A Wish to Grab Happiness

When the King's capital, Archet, fell, the Garrist's direct national army, 50,000, and the majority of aristocratic private soldiers, remained that force.

That is because it was a complete ambush that a being so called the Demon fell the King's capital. Consequently, the majority of the national army and surrounding forces that were guarding the fortifications around the King's Capital lost their country's capital before they even felt the smell of battle.

It's only a matter of hope. If you base multiple fortifications surrounding the king's capital and deploy a national army to recapture the king's capital.

The local nobles and forces of the Garrist kingdom may not yet have had to lose control of it. I would have been badly wounded. Still, chaos like the present did not arise.

There are multiple circumstances that prevented it from happening, but there are two major ones.

One was the effect of the fall of the King's capital, or the sudden change in the capacity of the old King Amelits-Garlist. Not very much, but we can no longer use the fort as a new base and show the strong king around us.

That the other way around was that there was a more coordinated work than the Cathedral. To counter the Great Demon, the Demon Man. The cathedral and the kingdom of Garrist must be one and become a divine soldier.

For various other reasons, there was a mix of opinions and words. The last thing the king chose was a way to take the national army and keep pace with the Catholic Church.

Therefore the king and some nobles, the national army, are no longer in the king's capital, but have left to the north. If so, it is no longer known whether this place should be called the Wang Capital.

Nevertheless, I did not abandon the king's capital without anything, with the king and senior nobles. If we abandon all bases, that's all we'll allow the demons to behave as they please, and the villages will be undisputed and destroyed.

We have to make a bunch. To contain the demon and, if possible, recapture the king's capital.

Part of the National Army was created under such light-hearted language by what is called the Wangdu Zhenzheng Soldier.

It's like being stuffed, butt plucked, and a chunk of misfortune pressed in place.

In the fort. Its general, Richard-Permilis, was listening to the deputy's report as he engraved his wrinkles in a ridiculous way.

Sound your throat loud, open your mouth and say.

"Ka, hahahaha. Right, that kid - Rugis. How dare you mumble? It's no different, dude."

The way you make your jawbeard jump lightly and smile, it's as if the situation, which can be described as cruel, is not in your sight either. The eyes that show old age are brilliant.

Seeing it, Deputy Neymar-Gloria gripped her finger hard. That's how he frowns in a bad mood and opens his mouth.

"Battalion Captain! It's not every laugh. No other person you have broken off as evil is making a tongue in front of the King's capital!?

Unexpectedly peeling his eyes at his superior officer's seemingly joking attitude, Neymar roughed up his voice. Your shoulders go up and down and your core gets slightly hot.

It was visible at the edge of my sight that the soldiers around me responded to my voice and frightened my body.

The fact that a deputy is supposed to be absurd to his superiors is not very good. If he feels a grudge between his superior officer and his deputy, the soldier becomes upset and anxious about his path. I really start to think that it's a good thing to follow directions.

A soldier who starts to think things through himself is ineffective on the battlefield. I don't make any profits. Therefore, it is normal not to try to make soldiers look like soldiers even if there is a rush.

But when it came to Richard and Neymar, it wasn't uncommon for these grand deputies to try to bite their superiors.

Neimar was not of such a nature as to weaken the word because he was the opponent of a superior officer, nor did Richard do anything to blame for it. There are even verses that are rather good.

I don't seem to be engaging, should I say so when I'm engaging?

The way the two remain unchanged in this situation, which is innumerably relative to the Warcraft and not even easy to replenish supplies, also reassures the soldiers in a way.

Respect. Or intimacy.

Richard shows his teeth and says: My fingertips were slowly pointing to Neymar's forehead.

"Look, it's your bad habit. Fix it here. Stop judging everything by whether it's enemies or allies, barbarism or not. What we need is how to use it."

Richard's fingertips dance through the universe as he sits on his chair and asks for booze. To turn the word around, I still wanted booze. I miss you so much without it.

With his hips deep down, Richard opens his mouth.

"I have one use for anything. If you do the poison well too, it will be a medicine. If you were under Valerie, you'd understand."

I mean, is that what they say if they use it well too? I feel a lot of violent thinking. Naymar bites his lips unknowingly with such thoughts.

I told him to sigh after that.

"Right. My superiors have people like that."

Speaking out in full sarcasm, Richard sounded his throat and laughed with a good look at his teeth. Is it my fault that I feel a little sorry for myself?

But in fact, Neymar understands Richard's words.

Whatever the name of the Township Guard or whatever, the size of it is five thousand people gathering National Army reservists. Renting aristocratic private soldiers around would be a good place to spend up to 10,000.

It's enough to make me want to cry to deal with a bunch of demons and warcraft.

Because of the king's protection, many national armies have moved north with King Amerites. With the fall of the Wang capital of commerce, the supply will have to come from the surrounding villages.

For Naimar, this is the first time he's been on the brink of military action. Apart from winning and losing, the Garrist army has always secured an advantage, and again, it has been easy.

Thinking about it makes me feel like I'm still seeing this predicament in my nightmare. Naymar nodded to shatter his words and looked into Richard's bottom deep eyes.

"So you don't teach the crest to recapture the King's capital, and you use Gaza - the great evil?"

Neymar's eyes shine brightly. To see that attitude, maybe it was assumed from the beginning.

Richard tilts his shoulder and turns his thoughts when it's something that has become terrible. As such, I said that people didn't like to use it.

"That's what you said he came to the rescue. Then I'll ask for your help. Help each other when in trouble. It's good, it's the ultimate in virtue."

He says in a tone that really doesn't seem to be in his mind what he doesn't have in mind. Neymar accidentally laughed bitterly at the attitude of his superior officer. Only for a moment with each other, I felt lighter what I was holding in the back of my chest.

It is easy to say that I will use it, but there are many obstacles to honesty. In any case, many of the aristocratic forces that have now managed to coordinate have been very hostile to the crest religion.

Besides, Naimar and the others are in no better position to give them orders than they have no royalty. What I can do with precision will be as much as a request.

And if they turn their backs upon themselves, the art of rectifying it is not as if.

But still.

Richard slowly hid his grin. Deepen the multiple chopped wrinkles and open your mouth.

"Besides, what the guy from Rugis says is wrong. Bye. It's a long story, rather than the demons occupying Wang Du with our faces. It has always been.

Richard turns his gaze toward Wang Du's side as he narrows his eyes. Seeing that, Neymar took a small breath.

Sometimes a man named Richard could afford some place, or there was a place where he couldn't see the bottom.

Perhaps you're conscious and showing that. Sometimes commanders need that kind of talent.

Laughing with a brutal heart, speaking virtue and making spicy good. The talent.

But only at this time. Without falsehood, he had just one emotion in his eyes, Neymar thinks.

Clear, sincere everywhere in that way - hostility.

It vanishes in an instant. The next thing I know, I get a street look, Richard said.

"Wow. Send a messenger to the guy from Rugis. Let's go with the joint front. Then what? The crown is in my hand at the end. That's fine."

Neymar replied with a grin to a voice that did not try to hide any old colours.

"Yes, I did. Try to turn poison into medicine."