Moving a little further out of the west gate of Wang Du, he joined the Rainbow Dragoon Mercenary Regiment to which Ryusha belonged.
I wonder what kind of mercenary regiment it is, and it's not just a dragon tribe unit, it's just color-coded into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, and every member of the group is equipped with a demon bullet gun and ridden with a warcraft, so they start to call it that.
The only Rainbow Dragoon mercenary regiment on the scene right now is the Yellow (Xanthos) Squad led by Leushaw. What's wrong with the rest of the troops, they say the three units are headed west, but the other three units are going abroad to earn money.
Of course, the troops heading west are told to look at the fold and go back to sleep here.
When we rendezvoused, we headed west.
That night. As I was preparing to take the camp, I saw Mr. Ercola and Mr. Lillian talking to Ryusho. I wondered what it was like to talk and snuck up on it.
"That was Mr. Lewshaw. Can I ask you something?"
"What do you want to hear?
"I guess the name of this regiment doesn't mean it's just a dragon army."
"Oh, there are dragon tribes, but not all of them. The captain of the army is also with the subraces, the beasts, the ghosts, the celestials."
"So what's the origin of this regiment's name?
Ryusho, who was asked that by Nikola, looked away.
"When I formed this regiment, I heard from the Lord I used to serve about a cavalry armed with a gun named Dragoon, so I took it from there."
Thinking I don't seem to remember telling you that.
"Lord. Lewshaw is also a mercenary with the alias' Thunderbolt 'on this continent."
"Exactly"
"What kind of person did you serve?
Mr. Lillian asked me if I was concerned, but Ryusha was thinking a little.
He seems to be wondering if I can say this.
When I was thinking and moving my eyes, I looked at me as if I was in sight.
Can I talk to you with my eyes? She asked me.
I nodded, and Ryusho spoke as he stroked his proud mustache.
"It used to be the emigrants, the first duke of the principality."
"" The First Duke of the Principality ⁉ ""
Two surprised people because it was a bigger name than I thought.
"Only one country on this continent calls itself the Principality. If you say the First Duke of his place."
"That 'demon king killer' or 'gold-generator' or 'god' they say ⁉"
Guh. I don't remember even naming one of those aliases.
"I read a book written by Lord Inota when I was in the country and was interested in internal affairs, right? That made me good at home affairs. A great man whom I admire."
Ugh. I'm embarrassed before Mr. Lillian could admire it or anything.
But the book I wrote. Speaking of which, I remember writing about internal affairs, politics, military law, things that put in my own interpretation.
Anyway, I thought no one would read it, so I stumbled into my own thoughts.
... you can't recover it. What should I do?
... let's just say I didn't ask about that one. Yeah.
Come on, let's keep getting ready for camp.
Then a few days went by.
I don't know if the western front is retreating, or if the army is already devastated, but the soldiers never found it.
I think we can rendezvous with our brothers if we keep going, but I don't know how far to go.
View the map with that in mind.
"Uh-huh. There's nowhere to go from here."
As far as the map was concerned, there was nowhere to be based.
Now, you want to wait for me to come to a city I think I'm gonna invade? Or do you want to put on a hit and act?
Looking at the map with that in mind, the carriage stopped.
It was going slowly, so there was no turning over when I stopped, but what happened?
"What's wrong?
'Yes, a bunch of people are coming this way who seem to be bandits from the front'
Bandits. Oh, boy, you think you're going to steal a fire place when the country is being attacked?
That said, if you fight here, the Royal Army could notice you by sound. Well, I wonder what's going on.
"Hiiyi"
I don't know who it is, but I need you.
"Oh, us, we're going down."
Looks like the bandits are throwing down their weapons and asking for help.
What happened?
"Wait, do it, come on. Ah. Who's the kid? If you want forgiveness, leave your life, your money and your figure behind."
"Hiya, kiddo, here I come. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh;"
'Please. Please, do it!
The bandits begged for their lives.
But don't you mean to say I won't tolerate the earlier words?
Even so, I decided to leave the carriage because it sounded familiar.
"Mr. Lewie. You better stay in the carriage because the bandits are coming."
"Oh, I'm fine. Because I'm the one running after the bandit."
"Michi?
"Yeah. I didn't want to introduce you like this."
Sighing I get out of the carriage and go beside the bandits.
A little bit, a strong wind blew.
People showed up at the same time as the wind blew.
"We're finally cornered. That's Lewie, isn't it? Long time no see."
"You look good. Brother Orr."
He was there in Orvendo, one of his first older brothers to see him for some time after he left his hometown.
I'm glad to see you again, but you didn't want to see me when I was running after the bandits.