That night. We were coming to the conference tent again.
There were a total of eight military personnel there, including Master Ruinel and Geo.
"You've come a lot. Have a seat there, please."
"Excuse me."
I'll take my seat as I'm told. Behind it stands Angus and Cattleya to refrain. It's bad for both of us, but we're getting a well-conscious standing here.
This is another country, and I'd like to avoid scratching Faithal's name on trivial matters.
Meanwhile, a chore soldier put tea in front of me. As if waiting for it, Master Ruinell opens his mouth.
"Well, shall I introduce myself and go first? First of all, I am Luinel del Belgio, the first princess of Belgio and currently commander-in-chief of this second defence division. And next to me is Deputy Commander Tron, from the left hand side in turn, Captain Gianni of Unit I, Captain Megan of Unit II, Captain Geo of Unit III, Captain Tuta of Unit IV on the right, Captain Sanyo of Unit V, and Captain Mirmi of Unit VI. The first to fourth are combat units, the fifth are specialized units for reconnaissance and surveillance, while the sixth unit is responsible for supply and material transport"
The captains of Units I to IV are as successful in burning in the day as Geo. Strong impressions such as the scene take-up.
The captain of the fifth surveillance unit would be a little thinner than the others and would be characterised by binoculars around his neck. And the captain of the Sixth Replenishment Unit is the captain of the Red Dot woman. Again, trousers are the ones wearing camouflage long trousers, but like Luinel, one tank top has a lot of plain exposure.
I responded appropriately to each captain as he would say "hello" or "please" to the introduction.
And my turn comes around.
"I am Eldo, a member of the Kingdom of Faithal and captain of the Second Princess SS of the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion. I have no knowledge of guerrilla warfare in the Forest Department, so I intend to follow your instructions. Best regards,"
I've had as much experience fighting robots on the plains and mountains as I've ever had fighting in this dense forest, much less guerrilla warfare.
So I'm basically not going to move from myself, I'm going to wait for someone to give me instructions.
Take over my words, Master Ruinell continues.
"And that's what I mean. Essentially, you're going to have my unit, and you're going to have the first to fourth squadron-guided enemy planes tapped."
"Feital's Kingsguard Knight! I've heard of it! He was chosen by the Kingsguard for just one year and at an unusual rate, he said it was an ex-ACE!
It was Captain Sanyo of the Fifth Squad who raised his surprise.
They only mainly focus on reconnaissance and surveillance, and they purchase a lot of information from various places.
And it was Mirmi of the Sixth Unit who reacted to follow it.
"Oh, I've heard that, too. He said he ran across the front line on one plane and turned over a number of battlefields that were disadvantaged. From the way he fights with only one arm, he's got two names: Ship Arm."
"His fuselage usually had arms on it, didn't it?
"Is that it? So it's someone else?
I'll put a supplement in Mirmi, who leans on his neck and a little bit of a shame in his mouth.
"Previous airframes were devastated in battle a while ago. Now it's a new machine that compensates for its shortcomings."
"Oh! Is that what you're saying! So you really are Mr. Ship Arm!
"Sounds like you were called that way"
Mainly it looks like the name the Fortzes were calling has spread, but the first ship arm simply didn't have a left arm...
"I'm thrilled to have someone like that work with me!
Mirmi takes my hand over the desk and shakes his arm with disappointment and joy. At the end of his chest, which was wide open, he was shaking with stiff fruit.
Where my gaze is about to attract you, the pain runs small on my back and my spine stretches out freaking out. At that ear, Angus muttered small.
"Mr. Eldo."
"Bad, bad"
If you are bitterly smiling at Angus' jealousy, Master Ruinel stops the exciting Mirmi.
"Mirmi, leave it there. I know you're happy, but we're in a meeting right now."
"Oh, excuse me!
"Now, as Sanyo and Mirmi said to me, his strength is enough to give his opponent two names. I believe that power is trustworthy. Is there anything different about you guys?
When Master Ruinel asks, each captain answers that there are no differences.
Happy with that, Master Ruinel nodded one thing and sent a signal for Rondo.
Rondo looked at it and when he brought a single large sheet of paper from the table beside him, he spread it to the table.
That's a map of this area.
From what I can see, it is written quite finely to the position of the square, to the location of the cliffs, to the ups and downs and heights, as if seen from the sky.
"That's amazing. But are you sure?
A detailed map to this point could also be a national secret. Can I make that look so easy on people from other countries?
"No problem. Lord Eldo's work should be the key to victory. I want you to know exactly what the terrain is."
"The enemy used to struggle with the terrain, too. It's quite a story that the tip of the forest opened was a cliff. See, here and here."
"I see."
To explain Luinel and Rondo, I remember the village I was born and raised in.
With that said, the valley where I found the Armunale was also right after the forest opened. Sure, if you step off to such a cliff during battle, that would be a fatal mistake that would make a huge gap.
"So I'd rather Lord Erdo remember this map well"
"Okay."
"And. The place where we are now headquartered is this square. It's about five kilometers north of the previous front."
With the baton, Master Ruinell will indicate the current location of the map and the location of the previous front line.
We are now fighting completely surrounded by forests, and the previous front lines appear to have fought near the entrance to the Great Forest.
But just look at the map and you'll see. Previous fronts clearly don't fit the way Belgio fights.
Outside the woods is a plain, and if you were fighting there, the empire with the Armunales is set to win.
"It is this position that is the battlefield. It's two kilometers south of here."
"You're surprisingly close."
"It seems hard to move freely through the woods on that fuselage. They have a camp in front of the woods. From there, looking for our headquarters, they come into the woods regularly."
"Even the guys today?
It was approaching a long time ago in Abnomulet and near headquarters. If the campsite were to be the entrance to the woods, it would have come straight this way from there.
"Oh, I guess you've come this far by deciding our headquarters is deep in the woods. The commander over there seems to be able to use his head."
"What's the way forward?
That's where it matters. Do you bump from the front? Or do you think about moving headquarters?
"Of course I fight. Can you expect that?
"Yes."
To Master Ruinel's grin, this one returns with a grin.
"Well, we just got confirmation, shall we get down to business? How to exorcise the inferior species of the Empire, but I want to fight here"
Master Ruinell pointed out a cliff near the river. It's a place with terrain similar to where I found the fuselage. However, the valley is not as deep as my village, to the waist of the fuselage, about five to seven meters.
If it falls, even the fuselage will have the corresponding damage, and it is the height to be aware of.
"Here's the specific operation. First, detect the men who came looking for us in Unit V. Immediately direct enemy aircraft to the land with Units I and II. Therefore, I would like Lord Eldo to consider an enemy aircraft. But this time the ultimate goal is not the destruction of enemy aircraft. The ultimate goal is to take away the abnomulet"
To the words, a twist ran among the captains.
"Is it a takeover of the abnomulet!?
"Yes, we certainly cannot run the Armunale. But if you're an abnomulet, the fuel is magic liquid (Magia Liquid). I mean, we should be able to operate without any problems. Already, in Faithal and Obard, it has become the main force alongside the Armunale and has been sent to each battlefield. Technically it would be worth a lot to get this"
Indeed, now the main weapons on the battlefield are turning from Armunale to Abnomulet. This is due to the high cost of the Almunale and the fact that it cannot be placed in large quantities. By comparison, although more costly than magic guided cars, much cheaper abnomules than Armunale should be fully operational in small countries.
But...
"I see, but even if you don't bother to take it, it might be possible to provide information from here, right?
The princess is now on her way to the king's capital of Belgio. If this one asks for help, it will be a reward. There, if you demand the art of abnomule, Faithful will probably go by.
"It sure is. But there's a real thing in front of me. If we take that away, we can demand something else, right? Because of the small country, there's a lot of things I want."
"That's enough, please."
"Let's think about it"
That's a way of saying things I would never consider!
"And, well, this is the kind of operation, do you have any opinions? Change the plan, apply it, anything else. Tell me what you've noticed."
"Then start with yourself"
That's what I said and put my hands up for, the Fourth Squad twat.
"Is Troop III IV ready to wait? If we have a chance, shouldn't we put all our efforts there?
"I thought about that too, but the enemy's movements are a little suspicious. I feel that the fact that I came here on three planes is too much to add up that I was in a hurry. Maybe..."
"Are you backup?
"That's right. If the enemy had reinforcements, we must also consider the possibility of a separate unit. So wait for the third and fourth."
"In times of need, let them direct you to the same place."
"This plane has only one of Lord Eldo's aircraft. It's our biggest job to lead them there."
"Okay."
"Next time, I'll..."
That being said, the captains give their opinions in turn. The sight doesn't make you think of Master Ruinell as a princess.
An intense exchange of views took place as one of the same military personnel and colleagues.
Watching that, Cattleya talks to me in a whisper.
"That's an awesome meeting. This isn't happening in Faithful."
"Oh, I'm gonna atrophy against my boss."
Not to mention the other princess of a country. Their captains are actively expressing their opinions on such opponents' put out maneuvers, if only to point out the problems. Still, they request a radical change of plan or a repositioning of the troops.
The good atmosphere of this division has been well conveyed, because all of them are meant to make the operation better, not to come to my nagging for battle results.
"At the same time you're trusted, you seriously want to help. Everyone loves this country."
When it comes to being a big country, it's surprisingly difficult to like the country so far. Sometimes villages and towns want to protect them seriously, but when a country is one, the range is too wide for it to feel real.
Not least, Bergio is surrounded by large forests, and the land that can be inhabited is surprisingly few and strongly linked. That seems to be making a good impact as it is.
"Besides, I guess there's a first failure too"
Master Ruinell said, a hard-headed upper maneuver. I guess that was just a huge failure, and they're desperate to have an exchange of views.
Even if one is wrong, so that we can all make up for it.
"Really, it's a good sight."
There, I remembered a member of RoboResearch who had once exchanged opinions and had a fierce argument, and there was a natural grin in my mouth.
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Great forest entrance. There, the tent stood side by side and the abnomulet guarded its perimeter.
It is an imperial campsite.
"Uh-oh!"
From one of those tents, a distressed voice sounded.
And the sound of bassin and whipping mixes to mix with that voice.
Swinging the whip is a man who is white, thin, and cheeky.
Running a little eye blood, relentlessly whipping a man who bleeds from all over his body.
"Kukukukuku! Good scream! Good bitterness! Good smell! This is the pain! This is raw!
"Dear Khloa, you will die no more"
"Have you? You have no choice."
After claire now stroked her big, arms waving whip, she approached the hanging man, grabbed his face and turned to the front.
"Well, let's ask again. Answer the headquarters location. That way, you don't have to feel painful, do you?
When he removed the tweezer and was able to speak, the hung man flew his tweezers toward Crore.
It drips against the cheeks.
"You!"
"Too bad."
A soldier on his side slams his angry fist into his belly at the man's work.
A man who swallows, but in the meantime Khloa made him swallow again.
And put your index finger on the man's wound.
"Huh!? Huh? Oh!
My index finger slowly breaks inside to determine my wound. To the pain, the man screamed as he peeled off his eyes.
As his index finger dives to the second joint, Crore moves his arm silently, shaking only the finger stabbed at the wound by the man he was offered.
Each time, the man was struck by such intense pain that he was about to pass out that he twisted his body.
"Look, look, if you don't pull it out quickly, it hurts more."
My fingers move slowly and scratch the inside of my body. The blood that erupted dyed his fingers red and tainted Crore's clothes.
"There you go, there you go, there you go."
Crore's fingers scratch the man's wound if inside, rather increasing its speed without stopping.
Eventually, the man passed out and lost his strength from his body.
"Have you passed out"
"How do you like it?
"Let's keep it this way. I'll enjoy it again when I wake up."
"Ha!"
"Well..."
Licking a dripping finger of blood, Croa goes out of her tent.
"You've received reinforcements"
"I didn't know you were going to request backup every time Belgio. Unconscious."
"I have no choice. Besides the thought, the enemy's head was just excellent. But that would be it, too."
Standing side by side are a total of twenty-four abnomulets and an unusually long arm almunare with a single tail.
Abnomule, the first twelve aircraft, was doubled by the country, which was paralysed by unexpected resistance.
And Crore's fuselage, which could not be fully deployed during maintenance, had also been completed by a supply unit that had been assigned with the increase in personnel.
"Your Majesty's expectations, you have to make sure you don't betray them. The name of the Knight of the Eight has fallen a long way."
Crore reaches out to his chest and sweeps through the medals there. It is a medal showing the position of the Knight of the Eight, the six seats.
"We have to drop a country and tell the world once and for all what the Knight of the Eight is like, hey. I'm coming, my love machine Fitaliade!