Neta Chara

* Mild Perspective

I set up the army, and I gave the Residual Army instructions to return to the Northern Fortress after removing the garrison. Why, we let the garrison be removed, because if we leave our defensive facilities on the land, it seems that Gwayne will always pack the defensive soldiers and interrupt the advance as we head south with Yellan.

Since we intend to take the Three Kingdoms and make it a souvenir, it is dangerous to leave Gwayne's soldiers in the neighborhood, and we also issued a return order to the northern fortress under general authority.

And we took the children's soldiers, and we were marching north on the streets to the castle of Hellstar, the entrance to the Three Kingdoms. Since the military uniform remains Gwayne, when entering the territory, the soldiers at the barracks were truly allowed to pass without any doubt by the word "reinforcements" I said.

As we approached the castle, the door inside began to open on its own. As he marched heavily with the SS flag, Hellstar's defensive captain rushed out of the castle gate to roll and lay flat in front of me, even if he mistakenly thought I had come to inspect the land.

"Ko, this is haha! My Lord Mild! What can I do for you in such a land?!? I haven't heard from you at all..."

Allow troops to enter the castle through an open castle gate to ignore a flat defensive captain. It appears that I have not yet reached this land for betraying Gwayne.

"My Lord Mild!? Oh, wait! It is impossible to get many soldiers into the city like this without prior contact!? The inhabitants will be frightened if they look at the army..."

The defensive captain, who ignored him and chased him into the castle to follow me, was rubbing his hands and repeating his words and actions as if he were a clerical bureaucrat.

"Gather the soldiers of this territory immediately."

"To? What?

"Say it again. Summon the soldiers of this territory! I'll fly your neck if I'm late. I'll literally sever your neck and torso."

When I pulled over, I put a sword to the head of the defensive captain. The defensive captain, with his sword poked at him, was stopping his rubbing hand and flushing cold sweat from his face like a waterfall.

"Yes, no, no! I'm calling it in now!

As the defensive captain glanced at the castle gate guard, the call bell immediately began to ring. By the time my army had finished entering the castle, the assembly of 500 Hellstar defensemen had finally been completed. Although it was a sudden summons, the disturbances in the attire of those gathered on top of the wasted time it took for the army to assemble were remarkable.

You've been shown to be more disciplined than you can imagine... and you'll have to rework by engaging in this three-collar takeover operation...

"Mi, mild lord!! Done. There are 500 Hellstar defensemen in total."

A massive sweaty defensive captain proudly approached me.

"Thank you, Hellstar Guards. I was shown your level of proficiency. I think this man is responsible for your lack of training."

That's it, he slashed the head off the defensive captain who was standing in front of me with a rubber. His neck swept through the universe and his blood-blowing torso fell to the ground. The sight gives rise to a whirlwind from the defense.

"Have mercy on your private language! It's in front of Lord Mild! From now on, whisperers will follow the same path as this man!

When Duneys, who was in an upright immobile position next door, stepped forward, he intimidated the defensive forces with a [loud voice] echoing in his belly. Then the private language watched over me so that everyone would kill their breath.

"First, get dressed up! Just like we did in recruit training. We checked our clothes with each other. Ahh! Disturbance in clothing is a disturbance of discipline! I don't want anyone like that in Lord Mild's soldiers!

Five hundred soldiers began to dress each other when Duneys gave instructions. Because they were trained once, the clothes were ready as soon as they remembered how to do it.

"All right! Rest! Ladies and gentlemen, listen to the words of Lord Mild!

The eyes of the soldiers who took a resting stance with the sound of Zach can be directed at me again. The soldiers' consciousness seems to have regained tension by slashing the defensive captain without even making a plea.

Can this be used to some extent...

"You will now be enslaved by our army and will participate in the Northern Defense Training! We're not going to rescue anyone who's fallen off the force! If you don't want to die, keep walking! That's it. Let's get out of here! Next, we're going for Esche territory."

"Fix it! Each platoon leader gather here immediately! I'll show you the march route! Soldiers, in the meantime, get ready for gear and food! You don't have to wait until you're ready!

Duneys yelled at the soldiers. The soldiers, untied of the gold, rushed to the barracks and began preparing their marches. And when the platoon captains got together, the platoon captains, who saw the map Marte had prepared, were stunned when they confirmed the route.

'Cause I'm not gonna let you say you can't.'

I looked over at the platoon leaders in line. Everyone had a blue complexion. However, without allowing objection, he immediately returns to the platoon and prepares to leave. In the meantime extract troops from SS to remain in Healthstar. Five hundred men were meant to remain in the land as a suppression of Gwayne's pursuit army.

Upon completion of the extraction of the troops, two thousand with the addition of the Hellstar defense team were allowed to depart for Esche territory, their next destination. The march route shown to the platoon captains is the formula by which we can arrive in Esche territory by the end of the day.

The soldiers in the Hellstar defense didn't want to die. They fought the Forced Army with all their heart. Less than 10% of them fell off, and about thirty of them went missing but seemed to have a decent degree of sophistication than expected.

Because we were up late at night, Esche's guards opened the gates just as they did when they entered Hellstar when they showed the flag at the Castle Gate outpost, mistaking us for SS inspections. Enter the magnificent open castle gate and again let the defensive captain summon all soldiers in the same way. Esche territory is also bordered by the Duchy of Black Dragon, so he had an unparalleled sense of tension with the soldiers of Hellstar.

It only took a tenth of Hellstar's time to complete the alignment in response to the call. Moreover, the military uniform is also in order with Kitin, even in a quasi-combat position already.

"Ho, the soldiers here are highly skilled. What's your first name?

The male defensive captain of the young demon tribe, who was asked his name, replied with a tense face.

It's Claude.

"Do you know why I came here?

The defensive captain, who named him Claude, kept saying with a troubled look.

"I don't mind. Say it."

"Ha! Now if you'll excuse me... it seems that Lord Mild is visiting this Esche territory because he has limited access to Master Gwayne. I just heard that you've been reported to have led all Hellstar soldiers to Esche. Lord Mildo also told us that he had bought Mr. Gwayne's troubles in the Dalla Carlia recapture, so let's not say why it was the Principality of the Devil who came to the land without telling us why?

Stick a sword to Claude's neck. But he looks into my eyes without surprise. With his sword pointed at him, he was pointing a large number of killers at him like a prick in the back. Apparently, the soldiers are comfortable with this young commander these years.

"You... you want to die?

"No, I don't want to die. I didn't want to die, so I went from soldier to officer. I've also been conscripted to fill a hole in a soldier shortage in the Battle of Gertrude, thrown into the battlefield, and I've only thought about surviving the craziness of dying... so I respect Lord Mild. You always choose to survive. I've sent many requests for reassignment to your troops, but they didn't accept them."

He looked hazy when Marte, who was next door, heard Claude's story and had a verse in mind.

"Ah, that's Claude... hipster Claude"

"That rumor is spreading within the military, isn't it? They must have blown me in that I cut through the Gertrude battle because I didn't fight. Even I was defeating the Necromancer. Shouting like an idiot isn't just a struggle. How many soldiers were killed in that battle in vain by the officers out of the cadet school..."

Claude had his regrettable face pointed at Marte. Because he was a soldier himself, he has a look that seeps through his disdain for a cadet-educated person.

"If you survived that battle at that young age, you're a big one. The situation is judged well, and the courage is set. Soldiers are also fairly skilled. Claude knew I was going to betray Gwayne, and he opened the castle gate?

"Yes. I've only seen Master Gwayne from the beginning, too. The fact that I met Lord Mild set me off. The soldiers will hear from me."

"Fine. I'm going to camp here today. Tomorrow it goes to Hootland. I'm leaving my soldiers instead of taking you and all the soldiers. We'll be in Hootland by noon."

"Ha, ha! Then we will arrange a bedroom immediately. Please wait for the soldiers."

Claude rushed out to the soldiers when he gave a royal military ceremony salute. Duneys approached me as I dropped him off.

"Don't smell like you. I think the commander has a strong indeterminate talent, although it's hard for soldiers to have. Not if they get opportunistic or retreating as soon as they're disadvantaged."

"I'll keep that in mind. It's up to the commander to extract it. If you're about to escape, you can kill me. I'll put you on as your own deputy. [M] Use him well."

I've decided to place Claude as a deputy with Duneys. Duneys is an officer who knows how to breathe on the battlefield, but because he had a narrow field of view and was not comfortable with tactical deployment, he thought he could gain a wider field of view by attaching Claude to his deputy.

He said, "He's a cop with a knife! Are you going to let that kid's amulet get to you?

"Oh, I think that would be best. It's the same soldier, so it would suit you, wouldn't it?

"Though you're a soldier, that's a Gertrude battle group with a year or so of military history over there. I can't talk to Atashi."

The Geltraut battle group that Duneys used to crush Claude was a covert phrase referring to recruits recruited for losing many soldiers in that battle, and was treated lightly among the Gwayne army as crude and abusive military personnel.

"Claude has been an officer in the Gertrude team for less than a year. You used to be unthinkable. When I joined the army, I had to get my sleeve out to be an officer."

"Either that's all Lady Gwayne's military talent is paying off, or he's turned it into strength."

"Whatever it is, I'll leave it to you tomorrow. Somewhat, you can pinch it. You're young, you'll be able to put up with it for a little while, to the point where it won't interfere with the military."

Marte gives a screaming voice to my joke.

"No way! [Inhales] What would you do if you died! If you find out you killed him with [Ecstasy] to get near Yuri, you're done! Don't put up with Duneys, either!

"Ahoy! I'm not dealing with Atashi. I'm not going to fall for a kid like that."

Duneys was looking at Marte and me with a frightened face.

The next day, he left Esche early in the morning to begin marching towards Houtland, the northernmost part of the Three Kingdoms. Yesterday, the forcibly armed Hellstar soldiers seemed tired and heavily footed, but the soldiers under Claude's command also showed the strength to pick up the likely Hellstar soldiers and complete the march.

When we arrived in Houtland, the castle gate was tightly closed. I set up a messenger to open the door, but the head of Hootland heard about one in Hellstar, and he seemed to cage himself in the castle in the assumption that he would be killed, too.

I'm over the castle gate. I'll make a recommendation to the Hootland chief right now.

"If we open the door now, we won't be guilty. However, this is the last recommendation. If you don't follow this advice, I'll have to hit you with a bow and arrow, too. If you insult me as a guardian general, I'll show you the moves of the offensive."

He shot the arrow he was watching for the threat to plunder the person responsible. The man responsible for the arrow's plunder collapsed over the castle gate and the castle gate was opened.

"That's just great. Let me take a look at Lord Mild's bow arm. I need to practice more, too. If you're a martial artist, you can't tease me..."

Claude, who became a deputy with Duneys on the date yesterday, looked at my bow moves and praised me. I'm only quite good with sword moves, too, but bow moves have been a good weapon since I was a kid.

"Claude! I don't know how to use martial arts in a deputy's habits! It's your job to protect the Atashi! If you don't, you'll be treated thoroughly."

It seems that Duneys somehow liked Claude, and he always kept himself close to him during the march to exchange opinions and contributions.

"Keep him as much as you want. If I'm out of use, I'm in trouble."

"As a soldier, you're not confident in martial arts. Then you're not dressed. I'm just gonna teach you the least amount of martial arts."

"That's right. Come on, Claude. But before we do, let's take over Hootland's castle. If we keep this place down, we'll have no trouble with food."

I sent instructions to the army to enter the castle. Upon entering the castle, the person responsible earlier had crawled and rubbed his forehead against the ground. The Hootland soldiers are watching.

"Mi, My Lord Mildo! I didn't mean to pull a bow. But this careless platoon captain overheard from me that a merchant had told me to pull a bow."

The person in charge will not even try to hold the neck of the man in his hand against me and close his eyes with his forehead on the ground.

You mean you took care of that careless man?

"Yes! I woke up with your lord's bow to succeed and defeat this disrespecter. Therefore, I ask you to bow down and show mercy."

When I got off the horse and approached the man in charge, I sliced off the wrist I had with my neck sacrificed with a punch.

"Ghaaaaaa!!! Wow, my hand. Oh!

"Ugh! If you're in charge, you can take care of your men! It's less than scumbag to blame it on those down there. I'm sorry, but I said I'd help you earlier, but the foreword is withdrawn. Die."

I stabbed Todome's blow where the man who lost his wrist was wandering on the ground without getting up well. The man who was freshly stabbed with a sword in his heart had been cramped for a while but eventually stopped moving and ran out. The Hootland soldiers were watching what happened without moving.

"From the moment forward, Hootland will be under the command of Lord Mild! Prepare the Hootland soldiers for the expedition immediately. The destination is Fort Ilsucca on the territory of the Real Devil Principality. Go to a place where Duchy nobles are gathered in tune with Master Gwayne."

The soldiers who were watching over things returned the Kingdom ceremonial reply at the behest of Marte. While the SS soldiers and the Esche soldiers in Claude's possession were informed of the purpose of the expedition, the Houtland and Hellstar soldiers were in the shape of reinforcements at the behest of Gwayne.

But it was thought that some of the soldiers and officers of the two kingdoms felt the purpose of the expedition, but that did not see anyone leaving at all.

Looks like Gwayne's already let go of the soldiers' minds... it's only a matter of time before Gwayne falls even in this body after all these years of stationed defense...

"My Lord Mild. I will now secure the necessary supplies for the expedition, and I will borrow your troops. Please stay with the SS and Claude."

"I know. Please get ready early. If only Ilsucca had been dropped, Yellan would have driven the army south. We have to let him see it by then."

Marte led the soldiers out to the munitions depot. I call Claude and Duneys as I look sideways at the situation.

"Reinforcements to Ilsucca use soldiers of the Three Kingdoms. The march will be a drill. Besides, if you leave, it's easy to process."

"Five thousand if the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms combined, and two thousand if Your Excellency leads the SS by five hundred, right? According to the story of the guy who went out from Houtland to Ilsucca for reconnaissance, Lord Yellan only leads about two thousand? Is it okay to take almost the same number of soldiers to that place? I want you to spare me the sudden slaughter of Zubari."

"Isn't it okay if we get the first messenger out? They're watching you too, aren't they?

"So is that. Raise my flag and march, and they'll attack."

Before we left the garrison, we were sending an ambassador for Yuri with permission to respond, so if you raised my flag and marched, it seemed that there would be no real inspiration for the Duchy.

"I don't really have a problem with going to reinforcements or being seen at my feet in vain numbers. I want you to buy your arms high, too."

Duneys was getting an inside response from Yuri, just like me, so he cared about his impression of Yellan becoming a new master.

"Claude! Let the soldiers take care of their armor, and keep marching to Ilsucca, but they won't be able to see the tired armor."

"Ha, ha! I'll let the soldiers take care of it before they rest!

It seemed that Duneys had come up with the care of his weapons and was issuing new orders to the soldiers who were calling Claude to go into rest.

"Duneys. Don't be too hard on the soldiers. Healthstar soldiers in particular continue to be forcibly armed. When you're done taking care of your weapons, behave yourself."

The soldiers who heard my voice were cheering and the speed of taking care of the weapons was increasing. Thus, having succeeded in plundering the three realms of Hellstar, Esche and Houtland by means of a march of electroluminescent fires and false orders, we had begun marching the next morning towards Fort Irsukka, where Yellan, the new master, awaits.

* Yellan perspective

"Dear Yellan. Mild has done it. And it comes with a souvenir."

Yuri appeared to me as I lay in the bed of the tent enjoying my rest.

"Yu, Master Yuri... I've shown you an ugly place."

The naked filiah next door is in a hurry to get dressed. Until recently, he was passionate about developing the body of Filiere in order to relieve the boredom of the siege. In the past, Filiere, who had newly become my property, grew up in a very clever Thacubus, a good woman who took into account my demands and did more than I expected. It was originally the property of Gwayne, but it overwrote ownership as my property.

Said to be Gwayne's vault number, she spared no effort to use that ability for me, and this expedition was covered only by donations from the aristocrats who planned to crush it without a penny out of it.

"Oh dear, it seems that you liked Filiere a lot too, Master Yellan. Your skin looks better than ever."

Yuri was right, when I was under Gwayne, I only received semen to such an extent that I barely had the urge to thirst, and my skin was sore, but I received semen many times every day since I came under me, and I was quite young.

"... as much as I'm ashamed... if I could see Master Yellan sooner too..."

"If you stay under me, you'll be able to stay young, too. I'll make you look cute later."

"... ok. Once you're down."

Filiere left the tent to avoid interrupting her conversation with Yuri when she put on her clothes.

"How's Filiere?

"You're a good woman. You lose to Yuri, but you can use it better than the others inside. I've been diving through the training grounds at Gwayne's, so I'm sitting on my stomach. Good people, I think."

"I hope Lord Taruyelan, king of Thacubas, is pleased. Well, about the mild."

"Oh, what Yuri calls a souvenir brought in Marte and Duneys, the watchdogs?

When Mird brings in the two Yuri was working on, he's going to have to give them a lot of credit. Because even if Yuri's tuning was going well when it came to bringing in two people who are pledging allegiance to Gwayne, it was a medium difficulty.

"No, the mild seemed to have an even bigger generator than we thought. Hand and souvenirs are the three realms of Hootland, Esche and Herstal. Whatever, Marte and Duneys."

I start laughing when I do my hand on my face.

"Kukukukuku, kuahahahaha! This is an amazing talent! I didn't expect you to bring the Three Kingdoms for a souvenir! Yuri, put him in the chairman of my army and make him lord nobleman of the Three Kingdoms who brought him as a souvenir. They made me look brilliant with my talent for adaptation. Gwayne's a stupid man, too. I didn't expect to let such a large vessel escape with my own suspicion."

"Can I see you?

"Naturally. It makes sense that you left the castle without seeing my right arm!

Okay, I need your help right away.

Yuri graciously fixed my clothes and led me to the mild waiting in another tent.

"Are you Mild Dorkle? Thank you for visiting me all the way."

Milds refrained from the tent guided by Yuri. Mild was a man in his thirties who wrapped up an atmosphere that women seemed to like with his unique, neat face of the Incubus species and a muscular body that was rigorously trained as a soldier. The golden hair is cut short like a soldier.

"Are you Lord Yellan... this time I got caught in a trap you set up, and I was supposed to give myself away, but would you have liked the souvenirs you brought?

Mild was looking at this one with an invincible laugh. He said he saw through the plot, but if he was with Gwayne, the same thing would have happened in the near future.

"I am also very satisfied with handicrafts that exceed my expectations. Lord Mild will be given the seat of the President of the Principality of Our True Demons and the three realms of Houtland, Esche and Hellstar that he has brought with him as his territory. Since you were originally a Dorcle man and a great nobleman, I apologize for the insignificance of your territory."

Milds with their mouths wide open, void poked by my words.

"Become!? Don't be called to play games! Where is the king who sits the new man in command of the army? Besides, the three realms of Houtland, Esche and Hellstar are some of the best tax revenues in the North. You're making fun of me for giving it away so easily!

Apparently the mild took my word for a joke. It was dramatically elevated.

"No, I'm sane. My true Duchy has never fought a great war in a long time, and there is a shortage of commanders in the great army. Therefore, I am sure that Lord Mild would like to entrust the army as Chairman General, so I think there will be a lot of things in order to do so, so would you be unhappy to give the Three Kingdoms as your territory?

"... are you serious?

"Yes."

The mild has turned a piercing gaze to see through my belly.

"Fine. I'll take the Chairman General and the Three Kingdoms. The Army's free to do what I want, isn't it?

"I'll take care of it. Yes, could you drop the ilsucca at the beginning? If you attack, the damage won't be foolish, so I'm surrounded by far-flung circles, but the target has a lot of guts inside."

"That's before breakfast. Just my army... no, I'll let you use this place to train the Duchy."

Mild has asked for a map of the neighborhood to be released immediately. Ilsucca was a mountain plug with only one route of march in a place surrounded by mountains, surrounded and tightened by far-flung windings without large armies being attacked. I could have pushed it and crushed it, but I didn't want to cause as much human damage as possible, and I had deliberately set up a siege in the land to do some manoeuvring to the milds.

If that mild had fallen back here, there was no point in laying a siege in the land, and it was time to crush it early and move on to the three realms secured by the mild, cutting the rudder to those who would seize Dalla Carlia before Gwayne could come.

"How are you going to attack?

"You can dive in as reinforcements. All you have to do is lower the siege so far that the enemy thinks we're retreating, tell them we're here as a touchdown for reinforcements, enter the castle, and give them a signal at night and attack them all together. That way, you'll need to be less efficient in time and less damage to your allies. Except Lord Yellan can't trust us."

Mild's strategy was to break the siege, disguise the Milds as reinforcements, dive into the castle, and attack the alarmed opponent at night. It seems like a good way to drop it all at once without any hassle if you proceed well as he says.

"It seems like a good ploy. We shall immediately solve the siege in accordance with this strategy. Can we have about a thousand troops to attack?

"... Don't you doubt Lord Yellan? This is a bad way to get back at it!?

"I know, but I don't think Lord Mild is such a person."

Mild looked like she was in trouble scratching her short pruned head apart.

"Lord Yellan is not a bottomless fool, he seems too smart. It's no use being a bad small-timer. Fine, I'll live up to Lord Yellan's trust. Three hundred men can go up to attack. But let Duneys lead us. She's the son of a battlefield. 'Cause you know how to breathe a battle. You know a battle better than a bad officer."

The blue-haired succubus that the mild was holding back gives me a compliment. Corporal, I hear you're up for it, but he's been in the military for a long time. The Kingdom ceremony saluted like this.

"I've heard a lot about you, Lord Duneys, and a lot of martial arts from Yuri. I also hear you've been in the army since you were eight. If you were me, the soldiers of my army would be happy to follow your lead."

"Thank you for your trust. Happiness. Let me try my best."

Duneys is strong in his thirst for no anxiety, but she was a woman whose report from Yuri was rising when she was in her thirties and frightened by the decay of her appearance and thirst urge. Marte was similarly told that he was frightened by the urge to thirst and endured to become a tool for Gwayne.

The two Sacubas had a lot of experience together and were thought to be more competent than those who grew up inside.

Therefore, although we intend to override ownership shortly, we have decided to have their abilities assessed by then.

"Lord Marte has been very helpful in providing our army with food this time."

"No, a few, please."

The red-haired Marte also gives me a thank you. He was a former Filiere subordinate and heard he was an assistant to Filiere as a clerk before he came with SS. I have publicly stated that backward support is my specialty and I plan to leave the backward support of the military to her.

"Lord Marte will have a suitable post for you too, thank you."

"Yes. Let me do my best."

"Well, let's move on to action immediately."

Thus began the plot proposed by Mild. After lifting the siege, twenty men, led by Mild, falsely entered Fort Ilsucca with an advance party of Gwayne reinforcements, and a thousand men, led by Duneys, dared to attack at night where Gwayne's reinforcements succeeded in deceiving and alarming those in the castle when they arrived tomorrow, killing about three hundred people in the castle, dropping the fort brilliantly and capturing the enemy.

The damage in the night raid ended in a complete victory with just two wounded, and the captured Gwayne nobles dropped their necks early on. Dropping Fort Ilsucca has banished all Gwaynes in the Real Devil's Principality.

And down south to the three dominated realms by the Mild, the army swelled to six thousand, and the isolated Dalakar Lear defense forces gave up their resistance early and raised the white flag to surrender, causing Gwayne, who had lost his northern territory, to drastically reduce his forces.