Continental Hero Senki

Laskino was once an urban state. For that reason, Lasquino has quite a few fine walls and castles.

There is an old town in the delta at the mouth of the river, with walls on the banks of the river and several bouncing bridges connecting the old town in the delta with the new town outside. You feel like a Barletta castle city on the Mediterranean island of Malta in a previous life.

It seems that the new city was created after the reunification of the continent by the Empire. but it feels like the building is deteriorating considerably over time, old or new. I don't know if I can do it. Raskino would now be just a rural town, with more exoduses than population influxes.

"But it's a better city than I imagined. Whether you want to live or not, it's where you want to come for sightseeing about once a year"

"I agree. Few cities are more spectacular than Silesia."

I hear His Highness Emilia thought the same thing. Yeah, you're not wrong about my senses.

"I don't care about that. Meet the Colonel of the Independent Commander soon."

"Oh, yes."

Sarah, shall we have some more fun? I don't know when I'll be able to sightsee next time.

---

The command of the Raskino Independence Army was located in a castle in the centre of the old town.

"Silesian Prostitute Army, 38th Independent Mixed Brigade, 33rd Infantry Platoon."

"Hmm, you guys are that Silesian army. Looks like they're unreliable."

Our 33rd Infantry Platoon's mission is to guard Laskino. The 33rd Infantry Platoon has a total of 30. Not much.

So, I have in front of me the captain of this Raskino Guard... what is it? Colonel Gediminus? It's hard to remember, so can Colonel Fat? In this day and age, I feel like an incompetent nobleman. That's an absolute fat chunk, not a muscle.

"As long as you're in this town, you guys will be under my command. Be sure to listen to me. All right?"

Absolutely not.

No, I can't help complaining. It's not good to have a decentralized chain of command no matter who your opponent is.

"Hmm?"

Something about a fat colonel looking at us more seriously...

"Hey, two women there. Like you're gonna show up at my place later."

Two women meant Her Royal Highness Emilia and Sarah. Hey, don't skip Mr. Varta. You look pathetic.

I don't want to.

"Colonel. May I?"

"What. I don't need you guys. Get the hell out of here."

"I don't like it."

"What!?

No, because I'm not willing to unify the chain of command until I've just sacrificed His Highness Emilia and Sarah. Because Mr. Valta is already cleaning up.

"We are a brigade affiliated with the Silesian (...) army. The commander of our unit is Brigadier General Schmidt, not a colonel."

"But this is my town! I'm the commander of this town!

"Then, in case of emergency, follow the Colonel's instructions. But other than that, we belong to the Silesian army. I would ask you not to disturb me, especially in terms of human resources. If you are dissatisfied, please respond in writing to Brigadier General Schmidt, our Brigadier General."

"... Oh, my God!

"Sarah, Dear Emilia, the Colonel doesn't seem to need us anymore. If we stay here, we'll get out of here."

"Yes. Okay."

"... Huh"

I wonder why these two are so tangled up.

---

After the platoon leader lumpily pissed me off, I was praised for something. The former as platoon leader and the latter as private.

"I'm sorry the colonel grabbed you and you're expelled shortly before the diploma."

It's about you, Mr. Varta.

"Sorry."

"It's okay. It's over peacefully."

"... sorry"

Something bothers me when I'm apologized.

"Mr. Yuzef asked me to help. Thank you."

"It's not enough to thank you. I was so frustrated that I just fought and sold it to my boss."

I'm not lying. I came really irritated.

"I wanted to sell the fight."

"If Sarah fights, the colonel dies."

"You can die like that."

"Here, here."

Instead of dropping out, you're in a military prison.

"So, what are we gonna do after all?

"What are we gonna do... rear security, right?

"What the hell is rear security?

Everyone turns to me somehow the moment Radek speaks his doubts. No, I'm not such a handy guy.

"I suppose we should obey the orders of the platoon commander."

"I thought you said something"

……

That being said, you're not ordered to do anything.

Um, well, I guess we're gathering information here on Stone Street.

"For now, look for a map of Laskino and someone familiar with the geography of Laskino"

"Why not?

"... I don't really want to say this, because it's probably going to be a city fight if it stays like this"

---

I'm not so thick-faced and shameless that I can say "can I borrow one soldier" right after I sell the fight to the colonel and face to face. So I talked to the captain and decided to find a militia from this city, or a veteran, with Radek because it's not about hanging out between the five of us.

And I found something interesting in the process.

"The Ostmarc Imperial Brave Army?

"Yes, the dwarf is Sergeant Helge Zeman of the 199th Special Regiment of the Ostmarc Empire!

Sergeant Zeman was Osama. Yeah, but I'm 15 years old, and I'm a lieutenant, and I'm not used to people twice as old being sergeants with lower ranks.

Even so, is Raskino becoming a multinational city? No, you talked about a corps of prostitutes coming out of every country.

"Uh. How long has Ostmarc been sending prostitutes?

"I'm sure it was more than 3,200 people"

Is it more or less the same as Silesia?

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Do you know anyone familiar with Laskino's geography?

"I'm a petty officer."

"Yes?"

"The officer is an exile from Laskino."

Masuka.

Thus began a strange pair of men's Laskino sightseeing (dating).