Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"I didn't know you were building a safe house like this."

The voice of a red-haired man echoes inside the room along with a door that was suddenly opened.

Then a man who had one Yale in his mouth in that space slowly opened his mouth as he scratched his own dark hair.

"It's not a safe house. Originally operated as a liquor store."

"Heh, the tavern."

In response to Yui's words, Alex looks around.

Indeed, he was right, and only a few traces of people making noise in the place now could be seen there.

"Oh, so now that you're evacuating me, I'm only letting you use it for a second. With permission, of course."

"You haven't been a boner around here for a long time."

"I'm just going to pass the muscles."

With a bitter smile Yui tells him so, he drinks up the ale jock in his hand.

Then, slightly surprised to see something unusual, Alex accidentally opened his mouth.

"But I'm guessing you're a little nervous about stirring up booze from this hour on."

"If there's an unnerving person in front of the battle, he's out of his mind."

Placing an empty jock on the table, Yui says so with a gentle shrug of her shoulder.

But Alex made me cut back lightly on what he said.

"Oh, wow, that would mean you've been unusual before. Is that okay with you?

"Hmm... but at the same time, Alex, I think you're going to be insane."

"Ha, I'm sure it will."

Alex, who had nothing to deny, slowly walked to Yui's side and sat down to a nearby chair as he narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face.

He then turned to the man in front of him for a brief confirmation.

"So, our job is to kill the modifier... that's fine"

"Oh. I'm sorry about the noises, but that's why I let them focus. I'm not the easier person to deal with while I'm in command."

That was unmistakably true of Yui.

I do not intend to see my own power absolutely, but nevertheless fully understand that it is best for him to take command of the whole army himself.

But if you consider the ability of confronting enemies, it's unfortunately more damaging to do the best you can. In other words, it was his conclusion that the best was or could not be the best.

"Isn't that an easy opponent...? Can I have more than a hundred times as many soldiers?

"Right. Instead of greed, I wanted to prepare a thousand times more."

In response to Alex's inquiry, Yui answers as frankly as she thinks.

As soon as possible, Alex accidentally made a mild laugh.

"Ha, a thousand times? So, why didn't you do it?

"I can't handle Rugelil's disease in time. There's no more inns, and there's very little sourcing for meals. Extremely realistic reasons. At the end of the day, this Lemuriak wasn't built to keep that many soldiers, and he didn't make it."

The forecast map of the future drawn by Lemuriak at the time of his arrival in Yui's hands.

That naturally does not include operating more than 100,000 soldiers.

On the contrary, even this more than 10,000 soldiers were completely unexpected.

Originally, the existence of Rugelir's disease and protecting it with a shield called Clarice was this Lemriac concept of defence, and the current situation was undoubtedly one of deviation.

"Well sure, doesn't it make sense if you can't operate where you called people"

"Oh. So I deal with them in just a hundred times as many people. It's also in the form of set-up wherever you want your enemies to be."

"If we are to prevent that, we must diffuse our forces and lay a vigilance net. If so, the actual number of troops that can be put into one phase will be further reduced..."

Finally understanding Yui's fears, Alex unwittingly silences himself with his hands on his chin.

Then he turned to him like that and Yui spoke in a serious tone.

"It's boring. And that's why our importance increases"

One idea I used to convey more.

On the battlefield, they raid enemy hubs in secrecy, assassinating them if possible.

In contrast, Alex reacted somewhat reluctantly.

"We... Hey"

"Is there a problem?

"No, as far as I'm concerned, I don't think it's a bad idea that you and I are alone. I can't believe I fought with my back, not since I was in cadet school. But it seems there are people who disagree with it."

Looking straight into Yui's eyes, Alex tells him that in his usual tone.

Yui then confirmed one fact as he gently tilted his neck.

"The noises reluctantly accepted it."

"Yeah, you are. But unfortunately, they're not going to listen to you, Commander Noyne. Unless it's you. So come on in."

Words spoken out of the blue.

And the faces that appeared one after the other from the entrance.

If you look at that face, Yui is confused and upset, and slightly convinced and emotional.

Exactly with all sorts of emotions mixed in, Yui can't even spin words when he opens his mouth.

And seeing such a superior react, the skinhead man turned to his voice laughing happily.

"I can't believe we didn't do it without you. You smell like water, sir."

"That's right. This muscle of oila has been working out for this day."

In the form that follows Clary's words, Cain utters those words as he boasts of his own muscles.

On the other hand, the woman who stood at his side like that was clearly staring at Yui, not the usual sleepy look.

"Look, the Hoot one will be angry too. Totally my husband's bad habit."

"You know, you guys. This time I was in Carlin. Something is different from Count Talim. To be honest..."

"Let me borrow your cat's hand. I won't tolerate any other lines, Captain."

A voice spoken out of the blue at a time when Yui opened his mouth to embarrassment.

It belonged to a red-haired woman who should have left this country already,

"Nanya. Because you..."

"The liaison is our magicians' job. It's not like Atai has to do it. That's why I'll have you working for a while."

Nanya is so good. When she cuts, she puts her mouth on the skittle that was sitting on the nearby chair.

Then, as Clary smiled bitterly, he approached Yui again.

"Sir, even this drunk wants to work with you. No, no, no, no. Mind your own business."

"Who's drunk? I've only got one free bottle today."

"It's weird at the point where you're saying you haven't. I mean, why do you smell like alcohol when you know you're coming to convince your husband? So I'm late."

"Gail!"

At that moment when Clary put an inadvertent word in his mouth, his cheeks are suddenly stroked by a knitted wind blade. And where one red muscle passed from cheek to jaw, Clary turned his anger back the other way.

"Magic in such a narrow place, though it would be dangerous!

"Oh, does Atai look second-rate with no magical control? Fine, I'll just rip that neck clean so I can't say anything extra in the future. Whirlwind -"

"Crack"

Suddenly Yui's mouth moves, and the bundle of wind that was being created before Nanya spreads in an instant.

Captain!

"No, I don't care if they turn their anger on me... I wonder if you can come back for a fight anyway. There are only six of us on board together, so I don't want to lose them here."

That was exactly what was close to an unintended word.

Nagna, who had shown anger until earlier, accidentally stood up to the occasion, Clary stared seriously into the face of his superior officer, Cains posing happily, and Hoot unwittingly opened the eyes he was about to cling to.

"Are you sure?

"You brought him here, didn't you? Well, if it's someone else, they can't help it. I just have one condition for you."

Yui, who gently shrugged his shoulders, looks in turn at the faces of his former Karlin-era men when he says so.

Then he represented them and Clary turned his questioning voice to Yui.

"On terms...... do you want to?

"Yes, conditions. When the fight is over, definitely hanging out for a drink with me. It's just that I don't have as much of a hobby to work with as I do manual labor."