The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"Lunch after exercise is good, Lord Buster."

"... oh, I don't deny it"

In response to an attitude bewitched by a knight's maid who called the rough sport, a young man dressed as a brunette reflexes the bread sent to his mouth.

Me and Maril (fake) are also eating it, and it's got lightly broiled smoked bacon caught in it, and it's delicious inside with a soup made with sunny root vegetables.

"… Grukwaaru (… that's good too)"

In front of the lancer, which only appears to be a large dog who has turned a proper gaze, is placed a wooden dish with root vegetables and a deep dish containing potable water, which was prepared by Aisha with reduced salt tailored smoked meat (kunshinori) and water.

Normal dogs are not preferred to take salt or the onions (onions) are useless, which is why they distracted me. In fact, even though it is a cobolt of omnivores, it is distressing that she is the only one whose diet changes.

(Do we have to accept more than we can take a humanized form...)

If I thought so, my sister would take some prepared smoked (kunsai) bacon-filled bread and break it in half and offer it to Lancer, who was leaning on one.

"Fuck, huh? (Do you want this?)"

"Woan, Guawo (Thanks, Dagger)"

When I looked back at the busters who had been feeding me when I saw my sisters snuggling around in the bread amicably, and now I was cheek-busted by the upbeat Aisha.

Although the slightly puzzling expression begs me to “do something about it," it's interesting for me to observe from the side (was), so I don't pinch the extra mouth, and watch the two silently.

"Nevertheless, it's good news that you've debated the jihadist brigade's gazer."

"... he was a weak and out of place on the battlefield, but is he a namesake?

"Mm, notoriety, but I hear you burned the Cathedral Church building in the occupied town of Elk... keeping the Priest and the faithful locked up."

If the other captured kingdom soldiers were not Lunar Gods, several covert scouts had reported that they were relentlessly beheading, and seemed concerned about Chancellor Shardy of the King's Capital and General Dowd, who was in command.

It is also said that the reward will be awarded in the form of an increase in the earlier battle merit, and Aisha will only reveal a little joy.

"This will also colour the rewards of the Archers."

"I don't mind a little, but the rest will be used to treat the families of the dead soldiers and the wounded."

The memory of a previous life in which mercenaries operated is tantamount to no compensation for casualties on the battlefield, and I have seen people who are no longer able to eat.

Aisha slightly clouds her expression, although she was concerned that she would not be able to expect much change after the quarter century.

"Mmm, I was going to put on a reward increase and have you take on the next battlefield as well... you can go home first, but at least leave Lord Buster alone"

"... Am I ignoring my will"

"Ha, you've liked it a lot, Buster"

While laughing, I crack my consciousness into the "next battlefield” mentioned by the Knight's Lady, and temporarily conceive between exchanging words with everyone to see the status quo in the big framework.

Based on the significant reduction in the battle power gap between him and me (Hiroshi) in the Battle of the Plains of Nia, which began in the morning, the total strength of the Armenian Royal Army, which predecessors the former fatherland (Athos), is less than 15,000, compared to the Army of the Republic of Zagato, which still has nearly 20,000 troops.

However, the morale of the republican army, which lost so much in the prevailing war situation, is extremely low, and given the fact that it lost so much military supplies that it would be difficult to continue fighting within a kingdom where the interests of the land could not be harnessed.

From here on back to Constantia, the capital of the Republic, it's the stone that keeps you in shape.

That should also be inferring General Dowd of the Battle-Scarred, who leads the Royal Army, so there was ample chance of choosing to take this opportunity to invade.

(Will it be a short streak, as Aisha reads)

Though I am deeply impressed by the Tactical Eye as it looks like a pig rush, I wonder how far I should go with it.

Personally, I can't say that I boarded the boat, but I turned to Maril (false), who was repairing Lancer's hair when he turned to the beast, to ask his fellow herds for their opinions.

"Guuuuuuuuuuu. Come on, huh?

(I think I'll go home after another fight. Do you mind?) "

"Mmm, wow, wow, wow."

"Grugalfaoooooooooooooo...... (because I'm just eating and sleeping...)"

With a throwing attitude, he turned away gently from the large dog, and after meals, he was surrounded by the young lady, so he toured the buster with a warm gaze from the nearby soldiers.

I nodded lightly to indicate my agreement that the childhood familiarity with dark hair, which seemed subtly uncomfortable, had also heard a whispering conversation.

"Lord Archer? What's up, guys staring at each other..."

"It's just a confirmation of intent, a continuation of employment."

"Phew, I don't think I'll have to bore the next battlefield."

"" Ooh!!

Inspired by Aisha, who is delighted to wield a happy smile, he spends his afternoon in a bustling (buzzing) fashion listening to the cheers raised by some of the lead soldiers.

Eventually, by sundown, he had gone to the Great Tent of General Dowd as an escort to the Commander of the Leading Army, and heard military discussions and other praises in addition to honoring the Three Lords, who had great battle merit.

Apparently, we're approaching the capital after the retreating Republican army, and we're going to attack the barrier with the siege weapon they left behind.

(... I brought a corner, but I don't know what to do with the mummy.)

It is difficult to fall a robust Constantia on a boulder, but it would also be possible to take the lead in the context of ceasefire negotiations if we planted a sense of crisis in a ruling class that is pulling into a secure place.

In the first place, it is unrealistic to “kill each other until the last soldier” at war, and it is normal to end with the achievement of political ends, all to carry things to their advantage.

(Well, that doesn't matter for mercenary flair)

While recognising that it was wise to avoid such difficult stories, the military council was wrapped up, and after talking to Mylas, who had joined the battlefield, and Aisha, I waited for the night before heading with my people to the Demir Army position.