... this is what the plan to raid Ellis' capital was all about. The following is a recap of the operational meeting:

"We will begin the raid on Ellis first at dawn tomorrow. This operation is all a matter of discretion between you and me, and from the perspective of the enemy invasion operation, this will be our last meeting, so we decided to behave in a big way at this time. It's my treat, isn't it?

Me and you, Weegraff says, but his identity and mine are so different that it should be practically his own discretion. I see. Instead of reporting to the palace, I don't even have time to talk to the commander-in-chief who is in Di Lo Phee, so it's definitely arbitrary.

"Each of the werewolf dragons going to Ellis will be asked to take a bag filled with oil for about two to three adults and set fire to the soldiers' waiting facilities and Ellis' lord's castle. I'm going to stir up my eyes with the wind of a werewolf dragon and make it as big a fire as I can."

... Ha, that would certainly behave a lot as long as it was done. I am somewhat convinced that Elgnard will be the reason for such a calm, refreshing and refreshing conversation of the operation. And now I know that the distant cause that made me notorious for moving on the battlefield using him as an example was in the former ops staff in front of me.

Although it would certainly be an act of soliciting permission from a senior nobleman to carry out raids on enemy cities, there is no clear legal risk that the operation will be set up and moved exclusively by me and Yugfena personnel. I am certain that I will be blamed for arbitrariness, but I will not have to cause any further trouble because the King's army has not bitten. Worst case scenario is that I borrowed a Yugfena soldier and did it alone.

Even with some reproach, I will thoroughly frustrate the enemy forces and let them shake their heads vertically to the Treaty of Reconciliation this time, without a doubt. I think everyone involved in this war is sorry for any further trouble or exhaustion.

... No more anger at Mefri for showing Kyoujun, but that fight in the basement where a child brought in with questioning patterns from another country was treated as a bomb and Claudia was badly injured was definitely putting blood on my head. It's not like Denzel people had anything better to think about than they did.

"After you set fire to Ellis and let him know that you had come to Ellis, you left immediately and traveled to Di Lo Phee. After that, the other three dressed as Uncle Cardia will scatter Ellis into confusion and fear. By the time you're on the battlefield of the River Tavé, you'll be hearing screams from Ellis..."

Are you saying that I came out there to cause further confusion?

"You're definitely doubling your fear, I'm looking forward to it. Now for the next operation about the attack on the fleet…"

Weegraf, who continued his conversation at a grim pace, turned his gaze to Mefri, who once cut the words, remained sitting heavily in the corner of the room.

"Let's give you a lot of work to do right now so you don't have much trouble after the war."

You're gonna have to work at least to fix the walls, right? and to a wee graph leaning down his calf, Mefri shook his neck vertically and again in silence.

The werewolf dragon also of course has similar properties to the wolf. If you're going to give me an example, it's physical strength that makes me wonder if I can keep running indefinitely, as if I don't know how tired I am.

... Someday someone laughed bitterly that you were the only one who could do that, but I turned back to Fort Di Lo Phee by myself while I took a nap on the back of Vedwoka, who kept running and flying away from people's signs.

Wait inside Di Lo Fee until we have a signal to start the next operation. Weegraff seems to be contacting me, not to let my enemies understand my presence, and as a soldier in the Cardiac Lord's Army who was traveling and coming while I was burning Ellis, he meets with a hood on his cheeky face.

He is gently overheard about Claudia and Mefli, and after receiving a report on the war situation he heard, he is surrounded by ancient Ginseng soldiers as he heads to the dining room to eat.

Tsari, as it used to be, and if I had been stuck in my mouth eating like an apprentice soldier who was supposed to feed my English because it was a war, it would have seemed that even those who entered the leadership in the last few years, as opposed to other army humans, could not recognize me as Count Cardia.

"Look, eat this too, Tsari"

"... no, that's enough. You eat so much, you break your belly before you go to war."

"What are you talking about, eating and fishing for what we don't know the most about you? Break your stomach!

"Belly tolerance would be a different story."

I don't think it's ever been possible to interact with them like this in the last few years, when the number of soldiers has grown, while having a crappy exchange.

I didn't realize it because the conversation with Theomel and Gunter didn't change a bit, but most of them are not talking directly to them as a soldier, even though they are cavalry troops.... thinking about the new soldiers, I guess they didn't talk to me themselves.

I feel nostalgic as if I was back when I spent time in the barracks as an apprentice soldier. And in that corner, I felt painful to be squeezed tight.

This atmosphere reminds me of when Camille was there without refusing.

I make this pain exactly an oily crumb.

It'll be just fine before the war.