Pass through black hair that has never been dyed.
Familiarity is important.
People just look good, and it's not often that they give that person credit.
Proof that the word is good, not according to appearance.
It's what you look like that determines the person's figure on your own.
We need to be more careful just because a military conference opens after this.
"Elma, will you take that jacket?
"Yes, Witch"
Elma hands me a collared jacket.
It's not a military uniform, but it's somehow a jacket with a design that looks like it.
I put my sleeve through it.
"Hmm, is there something wrong?
"No, there's nothing wrong with that. No, there isn't."
Elma sets the tone.
"If it's not in public, you can talk like you normally do"
"Is that true? Thank you. It's hard to say a hard word to a village girl like you."
"Yes. Well, it must be hard to always be careful. There's nothing wrong with that if you give me a chance."
It's not very strict to be a geese in regular discipline.
Disgruntled must also come out.
Then, if only you could give me a TPO, I'd be better off looking somewhat overwhelmed.
"Witch, excuse me"
With such a voice, another daughter belonging to the Wand Squad enters the tent.
"What's going on?
"Yes, a letter from Liebra to the witch..."
"A letter? Give it to me."
I take the envelope or drop my gaze.
Sealed wax crest - the Medez Frontier House crest.... Annelie?
Turning over the envelope, there was still Annelie's signature.
In this world, when it comes to means of communication with distant opponents, it becomes a letter exclusively.
Quite a time lag occurs in that exchange, but there's nothing I can do about it because I don't have any other means.
The greatness of phone calls and emails makes me feel smudged.
Since the last time I received the letter, I have been pinching a lot of time.
When the letter arrived before, Konrat left Leibra and was careful. I'm worried something will happen to Konrat on the battlefield. That was all spelled out.
Then it was a letter with such a feminine content that she wasn't feeling well because of her hard work, she didn't have an appetite every day, and she also had nausea.
A letter with no useful information at all and no more interesting shards.
To be honest, it was also a hundred million hijackings to go ahead with reading, but that being said, Annelie is one of the important sponsors.
I had no choice but to encourage her and return a letter like a labor.
And at the end of the letter, I sent her a closing note with words to guide her into worsening health and encourage her to take a doctor...
Now what letter? I feel tired before I read it.
... Haa, I can't help but put the unpleasant behind me.
Shall I read it before the military conference?
I open the envelope with zero sigh.
And run your gaze at the letter that came out of inside.
".......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
There was an unexpected leak of surprise in what was written there.
"Are you still honorable latio soldiers! Words like butting in enemy soldiers inferior to their own! Don't you dare to be insulted by a latio soldier!
"Say what! He's a pig, and he's brave enough to stick it in his enemies without thinking about it!
"What! You call a petty officer a simple fool like a pig!
"If you look at what's going on with you now, you can't help it if they say so!
"You said it! You coward!
As you can see, the military venue was disputed.
A good adult says, pinching a desk set in the center of the great tent, spitting.
I was rubbing it with either a positive proposal or a cautious proposal, to a large extent, to adopt those two things.
Currently, the Army of the Republic of Latio marched across the border to within the Kingdom of Magna.
The Seventh Army of the Kingdom of Magna against, as expected, intends to strive for delayed combat.
Pulling in like a turtle, he has a defensive system in place.
In contrast, two proposals emerged in the context of military discussions.
One is an aggressive proposal to exploit the advantages of numbers and strike once and for all, so as not to destroy enemy forces. It's sudden dueling thought.
The other is a cautious proposal to see how things are going in a hands-on battle for a while.
Well, both should come out, come out and it's a natural idea.
Yet I wonder if this is something that makes the debate rough.
Oh, boy, do you think the opinions of those with loud voices will be adopted?
Both are raising their voices.
Okay, well, naturally in my position, I just want to push back the positive proposal.
If the destruction of the Seventh Army of the Kingdom of Magna is delayed, the Army of the Arlunian Marquis could fall first.
You can't let that happen.
All right, suppose I join the fight here, too? No, no!
Strike your palms against your desk vigorously.
The van and the loud noise stop the ear-touching argument.
"I understand my brothers' point very well. Both sides have a point. However, only this time we should adopt a positive proposal."
A sudden outrage knocked out the debate. And make your own point.
It's a quiet place for a while, but one of the prudents opens his mouth.
"What is the rationale for this, that we should adopt a positive proposal?
"… Basis. Overlooking the overall war situation, he says it's obvious."
"What do you mean?
Don't just listen to me, just think for yourself, okay?
"A prudential approach would also be good if we just looked at the battle in front of us, the battle between your country and the Seventh Army of the Kingdom of Magna. But in the whole war, that's bad.
All right, all right, you're listening quietly.
I look around and check my surrounding face and put it down for a beat before continuing.
"As my brothers know, the Army of the Arlnian Marquis, contrary to ours, is relative to an enemy army that beats its own. Blurry, the Horse Army could be defeated. … it is clear that this is a situation where we should adopt awkward speed rather than craftiness"
I assure you, I just say I'm self-explanatory.
Then the aggressive officers shoot back here.
"That's right! Lord Sizuk is right!
"No need for earliest discussion. I'm not asking you to kill your friends, am I?
"Do not destroy the Seventh Army of the Kingdom of Magna at once!
At once the flow leaned towards the aggressives.
The prudential officers give an awkward look.
That's how I turned my gaze to General Kirico to ask for help.
They are cautious officers, and I know a hundred things, such as what I told them, without having to explain them cordially.
Still, a cautious proposition is that you don't like to make wasted damage in winning battles.
Clarify, I wonder if the Army of the Arlnian Marquis or something like that matters.
The only thing that matters is your own army.
And that must be the idea of General Kirico, commander-in-chief, as can be seen from their current attitude.
"... Hmmm, certainly in a situation where enemy forces should be defeated promptly. But how about a little prudence?"
General Kirico puts out a helpship to the prudents that way.
Well, that ship is just a mud ship.
"I hear something different, my Lord Commander-in-Chief. Do you understand the situation but deny the instant showdown? Then there's no choice but to call it a hostile act."
Condemn General Kirico's words as' hostile acts'.
The less intensity of the word butt makes the prudent even the aggressive look a little bit more.
"Ri, it's a hostile act!?... Lord Sizku, isn't the word too much for anything?
Even if it boils for a moment, General Kirico managed to take care of it and show it.
Well, stay calm. But......
"What about that? I suppose the junior officer is right about Lord Sizuk."
"Become!?
One of the six generals supports my words. No, he's not the only one.
"I agree."
"Indeed, His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief's words are too strange"
"Mm-hmm. I can't help it if they call it an act of enmity."
Four generals at once support me and condemn General Kirico.
Those four generals had exactly the same face as the four generals who were the first to agree with my theory of pursuit in the earlier military debate.
"Stupid................... Huh! No way, you guys!?
"No way? What are you trying to say, my lord?
"Ugh... that's..."
Mouth caged General Kirico.
That would be so. There's no way I can say that, without any basis, that you guys were even made a takeover.
But well, as General Kirico speculated, General Four is holding it in here, hey.
To be precise, their respective guardians are leading senators.
The rooting was done by Sir Bartolone and Sir Cazzarini.
Hehe, that is to say, four of the six generals with the final decision, that I have held the majority.
That is synonymous with my taking over the real power of this army.
General Kirico turns his gaze to me as he shivers his body.
Is the tremor due to anger or fear?
Well, either way.
I smile back at the poor old man. Smile like a witch.