Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

Now the whole city of Gardina was full of noise somewhat different from normal times.

There are also images of Kingsguard dragonuts flying narrow skies, regular army units flying and aligning Gardina's flag marching busily down the boulevard, or beasts rushing out of their homes to rush to respond to collective orders.

Reinforcement dispatches to the Imperial Army during the fighting with Dinanto were approved by Parliament, and a few minutes later, the Kingsguards, who had received Georg's life, flew to the Regular Army, the Guard and the agricultural sector, where food had to be prepared. Of course, even those on holiday are no exception, and this is how Dragoneworth and the rest of them fly around the city and gather up to military personnel on holiday.

"At this rate, we can leave the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"... I know how good the Kingsguards are, but it's really convenient to be able to fly in the sky nonetheless. Preceding the transmission of orders, the transportation of supplies, and scouts, which are not very human."

"A few of them are flawed by balls. That said, we have to carry out or support every activity in those few, so if you do poorly, you may be busier than me. Especially now."

It is Oreg Molotov, commander of the Imperial Martial Corps, who is having a conversation on the terrace of the Capitol with Georg. Johann and Jill are also standing by armed. Oleg is unarmed, but they still don't seem to be going to relieve Oleg of his vigilance. I know very well from day to day that he is also a samurai in the corner. Regardless, that being said, it would almost put a question mark on Georg if he could even take one of his hand wounds, but that is irrelevant to Johann and others.

It is not good to have soldiers from other countries beside those who have sworn their absolute allegiance, even though they are in friendship. If anything happens, I'll stab you and kill you. Such temper seems to be conveyed. And even if you feel their temper like that, it may be proof that Oleg is still a samurai in the corner.

"Sometimes, we martial arts can forgive you for accompanying us in this first battle?

"Regardless. With me, your country is in the middle of a war, and I can't say no if you want me to."

"Thank you for your words, I know the joy of it all. However, I would like to apologize to you for this. We have to get our men to work fast."

"Oh, let's pay our enemies together and make peace in the southern lands"

"I understand. I'm sorry about this."

The three of them, who drop Oleg off from the spot, look down at the whole city again. The city is officially marked by the flag of the Red and White Dragon Star. Don't just say you can't miss the look, voice, and footsteps of the one who drops you off, the one who gets dropped off.

"… Your Excellency. I'm afraid it's time for me to get my troops together."

"Good. This time you are the High Commander of the Regular Army, both in honor and honor. Deposit our military power, all of it. Encourage efforts to achieve the best you can expect. That's it."

"Ha. I will definitely show it to your expectations. Now, if you'll excuse me."

After saying so much, Johann glanced at Jill and left as he said something. The two of us left, Jill and I, of course, are in a position to return to the army immediately. That's why the mouth that utters the word turns faster than usual in a hurry somewhere.

"My lord, now it is time for me to take up my duties as a staff officer, too, and to try not to disobey your expectations. So I'm not writing off the failure of the previous battle, etc. But..."

"Don't even say it. Jill, I'm not going to risk my life that hard. Don't look at yourself and your men's lives cheaply. If there is any scattering, let the enemy pay the price it deserves. That's all. However, if I dare to have words directed solely at you..."

I just leaned down a little bit after I said that, and without looking down at the city and turning towards her.

"He's coming home. Together in this city."

I just said.

"... Ha, ha! Then, my lord, I apologize for this too!

Without making an abbreviated salute and turning to her, who left early enough, Georg did so and became alone. There's something bitter about that look.

(Well... this time out, out of luck or out of vice...)

For him, engaging human forces was inevitable and inevitable. Gardina's military power. To show that number and quality out of the country and make you think that it is difficult to control Gardina by force.

However, in this troop outpost, the quality will not be indicative of the horn or quantity. Instead, he could be insulted as "a few, no matter how many soldiers you are". How much good would it do to enclose such fears but impose them?

But still, let the Empire alone deal with the new threat of Frungel, and in the unlikely event of defeat, that would be the worst case scenario. To avoid that, we should help in some way and keep it to a point where it is not a big loan.

Of course, I would never have crossed it if it would have won two countries against me alone. But given that Frungel is already turning to the defense at present, which is not yet in the offensive, that is also a thin expectation.

You can lose, you can still withdraw without anything to gain in peace.

The problem is that if Georg decides to be static about this war, whichever way the result leans, his heart attestation to Gardina from the Imperial side will be very poor.

In the first place, Gardina, no, I can't exaggerate to say that Georg is at the beginning of things. If you were looking at this war, at the plight of an empire caught up with nothing but me, it would be natural, too.

(… None at all)

I felt like I could hear the twilight crossing in his ears as he meditated his eyes as he pressed his sigh to death.