Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Retreat of Clarice troops.

Where it means two things.

One is that Clarice suggests taking a hand out of this fight against Kisletin and the Clemea Church.

And the other is that on the Southern Front, which was an incompletely extreme situation as a system of mutual cooperation, the same was true even when they were rewound to the situation just before their rendezvous.

And under such a Kisletin army, one report was brought shortly after the withdrawal of the Clarice army.

Yes, for the vast majority of Kisletin army generals, that report sucks.

"Are you saying you came in for this timing? Damn it, you Kettis guy!

A servian roar echoes within the command line.

The Clemea Order Army is rapidly approaching in front of him.

Precisely in front of that offensive, such as not missing an opportunity, the situation was becoming extremely confusing within the ranks of the Kisletin army.

"Damn, if this happens, we should ask the Clarice Army to keep their heads down, but come back"

"Can you do that? We used to confront each other almost exclusively. You can bounce him back."

Everyone in the formation continued to wriggle their hands against the impending kisletin, arguing as they please.

"We don't have time for this anymore. Dear Solanent, what shall we do?"

"Right...... Hmm, do you want to pull here"

In response to the enquiry of the staff member Mottezzelle, the highest ranking solanent on this occasion speaks so in a light tone.

As soon as he did, the servian spoke loudly enough to echo within the formation, raising questions.

"Hih, pull!? What the hell are you going to do!

"It doesn't make sense to confront them directly here. Instead, the withdrawal of the Clarice army is losing the morale of our soldiers, and it would be foolish to wage battle now. Then it wouldn't be a bad idea to pull this place off in the form of chasing the Clarice Army."

"Please wait, Master Solanent. Are you going to abandon this position you built because of it?

In the form followed by the servian, Mottezzelle also asks so with a startling look on his face.

But Solanent looked cool and asked him the other way around.

"Yeah, something wrong?

"It's full of problems. Currently, the Eastern Front is glued and there are no units in the capital."

"Yeah, I know. That's why you pull."

Smiling at Nicole, Solanent tells her so.

Mottezzelle, however, once again uttered her honest thoughts as she shook her neck left and right.

"I don't know what that means. Why?"

"The Eastern Front is rigid. Then at least it means that the Holy Army of Turkmenistan can be ignored, right? If so, all you have to do is defeat the Clemea Order Army in front of you. Based on that, don't you think this place should be pulled off?

"That's why it makes sense."

"I mean, the aim is to stretch their front... is that so?"

In the form of blocking Mottezzelle's words, the servian speaks so with his hands on his chin.

Solanent, hearing his words like that, snorted one with laughter.

"Correct. They are based in Napolei, but it should probably be critical to feed all those believers. Under those circumstances, now what if we put a strain on replenishment?

"Does that mean fewer people can be mobilized to the front line?"

That's what I tell you as I see the floating magnificent superior in front of me with that eye, slightly over-action but surprising look.

With a bitter smile at the trick, Solanent clearly uttered his future policy after looking around at those in the line.

"That's right. Fighting and defeating nothing is not the only way to reduce the number of enemies. So let's just say we pull it off. I hope they follow me. If you don't follow me, that's when. Let's say we make a better choice."

"Report. In a way that responds to our actions, both the Kisletin army and the Clarice army have moved to retreat."

"... I mean, do you intend to abandon this land"

The Kremea Army was heading forward to the enemy army.

Kettis, who was running a horse in its supposed frontline position, squeals so as he sees the movement of the enemy forces acting as reported in front of him.

Then Hamze, who had an anxious look next to him, turned to him like that for the next instruction.

"How can I help you, Cardinal?"

"It also looks like a trap that will attract us… Now, is there a real aim for them?"

"True aim? But if that's a trap, it's just a misery. If things were proceeding with proper planning, there would have been no way we could have rubbed it with the Clarice Army."

"That's the way you see it. But it's uncomfortable."

While acknowledging that Hamze has a point, Kettis remembers a little catch and shuts up again.

Then at that time, a reporter came under them.

"I will report to you. From multiple believers diving into their enemies, such arrowheads"

"Hmm..."

Hamze, who slows down the speed at which he runs the horse and receives an arrow sentence, runs his eyes on the text. And as it was, he handed the sentence to Kettis.

"I see."

He sees the contents of the arrow, and Kettis spills it.

It was noted there that the aim of the Kisletin Army was to feed and replenish the long-term Clemea Order Army.

"Cardinals, if you can't chase them here, perhaps this battle will be prolonged. As it stands, we are finally critical to maintaining the faithful in this Napolei alone. Based on the current situation in which the Turkmen army says it is dominant but still aggressive, we still believe that decisive fast-tracking is the best option."

"Your decision, Cardinal."

In the form that follows Hamze, Roman, who commands the actual task force, approaches Kettis on top of each other.

Such is what they say.

Even before that, it should be noted that Kettis never shook his head vertically.

That's why Roman, just another push, once again uttered his most worrying event.

"Protecting the land alone will hold the Kisletin mainland against them in case the Holy Army breaks through the Eastern Front. Cardinal, we must prevent that."

"Right...... right. We can't give up our chances any more than they are glued. I get it. Mr. Roman, please."

Roman snorts forcefully when he hears that Kettis command.

Turning to him like that, Kettis went on to say more like a precaution.

"Let's begin with a pursuit as this enemy retreats. However, pay close attention to the trend of the Kisletin army. If you make any suspicious moves, definitely avoid going deep."

"Neither the Southern Front nor the retreat of the Kisletin Army, the Clemea Order Army is well northbound. If we keep going, we'll get to this place the day after tomorrow."

"Oh well. For now, there is no madness in the plans…"

In response to a report of a brunette woman, Yui snorts one when she exhales small.

In contrast, Kreha turned a slightly more dangerous gaze towards him.

"The person who made the plan is in a good position to relax like this. Milanese people and your men were working all over the dirt."

"Of course I appreciate that. But I also did an important job of showing up somewhat on the Eastern Front, and I overworked enough. As much as I'd rather be complimented."

"I'll even let the Grand Duke of Rhine hear that line, the one that forced me to hate him."

"Ha... maybe the next time it happens, it pisses me off, yeah. Well, let's just try not to look at each other until it's all over."

That's why I asked you to do it in a letter, and Yui scratches her head with a bitter smile.

In contrast, Kreha shook her head from left to right as if she were frightened.

"Anyway, all the finishes are yours... no, it's your army's job. You work the last time."

"Your ears hurt, not at all. Anyway, let's just say it's time for us to start getting ready. To put an end to this battle for Kisletin."

That's how Yui slowly looks back.

There were those who waited for that time in the land.

Yes, a group called the Istarz Army, made up by the Empire and Lemuriak soldiers.

Thus a new curtain will be raised in the fight against Kisletin and Turmenia.

Just south of the capital city of Milanir, in this land named Caserta.