About half a month has passed since the Aldis were picked up by the mercenaries.
As Captain Grace said, the Westeria Mercenaries will begin to move to their next job after a few days of camping.
Sometimes there is a spare schedule, and the distance traveled everyday is short.
Start walking from sunrise and prepare for camp when the sun rises, spending the rest of your time training.Every day went on like that.
Although I was confused by the unfamiliar life at first, I was more grateful to Aldis today for not having trouble with food and sleeping on the bed.
Mercenaries and others must have been an exclusive group, and it was Ardis, who had his own preconceptions, but the idea would be betrayed in both good and bad ways.
"Whoa, is this the new guy the captain was talking about?"
Son of a...
"You're still growing up. Isn't that what this is all about?"
"Still too thin. The meat doesn't stick at all."
"I'm in the way of training. If you don't need anything, go over there."
"What the hell are you talking about?I thought you were here to see if Victor's new snoring. "
"What are you talking about?Do you think I'm the kind of person who snores at children? "
"I don't think it's such an insidious personality.However, in your case, I don't think so. "
"Shut up, then I'll take your training and be aware of it."
"Oops, don't bother."
All the mercenaries came to see Ardis and Luchel for a reason.
Nevertheless, it seems that I am just looking at it with an interest in mind, and it does not seem that there is any intention in particular.
Viktor and Lexie are turning an interesting gaze toward the Aldis.
There was no strong contact with the usual newcomer, and many of them spoke casually, beating Ardis' head slightly and leaving.
Although Aldis felt a little angry about being treated as a child, he felt that life without sharpening his nerves in the presence of a chaser was more difficult than that.
Because I finally got a place to sleep with peace of mind, Luchel's expression is getting brighter and brighter.
The Westeria Mercenary Corps had more women than other mercenaries, and there were about twenty women mercenaries, including Lexi.
There's no doubt that same-sex existence played a role in relieving Rouchelle's weak heart.
Not only during training, but also after meals and before sleep, women gather to talk to each other.
Luchel, who was pulled into the ring, was only watching the surroundings at first, but he eventually showed how it had been broken up and began to show a soft expression.
"Good day, Aldis. Do you want some water?"
A black-haired girl peeks into Aldis, who was stroked by Victor and fell to the ground.
As she breathed, Ardis nodded instead of replying, and Luchel gave her a glass of wood.
You must have taken the trouble to get me some water for Aldis.
Causes a heavy body and, when it is received, drinks water in one breath.
"... thank you."
"You're welcome."
Rouchelle smiles at Aldis with her words of thanks to squeeze them out.
Each one of them has a different sleeping tent, and the time Aldis and Luchel spent together is extremely short compared to before.
Of course, being together around the clock is the exception while running away from the chaser, so rather, the current situation is a normal sense of distance.
At first, Luchel also had a strange face, and he was scared of the situation where the strong men made up the majority, but fortunately, the number of women in the mercenary group and Lexi's personal care made it a little more social.
Now you're talking to the mercenaries, and you're seeing a lot of conversations with the regiment leader and Victor.
In contrast to Ardis, who refused to speak to the mercenaries himself.
Luchel sat down next to Aldis.
"That looks tough. I can't believe I'm going to do this until I'm such a jerk."
"You're also getting handy from Lexie, right?I think it's hard for us to be together. "
Finally, Ardis stopped trying to make water into empty cups like he did in the wilderness.
Because I instinctively felt that something that required a lot of concentration was not something that could be used in a tired body as it is now.
"Lexie and Victor are different.Lexie said, "Victor's training is normal, not casual."It's like a new mercenary. "
"Oops..."
It wasn't his fault that he thought the load was so high that he was on the lookout, and Aldis finally got to the point.
After a while, Aldis and Luchel continued their unresolved conversation.
It's not just time for mercenaries who are training around to turn a cold eye on Nianya, but it's never uncomfortable for Ardis.
Ardis is not isolated in the mercenary regiment because of the mercenaries who are making fun of the newcomers, good or bad, and Luchel, who is thus establishing a standing position in the mercenary regiment.
See you later.
Rochelle stood up and ran away with a smile.
There were voices all over the place for such a girl.
There are even signs that Luchel now has a presence in the mercenary regiment rather than Aldis.
Perhaps most of the crew think of Aldis as Rouchelle's accessory.
Ardis was a lifeline to Luchel as he fled the place, fled the mountains, and crossed the wilderness.
Luchel was unreliable and helpless.
However, if accepted by a group of people, Ardis is no longer an indispensable presence for Rouchelle.
All you have to do is do well with each other.My role is over.
Yes, Aldis understands.
I felt a little lonely, but it wouldn't be bad in exchange for the satisfaction that I was born with a little meaning.
If this mercenary regiment deserves to calm her down, that's fine.
But if that's not the case, you can hang out with her until you get a place in some town where she can live with peace of mind.
With that in mind, Ardis smiled bitterly at herself.
It's like this...
"I think I want to be with her."
I look at my unconscious feelings with unexpected feelings.
It's like being left behind.
In the end, I become miserable as if I were a pathetic crop soaking in self-satisfaction while doing human togetherness.
Luchel, who could not understand such feelings, dared to penetrate the vague attitude.
A few days later, the mercenary regiment arrives at its intended workplace - the battlefield.
"You two aren't part of an official mercenary regiment yet.So I'm going to ask you to stay as safe as possible. "
The day before he stopped fighting, Captain Grace called Aldis and Luchel to tell him.
"There is absolutely no place safe on the battlefield.They can be found by enemy scouts and guerrillas.Just be prepared. "
Some of the mercenary regiments are non-combatants.
The clerk, the cook, and other people with special skills.
Of course, they are somewhat accustomed to handling weapons and occasionally participate in combat training.
Even with non-combatants, you can fight with a sword.
However, since they are not as powerful as the warriors who make a living in battle, they often evacuate to a place far from the main battlefield and concentrate on self-defence.
Aldis and Luchel are young and sometimes not regular members of the Regiment, and will retreat as much as they do.
After most of the mercenary regiment went to battle, the rest moved into the mountains to avoid getting caught up in the battle.
"Anxious? Well, I can't give you any unfounded assurances that you're okay, but if you stay away from the battlefield, you won't be in such danger.Of course, we need to be alert. "
Whether the feeling of restlessness appeared on Aldis's face for the first time, the thin members of the team called out to reassure him.
Ardis recalls Lexie's story when he was supposed to be a former merchant in charge of raising mercenaries.
On his waist was a few knives, just like Ardis.
"Try to pull out whenever you need to.If you get lost or hesitate, you're dead. "
A skinny man smacks the handle of a sword on his waist with one hand.
It's not an honorably trained body, but that's what everybody here does.
Of the 300 members of the mercenary corps, 27, about 10%, are here.
Victor says it's unusual for people like them to go to a mercenary regiment without going to battle.
Whether procuring supplies or interpreting, most mercenary regiments often have someone named from among the warriors, or someone who is originally good at them.
In the army, it is quite unusual to have dedicated personnel who are not combatants, like the Westeria Mercenaries.
Aldis had understood over the past few days that the mercenary regiment seemed a lot different in colour from the general one, given the large number of women.
There is a fierce battle going on in the main battlefield.
Even though it's far away, it's the distance where anger and the sound of sword shooting come in the wind.
I don't know when the Ardis will be caught in battle.
That's why we need to minimize the chances of our enemies finding us.
You can't use fire for cooking.
Since the lights are such that they cannot be covered with cloth, there is only a fire to keep warm.
"Warm meals will be served when this battle is over."
"No, I just had food."
Aldis shook his head to the procurer who handed him the dried meat.
Compared to the paste-like food that was fed in that building, it was delicious enough even when it was cold, and it was only edible when compared to the wilderness where food was barely available.
No matter how far away they are from the battlefield, it doesn't mean the enemy's eyes aren't pointed at us.
Ardis understands that he cannot risk being discovered by his enemies.
The mercenaries on the battlefield have enough combat power to defeat a night raid, but in the case of the Ardis, there is no chance of being attacked.
Being discovered by the enemy also meant that almost 27 people who were here would die.
Aldis falls asleep, wrapped in a sense of urgency and anxiety similar to running away from his chaser.
One or two days passed with such anxiety.
It was the third night in a tense feeling of being oppressed by something you couldn't see.
During the day, the mountains were quiet and different.
The silence ends with a sudden warning.
"Enemies!"
Within a half hour of the warning, a scream sounded and Ardis awoke quickly to take the supplied sword.
The man who slept next to him tried to get out of the tent.
"Idiot! Don't try to get out the entrance at a time like this!"
Others cut the side of the tent with the sword they had, and went out of the gap by force.
Aldis followed.
The eyes of Ardis, who appeared outside, were one of the fallen allies that was creating a bloody cloud.
The moonlit surroundings are entering a turbulent battle with enemies on their side.
"Which one...?!"
Not long after joining the mercenary regiment, Ardis still only remembered about half of his allies here.
In addition, since the enemy had not turned on the lights in the first place, it was difficult to discern even his face with unreliable moonlight alone.
I don't know which side I'm on and which I'm on.
It was Aldis who was confused for a moment while pulling out the sword from his sheath, but he quickly changed his mind and shifted his gaze to another tent.
There is only one person who knows Ardis well.
If you don't know who your allies are and who your enemies are, focus on protecting people you know for sure.
It was natural for Ardis, both rationally and emotionally.
Once you know what to do, all you have to do is move on to action.
Ardis screamed his name when he found out who to protect.
"Luchel!"