Price of Management

“Let's run a little longer! Almost there! ”

Patrick encourages his crew.

The Condol Cavalry is speeding fast.

It's been five days since I infiltrated the Horn Empire across the border. In the meantime, I only had a short break of 10 minutes, except for eating time, and I had to run without sleeping.

It was a march that seemed to test human extremes.

With a compulsive grip on the spirit of being confused, they had to balance on the running horse. If you lose even a second to your desire to be comfortable after disconnecting from your consciousness, you will have a big accident. He could have died instantly if he had a camel.

At least the healing potions paid to all the members were able to maintain their stamina thanks to the small share with the horses.

They felt like they just wanted to drink all the healing potions and cheer up. I could feel my closed eyes more clear and a little lively just by taking it with a little bit of wet tongue.

But when I thought about the fight ahead, I had to leave enough behind.

Patrick oversaw the march, controlling and encouraging the crew's healing potion dosage.

The second battalion commander Daltan and the third battalion commander Geden, who were running next to him, were also dying.

As the commander of the regiment, I have the right to speak, so I can say to him, ’I'll rest a little,' but I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth now.

"Should I have learned to breeze? ’

‘I envy those who know how to handle it. ’

Balac, the user, and his son, Balter, seemed to be holding on relatively well.

Above all, the commander Patrick was still alive. I was amazed every time I saw him shouting in a loud voice so that almost 4,000 men could hear him. Do you still have the energy to shout so loud?

I wonder how long it took.

Patrick, looking at the faces of his crew, yells out when he really thought he was at a limit.

“Break!”

“Wow…! ”

“At ease!”

Everyone stopped talking and sat down, but the move was too quick. How long have you been waiting for this?

Patrick slowly steps off his horse and asks Balac, the first platoon commander next to him.

“How far did Baron Zakkal follow us? ”

Balac is deep and absent.

“Dare you? They'll be coming after us looking for footprints." ”

At that point, the men around him also giggled and said one thing.

“I think we're going to die, too. Can those bastards come after us? ”

“I think it's about three days away. ”

“Don't you think we've disappeared from this world? ”

“Is this how fast humans can ride horses? ”

“Hahahaha!”

Patrick smiles, looking at the atmosphere.

‘I am definitely reaching my target earlier than I expected. ’

After much deliberation, Patrick declares.

“Great! One hour's rest! ”

“Wow! ”

“An hour?! ”

“An hour to sleep! ”

“Shut the fuck up! Let's get some sleep! ”

“Don't shout! I have to sleep!”

“Don't yell at me. ”

A cheer burst out.

The crew pulls the sleeping bag out of the horse's armory and goes inside like lightning to get a good night's sleep. There's only an hour. I had to sleep as much as possible and recover from fatigue.

Almost everyone fell asleep three minutes later. You hear nothing but snoring. There was a noisy snoring crew, but no one said anything. I couldn't even hear someone snoring because I fell.

Several error users, such as Balac and Balter, came to brace instead of sleep. It was because it was good at restoring health.

Only Patrick does nothing, just sits on a nearby rock.

Someone had to stand guard. Although he was a commander, it was natural that Patrick, who excelled in Extra Health, would play that role.

“Glad to see you're all doing well. ”

The time with the Condol Cavalry was not just fun.

For the first time in my life, Patrick had a lot of trial and error when he became a commander.

I felt distant because I did not understand the habits of the nomadic crew, and I was also ashamed because I was worse at riding than them.

Above all, when I had to do extreme training that had to exceed the limits of my physical strength, I felt sorry for the people who were struggling.

His desire to make the Condol Cavalry the best on the continent was forcing them to struggle.

But they followed me well.

The crew's love and pride for the Condol Cavalry was not defeated by Patrick.

For them, the Condol Cavalry was a new look and way of life for their nomadic warriors.

I can no longer live like I used to live on the grasslands. As soon as I started a new life in a new land, the pattern of life had to change.

Freedom.

To the clan of the wind, it was a soul that could never be taken away.

I will never surrender to the power of the ruler of the peasants. We will live in the grasslands, watching the wider world.

Their souls were transformed into the shape of the Condol Cavalry. They were the only option to run as great warriors.

Thanks to their spirit, they were able to become the current Condol Cavalry.

Patrick was so honored to be commander of such an army, and thanked Lord Carroc for his grace. Who knew his life would end like this just because he lived as a mercenary?

To Patrick soaking wet with emotions, Balak comes to finish his training.

“Commander.”

“First Platoon Commander, how are you? ”

“No problem.”

“Good. Thank you for coming with me. ”

“This is amazing. A compliment to the Wind Tribe Warrior that he thanked me for coming along. ”

“Haha, is that so? ”

“But you're really something. ”

“What's the point? ”

“Apart from the fact that you came here unmanned, your magic is now superior to any of us. ”

“I don't think so. I'm just trying harder, Lee. I'm better at riding than you. ”

“No. As long as you practice, you can learn to shoot with a horse." Of course you don't have to. Anyway, you're really talented. He's the most talented genius I've ever seen. ”

“Nothing comes out of flattery like that. ”

“Too bad.”

At Balak's words, Patrick grins.

But Balac was genuinely thinking that.

The Tallac chieftain, who had failed to rebel and was killed, had a reputation for his talent for martial arts since childhood. Balac, who was once his servant, was also admitted. The beast's strength was frightening.

But after seeing Patrick, Balac is now ridiculed by the dead Tallac chieftain. That's all you were born with?

The grasslands that were supposed to be vast were now narrow wells. A real genius should be about this guy.

‘It's just a hunch, but the commander will someday become an error master. And our Condol Cavalry will rise alongside the commander as the best cavalry on the continent. ’

The Condol Cavalry could be said to be all of the noble nomads of the Ligand writer.

I was able to feed my family with monthly salary, and I was able to ride as bravely as I was when I was a grassland warrior.

Now, it was fortunate that the family members of the falling wind could continue to protect their pride and souls like this.

‘I should be thankful to Chief Tallack for kicking me out. ’

How fortunate he almost got caught and killed with him.