Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Milanir, capital of the Republic of Kisletin.

The military ministry building, built somewhat in the outer realm, has been filled with people inside for the past few months, exactly as it was on the battlefield.

The top floor of such a government building.

In one of its deepest rooms, the top of the Kisletin army uniform and backpack were reviewing their future strategies with their heads.

"Is the morale of the Turkish army still high...?"

Reports of deterioration of the situation that can be placed on the eastern front, which has just been delivered.

With that in mind, Opjim Pennelman, deputy military minister at the head of the current backpack, exhaled a deep sigh.

Meanwhile, Elrob Cataphilim, Undersecretary of the Ministry of Military Affairs, the head of the uniform group, nodded small, as well as making him give you that factor.

"They're religious. We believe that if we die on the battlefield, we can reach the Mother Earth."

"Nothing scares me more than a dead soldier. Naturally, in our democracy, we can't push a soldier to make that choice."

"If it was also a god representing democracy, it would have been different again...... no, this was a silence"

While in front of politicians, Elrob hurries to correct his remarks, reflecting that he made too many statements that stepped in slightly.

Then in response to his remarks like that, Opzim made me laugh bitterly.

"Well, that's okay. I know you want to. The number is five minutes, and this is the soldier's level of practice. Then naturally, you can win."

"But Jirijiri and they are pushing me into it. Including the south......"

When he said so, Elrob shook his neck small, left and right.

"South? The Napolai Front was supposed to be commanded by General Servian."

"Yes. We planned to attack with an overwhelming majority, electrically suppress and evade Operation Two Fronts. But because of their array, such a sweet plan disappeared unharmed."

"Guns......"

The biggest factor that my own army is forcing me to struggle with as the main weapon they put in.

Opzim shrugged small at the name of its existence.

"With that, even ordinary people can be fleshy warriors to magicians. Of course, given the constraints and costs, I wouldn't call it magic equivalent."

"And then there's the presence of an example force being sent by Turkmenistan."

"Dragon cavalry unit under the direct command of the Archbishop. To horseback riding behavior, gun destructiveness, and most importantly, they outnumber us in practice. To be honest, it's the truth."

Dragoon thing dragon cavalry unit.

They were originally direct to the Archbishop and could not possibly have left Turkmenistan, but dared to represent themselves in the land of Napolei, not on the Eastern Front.

What this means is obvious.

In other words, it was clear that in any battle on both sides, Turkmenistan intended to win.

"... what are you going to do? If you keep your hands shut, the south and east will eventually fall back to Miranill, the capital."

"There is only one option. The Eastern Front has the option of putting that man in."

"The man?

Elrob's intended figure is not known, and Opzim leans slightly on his neck.

Then the Undersecretary of the Ministry of Military Affairs said the name of one person without getting lost.

"That man... it's Calowyn Kreftberg"

"Then, stupid. He was already discharged. No matter how young and competent you are, expropriating a citizen..."

"I can. For that reason, I kept his discharge papers in my hand. Former Minister Kettis and I had a fight the day he broke up."

In the form of blocking Opzim's words, Elrob clearly confesses to the illegal acts he has committed himself.

As soon as possible, Opgym gave a surprise look.

"So that's what you've been thinking about the possibility of a day like this coming?

"No, that's not true of boulders. Either that or he was forced to keep him as a reserve for the day of fighting the Empire. I didn't think it would help in this way."

The future I didn't want you to hit just centered in a worse way.

Elrob simply felt that way before he made his own decision.

Opzim, however, hereby subscribes to his judgment as such.

"I suppose I should say thank you, even though you used illegal means. But now that we've overcome the paperwork, will he come back?"

"I don't know. Anyway, because that sarcastic is not honest. But still, I was wondering if his victory on the Eastern front would be a bump or not without his help."

"... Indeed. So, is there anything you can do to specifically call me back?

"There isn't. So I'm thinking I'll go and persuade myself. to Twilich, where he is."

The city of Twilich, far north of Milanir.

It is known in the home of Calowyn Cleftberg, who made it the former Director of Integrated Operations and was even said to be the natural enemy of the Empire.

However, based on this distance from Milanir, Elrob's decision was an idea that would not normally be strange to dismiss.

"Yourself? But given the amount of time it takes to get back and forth, we're going to be drilling holes in the heart of this country for a long time."

"I know. But...... but if we don't bring him back, we're still jilli poor. Then it should still be possible."

"... don't have to. It would be good. In the meantime, I'll manage to cut it up. In a uniform pestle."

Originally from a military bureaucracy and having campaigned for it as its mother, Opzim makes that decision, which would otherwise be tantamount to a forbidden one.

It was at the same time the same as he said he would step over his share as a politician.

"Excuse me. And just one more thing, could you ask for the courtesy of the Deputy Minister?

"What. If you want to benefit our country, I'll ask you anything."

"Then sweeten to your words. There is only one more man who wants to invite to the land. So could you please make that arrangement through the Foreign Office while I'm away"

"The man you want to invite?... No way."

who wants to invite through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs under this circumstance.

Such a presence came to mind only one person in the back of Opzim's brain.

And just because the imagination is right, Elrob nods small by small.

"Yeah, I'm a hero. Heroes from other countries who saved this country. No, you should call me a Western hero. Rumor has it you have saved the kingdom of Clarice again. So I'd like to recruit that person at this time at any rate."

"But will that country really let me out? From what I hear, I also hear people with more cruelty than Calowin..."

Various quick-language flights fly about the person.

Therefore, Opgym could not determine whether it was generally credible enough with regard to the person.

At the same time, however, it was a sure fact that the person's track record of building was not a donation to how many others.

"I hear Lord Feliam of the Alliance of Free Cities was close to that hero. Therefore, I apologize for the impossibility, but could you ignore the relationship between the political parties and ask that person to mediate?"

"Mr. Feliam...? Fine, no longer if you are talking about differences in doctrine, policies, etc. before the crisis in the country. If things just go by lowering this head, I'll be happy to lower it."

"Thank you, Deputy Minister"

The moment he hears Opzim's words, Elrob bows his head deeply.

But as soon as Opzim shook his neck left and right, he placed his hand on Elrob's shoulder and spoke to him in a strong tone.

"What, nothing has come true yet. Let's just say it takes longer than that. To protect the future of this country and democracy."