Sweet Reincarnation

"All armies, assault!!

Under Serjan's ordinance I, the fleet of the Royal Divine Army raised a wave.

"That's a good move. Boulders are the elite of the Ratesh family"

"Looks like we've been blessed with the wind. This will also be God's call again. Besides, we're not the only ones who make good moves. The Jobs, the Bombino, the Dan, they all make good moves. From Sir Mortairn's point of view, what do you see?

"The Bombino family still moves well. I have some familiarity with the sailors over there, so I have no doubt about my strength. You seem to be brushing your arms."

"Well, it would be comforting if Sir Mortairn had tattoos. You can expect this now."

Primary seats on the flagship.

It was the silver-haired boy who was beside the commander for some reason.

In this battle, Pais was greatly welcomed by the upper echelons, including Serjan. At the same time, it was repelled.

There was no zero house to neglect the Mortairn family every time they originally left the battlefield in this battle. No, it was more that way.

If we want to be handy, it is humane that we should shy away from the meritocratic Mortairn family before something stands out. I don't put it in my mouth if I don't talk, but many things make me feel it with attitude.

But I'm not laughing because I'm only oblivious to information in a house like that, and I was relieved to hear that Pais was the only one who came to reinforcements.

I wonder what every child would do, even if it were a wizard.

Many humans also heard the call with the prodigy, but it is the view of many (because they want to) that there are also miracles that can turn over the struggle of all the sick people where they have done so. He came here now and even suspected that maybe he was consulting on his escape support.

I felt fortunate about the situation in the Kadreček family, the Ratesh family, the Bombino family, etc., and the faces who knew so much about Pais' prowess.

As a young powerful man, the face known in aristocratic society snuck away, giving up his seat to Pais, who also had a low title, and appealing to him for help.

It is not a ghost, either, as Pace, so I gave him wisdom and sweets in exchange for a certain amount of reward, after informing him that the Bombino family had received a request for reinforcements and a letter begging for help.

Fresh fruit tart with a pile of berries picked on Mortarn territory. And a cure for sepsis.

Even skilled sailors, although there was some wonder as to why the Mortairn family of the biological Army military lineage knew the cure for the disease of unaware, there were no three more abalones in the family who doubted about Pais, and they took action just quickly.

For what it's worth, the capacity of patients with nautical disease begins to recover from the last three households, and new patients begin to show significant reductions. After confirming the remarkable effect, other places began to imitate it.

It is only for the record that all three families strongly earned more than they paid Pais as an information fee. There was a house that I even mentioned as a foreclosure to the reward of my handwriting, which even reached the Prince's ear and bought me a smile.

It's a wonder in the world that once you roll to the better, it all goes well.

The morale of each house improved markedly when snowflakes were not served in the bitterness of the war.

It is now that we are wrapping it up and heading to the place of the showdown in full, and now it is time to crush the enemy and attack him, and his nose is rough.

"Enemy Shadow Found!!

The Royal Divine Army had a sentinel system in place to prioritize enemy discovery.

In response to reports of enemy shadow sightings, a flag is raised on the flagship to take a dense formation again.

A dense formation that moves so close between the ship and the ship that it is likely to fly. It's a formation with no gaps.

It was the fleet of holy kingdoms that appeared before the armies of the Kingdom of God that united them. It is each other who has received the enemy. We all thought we should be aware of ourselves over there, but the enemy moves quickly on that right.

"The enemy seems to divide the fleet into two hands."

Without having to listen to his men's reports, Serjan was staring at his enemies and circling his thoughts.

"This time, you mustn't forgive the smallworker, as you did before. enemy movements, what Lord Mortairn thinks"

War power prevails. Or in view of the damage caused by the fighting, I would have just said to each other.

nervousness that failure is unacceptable. Serjan, a soldier who also trained his mental skills, called out to the reinforcements (one-man armies) who could count on him, saying that in order to be certain, he would also need a different sight.

"... you seem to want to disperse the power of this side somehow. I don't know what you're after... I think it's most likely that you're here to slap the other side of the head rather than force being a disadvantage."

"I mean, me"

The enemy's move was one that seemed bad.

It is the norm of military law to put together and operate as few troops as possible. He dares to show a second-hand split move, even though he doesn't.

In the Ode Wars, I was confused by the movement of this hand and was hurt because it moved to fit. Nothing is dumber as a military man than eating the same hand twice. Again this time, where this party tried to respond by splitting up its forces, it could assault weaknesses. Yes, Serjan thought.

Then there is one thing to deal with. If you crush one of the divided enemy fleets all at once, it becomes the ideal method of destroying each and every one.

"Or is it a pinch… or is it some kind of magically hidden ball?"

"Can't you read even Sir Mortairn?"

"I'm also an amateur at naval warfare, and I don't like military in the first place."

Pais thinks the only area he can confidently say he is good at is making sweets. I also think there should be wizards better than me and strong military personnel.

All of this is a significant divergence between self- and other evaluations, but I can't help but think that our purpose is to make the best sweets. Enriching the territory, becoming stronger in the military, using plots, and engaging in diplomatic warfare are all but means for doing so.

"When they say they are not good at Sir's power, they have no place for us. But surely it doesn't start when you try to read what they're after."

Serjan smiled bitterly.

Because if you're no better at Pace than you are at your area of expertise, it's a matter of identity: what the hell happens to you?

"Right. You won't even dare hit the back of your hand. Whatever the enemy's aim is, if it moves, we'll find out."

Trying to read the thoughts of your enemies, it's not good to go around behind your back. It is fundamental to the fight that it is more advantageous to take the lead and take the lead.

Serjan also ruled so as commander, and again ordered an assault in all armies. The aim is the enemy's left wing. An enemy in the wind. If we can ride the wind and the waves, we can attack with all our strength.

"Attack!!

The battle of arrows began and the curtain of battle was cut and dropped.

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Within the Holy National Army, there were serious problems.

"Eh, you've got me on the same hand over and over again."

Cardinal Adobyon, aboard the flagship, looked up as if he had chewed up a bitter worm.

"But even though the sick keep coming, are the enemies willing"

"Do you still want to change the operation?

"I won't change it. This is the only way to win."

Yes, even in the Holy Nation, there was a disease spreading on board for a long time.

Oddly enough, it was a nautical disease that wielded fierceness in the Kingdom of God fleet and a disease with exactly the same symptoms. No, it should be called the same disease without a multiplier.

The Holy National Army has a day long when it comes to information management. Since the blockade of information was carried out clearly, it is not true that the plight is leaking to the side of the Kingdom of God, but even the defective forces of war are diminishing for the wounded and sick.

Where the disadvantage has become even more unfavourable, the situation cannot even be reopened if nothing has changed.

Besides, there was trouble even with the only magical force that had prevailed over the Kingdom of God in the military power of the Holy Nation.

Marie Adit, the adopted daughter of Cardinal Adobyon and a healing Virgin who can also be considered a strategic weapon, began to fall with a high fever caused by bleeding, and Bitter, who ranks first in sequence and is the only one able to counter Mortairn, also left the front again due to illness. Several other wizards carrying him were sent backwards after suffering from sailing sickness on board.

When this happens, there can be no more decent maneuvers, etc., but it is the current situation where a person who still did not give up winning is giving him a measure, trying to flatter himself with it and exciting his feelings.

"At least I wish you and Bitter were the other way around."

"I think you're saying something bad. Is that it? Is it not?

The hard part to say salvation is that Lizzie-Lorenti, 10th in sequence, is safe?

Even such a light-headed woman became the Cardinal's only winner for the Holy Nation.

Dark, on the contrary, he's a big man in a sense, even though he's clearly discouraged, just to say he hasn't lost his swallowship.

"You can't withdraw, can you?"

"If we retreat now, the opponent will attack us with momentum. We will be fighting in our territory before we can cure the sick. If the enemy takes territory, we can't hope for decent harmony. Here, buy as much time as you can. Hold your power as long as you can. If those who sent them in the rear return, that might change the situation. I can never pull this place off. fight one battle, create the most advantageous posture possible and apply for harmony"

Yes, the aim of the Holy Nation is a thorough slow battle. It's also called buying time.

And slap the enemy commander. If the Commander's captivity, or removal, is achieved, he or she can buy time until he or she chooses a new Commander, even if the enemy's power itself is not reduced. If we can buy time, we may recover our power on the part of the Holy Nation as well.

That is why we divided the fleet into two parts. Confound the enemy with one move, manage to find a gap and strike the enemy leader. There's a chance there.

How to make your opponent's eyes point to a positive motion. How to find the other person's gap. How to make a gap between them. And how to mislead our aim.

There are many challenges, but not impossible. That's what I tell myself, Cardinal.

"The enemy is on its way!!

"Intercept. You don't have to ketch arrows here. Shoot him with the intention of shooting him up!!

The reward for arrow warfare begins.

Surprisingly, the Holy Nation seemed to have a slight advantage. Apparently, it's affecting that the Kingdom of God side is shooting while calculating arrow consumption in view of a long war.

Only in the meantime did the Holy Nation win the advantage, which kept shooting at the grudges. Precious initiative, you can't give it to me.

"Let the dormant team go around. Make an exquisite suspicious move to draw the enemy's attention."

The atmosphere on board became brighter and brighter.

If you impress the hand strength here, the enemy should have to stick up and respond to a separate team, almost exclusively for the sick. For that matter, the flagship's defenses will be diminished.

"Enemy, confirm flagship"

"All right, all right!!

More good news follows.

With the flagship behind us and possibly generously protected, we received reports that we saw the flagship of the Kingdom of God in a position that could be called the almost frontline.

It is likely that the Commander himself felt the need to inspire morale because of the damage caused by the fighting. A brave enemy. Worthy of respect. But that's why I want the neck this time.

"Transmit to all ships"

"Ha."

The Cardinal issues an order aloud, slightly blushing.

"Assault!! The target is the enemy flagship. Target is the enemy commander's neck. Don't worry about anything else. The battle wins and loses hang at this time!!

"" Oh!!

The sailors respond to the commander. He is the elite among the elite who believe he has been protected by God. The faithful who believe in protection, do not doubt victory, and have carried out numerous orders.

This would be fine, and the Cardinal sat in a chair trying to calm his feelings.

"Below, Below"

"Oh, my God, Lizzie."

"It's good to go into the flagship, but what if the enemy has a wizard?

"... will rely on you. I know you do, but you can't lose."

Dada is not listed in the tenth place in the sequence. A practitioner wizard who is young, but also has practical experience with Lizzie. She also had confidence that if she was a wizard there, she would deal with it enough to show it.

But things have an exception.

"But what if the enemy flagship had a neck hunt?

"... can you win?

"You won't be able to. It's too incompatible with my magic. Other wizards seem to be capable of catching the worst of my magic, but they can't catch that demon in the first place. You're done getting stabbed. Me."

Lizzie's opinion was sober. Whatever lives are at stake, they are serious in themselves.

"Well... if that's the case... it's a retreat"

"Just me?

"Total retreat. If they hunt my neck, the collapse of the army cannot be stopped, and there is no art of exchange at the earliest. So when the flagship has a neck hunt, let them know immediately."

Bye-bye, Hitoshita.

"Hmm?"

"A flickering flag is a Mortairn flag, right?"

What follows the flagship of the Kingdom of God is the crest of the royal family of the Kingdom of God, the crest of the Count Ratesh. And it was the flag of the Mortairn family that was raised high today.

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The ship of the flagship of the Kingdom of God had a very bright voice.

"My lord, the enemy has signed up for harmony. The surrender flag is rising."

"Right. Respond when you respond to the discussion."

Serjan pulled out his shoulder.

It was an absolutely unbeatable battle, but he said he seemed to manage to fit in.

"I was also looked after by Sir Mortairn. My army couldn't even fight if Sir couldn't come."

"No. Sometimes I just knew the cure"

"Still, thank you."

Serjan bowed his head to Pais.

"But I didn't know nautical diseases could be cured with sweets and fruits"

"I gave my men berries and potatoes as they were, but this is specially made. It's my handmade."

"I just have to believe it more than it worked... it tastes good. Is this useful?"

Fruit tart with Sergian cheeks.

Fresh fruit was sprinkled. It was a triumphant flavour that perhaps felt sour.