"So you don't mind if they engage the enemy Gungel in a front-line unit?
"That would be nice. In view of your ability to fight simulated battles, I know that you will be able to return alive and take the head of an enemy general."
While the King and the heavy towns around him were currently in a meeting, I was watching the situation without any particular mouth pinch.
Mizette was about to make a point to the conference attendees at times, but I'm making her stop.
Because the content of this meeting is mostly the final confirmation of what we discussed beforehand, and the fact that it is a mixture of them has nothing to do with good or bad operations.
There will be no problem when it comes to aristocratic political performance to prevent the push for responsibility from occurring by unanimously agreeing.
Therefore, it is better to do this here or tomorrow, even if it is true, it will be an extra favor.
So we're going to have to take part in this operation meeting, but we're going to have to hear about it in a way that's kind of like a briefing on the operation that they've been deciding on.
"Yeah, we don't mind either. Now, let's get lost in the front line and storm the enemy line."
No problem because I originally intended to do so.
I just haven't told them, but I'm not going to follow the instructions as they are.
From the beginning, my aim was not to take the head of the enemy general, but to stop this war and frustrate the aggressors' ambitions.
If so, it is not so important that either Arborest vs. Gungel win, and we must find out who is in command of this war and persuade or kill them to solve the problem.
It has a mark.
That's because those who wear the same collar that Sie used to wear are the invaders from other worlds, not this one.
Anyway, this collar is a magic prop, and it seems to have a communication function.
There will be no attempt to give it to the people of this world.
That was the end of the operation meeting, and we were just assigned to the unit.
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And a few more days later.
After all the preparations, I was assigned to a squad of knights and soldiers to the front line, and the move began.
We have already marched to a critical point bordering the other country, where we are now taking a break in preparation for tomorrow in a camp near the border.
Looking back around, fully-equipped adventurers, mercenaries, soldiers and knights are turning back, but basically, they seem to have control.
Well, whatever the adventurer is, I guess he understands that the battlefield is everyday when it comes to mercenaries and soldiers, and that the chain of command is the great Mr. Knight.
We also participate as such a great person now, but the new American setting makes it quite friendly from all around.
"Whoa! Knight's lady, you were handy yesterday! Besides, I don't know if your beastly slave is that capable...... What do you say, you give me 200 gold coins or something?
"You can't. Two hundred pieces of gold doesn't make any connection."
"Gahahahahaha! Well, I'm just saying. I didn't expect you to give it to me. Besides, I'm easier to solo."
and so much so that I interact with half the jokes like this.
By the way, the guy who came with this voice is a big man named Jobs, a solo mercenary, who has raised various martial arts so far with the blow of a great sword he left to his powers?
I just don't care if he says it's martial arts, and if he starts out simply because mercenary operations make good money to live, when he realizes it, he's stronger and he manages to come to such a front-line shithole.
He doesn't look tough like a bear, he's a pretty good guy, so he's a good conversationalist on the move.
By the way, I guess my manners are talking about the repulsion of the Güngel soldiers who attacked me the other day during the camp, and my return on the assassin.
I don't know where the information came from, but Gungel, who knew about this march, was still sending assassins, and quite a few of them lurked around.
Well, even if it's hand-worked, it's human.
The Bibili Monster senses that the strongest red leaves can afford to break through existence, and that was gained by me and Mizette killing instantly.
It would also be significant that Shie had strained strangely at that time, summoning Deus to unbind him.
Seemed like a summons or just asking Deus to destroy his enemies.
I won't give in because I said it was a summons.
And the reaction around seeing it is that Shie seemed to be using the mysterious Spirit to slaughter the assassin.
It is the mysterious Spirit of metallic appearance that is in service, but it seems that this slave of the Dog Beast has spread with the realization that he is amazing enough to serve such a rare Spirit.
Therefore, I was given a glimpse, and Jobs told me if he would give me half the joke.
I guess the goal was to get Jobs to turn me down, a powerful mercenary, so I don't have to get my hands around him.
He's a surprisingly good caretaker.
"Maybe, Noon, you handy?
"Oh, well done, Red Leaf. Let's do extra rice balls."
"Hehe..."
I get a rice balls and stroke the red leaves that are stinging with me.
Well, if there was this guy who could dive through even the sensing of Kyouo, the subgod of the Earth, there would be no such thing as being wary while deceiving the eyes of the demon gods of the other world.
It is reassuring for the moment.
The problem is more than that......
"Hmm. The eagle is a noble seae that houses the Spirit of the End. You can do it, kid."
"Whoa, that's good, dog girl!
"You're a genius!
"... um, more praise. Say it again. The eagle is a noble seae, a child who can do it if he does"
and so forth, and is a sheer repeated mysterious speech as he rides up on the stage in the center of the camp.
I don't know what the hell I want to do, but I can't stop because I look so satisfied, and I'm fucking serious about appealing to you to be the kid I can be.
What the hell is this kid up to......
The mystery only deepens.