Helping with Adventurer Party Management

As a conclusion of the meeting, the raid was to have a daylight period the following day.

If it gets dark, this one with few human beings at night will be disadvantaged, and more likely to get away with it.

Besides, the flow of gathering farmers to earn money in the morning and then dispatching them to suspicious farmers is more natural and less likely to leak secrets as a procedure.

"It could end up empty in the first place."

"Really?

Sarah tilted her neck.

"I think he's likely here. But it's only a conclusion on the desk, and it could have been there a few days ago, but not now."

"So, do you want to go check it out now?

Paperino floats his hips. Apparently, I can't tolerate an event that is personally uncertain.

"No. We are amateurs when it comes to reconnaissance. If you move poorly, they'll notice you're rejected."

The opponent is also a lurking professional with his main hips. I've never made him realize he existed before, so I don't even think he'd easily tail out where he's done something from now on.

"There's no operation based on 100% reliable intelligence gathering in the first place, is there? Kilik."

"Right. Nevertheless, I have heard that it is the role of the head of the regiment to make decisions."

fog on the battlefield, there is the word. There is little on the battlefield or in reality to be able to make decisions with their information fully known. But among other things, the leader has to make a decision.

Money is poured into improving intelligence-gathering capabilities, and leaders are praised for their qualities.

"Well, where I failed, there's no damage. We'll just have a new field of beans to cultivate."

However, specific damage does not occur where the raid ends empty-handedly on this decision.

Just a little more rent and a field of beans.

"What would you do if you weren't there?

Answer Sarah's questions as she closes her eyes and organizes her thoughts.

"There are two possibilities. lurking elsewhere, or once you've retreated"

"Is there any chance you could get away with it?

"If humans had reconnaissance who could understand the logic of things properly, they would understand as much as how difficult it would be to steal a printing press from a deputy's mansion or kidnap Gorgogo and secretly carry him out. Not surprisingly, once you retreat and try to rebuild your posture."

"Rebuild your attitude, what do you do?

"There are also two possibilities: one doesn't fit for the price, he gives up. As far as I'm concerned, I hope so."

"What's the other possibility?

"They attack me in adult numbers. Enough to drop this valet mansion."

Answer with your necks clasped, and silence will descend upon them all again.

Even I don't want to make ominous prophecies with a hobby.

However, when you narrow down the possibilities, there are cases (scenarios) where that happens.

"... I'll contact the captain tomorrow morning in Ichi"

"Oh, do that"

The meeting closed with a statement to the effect that Kilik's regiment would be contacted as soon as possible.

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It's been a long time since I've held a sword.

Pull out the long sword in the courtyard of the mansion, which is getting a little dark.

Although this long sword is not particularly so-called, I have chosen a lighter sword with a slightly longer pattern to use.

Right hand up, left hand at the top of the pattern.

Swing slowly over your head with the intention of swinging on one side of your left hand, swinging down quickly at the same time as stepping in your right foot.

Link your shoulders to your spine to your hips so that you squeeze your hands together.

When the sword swings properly, my whole body feels squeezed.

Paired with breathing, swing as slowly as you can for a few dozen seconds breathing in, and as slowly as possible exhaling down.

That's just ten times.

That's all the sweat coming out of my whole body.

Do you have stiff shoulder muscles or do you hear cockroaches? When you are aware of swinging in the right position, you can see how your normal self is bent spine and has no force in your lower abdomen.

"It's been all desk work these days, so..."

It reminds me of when I was an adventurer as I slowly regarded the shape of my sword as I unraveled my body.

Though I used to do Kendo there until high school in the original world, I couldn't get used to a sword with a real blade, something I struggled with a lot at first.

Sarah called out as she struggled to remind her body of her old senses somehow.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Kenji wave his sword."

"Right. I haven't done anything wrong since I left my leg."

The left leg injury, which caused him to quit the adventurer, was completely healed by the magical treatment of Priest Nicolo.

Now there is no obstacle to walking, but the memories of injuries stained with the body are hard to erase.

I think I got a little used to walking.

"Does Sarah not have to practice her bow?

"I hunt birds sometimes."

Oh, my God. Sarah seems to be hunting for birds with short bows targeting crops in the field.

"Speaking of which, sometimes the bird roasted came out for dinner. Was that Sarah hunting?"

"Something I've taken since I was a little girl. When you're hungry, you get birds."

That's amazing. Born archers on boulders are different from their minds.

It's not the same modern man who forgets how to swing a sword when he gets a little rich.

"Hey Kenji, if you're scared, you don't have to do it, do you? Kenji is already a deputy."

"That's not going to happen. I can't even hold my sword. You can't bring the peasants forward, can you? Don't worry, you won't get hurt."

I thought that would be the end of the conversation, and Sarah would stack it up and give me a push.

"I hope I missed it, didn't I? In a few days, the swordtooth soldiers will be here. And I'll shoot you in the back with my bow."

I appreciate you seriously worrying about me, but Sarah's coming with me, and I usually wonder if her worrying role is the other way around.