Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your hard work all the way"

It was Sheewa greeting her with a full smile. She had held her first military discussions with the assembled reinforcements. Next to it, General Gesicana refrained, and around him, the chiefs, including Commander Chang, refrained.

The seats in the military council were arranged in the shape of Ro, and each of the reinforcement generals was a one-of-a-kind object, with the Warlov army's captains seated on both sides.

"Our country is currently experiencing a difficult crisis. We have been subjected to the irrational invasion of Burreal and have been deprived of a land called Dorga. As far as we are concerned, we want to recapture the Dorga as soon as possible. I would like to thank you for your help."

That's what General Gesicana says and bows his head. In the wake of his words, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Siewa continues his words.

"Basically, we at the Imperial Army would like to take charge of this battle. I therefore know that we would like to decide here on the formation, attacks and withdrawal of each army. Disturbing the chain of command leads to defeat. Please note this."

There is nothing to utter in her words. Seewa, watching how it was, turned her gaze to General Gesicana, who was sitting next to her, and nodded slowly.

"However, we want to recapture the Dorga most efficiently and effectively. To that end, we would like to hear a lot from you. We want to conduct these military discussions and plan an operation with your wisdom."

With a full grin, she turns her gaze to the reinforcements' generals. They all snort all the same, and not a single one utters a word.

"Quick, do you have any feedback?

Sheewa's voice echoes.

"… it seems that we have no particular opinion, so let me tell you how we stand with you this time, gathered. Having said that, we don't need you to travel in particular at the moment. Thanks to your excellent strategic vision, the siege of Dorga has already been completed. First, please stay at your current location and wait for orders from us. Nevertheless, this is how I was able to get together with you. First, I want to introduce myself and get to know each other."

Shortly after her words are finished, Geimi and the young commanders on the Warloff side quickly hand out paper and pens. There General Gessicana and Seewa wrote something crisp, and when they folded into triangles with accustomed hands, they fit in there and something like a name plate was up.

"Yes, if you do this, you can have a name plate. I would appreciate it if you would write down each of your affiliations, ranks, names, etc. It's obvious when you write it on paper. Ask the people of our empire for more information."

In the wake of Seewa's voice, the young tabernacles, who had refrained next to the reinforcements, began to teach a variety of things. They began to write crisp on paper, bewildered but at the suggestion of the Tabernacles.

"I'm sorry, does this make sense?

Suddenly, a woman's voice is heard and the gaze of everyone who was on the spot is concentrated. It was Matocal who opened his mouth.

"Do you have time to do this? Shouldn't we move to recapture Dorga as soon as possible?

To her voice, the air on the spot freezes.

"Are you... are you from the Agarta Army? Your name is certain..."

"Matocal."

"Sure, you've even been given the princess of King Agarta. I'll see you first. My name is Siewa, Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Warloff Imperial Army. I'm sorry I'm late to say hello. My apologies."

"No, I don't care about that. First......"

"I'm sorry to hear that you don't care. And that makes sense, and that's what we're doing."

"Makes sense?

"I have stated that I want to take back the Dorga effectively and efficiently. To do this, we need the wisdom of all kinds of people. But I wonder if we can express our opinions without the generals gathered here knowing each other. So this is how we create situations where it is easy for each other to talk. Please, don't understand that."

"I'm sorry. The recapture of the Dorga would be a matter for the Warlov Empire. If it is, it is your responsibility to reclaim the land. Because I can't do that, I guess I'm asking countries, including the Headata Empire, for reinforcements. Then there must be plenty of information to share with the generals of that reinforcement about how long they want to recapture Dorga, what tactics they have taken so far, the enemy forces in Dorga, their equipment…. Even if they say they want to borrow wisdom without doing so, etc., we have no opinion. Rather, is the Warlov Imperial Army running out of measures about the Dorga recapture?

"Please wait, Master Matokal"

The Lord of the Voice is General Gesicana. He turns his gaze to Matocal.

"I am Gesicana, Commander-in-Chief of the Warlov Imperial Army. It is fair to say that we intend to draw up an operation with respect for diverse opinions. Sincerely, this is the Warloff Empire. My country has its own way of doing things. I hope you understand."

His expression has a grin on his face, but it was a way of saying it to every part of the word that made him feel the pressure of not telling us to follow our way. But Matocal was not frightened. She goes on to say more.

"I believe that the planning of the operation should be done by the Warloff side, but I will not deny it if the story of the current general is a policy as a nation. With me, I won't refuse to come up with a draft operation. But if you want us to do that, we need information first. Even if they told me to give an opinion without any information, I would only be able to give an opinion that was merely a rumor. What can I say, it also seems to me that the way you do things in your country makes it seem like you are aggregating the opinions of many and, in fact, trying to go about the Kotto as the Warlov Empire thought. And if there is any deficiency or failure in the operation, there is also a concern as to whether to hold States accountable…"

"Mato......"

It was the man sitting next to her who told her in a small voice. He is rolling his face with a white cloth and moving his neck left and right as he joins his arms. When Matokal shook his body with a piqun in his voice, redness appeared on his face, which was a miracle.

"Sooo... sorry... what I did... a little too much..."

If you look closely, the neighbor's hand gently strokes Matocal's ass, but you can't see the sight from the people around you. Both General Gesicana and Seewa looked at the situation with a surprising look, but eventually, the two sighed loudly, as they had given up.

"Well what. I mean, show me your face today, so why don't you open up?

A white masked man talks in a squeaky voice as he looks around. No one responded to that voice. He nodded slowly, prompting the matocalypse to sit next to him to stand up slowly and leave the spot with a gratuity.

General Gesicana and Deputy Commander-in-Chief Shiwa were dropping that off with a sharp gaze, while Commanders Chan and Worka, who refrain from taking their side, were dropping that off as they nodded in small pieces.

"... Ladies and gentlemen, did you have a name plate? We will continue to use it during military discussions, I'm afraid, but we would like you to give them to our military."

The words of the worker are scattered with young ministers. She turned her sharp gaze again in the direction in which the matkals walked away, watching the actions of the tabernacles......