

"What should I prepare for tea??"

"Nothing... no, I'll have coffee.."

Since he stayed on the battlefield for a long time, coffee would be better than tea. Although she didn't have any particular basis, she somehow felt convinced, and looking at Tie nodding her head, she seemed to have made a similar judgment..

After briefly organizing things, I went down the stairs behind her, and the visitor who had just received coffee from Thie stood up and bowed lightly..

"My name is Lanje, a member of the Eunsuri Independence Combat Brigade. We welcome you warmly despite our sudden visit, but we apologize for not being able to disclose the details of your rank due to military law.."

First impression was ‘small’.

Compared to me, most people are naturally shorter, but the woman who identified herself as Lanje was, at best, about 10cm taller than Esmueh. She looks striking enough on its own, but even her hair is cut short, which is unusual, so I was a little surprised..

Is that called a pixie cut? It's not that I haven't seen female knights or female soldiers in my life, but I've never seen anyone cut that short..

But the most surprising thing was that I could feel the aura. It wasn't as strong as Sir Ekaf's, but he had an aura that I felt I could capture, so it was clear that he was strong..

"As you probably already know, it's called Eldmia Ega.."

"I heard that you have done so many deeds that it is surprising that your reputation did not spread on the battlefield. I am sorry to be the first to greet you over such an unpleasant matter.."

I'm sure your visit was due to the commotion that happened yesterday, but I can't believe you came out in that pose in a public place even though I extorted money and valuables from the soldiers and knights under my command. That alone made it clear at a glance what purpose the other person came for, so I was able to smile leisurely..

"it's okay. It was just a small disturbance that arose to fulfill a soldier's duty. Above all, you already received the settlement, so there is no need to apologize like this.."

For a moment, the agony of middle management seemed to flash across her face. It seemed like he misunderstood what I was saying or decided that it couldn't end like this..

In the end, after sitting down hesitantly and listening to her constantly making excuses for her subordinates, and talking for a while, Lanje realized that I really wasn't going to do anything about yesterday's problem, and belatedly sighed in relief. exhaled.

"Thank you for your generous treatment. Although they are a bunch of subordinates... they have a lot of shortcomings, but their dedication to the kingdom is sincere, so I was worried that other problems might arise.."

Were you trying to say you're a poopy puppy? Despite his diminutive appearance, he appears to be a soldier. It looks like he usually throws out all kinds of hexagrams..

Anyway, since the atmosphere seemed to have calmed down safely, I quietly asked a question about something I was curious about yesterday..

"Of course, I was a little embarrassed at first. Because they were suspected of being demons. It wasn't just one or two people, it seemed like everyone in the room had the same opinion... Can you tell me the reason??"

"Oh, you might think that's superstitious...."

I was wondering why she reacted so negatively in an atmosphere that was going well, but after hearing the words come out of her mouth, I understood..

It is said that there is no magic tool, but that it is simply a feeling gained by most of those who served long periods of time on the battlefield. It's like feeling like an auror or something. Ranje explained that although it is not possible to feel everything, most of those mobilized for the operation to recapture Lévien are elites, so most of them have awakened their senses..

"It didn't fit perfectly, but on the battlefield there were no problems, so it was easy to pass by. But I don't think that could be a problem in the capital...."

You probably didn't expect it. How could you possibly predict that a guy with actual magical powers would be on the human radar? If he got even a small amount for this, he would be very upset..

"Indeed, intuition is important on the battlefield.."

"Yes, that's right. In fact, because of this sense, he was able to catch quite a few spies and demons who were secretly trying to manipulate him. Since they also had more successes than failures... I think they were a bit conceited.."

That's not just pride...

"After hearing what you said, I became curious again. I haven't heard of anything like that when fighting Envelde and his knights who returned from the front. Is there a condition for getting that ability??"

"Well...probably not. If such conditions existed, all soldiers on the battlefield would have worked hard to meet the conditions in order to obtain this sense. They...maybe they've just been away from the battlefield for so long that they've lost their senses.."

You really learn a lot in a short conversation..

'Considering that she speaks of 'this' sense, it would be correct to say that this woman has the ability to detect magical power just like the people she encountered yesterday... If she stays away from the battlefield for too long, she loses it..

In general terms, it could be said that it is the same as losing your senses if you leave your work for a long time, but from my perspective, as I suspected that something strange was happening on the battlefield, it was a statement that could not be taken lightly..

"I think I understand why Lanje and other soldiers participated in this operation to recapture Levien. It's reassuring in many ways. Please take good care of me during the operation.."

"...Please take care of me...?"

"Of course, I am referring to the operation to recapture Levien. Margrave Levien suggested that we join the expedition. He had no reason to refuse, so he decided to do it.."

Looking at her expression that changes every moment, it seems like this is my first time hearing this. Well, actually, it didn't really matter. Anyway, since we are colleagues who will be standing together on the battlefield, the goal was to sugarcoat it by saying that good things are good things..

And the attempt was quite successful..

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"Thank you for your time. Next time, I will greet you formally.."

After finishing the story, Lanje, who was relieved of her burden, greeted Eldmia, who came to the door to greet her, bowing politely and responding..

"It will be an expedition day. I'm looking forward to it."

It ended up much neater than expected..

Ranze truly thought so as she watched Eldmia disappear beyond the closing door..

If this incident had occurred without them participating in this operation, it would never have ended in such a clean manner. That was the judgment she made after receiving her indoctrination about the person who had already endured all the cravings and was forced to go to Eld Mia yesterday..

This is a person who kicked the aristocratic mansion located in the center of the capital with his earthen feet and butchered it just because there was an assassination attempt. Nevertheless, seeing that he came out unharmed after a mild quarantine that was no different from a warning, it was clear that his political acumen was no problem..

It wouldn't have been a problem to misunderstand the meaning and make fun of it if you wanted to. Nevertheless, being so generous must mean that they are sincere about the operation to recapture Levien. He was a man who knew very well that there was no reason to pretend or undermine the morale of the troops he was fighting with..

He is strong, knows how to use his head, and has a position. On the surface, he was nothing more than a wandering knight, but he would be a great force in this expedition..

"...Write it, it's true."

The problem is that it feels strangely like a demon..

Part of me suspected that my subordinates had made a mistake as a group, but that was not the case at all. Eldmia had a mysterious demonic quality. The kind of demonic feeling that can only be felt from high-level demons..

But Lanje, who had already made all the decisions, decided not to worry about that..

"Fuck, you're only as strong as a high-level demon. Good is good, right?."

I guess I should go back and buy each of my subordinates a drink..

With that thought in mind, Ranje hurriedly walked away..

This is the last registered session.

Time continues to pass, and the day of the expedition approaches..

"You're surprisingly calm.."

After making all the preparations and finishing the final inspection, I looked hard at myself, but I still didn't feel anything. The tension and the excitement..

Well, there are a few incidents that have happened so far, so if you get nervous here, it will be just as funny. But unlike me, Asilier's response was that she was worried today as usual..

"Don't act really weird. Do you have to travel well? Understand?"

But somehow the direction of the worry was a bit subtle..

"No sister? Strange behavior? When others hear it, they misunderstand it..."

"You should not suddenly jump into the middle of the enemy lines, secretly climb over the castle wall to attack the commander first, or go on a night attack alone because a surprise attack is the best.?"

"......"

"Can not be done?"

I can't answer that I understand...!

There was almost a commotion as he had to leave the house, leaving behind her who was persistently trying to get an answer, but fortunately, Tie skillfully stopped him and he was able to get out in time. Although by the end she was close to giving up and letting go..

"Then let’s go, Leica.."

[good!]

After seeing Laika running out excitedly, I gathered my clothes and headed towards the southern gate with him..

By now, a departure ceremony would be underway near the castle, but it was just an event that had nothing to do with me. In any case, I was not part of the official expeditionary force, but rather a wandering knight passing by, and had agreed to join the Margrave Levien to provide him with personal help..

Thanks to this, since I have to cover practically all travel expenses, I am now walking on two legs because it is a hassle to bring horse feed, but it was not particularly inconvenient, perhaps because the longer time I spent walking with the elves in the West helped..

[But the owner has a lot of money. Why do you save so much?]

Laika's doubts were valid, as he was able to demonstrate a decent vocabulary thanks to a solid supply of magical power before the trip. There are some things like the reward money I received at this graduation ceremony, and some money I stole from the West, but I received all the things that would cost a lot of money for free, so I have a lot of money piled up at home..

Even though I bought three blue potions at the request of Mr. Balkun, I can't even get the message, so people in a similar situation to me would wonder what the heck he's doing..

"I usually use it when I have money to make while moving or when I have to move quickly, but otherwise I end up saving it.."

But having a lot of money and spending lavishly are two different things. There wasn't any fixed income, and most of it was a lot of money that came into my hands by chance. The moment you miss something like that, you'll lose your sense of money and end up struggling with money, so it's better to save it as much as possible. The endings of people who hit the lottery for no reason are often ruined.?

While waiting for the army to leave for the expedition at the edge of the south gate, which we arrived at after walking for a while, we were talking about various things while answering Laika's curiosity. Gradually, it became noisy from afar and crowds began to gather..

Children who don't know anything and are just running around in excitement at the sight of the gorgeous military, adults who are drunk from the morning and cheering to show the demons what they really are, and someone who sadly sees them off as they head to the battlefield again. Wind catchers or bards who shout out hope, pretending that they are the heroes of the century who will achieve unprecedented achievements and bring glory to the kingdom..

The army was moving as they saw everyone off. It was an appearance that could only be described as splendid and grand, but it was also calm..

These are the people who are moving to drive a wedge in the counterattack that was not even properly attempted during the war that lasted for as long as seven years. Ragnis' family's revival depends on this expedition, and the royal family also needs a major victory to dominate the public opinion..

Unlike the crowds who felt nothing but hope, they seemed to feel nothing but a burden..

"Then shall we move again??"

[We're not going together.?]

"That's true, but not within the capital. I'll go a little further away and then join the army before it picks up speed.."

Fortunately, the army's march was very slow, so there seemed to be no problem with the plan to join at the planned location, and in fact, as soon as I got a reasonable distance from the capital, I naturally headed to where Ragnis was, following Lord Lenisa, who had spotted me from afar and approached me..

"The hero who ran away from the launch ceremony on his own came... What, what should I say??"

Ragnis, who chose to wear armor and ride a war horse instead of riding a carriage, was easily indistinguishable from the knights guarding him..

At first, I thought she might be vulnerable to a surprise attack, but the spear and shield attached to the horse's saddle make her seem more knightly than the knights guarding her, making her seem safer..

But how should I say this? I took a quick look, but the drivers were acting as if I wasn't there....

Fortunately, Ragnis understood my point of view and came up with an answer right away..

"They're family people. Since you already know enough, you can speak comfortably as long as you don't make too much noise.."

"I'm glad. I left it behind to save money. I'm used to walking anyway."

Ragnis' eyes narrowed at my appropriate answer. These days, it seems like Cheryl and Asili are getting looked at like that more often..

"...I didn't leave my horse behind because I thought I might be organized into cavalry.?"

"oh? I didn't even think about it that far.."

Still, I wondered if wandering knights who had joined through personal acquaintances might be included in the cavalry, but that didn't mean the possibility was out of the question. At my sincere admiration, Ragnis relaxed his eyes and let out a deep sigh..

"Should I give you a warhorse??"

"The wandering knight will just be a wandering knight, Count. Rather, tell me roughly your plan.."

Since this expedition was strictly a military plan, I did not hear anything from Ragnis in advance..

The only information I know is that the Margrave of Levien was a fortress city located on a relatively high ground, and that it was further strengthened after the Demon King's army took over. Of course, since it is a world full of aurors and magic, that alone does not make it an impregnable base, but the fact that the Demon Lord's army there has an advantage in many ways over us attacking us is the same as in our past life..

There may be a small chance that I will attack Ura with the soldiers, but at least I should not be a hindrance, so to the question I asked to keep at least a little bit for now, Ragnis opened his mouth with an ambiguous expression..

"According to the information gathered from the royal family, it will be difficult to recapture it using the method used by the Demon King's army. He continued to attempt sabotage, but he said reinforcements had already been completed. We will confirm the specifics when we get there, but the commander said that if there is no additional information, they will fight in the traditional way.."

For reference, the 'traditional' siege that Ragnis is talking about here is a little different from his previous life..

The most common method is to smash the door with a battering ram, but it is not ordinary soldiers but Auror users who carry it. I once watched the knights demonstrate to their servants at the Ogatorf family, and when 15 of them ran together, it gave off the majesty of a dump truck..

In addition, if you have a solid manpower pool, you can finish a siege with minimal damage, such as trying to start by sweeping the castle wall with magic or interfering with each other's magic to prevent it, which can lead to a battle of numbers that lasts for over 30 minutes. They said it was possible, but since the opponent was a demon, it was clear that it wouldn't be easy..

"In the end, you have to go and think about it.."

If you look at novels, it's not uncommon to find loopholes in castle walls and attack them all, but the reality was harsh..

"We decided to hold an informal meeting at the command center later when we camped, so we might have something more to say then. Since we have to meet each other anyway, let’s go together.."

"I guess so. Oh, what is the commander's name??"

"It was a man named Alt Khyentse. I heard he's not a nobleman, but he seems to be famous on the battlefield. Master said he also heard the name.."

"Ah, a war hero. Come to think of it, I can't see Sir Radnellbandes. Are you talking to the commander??"

"that's right. When a full-scale siege begins, one wizard will be missed. I asked for help. I guess they're making plans while moving together.?"

Even if Sir Radnellbandes, who is called the Grand Battle Mage, participates, is it not possible to fight the siege with confidence and ignorance? He's never seen the old man fight, but he must still be strong..

"War is difficult."

"...I didn't know you would say that. I heard you were called the god of war by the orcs.."

Where did you pick that up again? The eyes of the escort knights, who had been silently looking somewhere else as if it was difficult to ignore that story, turned slightly to me and then dispersed again..

"I didn't say that because I was good, but because the orcs were ignorant. What I'm good at is nothing more than fighting."

I wasn't sure about that anymore, but I didn't bother to say it..

The only consolation was that this time, the enemy was also using magic power, so it would be possible to distinguish between strength and weakness..

This is the last registered session.

Contrary to Eldmia's perception that they had joined Ragnis without any problems, the unit was noisy knowingly or unknowingly..

Of course it had to be that way. How could one remain calm when the Margrave's vassal suddenly ran up and took away a person he thought was just a passerby he met during the march? What appeared to be no particular disturbance was merely the controlled chaos of the skilled soldiers..

"Eldmia Ega? who is that?"

At least the doubt was able to be resolved thanks to the Margrave's people who were among the soldiers. However, it was an unfamiliar name to those who had just returned from the battlefield, and only after walking for a while and setting up camp did the identity of the unidentified visitor begin to spread..

"Damn, I fell asleep after writing a novel.."

The problem was that cynical reactions also spread, but they spread anyway..

"Even if those achievements are all real, what? He's that size and he's 16 years old this year? Besides, can you become a wandering knight in the name of the empire and kingdom? They say even the bravest can overcome, right?."

"Fuck, why are you fucking with me?."

"Even if you pick up a rumor, how can you not get criticized because you picked up a shitty thing?."

The soldiers marched very quickly, but that didn't mean they weren't tired. After gathering in their platoons, they sat down to make a bonfire, took a short break, and ate. After hearing a story that didn't work out, they tried to relieve their stress by giggling and looking for their elated colleagues..

However, even the soldier who was usually criticized for coming with nothing but false rumors was full of confidence today..

"No, is it real? I came here after hearing stories shared by drivers.."

"Sir?"

"Yeah fuck. Last time, in the middle of the night, Battalion Commander Lanje was fucking with me. I do not remember?"

There was no soldier in the Eunsuri Independence Combat Brigade who did not know the story of a crazy squirrel from the 'Claw' Battalion stepping on poop in his sleep..

As soon as I heard that the crazy squirrel, who is so crazy that there is a rumor that he will cross his legs even in front of the brigade commander when he is in trouble, starts cursing at the top of his voice on the night-fallen military parade ground and starts chasing some of the soldiers, including the company commander under my command, I secretly watched it. Because there were people who went to do it..

In fact, in the military, cravings are like a regular menu item that is not missing wherever you go, and her getting into double lust was just a small part of their daily life, but the fact that the reason for it was touching a person who should not be touched was a rare and major incident..

If you were to vote on who in the unit does the most stupid things, it was clear that Crazy Squirrel Lanje would come out on top..

"...Then it's real?"

How could that be real? While everyone was silent at the unexpected information, the subject of the topic was seen following the Margrave to the command center. Next to him was Battalion Commander Lanje, who looked even more cut in half due to the relative evaluation, and the soldiers watched their figures disappear into the command center with shocked expressions, and then looked at each other again..

"crazy. What on earth did the Margrave bring?...?"

Contrary to the swearing, a strange smile appeared on their lips. If the rumors were true, I couldn't help but laugh because it was no different from the addition of incredible power..

"Eh, anyway. Could it be that all those rumors are true? That kind of guy... I feel sorry for him so I write a wandering article.?"

"Dude, I was scared of this.."

"Even if only one rumor is true, it's normal to peck at it.."

The soldiers were intrigued by the fact that for the first time in a while they had something interesting to talk about and that a talented person who could be a very useful force was participating in the war. From then on, the soldiers continued to talk about Eldmia until the day they arrived at the battlefield. There were some who thought that discipline was being disrupted, but most tolerated the atmosphere because it was better than being tense and unable to move..

It actually worked better than I thought. The new soldiers gathered under the name of the Margrave were swayed by the calm atmosphere of the veterans and were not at all nervous..

Until you come face to face with the magic and arrows pouring down from the massive walls of the city located on high ground..

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The fireballs and arrows raining down from the clear sky were strangely unrealistic..

Of course, the same was true for the huge rocks from the catapult flying towards the castle walls. The new soldier, who was looking at this blankly, immediately felt the absurdity of it..

The rocks and fireballs exploded and shattered before reaching their targets, but the arrows that came out through the debris literally began to pour down like rain..

"You bastards! For the shield!!"

The soldiers were startled by the loud shout and no sooner had they raised their shields when an arrow hit them..

"Oh fuck god, god..."

"You bastard! If you do that, not even my head can stop it! Listen closely for the time to find God!"

The crazy squirrel Ranje walked among the soldiers with an iron club as big as his body on his shoulder and scolded them, but the soldiers who were experiencing battle with demons for the first time did not even listen to him. I heard that the magicians were fighting a magic battle in the rear, but the flying fireballs did not stop, and every time the fireballs hit the magic barrier and exploded, the soldiers' morale and courage exploded..

It was the barrage of arrows that drove a wedge into these disorganized people. One soldier, who held on with both hands on his shield to block the rain of arrows, was scared and fell backwards when his eye was almost stabbed by an arrowhead sticking out through the shield..

No, I almost fell asleep. If the seniors on both sides had not immediately stepped in, a hole would have been created in the defense. The senior officers smiled leisurely as they looked at the soldier who was worried about being criticized in an extremely critical situation..

"Hey, if you do that, you won't be killed by an arrow, you'll be killed by a squirrel's tail. Wake."

"Hand over your shield! There's a hole in this shield.!"

The voice is loud, but no one is embarrassed. The newcomer unconsciously felt relieved at that sight..

These are people who have survived on battlefields like this for years, so it seems like they can survive just as long as they do what they say....

"Bow down!"

At Ranje's shout, everyone bowed, regardless of who went first. Some soldiers who could not follow the thoroughly learned responses were knocked down by senior soldiers around them using all kinds of methods..

At the same time, a huge explosion occurred above the troops' heads. Through spell interference, the misfired magic exploded and sparks flew, and at the same time, the enemy's offensive faltered for a moment..

Ranje did not miss the moment and struck the floor with his giant weapon and shouted..

"You bastards!! It's time to fuck.!!"

Following the extremely vulgar command, the army split and knights came out carrying battering rams that looked like they could be used as pillars of a temple..

"Run, dickhead company.!!"

"It seems like a dog nickname for a dog-like position.!"

"This is all because of the battalion commander.!!"

Twenty knights running through the battlefield, carrying a battering ram that did not even have wheels, using only their own strength, would tear apart the ground. Their gallop, which attracted as many aurors as possible, boasted the same majesty as a cavalry charge, and was enough to make the demons guarding the castle walls urgent..

"Damn it! Magic unit! It's the bottom! change the floor!"

The demon commander, who was standing on the castle wall and watching the scene, shouted urgently, but the spell was interrupted without fail. Some wizards had already chanted spells to the point of bleeding noses, but not even the spells that hit the closest could hinder the oncoming battering ram..

Quad deuk! The demon commander, gritting his teeth, shouted down the castle wall as he watched the knights laughing as they passed stalactite-like rocks emerging from the ground with a clattering sound..

"Open the side door!"

That seemingly ignorant battering ram tactic was originally a trademark of the Demon King's army, so the Demon commander chose the most obvious alternative without hesitation, and as soon as his order was given, a door on one side of the castle gate, which had been renovated after the Demon King's army took over, opened and a huge monster appeared. Soldiers holding shields ran out..

They were not carrying weapons. I just run away with a huge tower shield in my hand..

It was a choice I made because I knew better than anyone else that the battering ram would be unusable for a while if the reckless charge, which gained momentum without even having to fight the knights, was stopped..

"Hit me...?"

However, what greeted the demon soldiers who rushed out with the determination of death was not a response from the knights who were trying to protect the battering ram at all costs, but a flight..

"It doesn't work either.."

"The damage is?"

"There are none. The distance was short, and there were a lot more skilled soldiers, so arrows didn't do any damage.."

Unlike the middle-aged man who was watching the scene from the command center, nodding his head while talking with other commanders..

Eldmia, who was watching all of this together, slightly tilted her head towards Ragnis, who was astonished, and asked a question..

"That was the method the demons tried.?"

"...that's right. We didn't have a side door like that, so the exterior was left open.."

Just because there's no door on that side.

Eldmia nodded slightly as she watched astonishment turn into bewilderment, and bewilderment into something filled with resentment, and looked at the battlefield..

It was quite a shock to learn that what was thought to be a siege from another world was in fact a new concept of siege spread by the Demon King's army, but other than that, there seemed to be no problems yet..

Since that side had opened up a new horizon for the campaign and captured Levien, it was now time for this side to recapture Levien using a new method..

"I guess I'll have to climb the wall."

No one understood a single word he muttered, thinking that it was a good thing he had been able to rehearse in the West in advance..

This is the last registered session.

Alt Khyentse, who was in command of the Eunsuri Independence Combat Brigade, was one of the few people who rose from the lowest rank of soldier to commander..

He had been a soldier before the war, and was promoted at a reasonable rate, and while standing on the demon front line, his senior officers died and he himself survived and achieved meritorious deeds. Since this was the path he chose to make a living in the first place, he never felt particularly honorable, but he did have pride in having worked hard..

Perhaps because of his past, he was quite open-minded. The most representative example is the toleration of behavior that is no different from that of Lanje, who was called a crazy squirrel among the soldiers..

It would have been a problem if he had ignored orders... but a capable commander who faithfully followed orders, performed his duties perfectly, and survived for a long time was a resource as valuable as an artifact, so he tolerated rudeness as a kind of reward. In reality, it doesn't cost him any money, so he thinks it's a profitable business..

But this time things were a little different..

'Could it be... am I old??'

Although he was now approaching 40, he never felt old. In fact, among his subordinates, there were some who were older than him..

The moment he heard the words of the wandering knight brought by Margrave Levien, the thought of both nonsense and madness struck him at the same time, and he was overcome with anxiety that he might be viewing the battlefield from a too fixed perspective. It's just.

On the battlefield, those who lack imagination die first. And if it is the commander, it is his subordinates who die. If he were to find himself in such a situation right now, it was safe to say that he would need to reexamine his commanding abilities. Alt, who rolled his eyes in a situation that was bound to make him anxious, almost sighed in relief when he realized that the reactions of those around him were not much different from his own..

Fortunately, it seemed like the wandering knight was right when he said he was crazy. I don't know if it can be considered fortunate that the person who awarded a medal in the name of the royal family just a few days ago is crazy..

"This is crazy. Did the Margrave really take this opinion seriously??"

I was really fortunate this time. While I was drooling because I didn't know what to say, a slightly impatient subordinate took the lead..

But it was an inappropriate remark. Alt opened his mouth by lightly hitting the table before either the Margrave Levien, who frowned, or the Wandering Knight, whose eyes became mischievous, could speak first..

"Raynal, you are rude.."

Even though she was young, she was a margrave, she was the justification for this war, she was the commander-in-chief externally, even if it was just a facade, and later she was a woman who had to become the hero the royal family wanted. No matter how special the Eunsuri Independence Combat Brigade is, it is not something that the regimental commander, a low-ranking noble, can dare to ignore..

Above all, there is a wandering knight next to you..

According to a report received from the royal family before embarking on an operation, he was quite sensitive to the honor of Margrave Levien, and as soon as the traitor Envelde attempted to assassinate him, he attacked the station and devastated the mansion. The warning written at the end of recording his actions, which were hard to believe even after seeing them, was simple..

-Act as if you were a non-hostile dragon, not an ally. Generally harmless unless given a reason..

A warning that even uses the word 'dragon' may be true, but what does it mean that it is generally harmless if no justification is given? I thought about it several times, but since my life was far from playing politics, I remembered the warning that I couldn't easily understand and gave up Alt..

"If you don't show respect, I'll kick you out, so be careful what you say.."

"...Excuse me."

Contrary to what he said, I knew Raynall was biting his molars, but this seemed to be enough for now. When the Margrave and the Wandering Knight looked back, their expressions were much improved..

"We apologize to both of you, but in fact, we only expressed it mildly, and I think our opinion is not that different from Raynal's.."

Lanjeman, the only battalion commander among the regiment commanders, said, 'Isn't it me?' He refuted it with a look on his face, but no one cared. In response to Alt's answer, Margrave Levien, who had been looking at the map spread out on the table for a moment, asked back without taking his gaze away..

"what is the reason?"

"This is because you cannot put soldiers in danger with unproven tactics.."

It's not that I don't know that novel tactics can be a stepping stone to a comeback, but 'something that no one came up with' and 'something that no one felt was worth trying' are two different things. But this was a plan that 'no one came up with, but as soon as they heard about it, they didn't even think it was worth trying.'.

Running up the castle wall. Even alone? Even Ranje, who runs wild with reckless abandon, did not display such audacity..

'...is not it? Did you use it??'

As I was pondering over the slightly uncertain memories of having gone through so many battles, this time the Wandering Knight spoke up..

"If it has been verified?"

Everyone's eyes were on him, but he remained calm. In fact, that alone could be considered amazing..

As Lanje reported, the man, who had a strangely demonic feel, made them uncomfortable just by his presence, and as a result, the regiment commanders had no hesitation in showing their Aurors..

It was an action no different from a show of force where he would immediately pull out his sword if he saw any suspicious behavior, and even a decent knight would ask if he was arguing or feel discouraged if he encountered him, but the man just looked indifferent as if he didn't feel anything. On the contrary, he made eye contact with Raynal, who had been looking at him in a bad way from earlier, and even frowned as if asking what he was staring at..

I don't know anything else, but I can say with certainty that this is not an action that can be taken easily, considering there are four people who pride themselves on being at the cusp of becoming an Auror expert. Alt, who had no idea what the man's skills were to make him do this, decided to listen to him more..

"They actually used this method to neutralize the castle wall.?"

"This is the method I used when dealing with the Count of McKelline in the Caldar Kingdom in the Western Kingdoms.."

Everyone except Margrave Levien tilted their heads at the wandering knight's answer. Wasn’t there something a bit strange just expressed? Dealing with the Count's spirit?

Another accident almost stopped, but Alt managed to come to his senses and calmly asked back:.

"I participated in the war?"

"It was a duel."

"...A man named Count McKellin?"

"That was his goal, but for various reasons he challenged the entire county to a duel. Of course, we had to attack from outside the castle walls, and the method I mentioned was the method I used myself at the time.."

Are you kidding me??

"Are you kidding me? Or are you just making fun of us??"

For a moment, Alt, who thought that his inner thoughts were coming out of his mouth without realizing it, only realized that what he had just said was his after seeing Raynall move with his face turning red. However, this time, what he heard was too shocking to point out his rudeness, so he was distracted. I was in a daze.

Even other regiment commanders considered the Wandering Knight's remarks as insulting as Raynall's. Naturally, everyone's expressions (Lanje was excluded here again) took a turn for the worse, but the wandering knight still looked confident..

"There is no such thing as leisure to throw around on the battlefield. What's the problem? I'm not telling you to do this, and I'm not telling the soldiers to do it. Isn't it a problem that ends when I implement it and then you implement the planned tactics??"

"haha! Are you looking down on the battlefield? Why take that risk when one idiot's fraud could turn the tide of the war??"

It's sad that it can't be called a leap forward, but it was a surprisingly uncommon occurrence on the front lines. Of course, most of the problems were not caused by a real idiot going on a rampage, but rather the morale hit rock bottom because a strong person whom one had relied on and trusted died in vain..

In fact, Raynal was more sensitive than anyone else, as a similar incident almost led to the destruction of one of his battalions. The same was true for others who shared the experience of creating a hole in the formation and almost turning the tide of the war. They sympathized with Raynal in silence, and the air in the command center became increasingly heavy..

But the wandering knight still didn't care. She even laughed.

"well. I don't know if you look down on the battlefield, but I think I know as well as you the impact of lowering morale. If you were a madman you'd never even heard of who suddenly challenged the city to a duel, climbed over the walls, cut off a knight's head, and chopped up every soldier he could get his hands on, do you think his morale would have been intact??"

A sarcasm that seemed to say, “Of course I could have guessed that much.” As a result, veins appeared on Raynal's forehead and his hand rose to strike..

"With lies like that..."