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

The First Army, led by Marshal Cornelius, and the Tianyang Knights, led by Marshal Graden, clashed in the Garaba Plains, west of Fortress Keel. Together, the two armies total 80,000. For the Royal Army it is the land of the cause of the destruction of the Fifth Army, and for the Imperial Army it is the land that inspired them to go on offense.

The battle, which began initially with platoon-sized skirmishes, also intensified gradually. Ten days later, without giving up a single step between the two armies, we were beginning to see what the total force was like.

─ First Army Headquarters

Receiving information from the conductors, Ninehardt sat hastily in a seat lined up with officers, beginning with Cornelius, as the morning and evening cold differences generated heavy fog as they did on a continuous basis.

"Did you make any moves?

"Ha, it looks like Tianyang's troops have begun to move forward, distracted by the thick fog. The number is four to five thousand. I thought you were going to launch an assault on the right wing from the direction."

After a slight silence, Cornelius began to stroke the white beard of his jaw. He is wearing brown armor that it is a love product from the Herd's Deceptive Era and tells the story of countless scars being warriors of war. And it's the treasure sword that bears Remlia's name that's on his hips. It seems that there are no two properties in this world that the emperor of the Lemurian Empire, a small country in the south long since it perished now, has offered in exchange for the prince's figure.

The old general, who stepped down to the battlefield, once beckoned with the ever-victorious general, usually had no glimpse into him.

"─ Has the Knights of Tianyang also finally cut the paralysis? The Third Reich General is a brilliant commander... but he's still young."

"Would you like me to lead the soldiers and intercept them, if you don't mind?

"To it, old man."

Say it, Cornelius, and speak immediately of the proposed operation. The contents dare to allow assault and place an ambush ahead of the enemy breaking through. It was about inverting soldiers who appeared to have been further broken up and weighing the blackmail. All the officers nod uncontested, and the waiting conductor runs away toward the right wing. Then another conductor appeared to replace him. Two silver stars on the red shoulder. He's a Second Army conductor.

"I say. In the Flyberg Plateau, our Second Army destroys the enemy. We're on our way to cover the First Army."

A joyful voice rises from the officers to the words bounced by the conductor. Beginning with Ninehardt, many thought they would not allow prediction. So here's the good news for the upcoming battle. Cornelius exhales loudly and opens his mouth quietly.

"Right. Did Lieutenant General Brad do a great job with this dilemma?"

"Ha, temporarily under critical circumstances, but the situation was reversed by Major Olivia's reinforcements"

Cornelius blinks.

"You're the girl called Reaper by the Imperial Army... I've been getting reports from you, too, but I remember the old story that Grandpa Zeng told me. Actually, what do you say?

In response to that question, Ninehardt answered with Olivia's refined face in mind.

"Perhaps...... no, I definitely thought it was the strongest soldier in the Royal Army. Honestly, I've never been more relieved on my side."

As affirming Ninehardt's words, the conductor conveys Olivia's activism with excitement. As far as that story is concerned, you can say that the enormity of the Medal of War has reached an area that does not allow others to follow. Although I can't imagine it from my usual floating attitude.

The word hero blurs the back of Ninehardt's brain.

"I see. I guess being the Lord and saying it that far is just a rare handiwork. For our Royal Army, we might as well call ourselves the goddess of death."

"Right. 'Cause that's what it does look like."

Cornelius peeks at the gnawed face in the words that Ninehardt casually utters. The officers in line and monsters have turned to the same eyes they have seen.

"─ Did I say something strange?

Cornelius opens his mouth while coughing several times.

"No, I've never heard the Lord praise people for their appearance. Your current word, Lord's Deputy... What did you say your name was?

"Are you Ensign Caterina?

"Yes, yes. It's Ensign Caterina. Wouldn't that girl be scared and outraged if she heard?

"... why would Ensign Caterina be outraged there?

I don't know what you're talking about, and Ninehardt tilts his neck inside. Cornelius turned his pitiful face to this one somewhere, and the officers were all there and laughing bitterly.

"Hmm. Are you saying that there are some things that are missing, even if the Lord is equipped with the approximate ones? It seems that the heavens will not give up to three things, even if they give ni things. Now that girl must be struggling."

"As the Marshal said, I know you're going through a hard time..."

Katerina as a deputy is excellent, and Ninehardt is also aware that she is sweet and struggling with it a lot. I am aware, but therefore, I had no idea what Cornelius said was missing.

"That's not what I meant...... well. We'll talk slowly and let them listen when we get a chance. More than that."

So cut the words, Cornelius rising from the chair. Slowly pulling through the lower back Remlia as we all pay attention. The first time I see it, the fullness is blurred and blue, somewhere cold, with an awesome flavor that cuts off everything I touch.

Cornelius opened his eyes cuttingly and shoved momentum to the ground, he said.

"Stick a lion's fang out to the Knights of Heaven and Yang more than this. Let's show them the full specifications of our First Army."

"" "Ha!!!

The officers gave a standing salute as they raised their wars high on their faces. Cornelius gazes at Ninehardt after looking at them satisfactorily.

"Ninehardt, keep in touch with the Second Army."

"As His Excellency the Marshal says."

A unique salute to the knight, answering with his right hand on his chest. As did Cornelius, he nodded deeply with his right hand against his chest.

─ ─ Tianyang's Knights Main Office

"Apparently we misjudged the strength of the First Army. It looks like we're fighting each other at first glance, but gradually our necks are strangled."

To the words of Brigadier General Staff Oscar, Gladen distorted his thoughtful face. I was never insulting the First Army. It came to pass with all the strength of the Knights of Heaven and Yang. However, if I actually opened the lid, the first army's and hence Cornelius' extraction, which was going through all of this prediction, was running around my body.

"─ Any word from the troops you sent in?

"No. I thought it was probably devastated..."

An officer who presents a proposal to storm in the fog roughly says.

"Destruction? Destruction! Five thousand troops of Tianyang!

The officers in line were wolfing when they saw Gladen pounding his fist against the table with a high fist. It is rare to absurd your voice against your subordinates' failures. Because from day to day, my subordinates have publicly proclaimed that their superiors are responsible. That implied that I couldn't afford my own mind, and it was enough to fall into self-loathing.

"─ Excuse me. Something that could have been the head of the Imperial Third General has shown some ugliness."

"Don't worry about it. The strength of the First Army greatly exceeds that anticipated by the analysis team. I thought it was more important to hit the next hand as soon as possible than that."

When was it made ready? One of my men gently offers me borschen tea. The stifling warmth spread throughout his body as he poured it down his throat thanking Oscar for his care.

"Oscar's words are good. Anybody got any ideas?

Say and look over the officers. Then everyone, except Oscar, turned down as if they had shown each other. Usually, lively opinions are exchanged. I'm guessing the attitude Graden showed earlier is one of the factors that's causing them to constrict.

(Are you saying that if you are too used to winning, you become terribly afraid of one defeat? What a pity for all the officers who lead the Knights of Heaven and Yang. This is a big challenge for the future......)

As Gladen exhales loudly inside, the outside becomes increasingly noisy. The conductor appeared as the two soldiers took charge of his shoulders.

"Somebody give this man water."

Follow Graden's instructions and your men will give you a water bottle. When the conductor drank the water to bathe, he calmed his disturbed breathing and knelt.

"I say. Lieutenant General Patrick is dead. The army is devastated."

The place is surrounded by silence. No one could swallow the words of his commanding officer, making his eyes a kyoton. It could be said that the same was true of Gladen and that it was an extremely natural reaction. Because most recent reports said they had cornered the Second Army.

"... what do you mean? The last report says they've cornered the Second Army. And then it hasn't been two days - did Patrick lie?!

But as soon as I say it, I realize it's a mistake. Patrick has a cracked bamboo personality and is a man with no connection to falsehoods, rape plots, etc. The task force Gladen arranged must not have thought very comfortably either. The conductor shakes his head to the side with his eyes black-and-white.

"No. Lieutenant General Patrick has not made any false statements. As the Marshal said, we were hunting down the Second Army to the point of collapse."

When I say that, I grip the dirt on the ground like a jerk.

"Then why would it lead to Patrick's death?"

"Because Olivia the Reaper appeared. Both Lieutenant General Patrick and Major General Christoph have reached an unbroken end thanks to the fierce blade of Reaper."

The inside of the tent became noisy at once.

"Olivia the Reaper! Why is he on the central front?!

I hear Olivia the Reaper belongs to the Seventh Army. In response to the natural question, the conductor shook his neck sideways without force.

"I don't know that. One thing is for sure, they'll be here in no time."

Graden lost the word to return. If you pepper the word of the conductor, that means nothing more than that the Knights of Heaven and Yang are in danger of being pinched. Besides, the other guy is that reaper Olivia. Sometimes the strength of the First Army was more than expected, and I instantly realized that the delay in judgment would lead to total annihilation.

"Marshal, dealing with Reapers even more under this circumstance is..."

"I know. Unfortunately, we're retreating to Fortress Keel."

Everyone nods instantly at Gladen's words. Aleksandr himself, the arrowhead who tried to determine what would be the most difficult temple. The face is full of strange confidence.

"─ Fine. Give Alexandre three thousand soldiers. Let me try."

"Ha!"

As each of them rushes to start preparing to withdraw, Oscar hears quickly.

"In Lieutenant Colonel Alexandre, I think the load is too heavy?

"I won't give you the same advice twice. Living or dying depends on Alexandre. Well, you'll definitely die. If you hold on for about two hours, we can pull back enough."

"If that's the case"

Gladen and Oscar snort silently. Three thousand soldiers were entrusted to Alexandre to begin the retreat towards Fortress Keel.

"Haa, haa, haa. Lieutenant Colonel Alexandre, come here now."

Alexandre through the Garaba Plains splits into the back of the woods, prompted by his leading deputy, Captain Zasha. There are only five men to follow, including Zasha. To make it a little easier to escape, the armor has been stripped off at last. Occasionally the twigs blushed and mutilated her cheeks, but she kept running without a loose end.

"Ha, ha, fuck! It's not supposed to be like this..."

It was only natural for Alexandre to buy his lord and leave. I didn't suspect that I would be able to accomplish a brilliant mission if I were youngest and became a lieutenant colonel. But Alexandre's troops, who came in contact with the Second Army, disintegrated without holding it for two hours.

(I wasn't lacking strength. I just happen to be overlooked by luck. If Marshal Graden still survives, the promotion of the Colonel is like he was promised. Brigadier General, if it works)

With that in mind, I noticed that the breath of my men running behind me was interrupted. When I accidentally stopped and looked back, the four men had no shadow or shape.

Lieutenant Colonel Alexandre, stand back.

Suddenly Zasha calls me back and I look forward with my sword in place without alarm. A girl in pitch-black armor appeared as she sewed between the trees at short notice.

"Silver hair and pink black armor. You're Olivia the Reaper!

"Yeah, I am. We're done messing around, right?

Zasha flies through the birds of conversion in an odd voice. As Olivia drops her hips slightly, she wipes her sword away at the right reverse. A large amount of blood poured down the tree, and the blown upper body caught on a tree branch. My guts are pouring down toward the ground.

"Next..."

"Ma, wait! I surrender, so help me with my life!

Alexandre throws down the sword he is lowering on his hips, indicating his intention to surrender. Look at the sight now, Sang, if there is a man who points his sword at you, I'm sure that man has his head in the wrong. Olivia tilted her little neck with a black sword wrapped around her shoulder.

"Is that it? I was told that the Knights of Tianyang would not surrender?

"I don't know who said that, but no one likes to die"

When Alexandre answers that, Olivia just nods that it is the best.

"I think so, too, but somehow we all want to die. You won't be able to read the book, and you won't be able to eat anything delicious. Then follow me."

Having said that, Olivia lays her black sword on her sheath and walks forward slowly as she sings her nose. I couldn't feel anything there called vigilance.

(Kuck. Sure is the owner of a horrible sword move, but the contents are silly rounded women. It's funny how Lieutenant General Patrick and Major General Christoph were killed by these guys, too. Fighting is not all about positivity. The point is, whatever cowardly hand you use, you just have to win one last time)

Alexandre chuckles inside. If it were to kill Reaper, it would be foiled. No doubt Major General's status will be promised. As I approach behind Olivia in a slow foothold with that in mind, I quickly take out the dagger that is planted on my right sleeve.

(Death!!

Alexandre wore a big dagger at Olivia's neck.

"─ That?

After a moment of bright sight, Olivia, who should be falling in front of her, stood with her cheeks swollen. On his left hand is a toctok and a heartbeat. As he dropped his rough gaze to his left chest, blood began to twitch from the top of his torn shirt.

"... ahhh"

"You can't lie to me. Because ghosts pull my tongue out."

Olivia grips her heart. Alexandre's consciousness broke off with Putung there.