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

The Independent Cavalry Regiment had carried out thorough individual destruction. Even though the local lords of the northern part of the kingdom have turned their backs on the empire, they have not lost popular antipathy. If the firehand rises somewhere, it threatens to spill all at once. Rosenmarie had allowed the troops to deploy more extensively than at the outset of the repression in order to cope with unforeseen circumstances.

This operation was exactly what poked me there. He was supposed to commit an act without knowing the foolishness of the dispersal of forces because he had placed the northern half under his control in one place. The Independent Cavalry Regiment, which continued its night raid, has already destroyed fifteen squadrons. And it's crushing three small forts.

After all, the lords who betrayed the kingdom were unintentionally creating a situation in favor of the Seventh Army.

Ashton, who devised the plan, was having a late dinner surrounding Olivia and Claudia with incendiaries.

"So far, as Ashton planned, so good."

Claudia holds the bird meat in one hand and puts a bat mark on a map spread out on the ground.

"For now, for example,"

As a result of intelligence gathering, the total strength of the Northern Army was found to exceed 70,000. In contrast, the total strength of the Seventh Army remains at only 28,000. Each destruction reduced that number to 60,000, but still more than doubled the difference in strength. Fighting decently doesn't win.

"But the enemy isn't stupid either. You must have noticed the silliness of the force dispersion. If they assemble troops here in one piece, it'll be a pain in the ass."

"Lieutenant Claudia is right. So I want to end each destruction with this."

"Hmm? I don't know what you're talking about. Shouldn't we be reducing the number a little before we assemble?

If you drop your eyes on the map again, Claudia frowns.

"Excuse me. You didn't have enough words. To be precise, no further individual destruction is required. I was wondering if you could read this."

Take the letter out of your pocket and hand it to Claudia. It's a letter from an intelligence unit that Ashton organizes independently.

"Hmm, let me see"

Claudia spreads the letter. The content is that anti-imperial sentiment is growing among the people due to the activities of the Independent Cavalry Regiment. It also said that it was spreading rumors that it would distract the enemy troops further and that the people would flip the anti-flag.

"I see... now can't we even call troops to the detour... could this have been the true aim of each destruction?

"Exactly. Because there are limits to reducing enemies as well. Fortunately, it's worth the effort and the people are getting more lucky with anti-imperial sentiment. Rumors that cannot be ignored for the empire of flipping anti-flags there. There are 500,000 people in the northern half of the country alone. A total of 30,000 Imperial soldiers deployed everywhere now cannot move poorly. In fact, you can say you've been rendered powerless."

"You... you're a horrible man"

With that said, Claudia has stared in awe.

"I'm just desperate to survive - it's just that this is almost equally military. We can manage to bring it into the quintile."

Enemy's main unit. The Red Knights deploy to Windsham Castle for a total of 27,000. I said five minutes with my mouth, but inside, Ashton thinks it's pretty bad. Just once I've crossed swords, I'm going to know their strength by staining myself.

"Oh, thanks to Ashton for everything so far. Leave the rest to us. As a samurai, Ashton is a tease."

"Ha, you're right"

To Claudia's tearing words, Ashton scratches his cheek. From time to time Olivia mentors me, but I see no swords, no spears, no signs of improvement, no shards. "There are things that humans can and cannot do," he says in a strangely gentle voice here these days.

But I think that's fine. Everything is in the right place. Balance is important. It's not difficult.

"But... the Major is sleeping comfortably enough"

Claudia turns to Olivia, who is also stuck in the trunk. Were you tired too long, the bird meat is still about half eaten and is held in your hand. And even from the mouth full of oil, it seems to be dripping twinkly and salivating. The figure was called Reaper and it didn't look very much like it was shivering the Imperial Soldier.

"The last few days have been a streak after a series of fights. Honestly, I think I made it quite impossible."

"Well...... but I'm really hungry for the enemy to call me Reaper about the Major"

Claudia throws up like that while holding her fist.

"Ha, right"

Ashton responded appropriately. I wondered if I would steam that story back inside again. Then, Claudia resented me. I turned my eyes.

"Ha, right. Not! I don't think Ashton should do it. Because I'll engrave a crest on my armor."

"No... the aristocrats stamp their armor and shields, don't they? Lieutenant Claudia's armor is stamped with the Jung family crest, right?

"Well, that's true..."

Turning her gaze to the crest of a helmet with feather decorations on the field of the shield, Claudia turns to hide herself. Occasionally I bring up the matter of the crest, and this is how I blame it. Just saying Ashton is the culprit of it all.

He can't stand Olivia being called Reaper. I don't know what I'm angry about right now because they tease me no matter how many reasons I ask.

"Surely that crest is creepy. But I don't think that's the only cause they call Reaper..."

Two big sickles intersecting the cuckoo. Certainly not surprising to associate reapers. But Ashton thinks there's a cause for Olivia's work itself. He slaughters the Imperial Soldier with a spa, as if he were to slaughter even a straw doll at any rate.

Thanks to this, I've also been totally used to seeing amputated bodies here lately. But not for the Imperial Army. I mean, that's what I mean.

"So what the hell is the other cause?

"No... that's... I don't hate Olivia in the first place."

"Yes, I'm not sure about that. I hated being called a monster so much."

Olivia doesn't care about being called Reaper. Instead, show the bare gestures you like. That's why Claudia can't even speak up and complain, and I guess all the depression builds up.

Damn it, still throwing twigs into the fire is good evidence. It's not a hoarding thing because the spearhead is for me too.

"Look, isn't that it? Because Reapers are gods too. God, are you happy to be treated like that?

"Oh my God!! ─ ─ Mm-hmm, and excuse me. That was a little abusive."

Claudia coughs with Cohon while dyeing her cheeks slightly red. Apparently, he was ashamed of his current language.

"Heh. That's what Lieutenant Claudia tells us, too."

"... why are you laughing at Niyaniya there?

"No, I mean a little surprised. I'm sorry to be rude to your superior, but I thought you were kind of cute."

"Or cute?! Ugh, shut up! Don't say anything extra!

More red-dyed cheeks, Claudia rarely threw twigs at her as she swelled her cheeks.

"Shut up, Ashton and Claudia."

Suddenly he was called out and turned around, looking at Olivia still asleep. Apparently it's just a bedtime speech. When I accidentally look at Claudia and her face, she blows out of both.

"Well what. This is where we're going. Let's keep each other's minds together."

Claudia reaches out with a soft grin. She's right, this is where we're going. Troops are mutual, but enemies are the Red Knights. It is also unacceptable to show a moment of alarm. Still, if you walk with these two, you can face any ordeal. Makes me care about that.

"Yes, thank you for your continued support"

Ashton held the hand offered hard. Looking up into the sky, the stars of heaven were shining.