I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

"I can't really read the enemy's aim. I think the Denzels are about to notice that we're out of the fort... but when we put up a tent, build a tent formation, and they leave..."

"I have a feeling it's a trap for sure"

Ning Lo, I can't think of anything else. If you answer that with a glimpse of the shadow that you have clearly seen across the Great Plains, oh, and the voice of consent falls from the top.

"... let's send the Knights to reconnaissance. The rest of you wait here."

"Isn't it dangerous to stop without knowing what the enemy is after?

"That's true, but this place is plain and promising. It should still be safer than going straight to the enemy line. When we get back to the leadership, can the left-wing soldiers contact the captain of the Paranquez squad to prepare for the protection of the Syls and their pursuit, as planned?

When I heard about the Paranquez squad, I remembered about the deputy commander earlier and my sinister thoughts crept up.

There is no point in those who do not listen when contacted.... In that case, it's on the other side that it's hard to get back to the fort later as an order violation.

Inevitably, the crime of disrespect due to the difference in identity will also be raised, and will that vice-president of the white beard be able to live in the fortress of the castle of Yugfena?

"Okay."

I push and wrap my floating emotions and doubts and nod. Then his body floated with his hands plugged aside again.

"Good boy. Be careful."

A terribly merciful whisper falls softly at the end. He was brought back to the front of an apprentice soldier who did not rely on his horse.

When he rushes to take the reins, the horse gently floats his forefoot and hisses.

I snatched a glimpse of Elgnard as he pressed it in and turned his horsehead to the left.

He wasn't looking at this one anymore.

I ran a horse to the head of the Paranquez squad. The central army, slipping through, has already stopped moving, and the soldiers in the front right-wing rear row are perplexed to ask how it is going.

"Is the captain of the Paranquez team here?"

Earlier, the deputy captain left the line and came to the Cardiac Land Army, so he took the lead thinking it would be the captain in command of the march, but it was the deputy captain of the White Beard who was there. The vice president laughs at me and asks me what happened.

"Master Elgnard ordered a moratorium. Stop the army. And then, where's the captain?

Captain, we're headed for the Cardiac army.

"What?"

I overheard the unexpected name coming up. What can I do for you, Captain of the Paranquez Squad?

A man's floating grin distorts maliciously only for a moment.

"The captain saw Viscount Cardia heading somewhere earlier. I guess there's someone who can take command, and I'm on my way to serve as Viscount's understudy. Anyway, when it comes to the Cardiac army, it's famous for its fallen ranks."

…………

The despicable harm of letting the child be delighted with his heart was a clear word. To that ugliness, I don't even want to be involved anymore.

"I think incompetence is better than an army commanded by incompetence that doesn't make good or bad decisions."

Paul, who put him in the back, openly said so. I can't stand the fact that it's about to erupt into a lot of words.

The unpleasant grin behind the vice captain's white beard instantly pulled in.

"Become..."

"It's a good thing you're not in the Cardians' Army, because you're a child, and you're not smart enough to have fun with your nobility, and you're not a hobbyist enough to play."

I told myself, Paul didn't hesitate to laugh at his unleashed irony. Maybe there's tension in the first line.

I'm not even willing to deal with the vice president with a bright red face any more, and I'll do the horse's reins. The horse that just ran out slipped right next to the deputy commander easily.

I decided not to look at the deputy commander's arm, which was raised slightly at a very slow reaction rate. It's also annoying to think about what you were going to do with that arm.

Now, what are the leaders doing? It is the captain and the captain who keep the man there as his deputy. I have an idea of what kind of person you are.

"I'm sorry, I stuck my own mouth in the hall's story"

Leaving the Palanquez squad, Paul behind apologized for his disrespect. There is already no strange tension, like the one I laughed at earlier flying through the painful irony.

"Good. I thought it was dirty to talk."

Setting aside a beat, Paul chuckled as he shrugged.

"That's what the Hall thinks, isn't it? I knew you were more grown-up than me."

At the beginning of the line of leaders, Gunter was doing a strangely clever thing about marching on someone yelling at him.

"That's why I can't follow your discretionary judgment! I'm sure the marching commander said I gave Viscount Cardia an immediate favor!

"What are you fussing about, Gunter"

Hold your ears to Gunter's compelling anger and speak up.

"... oh, dear Hall. I came back to the right place. Will you boob this guy?"

Gunter's face, turned around, was full of frustration. It is something that a low-boiling Günter did not often beat up his opponent. He weighed himself in circumstantially.

"Oh, Viscount Cardia. Are you back?"

From the other side of Gunter, the moment I hear that voice cheerfully manipulated to the point where it doesn't suit the field, Gunter's face is glorified. Over that shoulder, I saw a magnificent man with a face reminiscent of a reptile. I'm captain of the Paranquez squad.

"... Gunter, Master Elgnard gave me a stop order. Stop the soldiers."

If you order Gunter to do so, ignoring the familiar talk, Gunter shook his head and put up his sword, for Christ's sake. The captain moves his gaze with Kyoro Kyoro.

"March, stop!

A subsequent soldier stops perfectly. Even the Chaldeans are small in number. As long as you know on your own, control is easy.

The captain who came here to give him the low command of the Cardiac army looked at it with such a boring look.