I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Looks like you made a move..."

"You're right."

Miles penetrated into the words of Lena and Pauline.

"There's, like," As planned... "or" Within assumptions, "or" Soldiers, like garbage! 'I need to say something... "

…………

You were depressed, weren't you, and three people seeing miles with jito eyes?

(Well, you must be deliberately shuddering...)

It was Mavis who thought so.

Apparently Mavis still didn't quite understand the organism 'Miles'.

"The letter is about to arrive."

Pauline shrugged.

Yes, the Miles had contacted soldiers of the Askham Army and entrusted them with a letter to the Commander.

Content reads: 'The Imperial Army has lost all supplies, including food, water. All future replenishments will also be disrupted. It prevented supplies from passing to the Imperial Army, and it was postponed'.

The sender's name is not written, but the soldier who delivered the letter will convey its appearance. Yes, the look of the silver-haired girl......

"So it's time to go!

"" "Oh!!

"... what?

"is a little water leaking from all the water barrels and now almost all the barrels are empty..."

The commander, who received reports from his men, was exasperated.

"What do you mean!

"is that the barrel hoops (but) are loose or the wood being combined is slightly shredded...... I didn't realize it when I drew it because it leaked twitching, not enough to tell immediately from the water..."

"So now that you're nearly half a day away from the river, you realize it!

No matter how many commanders yell at me, there's nothing I can do.

"... repair the barrel immediately and let him go get some water!

Reporting to the commander's orders, it seemed difficult for his men to say.

"Well, that's not like no artisan can retighten the hoops, each part is subtly shredded or cut in, and the amateur can reassemble and repair the parts..."

"So what am I supposed to do?

…………

My men, unanswered and silent.

It is useless to scratch hand-held containers other than barrels, that is, a handful of handkerchiefs, wooden dishes, etc. Drawing water from such a thing would only require very little, and within half a day of carrying it, it would all overflow. Besides, the container itself is only marginal. And such things, without having to ask, naturally the commander knew.

"... pick up the barrel immediately. If it were about barrels, we wouldn't have to go to our home country to collect them in the occupied territories. Of course, scratch as much food as you can. Seed or not, seed or potato, but it's all a sign. Because it's a natural duty for civilians to offer everything for a new ruler. Go!"

Originally, many barrels were taken away, and the barrels themselves were lacking. Then you just need to secure a large number of barrels. Empty barrels would make it possible to carry large quantities of barrels faster. The commander who thought so ordered his men to do so. And rushing out of the command curtain, the man in charge of supplies.

"Damn, how could this be, next to next..."

The bureaucrats around me looked pale.

Without anyone noticing, loosen many barrel hoops and sharpen trees. That too, in the heightened vigilance......

Indeed, not all supplies had already been lost, thus making the accumulation point with only empty crates and empty barrels a strict one. However, because the enemy could be in and out of the garrison freely, it was laying a rather strict security posture. In it, this is the case.

If the enemy is free to come and sharpen the barrel at any time.

Can we even scratch our own sleeping necks without anyone noticing? That too, very easily.

No matter how overwhelming the force you lead, if all command personnel are beheaded during the night.

... As much as I could imagine that, there were traitors among the soldiers of my own army who had made contact with their enemies, and it was still hundreds of times better to say what they did.

And the problem was, there were other things.

Each battalion gets along very poorly. No, it sucked.

Soldiers can fight with their lives on the battlefield and show their ability to cross strengths in the face of a hostile environment because they want to protect their country, their families. But more than that, the strong desire to protect our fellow fighters together and not to let them die is the greatest power.

That, in hunger and thirst, calls the other battalions of thieves, traitors, cowards. Now, you can't even get morale up.

We take our food, we talk about 'redistribution'. No, we say 'we were stolen' and we escape redistribution, enemy. Yes, taking food and water, the lifeline of others, is not a comrade of war. It is no longer an 'enemy'.

And those who recognized the soldiers of the other battalions as' enemies' soon expanded their subject.

other squadrons. Other platoons. Other detachments. And everyone but yourself, targeting the food and water you're supposed to get.

If you fight and die for your country with your trusted companions, you can be convinced.

But why should I starve to death for the thieves' scraps?

Waste of time. Dog dead.

And the people who survive stealing water and food go home alive and monopolize the handles.

Ridiculous. Who dies. I'll make sure you get back alive......

Soldiers who think so, they don't fight for real. Because I give my safety priority over defeating my enemies.

... Yes, people, call it 'weak soldiers'.

"Ooh..."

A letter delivered by a soldier who was letting him hit the guard on the outer edge of the garrison.

Juneau, an Askham commander, overflowed with blurring tears after reading that letter, which did not even mention the sender's name.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Juneau shouted out, surprised by what was going on.

"It is divine life! My Viscount Askham leadership is now under its command as a direct graduate unit of the Goddess! It is a divine army. From now on, we have become divine armies! Justice and divine will, and the patronage of the goddess, are with us!!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

There was a stormy cheer coming from among the soldiers in the leadership.

Commander Juneau is not the kind of man who incites with a clear lie. Everyone had heard that the goddess and her servants (servants) had retreated from the Imperial Army ambush a few days earlier.

... Lord Mabel came down as a goddess to protect the people.

And follow the goddess, the three servants.

I can win.

No, you have to win.

There is no forgiveness, such as the defeat of a divine army led by a goddess to evil.

Thus did the gods multiply.

"Then follow the life of the goddess and start the operation.

The Imperial Army lost all supplies, including water, food, and supplies, due to the divine punishment of the goddess. We retreat while disrupting enemy local procurement, waiting for their exhaustion and debilitation.

Only a small reconnaissance force or soldier acting alone will we fight. The goddess cares about the lives of her people, and you soldiers are one of them. It is unacceptable to die in vain. You got it!

"" "" "" "" Whoa, whoa!!

Rise again, the roar of the soldiers.

"Okay, so we retreat while hunting horned rabbits and orcs that are likely to be their food. Collect as many nuts and vegetables as you can. Okay, get ready to move!

The leadership began operations to withdraw the garrison.

"... that's why I want to temporarily keep all the food and barrels with the goddess. I'll pay you back later, and as it is, the Imperial Army will take everything away from you.

Do you really think that the Imperial Army, which has lost all its supplies, will leave seeds and seed potatoes or something for next year, thinking about all of you, the people of the enemy country? They take everything away, and on the contrary, personnel carrying supplies to the battlefield and women may also be demanded. Including the children who are still young......

Hide supplies and temporarily hide yourself in the mountains. Is there any damage done to everyone in the village as a result?

…………

It faces the border and circles a larger village, close to the main streets of Count Sethdor territory, which has already been defeated by the Imperial Army: 'Red blood is fine!' Four.

And to the small villages, the people of the villages who have finished persuading me have issued a decree. With the message 'Hide food and more, hide yourself'......

As for Askham territory, I leave it to the leadership. If you would have followed the written instructions I sent you, you would have done the same. I don't have an item box for miles, but I expect you to deal with that a lot.

And I said, "I like red blood! 'None of them doubted, either, that the leadership would obey the instructions.

Because Pauline's proposal had added this sentence to the end of the letter.

Juneau, protect Askham.

It was the work of the devil......