Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

─ ─ Central front.

The Kingdom of Swaran and the Principality of Stonia, small countries located in the centre of the continent. And the central front between the three countries adjacent to the Earth Belt Empire is the region where the most intense battles are waged in this war.

There is the defeat of the Keel Fortress, which has been scorned with impenetrability. Furthermore, there were those who desperately resisted under the worst circumstances of the destruction of the Fifth Army.

We have an urgent call from Wang Du.

The man, who was checking the state of the war over his binoculars, exhaled a mild sigh. Judging from the stiff voice color, I know it's not even busy anyway. From a man's point of view, it's just a nuisance such as an emergency call from Wang Du.

"Do I have to ask that?

"Oh, of course!

"Huh. Okay, okay. Don't be so angry."

When the man returns his binoculars to his waist, he turns his gaze to the Lord of his voice - Captain Reese, who lifts his eyebrows and eyes. As he squeezed his jaw to speak, Leese opened her mouth with a sunken look on her face.

"Third and fourth armies are devastated on the northern front. Lieutenant General Rats Smyth and Lieutenant General Linz Bart both died in battle."

"... is there room for correction in that report?

Asking just in case, Reese shushes and shakes her neck sideways. Surprisingly, in cadet school, the memory of the three of us doing evil came back to life. It is a good old youth.

"Oh well... Lats and Linz have finally passed away"

When the man turns on the cigarette and lights it, he narrows his eyes as he exhales the smoke. His name is Brad Enfield.

The last shield on the central front - a general who leads the Second Army.

"Excuse me. Actually, there's more to it."

To Reese, who opens her mouth reluctantly, Brad urges her to continue as she brutally scratches her blurred hair. It's hard to find out that it's not the next story or busy anyway.

Lieutenant General Blood wants us to keep an eye out for the north, while maintaining a central front.

"... bad. Would you say that again?

Has my ear suddenly gone crazy? I made him repeat it from that thought.

Lieutenant General Blood wants us to keep an eye out for the north, while maintaining a central front.

Returned are the same words without the madness of a lease-like dimension. Apparently, it is normal to have ears. Brad looks up at the sky as he sprinkles his cigarettes. In my eyes is a clear blue sky with no clouds.

If this isn't the battlefield, I'm about to fall asleep in the meadows and enjoy a great nap.

"... Huh... damn it. Make it hard. Are you running away from me?

"My Lord!!

Reese's fury echoes on the battlefield.

But Brad has a say, too.

"No, no, it doesn't matter what you think, does it? It's like you're telling me to deal with an attack from the north, even though it's full of current conditions. You know how unscrupulous Captain Reese is.

"Oh, that's..."

Exactly, there's no ingredient to deny, says Reese. If the enemy that devastated Ratz and Linz enters the center, the Second Army will undoubtedly be besieged. If that happens, we will be going after the not far future, Rats and Linz. I see you two greeting each other with a bitter smile.

Brad thinks it's not a joke. I have no desire to drive the Second Army to a dead end. I told Liese I was going to run, but I mean half of it. It's not what I found out about the intentions above. When I think quickly about what to do with the escape route, I gaze at Reese.

I was staring at this one jizzily as to whether it was something I hadn't said enough yet.

"Um. If you have something to say, say it spa. Spa."

"Don't look so blatantly disgusted. I forgot to tell you, the Seventh Army destroyed 50,000 enemies in the Plains of England. Plus, they've successfully taken Fort Casper."

"What!? Are you sure about that information?

When Brad asked, Reese said with a grin for the first time today.

"Yes, it means we won a great victory."

Brad hasn't asked for the word victory in a long time. Besides, it's a big victory. Probably the first time since the fall of the Keel Fortress. Furthermore, Brad slapped his fist into the palm of his hand when he heard that the casualties on his side were only a single digit in the Battle of Fort Casper.

"Ha! That's Paul's dick. It's not Dada's alias to achieve a divine victory under this circumstance. That means…"

Brad stroked his chin around and then ordered Liese to prepare a map of the south of the kingdom as soon as possible. When a map is available, Brad spreads it over his desk in all likelihood.

Leese shut up and watched Brad stare at the map as he ate in. You mustn't speak poorly from the side at times like this.

Because I come up with something for better or worse, and I'm desperate to think about it. After a while Brad is taking his gaze off the map and slowing down his cigarettes for fun.

"My lord, did you come up with any good ideas? If you don't mind, would you like to tell me?

"─ Hmm? Right...... in conclusion, I would ask the Seventh Army to deal with the enemies of the North. Except for the escape route, this is the only way we can help."

Brad said away with certainty. But I guess Leese wasn't convinced. I have immediately objected with a frown.

"Are you in the Seventh Army?!? Exactly. I don't think that's possible, though?

"I can't? Why would you think that?

When Brad says that seriously, Reese opens her mouth as if she were stunned. Just wondering if you don't even know that.

"Because...... I did recapture Fort Casper. But I don't think the Seventh Army can move inadvertently more than there is a keel fortress to the north?

With that said, point to Fort Casper and Fort Keel on the map. In addition, Reese shares her own analysis and explains in detail how the Seventh Army cannot move.

Asked, Brad laughed invincibly.

"You're not. On the contrary, the Seventh Army lifted the shackles. The advantage of Fort Casper is that it can build solid defensive lines around it. That's because the terrain is quite complex. Using it well would make it possible for even the widows to deal with the great army. Provided you have a good commander."

Reese reconfirms the map so that she can eat in with Brad's explanation. With bumps and squeals, he is raising his glasses, which are about to slip away from time to time.

"─ Sure, if you ask me, that's a really good terrain to defend... this is going to be pretty dampening, even if you deal with triple enemies. Your Excellency is right, but we need a good commander."

Reese nods with a convincing face when she raises her face. It would be something like the chief graduation of the Royal School of Clerks is not Dada. Though I don't have to hope that this will be a little more accommodating.

"Right? Surely there must have been an Ellman bastard in the Seventh Army. If you keep about 10,000 soldiers with him, it's probably cheap in the south. In that case, there will be no point in sticking to the Gallia fortress. I mean..."

"So the Seventh Army gets freedom of movement."

Reese answers to take over Brad's words. Brad nodded lightly after smiling bitterly.

"That's what I'm talking about."

"Okay. Then we will send the horses to Wang Du as soon as possible."

Brad turns a new cigarette as he drops off Reese, who walks away early enough. To tell you the truth, I just want to diagnose a request to the First Army that I think I can move right away. But I don't think Alphonse will allow it at all. Now that the Third and Fourth armies have been destroyed, the hands of the Empire are surely stretching to the center - the Wang Capital.

Brad thought he wouldn't be able to hit a beating leaving King's Capital just now.

(But I don't really want to make a "debt" to the Seventh Army. Paul's dick, whoa hey hey)

The smoke that Brad spit out was blown in the wind and danced in the sky with the sand and dust.