Standing next to me was the captain of the Second Platoon.
I was still at the executive meeting for the report.
Serge Filman Montesquieu, fifteen, captain of ten.
Skinny but supple body to see, boy with a neat face.
At the end of this exercise, it is seen as certain that he will be appointed the Ten Horsemen with his merits.
The second detachment had a scouting mission.
The difference with the first detachment, which was considered an advance party, was to "look to the side".
The first detachment investigates the planned march path of the main unit, so to speak, "narrow and deep".
The second detachment will conduct a "wide, shallow" survey of the perimeter of the unit's planned march route.
The extent to which the second detachment should be scolded is broad.
Is that why?
The second detachment is structured around the cavalry.
"The accompanying infantry is no better than the chimps beneath me. Excellent. Especially with good legs.
Li Xiao was sighing, such as when he was chatting and talking to them.
I suppose that's a sine qua non, because it acts alongside the cavalry. Not only that, but healthy legs, apparently, are the most important element for soldiers.
I've heard it before, the words of Joe and Count Gummel show it.
A second detachment, made up of cavalry costing you equipment and an elite infantry.
Naturally, the captain is elected from a leading clan within the Brotherhood Party.
Montesquieu family.
One of the direct Merle family members.
A clan that is not inferior, even alongside the Sharp family of Claire, who are sending their daughters as sisters and secretaries of the Führer (samurai).
More than the Duomo family in Domenico, one, no. It would be about half, an image in character.
It's not just that I'm highly qualified.
He is called to a war-aware exercise and entrusted with one of the platoons.
It is seen that Serge himself is highly capable and expectant.
In fact, Serge's ability to direct is excellence itself.
I was riding Griffon's "Wings," and when I was scouting from the sky and making him draw a map in pink, I always saw a second platoon.
He was running horses in a line with no clutter, mainly Serge.
Stop the horse at the "here it is" point, even as you watch from above, or give a signal.
Each of them scattered in unison, defeating the surrounding area.
Meanwhile, Serge had his neighbor draw a map while lookin 'around.
Everyone gathers or runs out again.
When they had finished enough scouting, all of them had returned again, switching to replacement horses while running their horses.
I fall in love.
That's right, there's just something about taking on one wing of the "Mel family of Wu".
It's very different from my gudagda plenty.
Manners and etiquette are naturally decided upon.
Yet Serge, looking close for the first time, seemed nervous about the bees.
- Give me a break.
I remembered Li Xiao's words, which were spoken without any particular intention.
A word from the Montesquieu family.
If you tell the entity, there are supposedly a lot of "incompetent" people, the "Mel mainstream system".
I'm not in the mood to call one "incompetent" or anything like that because I'm letting the goddess wear waste.
Anyway.
It's not Serge who's incompetent.
I couldn't get Wang Du to take me to the new capital, that his father was incompetent.
That's probably what it is.
If my father had brought me to the new capital.
Serge's participation in the first formations of Filia and also in the Fanzo expedition is beyond doubt.
If your personality fits, you should already be ten horseman.
No, I don't care about the rank or anything.
It must have earned the great trust of Sophia the Führer, Alex the husband and general of the Seoul North, of Philia.
Like Domenico, he would have gotten friends with nobles other than the Mel family, who said me or Ethan.
For him, this exercise is not for the sake of one's own birth.
It's a chance to build an edge inside and out and restore the momentum of a leaning house.
His shoulders depend on the lives of his family, his servants. Even though I'm only fifteen.
That's decided to be a bee.
"Montesquieu, second platoon leader, please report.
Filia's low and strong voice echoes the venue of the meeting.
"Ha. This is the map, to the extent you think it could affect your day's itinerary.
Compared to the maps of the first platoon, the deck is much better.
Of course. We're a rapid build team.
It's a map I made for the purpose of cultivating "chimps."
But.
"I make it a 'genius' of spatial awareness and hone my drawing skills every day as a fellow writer, Sister Pink" is inferior compared to the maps created "from above". Naturally.
That doesn't mean it's bad.
The second detachment is expected to see "wide and shallow".
Simply get the map you need. No, it's better that way.
Philia and Master Alex are nodding.
Exactly.
Impossible, such as misrating subordinates.
Serge Filman Montesquieu.
He's a young man who definitely needs to be pulled up.
"Now, gentlemen, what can I get you?
The boy who was in front of the diagonal reacted to Master Alex's question.
Deputy captain of the second battalion of the main unit.
Damian Grimm, ten horseman, seventeen.
Since I was reincarnated into this world, when I began to learn martial arts, my attention has become directed towards people's physique. So I get it. He's the type to make you wear it. A monk's cap muscle, etc., should be equivalent. Definitely, "use".
That beak, the intelligent face on the fine side. It's a good-looking category, but in kingdom society, I guess it's a little bad to take. "The line is thin," they might call it.
Hide your successful body in your clothes, and your attitude just arrived. Somewhere, it resembles Alan from the Innocence Society.
Either way, it would be the "literary martial arts" type.
The first impression was betrayed, for example.
No, it must be "Buddhist Road". but the direction of that intelligence, I don't like it.
Unlike Alan, I can't feel the "warmth of thinking of my people" and the "passion that burns in me".
"Captain Montesquieu, may I ask you something about food poisoning? We need to be careful too. With the prior attention of the First Battalion, why couldn't it be prevented?
Serge is holding, a shank wound. Why you're beeping. That's the food poisoning problem.
Damien decided it.
Here's the thing.
Our first squad was communicating "food poisoning prevention tips" on the morning of the second day.
(You said "wash your hands" would be normal? It wasn't natural, in this society. Those who are cautious were cautious, but did not care. Emphasizing, "That's not good, we should make everyone thorough," made sense.
Serge's detachment had mass food poisoning, despite receiving that transmission.
I have to say I put miso on compared to the first platoon's hand.
But I wrapped my tongue around a report from Serge.
The second squad was never alarmed or ignored.
Hand washing, of course, was encouraging.
And first, I dare to make the pan smaller.
Increase the number of pans and reduce the number of people who wear one pan. I suppose you thought that that would keep the number of people affected small, even if food poisoning occurred.
Next, it was quick after the one who broke his belly left.
First, quarantine. Put on the medical staff that was brought here as a matter of course.
Rest in the shade of a dull tree, out of direct sunlight, and allow to drink enough boiling water to cool.
Let the healthy dig a big hole, and diarrhea excretion is strict as it is done in one of those places.
Share the work with those who remain and anticipate where the patient's health has recovered somewhat before evacuating.
This handy.
Absolutely. When asked "prevention," "prevention is important, too, but what if it happens?"
I don't know if I can even say "Hear One and Know Ten"... but I'm sure it's "Hit It, It Sounds".
"The ex-post processing was brilliant, don't you think? Give me the mane to pull my buddy's leg!
What disputed Damien was an old man who just had a disgusting attitude towards me.
of the 1st Battalion of the main unit, one of the deputy captains.
That means "Mel main system". You're wearing a local young man.
Did you say something disgusting to me because, in short, you were a "mel fundamentalist"? "Mel family Banzai, go elsewhere".
Well, I don't care where you stand.
Old man, you're right this time.
"Pull your legs, etc! This is an exercise. That's why human error needs to be thoroughly crushed. Especially this time, the Honourable Duke Seimi of Woodmell and the Commander of the Calewala Squad had reported beforehand and had been notified to each squad.... Kalewara Squad Leader. What do you think? It was the circular because of it.
It was when I heard this word that I definitively recognized Damian Grimm as a "nasty guy".
This is a trap.
It's ugly as a nobleman, such as beating Serge proudly in my hands here with Semi.
That's not all. I look like I am. If you unnecessarily slap a brilliant young man in the mainstream system, he's decided to be hated by the Mel family brothers and sisters.
I don't want to slap two "youngsters" at once who are likely to be rivals of birth.
Trying to use the self-consciousness that tends to be enlarged and unbalanced and the spirit that tends to be aggressive, around the age of 14 and 15.
It may be an efficient idea, but I don't feel a thing called pity.
Even as I remembered my cold heart against Damien, my head was getting hot.
I guess it has to be a "cold head in a hot heart".
Whatever, I was impressed by Serge's work, so I had no choice.
"Captain Montesquieu's post-processing was perfect. Food poisoning is an accident that cannot be completely prevented even if you are careful. … In that sense, Deputy Grimm's point that 'you should crush the error' is also the best. As' something that can always happen ', we wonder if it is necessary to keep a manual of post-processing as well as prevention. Let us set an example for the future, with the ex post facto response of the Second Battalion. … Please also allow me to say a few words about this map. I'm getting the need for simplicity and wondering if it would be a great way to get a broad outline. I studied.
That's a long tongue, I think to myself.
It would be nice if Damien's thoughts could be diverted.
I thought it was dangerous to look at you, so I answered face-to-face.
Would you have behaved like a "military idiot"?