Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Command headquarters of the Western coalition forces set up at the Imperial Army garrison in Amoxate.

The man sitting in charge of that space today let go of one inquiry with a harsh look on his face.

What do you think? Can't you see the enemy's shadow?

"I'm sorry. We remain vigilant, but so far we do not acknowledge any obvious enemy shadows"

Lewis, temporarily away from the dark-haired man and entrusted with the head of Lemuriak's enemy unit, reports the frank status quo.

Already put a vigilance net all over Remliak for seven days.

But so far, they have been unable to acknowledge the enemy's key.

"Royce, I have nothing to apologize for. However, given the timing of their appearance at the Clarice border, it is not a good time for them to show up over time. Just be careful."

"Roger that. We will tighten up our vigilance further."

Turn to the Crown Prince the salute you almost forgot at some point while you were at the brunette's place.

Meanwhile, Noyne saw such a delay in Royce's reaction, and he nodded one with an accidental bitter smile.

"Nice to meet you. Just so you don't forget to take turns taking a break. Inadequate concentration also makes enemy alert scattered"

"Okay. Now if you'll excuse me."

Once again, he replies forcefully, and Royce walks away from Noyne.

That's how it became just two, and the man who had been so silent finally opened his mouth.

"Well, when will the enemy be set up?"

"Come on, it wouldn't be surprising if you were already in the setup. But it's hard to imagine it coming directly from the front."

In response to Calowyn's inquiry, which he entrusted to his deputy general, Noyne answers so with his hands on his chin.

Then Calowyn nodded one, as he was convinced.

"Hmm, even though you've broken in from the eastern border, that doesn't necessarily mean you're coming in from the east as it is to Remliak," he said.

"That's right. We can also think of going around a lot and breaking in from the west, or from the north-south route. I guess that's why he decided to bring people together."

Get soldiers from all countries to come forward and build full protection.

If you're a regular brunette, it's the first option you seem to take, and I could say that the vigilance net was built to reflect his degree of vigilance in a realistic way.

Meanwhile, Calowyn, who has received Noyne's view, asks him one fact.

"Though I say a lot of them, I think there were a lot of soldiers brought in from you in particular"

"Heh heh, I would say that big is a small combination"

"Lemuriak's food situation seems a lot harder because of it. It looks like the Lord's Acting Lord has been cut to pieces."

Obviously, the number of soldiers currently guarding the land is not what Lemuriak would otherwise have been able to maintain. That's why Cecil, acting lord, was running around day and night in the realm somehow to maintain this situation.

"That woman is brilliant. And it's beautiful. There's a lot of stockpiles in our army, and it doesn't matter in the short run."

"I see. Whatever, I don't think the beauty of her eyes had anything to do with this, but I guess it still bothers me as a brother"

"Let's refrain from commenting. It has nothing to do with the military."

Noyne, who first said something about his appearance unrelated to military affairs, mumbles and says such a thing.

In contrast, Calowyn shrugged her shoulders gently back to the point.

"Fair enough. Anyway, I wonder what you're going to do with this Remliak thing in the long run, even if that's okay in the short run. He's generously released a cure for Rugelil's disease."

"... that probably lowers the market for demon stones. Because of Rugelil's disease, you'll be able to approach all the demonic stone caves you didn't dig."

"I guess. But perhaps it is also ready…"

The overwhelming advantage of this Remliak.

It lay in overcoming Rugelil's disease by magic and boasting vast production of demonic stones.

But now that we have told magicians from all over the country how to combat Rugelir's disease, the value of the land is in relative decline. I couldn't help but think of that concern as Calowin.

"You should think so, Lord Calowyn. At least you shouldn't look at him sweet."

"... I know that. I fought alongside him, too. But why did you take this measure until you suffered such a disadvantage? For Remliak, no, it obviously feels less beneficial to him though"

I could say that was a natural question.

In contrast, Noyne speaks voluntarily.

"Is he looking only at Remliak, at the West, or at everything in this world... there will be things to say about the difference in perspective. At the end of the day, I'm just thinking about making things easier for myself."

"Either way, it's him holding the casting board."

"Oh. And..."

"Your Highness, once again, I beg your pardon. We have just received a report that we have identified the enemy."

It was Royce, who had just left the room earlier, who blocked Noyne's voice and jumped in again.

As he changes his blood phase, he makes a report to tell.

As soon as Noin retightened his expression, he immediately checked the situation.

"Are you finally here? So, where'd you break in from?

"It's from the Andercam region, east of Lemuriak."

"Well, unexpectedly, did you come to the right place"

While gently rubbing his own shoulder, Calowyn makes him laugh that way.

But Noin would never have overruled his judgment like that.

"Now, I doubt if I can really say it's appropriate... so, how many?

"It's hard to say for sure, but roughly one hundred people said"

"Hundreds..."

Noin, who said so, creases between the eyebrows and thinks slightly.

Calowyn, on the other hand, linguized his reasonable interpretation.

"If you ask only a few, you should see it as almost the whole enemy army."

"If so, we missed our expectations."

"Did it come off, or was it deliberately made to guess..."

In response to Royce's remarks, Noyne said so, even though he was lost.

As soon as he learned to get caught up in the statement, Calowin turns to Noyne for questioning.

"On purpose?"

"I'd like to think not, but they're the ones. Either way, build a siege net as soon as possible. And let's say I blur. Enemy Modifier."

"Captain Lantis, the assault by the advance forces has been successful."

Returning from the advance line of the dragoon force to the report, Killant tells his superior officer that with some excitement.

But Lantis nodded one thing, but he never loosened his rugged expression.

"Even I confirmed it. But......"

"You don't float, do you?"

"There is no rush for enemy movement. That caught some attention."

An ambush on a vigilant enemy.

I could say that the success was a good enough thing. However, I don't see any rushing colors on the enemy. On the contrary, it looked like he was only doing what he expected.

"... what does that mean?

"This much manning has been placed in this position, and there is still no upset in the enemy. No, it even looks pale to me."

"So you're saying our ambush was predicted?

Question of Killant.

In contrast, Lantis snorts heavily.

"Of course I would be anticipating that. But it didn't exceed that prediction. In other words, even the end soldiers interpret it as being able to deal with it adequately. I suspect that's a concern."

"If that's true, then maybe the number of enemies is more than we assumed."

"Initially, I thought about 3,000, but if we build a vigilance net outside of the Eastern District... it's going to be a little bad."

Excess even two thousand considering Lemuriak's productivity.

But if the enemy were to scratch and defend the soldiers, Rantis thought that between three and four thousand might be gathered in the land.

But he fears that such an assumption will not bleed in the wrong direction.

Killant, on the other hand, put his sober views on that mouth against such a bitter looking superior.

"But captain. Either way, we have only one mission."

"Right...... right. Yeah, you're right. We'll do the exposures for them. That's why I risked my life… then I should take away the leeway no matter how many enemies I have."

That word uttered in a strong tone.

With that in mind, Killant understands what his superiors are up to.

"Are you going to do that?

"Oh. You two did the analysis for me. I don't have any hands I can't use. I don't think that guy's on this front line."

Yes, what makes it from now on is a strategy that cannot be made up if there is one man.

But in this land, which was ambushed, it seemed extremely unlikely that the man who would be the most immobile would enter. That's why Lantis makes the decision.

"Roger that. Pull the gun squad into restraint and move them to densify their enemies."

At the same time as that word, Killant directs the gun cavalry units on the front line, he densifies the enemy guards with their mobility.

Disadvantaged over numbers, of course.

But in terms of mobility, in addition to being small, they had a minute.

And refrained in the rear, the magicians, who should not have existed in Turkmenistan, stare straight at the appearance of the enemy and cast one spell.

"Ready... then let's start instead of signaling a war. Graetzen Kugel"

"" Gretzen Kugel ""

In the sky above the dragoons of Turmenia, a giant solar-like sphere is created that occasionally emits light and heat.

For the first time, the enemy soldiers, who saw its existence, showed agitation and wolf, along with a stunned look.

Turning to them like that, the Lantis unleash no collective magic to get lost.

"Let go!"

At the same time as his words, the strongest magic in the West roars.

A huge sphere of light and heat penetrated the earth, and blasts and blasts were unleashed here that marked the beginning of the battle.