Two days after the decision was taken to withdraw from the buffer zone.
We, the members of the Second Princess SS of the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion, were all about to make our return to Leitaki.
The citizens of Leitarki have already been told of their victory in the buffer zone, and we are greeted in a state like a half-trial parade.
The town and the base are separated, so the citizens came all the way out of the city to welcome us.
I guess coming back in a little line of wounded soldiers in addition to us and carriage carriages to carry supplies in the future, so that went hand in hand with the parade.
This one also waves back at the citizens who come waving with a sunny smile.
The soldiers, who were weary expressions when they returned, also had a soothing expression thanks to this welcome.
After all, being appreciated can be the best medicine.
As a service to the citizens who welcomed me, I gently circle around the outer walls, other than the wounded soldiers, so that all those who are out there can see the soldiers, before entering the base.
The wounded soldiers were immediately transported to the treatment center and the supply squad went straight to the warehouse.
I'll follow the instructions to store the fuselage in the hangar.
Some of the hangars say they're in operation, and they seem to be paying for all the fuselage.
With a little lonely hangar as a garan, I put the fuselage into the hanger while paying attention to the position of Grondiarepesh (Sword Feather).
Where his shoulder was locked, he cut the generator and stepped out of the fuselage.
"Phew, when I put it in the hangar, don't feel like you're back"
Is it like parking in a parking lot at home and exhaling in a ho?
Somehow I feel safe.
Sometimes an open-air parking lot is called a battlefield, and it always leaves some tension in your mind. I can't feel like I left it to you.
down to Tallap and using the catwalk down to the bottom, he is giving instructions to each member
There was Mr. Ritz. I feel like I'm getting more and more like that.
"Here we go! Inspect all the way apart, drain all the fuel! And don't forget to report a worn out weapon!
"Mr. Ritz, you're starting to look a lot like me."
"Heh, that's right. If only you'd given me instructions."
Mr. Ritz scratches his head with gasp, slightly embarrassed.
The gesture is just like Mr. O'Rail, as always.
"For now, I'll do everything I can on the airframe side. You and Karine are supposed to rendezvous here too, right?
"Yeah, I don't know when. I don't know yet, but I'm going to have you come over here."
"Then you don't have to do what you can, because you know what they say."
"You're right!
The voice sounded suddenly.
If we look at the entrance to the hangar in surprise, there are two figures there. One is a little old man in shape like a dwarf. And the other is a woman with trademark glasses on her two-sided up distinctive hairstyle.
"Captain, long time no see!
"Seems to get a good job, relieved woe"
"Mr. Carine! And Mr. O'Rail!
Those two were Mr. Carine and Mr. O'Rail, who thought they were still in the Wang capital.
The two of them come straight up to us and look up at the fuselage anchored to the hanger.
"There seems to be no noticeable damage. Any noticeable damage to the sword?
"Doesn't that mean you're under assumption for now? Flying and attacking is hard to determine the direction of the blade."
"So is that. Ritz, why don't you just give me some instructions and take your sword off! It's not after the first fight! It would be natural to inspect them all from scratch!
"Yes!
Mr. Ritz gives instructions in response to Mr. O'Rail's temperamental caged voice in a reflexive manner.
"Then I'm going to extract the data. I wonder what kind of pilot the captain drove."
"Hey, wait a minute!
I rush to stop Mr. Carine on her way to the catwalk.
"Why are you two here!? I thought you were still in Wangdu."
"They put me on the Magic Train. That's a great ride. Getting around in a carriage is ridiculous."
"Brittle hips don't have the best ride."
The two of them are nodding satisfactorily, remembering even the comfort of riding the Magic Train.
If you ask me in detail, I would have initially planned to take a carriage to this side, but I hear I was given a ride to transport by the Magic Train at the mercy of His Majesty.
And because of that, you shortened the journey to two days, which took more than a week?
"Were you?"
"It was a physical operator (sense board) related, almost proprietary language transcript, and you couldn't make it, could you?
"Yes, a temporary clerk (writer) was crying."
"Naturally. It's a physics operator (Sense Board) that poured everything into me. It's not as sweet as being analyzed by a third-rate engraver."
I wonder what that would be like as a physical operator (senseboard), but I can't get my head up to Mr. Carine, who did everything he could for his fuselage.
"Nong and the others will take care of this. Captain needs to go to Lord Inez."
"I have given Inés a letter from His Majesty. I think I know what the future policy is."
"Okay. Okay, I'll take care of the fuselage. Oh, Pespirage. It was the best plane ever."
"Of course."
"Of course not."
With two satisfied snorts on my back, I followed the hangar and headed to the headquarters where the princess would be.
When I visit the headquarters, I can quickly speak at the receptionist.
Anything, the princess is waiting for me, and she wants me to come to her room right away.
There is no particular reason to refuse, so follow the instructions to the VIP room on the third floor.
"It's Eldo. I'm here to report a war situation."
"Please come in."
I hear the princess I'm used to hearing from inside, and I open the door.
Then the princess jumping over the table popped into her eyes and rushed straight here to dive.
If all too suddenly I can't move, a new shadow jumps in from the edge of my sight.
When it takes the princess quickly, it circles around on the spot to kill momentum and carefully lowers the princess. In doing so, with fluttering blonde hair, I understood who the shadow was.
"Dear Ines, no hugging"
"Asshole."
'Cause he's my husband.
"Angus, thank God"
Angus turns his face only this way, with a nickel and a grin. I don't think that smile's been around for a long time either.
"Well done, my knight! I've heard more or less reports of early horses, but I'd like to hear directly from you. How far could you push it back? How much shredded power? Any damage to this one? Do you need a replacement? Or does just supplies seem okay to you? How is the future empire going to move? You think they're coming from another line? Is this a frontal attack by Avila Bomb? Is this fort going to be finished by then? I'm worried about the mercenary movement. Besides, as far as I can tell, I've heard you two knights of the Eight. We also need to get information on the capital side of the Empire. Could anyone leak somewhere like that?
"Princess, let's settle down for now"
Excited, the princess, who jumps the question early from the next to the next, directs me to the desk once I calm down. In the meantime, ask Angus for tea and be ready to talk.
But the thought of the princess now. At first it was a question for me, but you were definitely anticipating future developments in yourself from the middle of nowhere, weren't you?
"In the meantime, I will answer what I can answer to the best of my knowledge. In keeping with that, there are a few things I would like the princess to do."
That's how I spend about an hour detailing the state of the battlefield.
As things stand, the building of the fort is going well. Villa Bomb has also been well alerted, and the installation of anti-aircraft guns and ammunition has already been completed as much as it can deal with even if hundreds of rounds fly in.
The reconfiguration of the troops is also almost complete, with no noticeable movement on the enemy side. After all, the loss of two Knights of the Eighth General, the key to the battle, seems to have had a huge impact on morale. In addition to that, I hear that the departure of mercenaries is also noticeable.
Naturally, mercenaries whose fuselage has been devastated are falling behind the battlefield, even mercenaries with aircraft that can still fight.
Some of them, they say, belong to the El Chardo mercenary regiment of Forze and Leila.
I'm honestly pretty horrified those guys aren't coming out on the battlefield. Fortze alone has suffered a lot this time. The biggest damage would still be the death of former Kingsguard Jean Laurent. Now there's morale, hidden outside of reinforcements from the north, but it's not something you can hide forever. Sooner rather than later, you'll need to make the control around the fort firm.
And I'll tell the princess about the Academy textbook review on hostages that I've failed this time.
Then the princess also wrinkled deeply between her eyebrows and thought.
"I see. I'll hang on to your brother about that. I think I can incorporate it from my next year's course."
It's just about the battlefield, and the response around it seems quick.
"That's about all I can report from myself."
"Thank you. I've got a lot more detail on the situation. I'm glad you're stable around the fort. Honestly, because I thought it would continue to be more critical."
The princess leaves her body on the back of the chair and exhales loudly.
"I think I'll be able to do your brother a favor soon."
That's what I say. Take out one letter. Exactly, he didn't give it to me, but he briefly explained the contents.
"Now you know Faithal is preparing a lot for ceasefire negotiations against the Empire, right?
"Yeah, I haven't heard of any specific action, but I know it somehow"
"That's what I'm talking about, working with the periphery of the empire and putting pressure on the imperial side at the same time. For that matter, I'm sending people letters and messengers, and one of them is the first."
"Muzz, when you say yes, you say you don't seem to be able to attach cooperation?
Well, even though it's around the empire, not every country should always feel threatened by the empire. If we can form an alliance and escape the fear of aggression, we don't even have to bother putting pressure on the imperial side.
But things were going a lot worse than I thought.
"The country is now being invaded by the Empire. So I got a reply that I couldn't afford it as much as I could."
"Oh, that way?"
I guess you're saying that because of the Empire's policy of expanding its territory, it's just as invasive now as Faithal is.
"It's a small country in the northwest of an empire called Belgio, but it's just a small country, and there's no Armunale, and I still don't have Abnomulet technology. So I'm talking about the desperate resistance of infantry alone."
"It's..."
Isn't it just a matter of time before you're suppressed? The word, swallowed.
"I also know what my knight thinks. But that country is pretty special, too, and there are all kinds of special weapons. Looks like we can resist it now."
"I mean, help with that."
"Yes, I'm talking about interfering with the imperial side and negotiating the installation of cooperation. If the royal family of a great power came directly to you, you wouldn't be able to swell, would you? Well, it's best to get rid of the cause."
"I see. What time do we leave?
If that is His Majesty's life and the princess has no objection, there is no reason for me to say no. Just get ready for it and start getting ready.
"If the buffer zone is stable, I'd like to finish the fort. Belgio's going to be able to stand it for three months, and I don't want my knight to move much from here in case of an unforeseen situation."
If the buffer zone is rough, it will take some time to complete, and we have to move even if we are in some danger because there is not much Belgio respite. But if the completion of the fort is progressing faster than I think, I guess I've decided it's not too late to see it done.
That's probably all that Bergio's special arming and doing is powerful.
"Okay. So it's about half a month from now."
"Well, with that, you can get ready for a lot of things, too, right?
"Yeah, that would help."
Sometimes it's new, and with half a month, everyone in the squad should be able to understand how it works to the extent that they don't have any problems servicing their fuselage.
In the meantime, I'll have to ask for a refill. Nearly everything is bespoke, and if it is custom ordered until armed, there is a real chance that there will be a delay.
Taking that into account, even half a month may be surprisingly critical.
"I guess that's about it. I'll get back to you as soon as I have more plans, so I'll be on a standby assignment at this base until then. Well, you'll have my escort, too."
"When it comes to escorts, are you going somewhere?
Sneaking up, he sends his gaze to the side he refrains from behind the princess, but the side guys didn't seem to have heard anything, either, and he was leaning his neck.
"Now Leitaki is a festival in the victory mood. Didn't you see my knight, too?
"Yeah, people were pushing me out of town."
To that end, enough to go all the way around town. That was closer to the parade than a festival though.
"Maybe even in town?
"Yeah, the outhouse is lined up and it's getting really busy. It seems that the opening of the Magic Train has been combined and the citizens' wallets have become much looser."
"I see."
Merchants and town shops will be when they earn money, and that will open stores. I'm sure he's also doing a victory commemorative sale or something.
Sounds like a winning sale for a baseball team.
"Because of this, and I want to inspect it,"
"So you're an escort..."
To the princess whose eyes sparkle, I sigh inside.
Honestly, I'm not that good at escort duty, and I need to think about placement, so it's a lot of hassle. Plus, it's about the princess. Even if you set the route in advance anyway, you must change it on the spot.
If so, it would be nice to strengthen the side members and stick with them as much as possible.
"Can we just do it the day after tomorrow? There are arrangements, but honestly, everyone in the team is getting tired."
Me too, but Mr. Bunois and Katrea had him running around the battlefield to convey information. Even if they say it's an escort mission now, it's a tough one.
"Okay. This atmosphere will continue for a while, and you don't have to rush it. Just let me know when you're ready."
"It helps."
For now, immediate action seems to have been spared.
"That's about it for now. Good day, you can back off now."
"Okay. Bye."
"Angus can back off today, too. The people who were supposed to be there came back, and they should come back."
"Thank you"
Me and Angus are all here to thank you and open the door to leave the room behind. A voice was called there.
"Ah, my knight. I forgot to mention one thing."
"Yes, what is it?
"Welcome home. I'm glad you're okay."
"Because I am the knight of the princess. It's natural to come back to the princess. Now if you'll excuse me."
Salute the princess, and now it is time for us to return to our room.