Sweet Reincarnation

The first joint military exercise sponsored by the Mortairn family resulted in a rapid transition to a forest sweep operation.

Each of you should be excited about your responsibilities and fulfill your mission. If you do, you will not be awarded a reward for folding the end of this operation.

And, Pais' mouth was glossy, and as a result of inspiring morale, the exercise, which was supposed to just gather information and go around, was rapidly becoming a military action like mountain hunting.

Everyone in a position to support him around Pais holds his head in unison. I can't take my eyes off Pais because of this.

Nothing at first, if you realize it, is a big commotion. Or as it is, there is a horror that could cause a fight in other houses.

Of course, Pais himself proclaims himself a pacifist and says that the battle should be refrained from, but the glorious history of war of the past tells the story of the powerlessness of words.

"Fifteen to twenty, back off. Stop enemy detours. Twenty-one, cover to stop the detour. Don't let them get away with it."

In this operation, Pais plays the role of general with broad control of the whole in the rear. The role of front-line commander in action was continued by young squire Prohor.

He suddenly made a big promotion despite his inexperience in directing in action. He is also said to be the best disciple of Pais, said to be the best of Pais' godchildren. Even if there is something surprising about the promotion, there is nothing to contest.

Of course, some people envy the synchronization. The same generation of people who were learning in school at the same time as themselves are driving down the street of birth in a way that is obvious to everyone's eyes. From a man with a strong upward orientation, there will even be remorse. But I guess it's the well-trained people who get excited about losing. Everybody thinks there's no way I can do this to him.

That's why I have a rough nose when I show you a good place here.

I guess that's a good thing because it's tied to good results without even fixing it.

Prohor's command, in a nutshell, is solid.

Tactical thinking that thoroughly reduces the amount of damage received less than the magnitude of the damage inflicted while keeping the element of uncertainty as little as possible.

Of course, I know what Prohor thinks for the youngsters. It's just like the textbook, so nothing is difficult.

And again, a boar rushes past the soldier's side at a fierce speed.

If boars really run, they run at speeds of 30 or 40 km/h, making it difficult for humans to run aggressively and chase them. Even if I can chase him with my eyes, I can't do it with my feet. There's no way you can do something flat or impossible in the woods.

That's why formation by majority refers to things.

It's just the right place at the right time, as if you're predicting where you're going to run away, and the right place for someone to wait.

"Uh-oh."

A dawn man spears to thwart a burst of pigs that have been running with horrible momentum. It is dangerous to get out in front of the porcine process, so it is a guide for a few people to make a snail (yabuzuma).

A swift turning boar for fear of being stabbed slowed down as soon as possible. And it is given to the Blood Festival by the other soldiers who waited.

"Eight, nine, ten, up. Look closely at the smoke."

"Leave it to me. Gee ho"

I wonder, a big shadow moves on the tree. Monkeys.

I don't know if it's a nanizal, but I can't be alarmed when I deal with a big monkey there. Monkeys are smart for animals, perform group actions, and have high physical abilities. Needless to say, there are some species that are nearly two hundred kilometers long, even for a grip. There has been an incident where apes can be skinned raw.

The fangs are alive and well, and if attacked by a cohesive number, they would be instantly baited if they were just human beings.

It depends on how the monkeys do what they don't like to do to deal with the monkeys on the tree. They burn plants that emit smoke that monkeys don't like, and they chase away monkeys who make noisy noises about their bunnies. Fire attacks are fundamental in tactics.

"That's a solid command inside."

"Oh, it seems so"

Pais nods satisfactorily. The map in hand is updated from time to time, and the current situation can be seen really clearly in conjunction with the location of the emergence of dangerous beasts.

Pylon was reminded once again of the awesomeness of the painting by [transcription]. I heard that magic is a very convenient thing, whatever magic it is, but that's exactly what I saw. No, it's more than I imagined. Detailed map to be updated on an hourly basis. With this, how advantageous can it be in military action? I can't feel anything at stake with the military operations that are going on. I can imagine the situation in the field, as I see it in front of me.

One of the competencies required of a commander is imagination. From slight information, limited circumstances, the ability to imagine what is happening now and to explore the best hands. It is experience and taste that compensates for the imagination.

Commander disqualifies if the Commander cannot be in a situation where updates are kept up to date. Even good people command with more than enough information. This is not the earliest known battle of pylons. Something else.

"For this minute, it's going to be cleaned up soon..."

"I don't think so. It's the fight."

The operation is going too well. Already the third day from the start of the operation. The stage of exploring a predetermined area and then what to do with the beast that was being driven away in a timely manner. Give me this far and I can already see the goal.

But Pylon advises Pais that that's when it's dangerous. In the battlefield, there are mountains of instances where the moments when you are convinced that you have won have been reversed.

"Boulder, that's the opinion of an experienced person"

"I take it as a compliment."

In a particularly particular opinion, Pais praised Pylon.

Once again, we all draw attention to the advantages of giving advice.

"Fifteen to twenty-first, slight forward!!

The operation enters its final phase.

Operation Siege we set up last night based on well explored terrain information. From the V-shaped geese line to the crane wing formation so as to spread wings of both wings, it is an operation to drive the vicious beast straight to a place difficult to navigate by cliffs and rivers and to destroy the siege.

Knowing the terrain also makes it possible to thicken the hand of the siege. The youngsters were convinced that this was the perfect hand to take command of the crew.

"Oh, have you finally completed the siege net"

"And then, if we don't have reinforcements, we can siege..."

"Exactly. At least Prohor's command is really sensible, if you take everything you see now. If nothing happens, it's only a matter of time."

"Is it visible"

Hearing Pais's words, Pylon grinned niggardly.

Because of the fact that his boy knows the battlefield well.

The biggest difference between a skilled commander and an immature commander is not the good command of the field. Imagination of off-site parts. A skilled commander can make various assumptions about what is not happening now and what is not visible. In contrast, immature commanders take a lot of resources in front of them.

People unfamiliar with shopping, for example, go to shops and try to buy the best things they can in today's stores for as low a price as possible. A skilled person shops for products that are not currently in line with the store or for possible future price reductions.

Needless to say which one can be bought at a better price.

After fifteen minutes of satisfied shopping at a bargain, discount stickers stunned, etc. are good for unfamiliar people.

A skilled commander can only imagine the parts that are now invisible.

"If we can get rid of at least a scouted range of vermin now, animals won't overflow from the woods for at least three months. Though it's a lot of money. It is a fact that it will be a plus for Mortarn territory to work hard here to rid itself of the beasts. I think you're right to aim for annihilation."

Detailed investigations within the two-kilometre area and, finally, exploration from the sky, which Pace magically snuck up on, revealed the situation of the approximate vermin damage. Military exercises alone are a great success.

According to the general calculation, it will take at least a few months for the blank space to be invaded by the beast once again if the beast within the two-kilometre zone can be eliminated.

This means that farmland and plantations on Mortarn territory will be safe for a few months.

It is also really comforting to have terrain information at hand to carry out the vermin control again after the next time.

For the sake of the Mortairn family's agricultural security, Pais had decided on a policy of exterminating the vermin.

"Almost there!! Come on!! The reward is right in front of you!!

"Wow, isn't it a good time to incite mercenaries?"

Prowl shouted out loud about the reward.

This time it was changed from an exercise to a military operation, and for mercenaries, when they made money. Reminds me of that again would be the purpose of inspiring the morale of the soldier.

"That must be taste. I know how it feels to be used because I have grown up long on the side where I am used. Reminds me here of the advantages and disadvantages of being effective."

Extrapolating people's feelings is not easy.

Especially if you are far from yourself, it is difficult to estimate your feelings because of the different bases of thinking in the first place.

In this regard, Prohor, who originally came from the squire family and was the side used by people, can also have some degree of mercenary feeling when instructed to do so.

This would be a difficult quality for him to possess, as well as an advantage that no other young man has.

"One breath to go!!

"Did you do it?!

The siege net has also narrowed considerably and the forest has become quite bloody.

Almost there, Pro Hol threw up the prescribed line. It is a wonder on the battlefield that there is a strange jinx that the line when this is the next step is to be careful.

"Novice!!

I hear voices coming from a distance.

"Oh, you're new to building weird flags,"

"Well, what's here?"

Is it because of the flag built by Prohor? From the outside of the siege net, an unintended population appears. Obviously with superior agility than man, he began attacking the soldiers who were forming a siege net.

Come here, the injured start coming out.

"Bye!!

"Come on, three squads, take the injured to the main unit. Fill the holes in squads two, four, five, and three to prepare for the rookie. Don't let them get in the way of the siege net!!

"Shiraya!!

"Hmm, with the bear... is that a bunch of wolves? I don't know what's going on here on the set."

After all, should I say?

Some of the skilled people, including Pais, had a bad feeling around the area getting bloody, but they called in the obvious extras.

Wolves, hunters in the woods. The soldiers began to be attacked in unknown numbers at 10 or 20, and the formation began to collapse at dawn. Serious injuries have also occurred that are eating up the area around the calf. The number of minor injuries also begins to increase.

Even more awkward is that the bear is coming at us. Fishing comes even when the value set of wolves and bears is doubled unexpectedly.

The status quo, pro hol, etc. that had gotten worse than I had assumed as the worst was becoming confusing.

"... if General"

"Hmm?"

"I'm leaving. Give me permission."

Pylon pulled out his sword.

I've been watching you in the back so far, as head of the regiment, as an adjunct to Pais, but that's the limit now. A soldier who is now fighting and hurting refers to the face of the beginning of dawn. He's an important companion to Pylon.

When I went to rebuild this place, I spoke directly to Pais.

But Pace shakes his neck to the side.

"... not allowed. This is the main unit. I can't allow you to act alone."

Beyond being a military operation, a rear base is a must. The last fort when something happened. It is also the main force that houses the injured, and the only time to move this is when you lose and run away.

Normally, though.

"But my men don't look like this."

"I know. So...... squad one, it's all an assault!! I will thoroughly take out the innocent intruder!! Follow me!!

"Oh!! Oh, my God."

Who was it that made the sad cry?

Those who do not know that the lead perpendicular is the Mortairn family's home art look with their eyes pointing at Pais leading the way into a turmoil. Don't be surprised. It would be more impotent. It's not even old, because the nobleman who thought it was a decoration waves his sword in front of him. Impossible sight elsewhere.

"Lord Bear, I'll deal with him!!

Be comfortable with Pais's shout, and the boulder is the son of a neck hunter, and it's the pylon who's in the mood to lose it. He plunges into the disturbing scene of the interlocutory formation and feeds the tackle to the large beast as it is.

It was the same squad of people who saw Pylon's majesty. And it was about a pro hole where I was in overall command.

But the battle is overwhelming.

A huge creature over the height of a man, a large bear with hundreds of kilometers of arm alone, was thrown bare in his arms.

Then stick your hips dagger straight into the bear's brain, pulling it out fast, and succeed in stopping it while it bit your shoulder. Early work in a few hours after the assault.

Crude and violent. But it was a battle that even felt a certain admiration.

"Results report!!

At some point Pais, who had definitely defeated the wolf, gives instructions without sweat. And the faces of the dawn took off their hats. When the tiger child is a tiger, it leads to greater recognition.

"Dear Pastry, The battle is over. From now on, we will sweep the remaining enemies..."

Prowl, who was summarizing the status of each squad, will report to Pais on behalf.

It may be necessary to sweep away the fleeing beast again if necessary, in that there are beasts that have escaped slightly from the siege net.

"It won't be necessary. About a few of them even if they escaped. Doesn't make it a big threat. More than that, hurry to treat the injured and retrieve the loot. Because it's a horrible story in the woods where wolves come out, at night with the smell of blood all over them."

"Okay."

A loot is the body of a vicious beast scattered here and there. Leaving it alone is an adventure for life, as many normally consumed beasts, such as deer (gaen) and pigs, have also been defeated.

There were also small, fox-like carnivores, and these furs became gold.

Even as a mercenary, looting is a battlefield learning, and even if not, it would be foolish to overlook a situation where extraordinary income is rolling all over it.

"Today, it's a BBQ party. You can eat as much as you like. You've worked well, and I'll allow you to drink."

"Yahoo!!

"Young Admiral, I love you!!

Permission to plunder, Pais, who admitted the free exploitation of the spoils of war, originally scattered vermin, declares that he will sift alcohol into today's meal.

This is a great pleasure for the mercenaries. scattered all over the forest as a delight.

And the young men who were directing the squad also scattered the candles so that they could be caught.

"Then it seems like a bad mercenary to us..."

Prowl lowered his back less tired. Like my colleagues, I don't think I should be dealing with mercenaries to earn loot. I was terribly tired of being in command all the time.

"Oh, then, to the elegant quasi-knight, plug it in."

"Ah, guys."

Such a prowl was plugged in by the mercenary commander Pylon. Even so, it's water in a leather bag. It smells like leather, and it's hard to say it's superior to flattery, but superb sweet dew for Prohor today. Just a sip, but it was comfortable staining my body.

"You had a good command inside today, didn't you? I thought the nobleman Bonbong was hired in Conne, but how could he have liver?"

A pylon with his hips down beside the prowl praises the young man for his good command.

"Because I am originally a civilian from the House of Obedience. We don't really care who we are, so it's better not to be a nobleman or a civilian."

"Is that so? Thanks to us, though."

"You are the great medal of martial arts. I was watching you take down the bear. Definitely a first class medal."

"Hey, can you illuminate it? Well, have a drink."

"Well, give me my drink back."

Until then, they were supposed to cheer each other up. Prowl of the young representative and pylon of the mercenary representative. Due to the difference in position, the two of us should have been turning against each other.

As Pace thought, we must have gotten through the difficulties together, which greatly improved our relationship with each other.

As someone to keep their backs together, they admitted it was enough.

"Do you want me to name you again? This is Pylon, the leader of the" Dawn Begins ”group. You don't need to be tough on words, brother."

"It's a pro hole...... no, it's a pro hole. Regards from now on. I'm counting on you."

"Ouch. Let's make some big money together."

The two of us bumped each other's grips and laughed. Born today is a union beyond position, a friendship beyond age, a sense of accomplishment beyond trials.

Fitted to fit.

It's a big circle, and it's Pais who sidelined it. Reconciliation between the two, and cohesion, can be a great asset to the Mortairn family.

When I snort that it was really good, I look at something fuzzy. An obviously unnatural bird is coming to Pace.

Birds stop at Pace's. On his feet, a letter is tied.

At this point, Pais, who had a feeling he wasn't just doing anything, glances at the letter.

And I changed my complexion.

"All!! It's an emergency."