"Thank you, help me!
The captain-like man of the soldiers who came running told us.
"My name is Richter Strahm!
He was a long-lasting young man. When I was old, I was younger than me. Wouldn't it be 20 or so yet? He looks like a good person.
Richter was a relatively minor injury among the soldiers. Next to what he's talking about, his men are giving first aid in the medical kit.
"Are those the enemy's Lizardmans?
I wiggle the Lizardman with my chin, where Philbs is falling.
"Yes."
"That's crazy...... You're not the one with the main unit in formation. How did you get here?"
"We're separate teams."
"Separate team?"
"It's a small unit prepared apart from the main unit. So, the main unit was ordered to storm before proceeding."
"In that number?... ha-ha."
Philbs says, as he perceived something.
"That was tough."
"So, as I was told, I provoked the Lizardmans, but you're too strong - I decided to back off because I didn't think I could support this. If I ran away desperately, I'd come all the way to such a battlefield. I've got you all involved."
"Ma, we were safe, and you guys were safe. Isn't that all right?
"It would help if you could say that!
Richter opened his mouth at the border as his men finished their first aid.
"Then we have a mission! We're going back to the battlefield!
"No, you don't want it. Follow us."
and so on, Philbs says.
"Huh!? But..."
"There's no point in heading to the battlefield right now."
And, Tong, and I got Richter's chest.
"I guess you're young and your sense of purpose wins - take a good look. Your men are exhausted, the limit. The initial disturbance (teasing) was accomplished. Your work is done."
I see my men. Richter's face is filled with distress. My men nodded back to encourage such a captain.
I'm sure he's liked by his men.
A soldier from the escort coughed.
"Philbs, I have a position."
"Well, I'm sorry. Then add these guys to the escort. It turns out this isn't a safe place. That's just not enough for the two of us. It's a monster that endures a college teacher's fireball-- you don't want to die, either, do you?
The soldiers of the escort were also silenced when they said so.
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It was at dusk that we reached our headquarters.
After sending us in, the soldiers of the escort left for the office.
Richter and the others broke up with us to report back to the army.
"Thank you for your concern. From now on, I will refine so that I can see more around you as captain!
With that said, the Rihildt youth left with his men.
"We're going to say hello to the great people of the sorcerers. Follow me."
That's what I'm gonna say and walk out. Philbs walks out.
All I could hear from around me was a floating voice. The soldiers were in a good mood to drink and sing songs.
Apparently, it was an amazing victory.
"Even though you're young, it's a big deal, this time the Admiral!
"No, I want to follow that guy for the rest of my life!
I compliment him on his good mood.
I wondered who the hell it was.
Kukuku, and after laughing, Philbs continued.
"It's a lot of stuff. It's a big one, but... you're a thin lover."
"What do you mean?
Laura asks.
"I just met you, Richter. They're abandoned pawns."
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Laura opens her eyes and breathes.
"It's a maneuver that feels like we have tons of abandoned pawns like Rihiltkun to stir up the Lizardman formation and then head into the main unit. Simple, but not bad because Lizardman is an idiot"
"Oh no! You have to make less sacrifices -!"
"There are many human beings in the main unit who have been liked by the sons of high-ranking aristocrats and - indeed - dignitaries of the kingdom. You can't let them die. I also have to make him stand up for it. I don't care. I'm putting him in danger."
"But Richter has a family name, and he's a nobleman, right?
To Laura's words, Philbs laughed mischievously.
"That's Stram... a name I wouldn't ask. Poor baron or not there who is just a nobleman at best. They're easier to use than civilians. Because you're noble, you have loyalty to your country, and you work like a carriage horse for a poor house."
Laura silenced with a sad look on her face.
I'll open my mouth instead.
"Philbs, you see a lot of things, don't you?"
I was impressed by listening to you.
I didn't take that personally except for the magic arrow.
Philbs laughed thinly.
"Maybe it's because of my long relationship with Carlisle. He's a twister who only reads in the back. I got used to it, too."
So Philbs laughed at me.
"You could get along longer with Carlisle, too. You might miss your old honesty."
I've had a long time with that court magician.
What does that mean?
While talking to others, I reached Philbs' aspirational position as a group of magicians.
"We are inaugurated today, the faculty teacher Philbs and two students Alberto and Laura. This brings me under command."
He greeted the old sorcerer, who Philbs would be at the head of the sorcerers group in the back of a briefly assembled building.
"I expect"
The old magician nodded small.
That's all I said. Apparently, the practice is being handled by other people, and Philbs was to talk to that person.
"I'll explain to you guys later, so go back to your quarters first."
That's why Laura and I went out on our own.
"Isn't that Mr. Alberto and the others? I see you again, don't I?
Standing there was Richter, who had just broken up.