Legend

"Ha, ha, ha..."

A soldier man looking around with some incredible eye while roughing his breath.

Next to it is the figure of a colleague who had fought the Warcraft soldiers together until earlier.

"Hey.... Why did they suddenly disappear?

It must have been an extra fierce battle. He was a soldier asking as he breathed, but the man sitting on the ground next to him while he breathed was just saying it was a hassle to talk, shutting up and shaking his neck to the side.

Seeing such a colleague, the soldier's man was largely aware of why the Warcraft soldiers had retreated.

The magic of the flames that went up in the sky. The Warcraft soldiers who saw it instantly stopped fighting and retreated. Nor is it one or two. All the Warcraft soldiers around.

(Well, otherwise I'd be dead too)

I look around again as I breathe.

Initially nearly 100 soldiers existed, including myself, but fewer than 10 survive now. A few. Only a few Warcraft soldiers were dealt this much damage. In fact, even for the Warcraft soldier the man was confronting earlier, I am certain that I would have died if the battle had continued for the next few minutes or so. On the contrary, it helped me in that state, so I was only grateful to the person who unleashed something like a signal informing me of my earlier withdrawal, and I had no desire to hold a grudge.

"Phew...... anyway, I managed to survive. That's all right, right?

You finally settled down, a man who was sitting on the ground whining without telling anyone, and the man and the survivors around him nodding in agreement.

"But the damage was huge, too."

At the end of that gaze, the bodies of the soldiers being mutilated by the torso are rolling.

What the men were fighting for was a warcraft soldier like a mixture of crabs and humans. The upper body is covered in crab crusts, swords and spears have no effect whatsoever, and the twins of their arms cut off the soldiers easily. Those who ate the bubbles that were thrown out of their mouths were slowed down by the poison, and beaten to death with sturdy wax without being able to avoid attack.

It was such a warcraft soldier the man was fighting for, but there were other warcraft soldiers with scales growing all over his body while holding the dog's face, or the appearance of warcraft soldiers like beetles and human-matched children. I think the man stings that we must have been lucky because we survived fighting such an opponent.

That's how a soldier's man thinks, and a few knights on a military horse show up.

"... is this the only survival here? What about the commander?

To the words of the knight who opened his mouth, he calms down with Sin.

"What's up? There's no commander in this unit?

On another inquiry, the soldier's man, who saw no one around him open his mouth, just opens his mouth when he can't help it.

You can't keep your mouth shut all the time, and more importantly, you can't piss off a knight.

"Well, the Commander was hit by enemy monsters in battle..."

"... well. You heard something nasty. But then who was in command of the battle?

Fighting a Warcraft soldier without a commander is nearly impossible first. To the question of the knight who decided so, the sight of the soldiers present on the spot is directed at the soldiers whose commanders told them that they had died in battle.

He was the first man to open his mouth when this place came to a paragraph.

"Uh, yes. That's me."

A soldier who, among the surviving soldiers, is turned to the gaze of those other than himself, and is even looked upon by a knight, opening his mouth as he perceived it.

"Then you wrap these guys up. The rendezvous point is ahead. Those scattered throughout this battlefield are to be gathered there to restructure their troops.... Rest assured, it's only until the assembly point that we can wrap up the troops. Once the troops are restructured, a decent commander will lead the troops"

To the words of the knight, the soldier exhales unexpectedly in relief.

In fact, even though I was told that I had commanded the troops and dived through this battle, it was almost as close as I could get, so I couldn't help it either.

The soldiers were not educated as commanders in the first place, so that was natural in a way.

"Okay. I'll be right there."

"Right. It is true that both of those creatures withdrew, but it is completely unclear what will happen next. It will depend on Count Arius's judgment..."

While the words were cloudy, the knight's words included that there was no doubt that he would go on offense.

I guess I understood its inclusion. The soldiers stand up in an unexpected sigh.

Our position is only that of soldiers. It would also be possible to disprove that order if you were a nobleman, but such an imitation would not have been possible if the heavens and the earth had been turned upside down. In other words, all we could do, being soldiers, was pray that at least we had a competent commander at our assigned location, and that we would manage to survive this war safely according to that commander.

"Anyway, hurry up and meet me. I have to speak to the others who are scattered around the battlefield."

Tell him so, and he leaves with the other knights on a military horse.

Dropping off the hindsight, the soldiers also use the strength they regained with some rest and get up.

The soldier's man, who was told to lead the people around him, prayed to hit a decent commander anyway... that he would be officially appointed as commander of this unit at the assembly point, and even more so that similar soldiers would be assigned as subordinates, after all the soldier's man's wishes would not be fulfilled.

But the troops led by this man will survive this war without even one dead man. As a result, a soldier's man who should have just been pressed into command would be evaluated, taken up by the upper ranks of the army, and eventually awarded the Baron position. In addition, when they became barons, the ministers said that many of them had been subordinates in this war.

"Count Arius, are you okay?"

Arius laughs with her nose without returning her words to the person who came to her voice in the wind saying how worried she was.

A nobleman, voiced in that attitude, distorts his cheek only uncomfortably for a moment, but immediately erases it and opens his mouth again.

"You were very surprised by the raid earlier. I had to act aggressively, at my own discretion, to prevent any further enemy reinforcements from coming from my surroundings... but since I was alert to my surroundings, it seems that the Bestian Imperial Army could not send any more reinforcements than that either"

It was that word that could only be said to be too glamorous, but Arius silences the words of the aristocracy without saying anything.

Of course Arius has not forgotten that the nobility in front of him was the one who fled first when the Warcraft soldiers showed up. But since the house of the man in front of him is the same Count house as his own, and even more so is more powerful than his own, he could not imitate it in this place.

The only thing Arius can do is not give the aristocracy, who is precisely in front of him, a position to put his hand in this war.

(Damn, if Non has the power... at least something that can be punished in this place if it is in Marquis status)

He pushes and kills the inner teeth bite and silences the noble excuse without giving it to his expression.

Siminar looked at Arius like that with a bitter smile.

However, the place where Siminar is located is much more central than when Ray was called... near Arius. This, of course, included Arius' idea that he had joined the battlefield, and that he was different from the other nobles because he didn't escape in that situation.

Most importantly, if it were a siminar, the general would lose if it was discussed, so it was only natural for us to fight to protect him.

Because of the number of nobles who were unable to do so naturally and scattered, Siminar's ratings were relatively high.

When Siminar smiles without thinking about his position, he realizes that the soldiers and nobles surrounding him are bothering him.

I guess that was the same for Arius. Looking around with an astonishing face... the soldiers who were surrounding us split left and right as if they could crack, creating a single path.

"Everybody's safe, more importantly."

It was Arla, who is also the leader of the Knights of Guardianship, who showed up as she told him so, to Elaine, who, as usual, creates an atmosphere of Rin. And it was Ray. Elaine's shoulder naturally has the appearance of a yellow, but not Seto. It was impossible to bring the nobles here for the reason that they could threaten Griffon.

That look...... especially when the chest of Siminar, who saw Elaine, sounds so strong that her thin, thin face stains red. Siminar unwittingly laughs at herself when she realizes that, she whines inside.

(I don't know, this. I didn't know you were going to fall in love with General Princess)

Even if it's a siminar, I've been to a whorehouse with my friends and men as a nobleman. Of course, it was a place called the luxury whorehouse for the wealthy, starting with the aristocrats. I understood what situation I was in right now just because I was also experiencing the imitation of love there.

(Even if I, the King, put my thoughts to the Princess General, it won't come true first. Well, it's transient anyway. You'll be gone soon.... I hope it disappears)

I open my mouth first among those who are shaking their heads small and hardened, even as I am confused by my own chest, which growls gradually as I look at Elaine, and by myself wanting to talk to Elaine.

Of course, the others were trying to speak up to Elaine. But those who fled first had no choice but to silence themselves with a cold gaze directly from Elaine when they tried to open their mouths, and the nobles who were fighting with Arius were pushed into Elaine's stature to say thank you.

If I had tried those people, I would have been jealous, but thankful, that Siminar opened his mouth first.

Lord Elaine, thank you for your help earlier.

"Lord Siminar? Looks like you're safe, too. Should I say that we were able to fight each other by ourselves against Warcraft soldiers?"

"No, I'm not. As a matter of fact, that plant lady did me a favor.... Well, I'd like to talk a little more, but I have to decide what I'm going to do. Count Arius, what are you going to do now?

To the words of Siminar, those around him return to me and turn their gaze to the Earl of Arius.

Arius was the only aristocrat in the nobility who was on this occasion who was not under pressure by Elaine, but naturally opens his mouth to Siminar's inquiry.

"It is true that we were ambushed by the main force. But it is also true that we repelled it, and at the same time it is also true that we are now pushing the Bestian Imperial Army on the front line. So here we go all at once."

"That's right! We defeated the ambush squad! Then it should be possible to destroy the Bestian Imperial Army!

"I agree with Count Arius. Let's get our troops ready immediately."

"If it takes time to regroup your troops, don't you miss the chance to win? Then just the people who can move first..."

"Don't be stupid! Whatever, I can't do that! The enemy's ambush has drained this unit considerably. At the very least, we need to regroup the troops without commanders to rebuild their power..."

The words of Count Arius are wrapped up in the opinion that all the nobles present on the spot will agree to embark on a full-scale offensive. That's when.

"Shouldn't you stop?

Words out of Elaine's mouth enter the ears of the wonderful and noisy Kings.

"... Lord Elaine, what did you just say?

Amongst such kings, Count Arius turns his strong gaze to Elaine, who wants to outperform his defect of surprise attack on the main force.

That gaze no longer has the color of gratitude for saving my crisis. More than that, it had turned into a gaze to eliminate the person who would stand in the way of me mentioning the handle.

But, naturally, there's no way Elaine would be scared to look at me like that.

"No more fighting, I said. The purpose of our Royal Mireana Army should only be to stop the invasion of the enemy. If so, I wonder if I have served my purpose."

"No, Noon doesn't think so. Try to return the Bestian Imperial Army safely. They're gonna invade us in the near future, aren't they? We need to do as much damage as we can here to prevent it."

"... even if you look at the strength of Warcraft soldiers, you still think you can say that? We have succeeded in exiting the flash, but more than half of the Warcraft soldiers are still safe. There won't be any more factors preventing you from coming out on the front line than you've exposed yourself to the crowd."

Elaine's words are annoyed by the nobles around her.

Originally, the royal nobles fled to each of them, seeing the strength of the Warcraft and how different they were. When I was told there was a possibility of fighting that opponent again, I could say it was weirder not to get upset. No, Ning Lo, I can tell you that Arius, who hasn't even disturbed as many shards in this situation, or Siminar, who is in love with what Elaine looks like, is more special.

"Unfortunately, Noon doesn't think so. Lord Elaine would have seen the alienation of the Warcraft, too, wouldn't you? Even for the Bestian Imperial Army, I don't think the soldiers on the front line will see the Warcraft soldiers as compatriots. Perhaps using a Warcraft soldier would be limiting."

(Things like Flash leading Warcraft soldiers and acting as guerrilla troops)

While anticipating inside, he opens his mouth again making sure that the upset of the nobles around him fits into his words.

"And unfortunately, the Commander-in-Chief of the Royal Mireana Army is in charge. Therefore, we will not change our policy. The information in here tells me that enemy front units have already joined the main force in a total collapse. You can't miss this opportunity. Therefore, an all-out offensive shall be carried out"