Unnamed Memory

Four days after Alphas resigned from the court, he was summoned back to the Eastern Front, as Tinasha put it.

Reports indicate that the front line, which held Xiaoning until a month ago, suddenly began to deflect under pressure from neighbouring countries.

Returning to the east as one of his commanders again, Alphas follows several days of upheaval with a record and faces.

"Raging, sounds good, but it just seems like it's burning"

"Maybe we needed to make this work in a short time."

It was a friend of mine, Curtis, who hammered him with a liberal voice.

A month ago, the man who had been handed out to the east because Alphas had been summoned to court and misplaced threw it on his desk when he pulled out the disk that had wrapped up the war situation. There is a chilly air in the small meeting room where there are only two of us now.

Alphas poured tea from the pot he brought in, while reflecting various figures on the desk showing the current situation.

You don't have enough drones.

"I was mostly hit in yesterday's battle. They'll make it up to you in two weeks."

"I guess we'll make it. That's a lot of damage to the manipulators. They attacked you all the way here?

"I got into a manned unit. A man unfamiliar with his human opponent happens to be the commander and the damage is greater."

Curtis closes by saying that he's already dead.

When I spoke to Kestner the other day in Imperial Capital, he was blurry that "the people are indifferent to war," but one cause of this would be drone combat.

Battles conducted remotely by the "manipulators" from the base.

It uses weapons packed with many technologies, including combat vehicles, but no matter how much unmanned weapons are destroyed on the front line, there will be no human damage. It's just supplies drained, and that changes the war situation.

People probably have the strong impression that the hustle and bustle of "a man's undead war," but the truth is, people die.

The two people who know about it by staining their skeletons show a strip of maps in the air instead when the status quo figures are erased.

Alphas looked at the dotted white light point and confirmed the positional relationship from the base.

"So? Is there a manned troop clearance out here?

"I left today. I guess that's why you were called."

Combat not with unmanned weapons, but with direct command of human troops on the battlefield.

Alphas, well known as a leading commander in that field, silently drinks up tea in the cup.

Manned combat is one trump card that changes the state of war in warfare.

The battle is waged by draining the human resources themselves that the country has expended and nurtured.

Because of the magnitude of the damage when it fails, the upper echelons don't really want to give permission to it, but there's bound to come something about when you have to choose the means to do it.

Apart from the focused squadron of targeted players, they had the most dangerous task on the battlefield, but were hardly recognised by the public for their presence.

Apart from the maps shown, Alphas handles a list of cadet warfare casualties over the past few days.

In it he found the name of his fellow man, who was also known as a rigid warrior, and looked away.

"Is the glass dead?"

"Oh. You must have been unlucky. When the wall was blown up, the fragments stabbed the key."

"Did you break the key?"

"We're close to the border around here, aren't we? The concentration of ids in the air was too strong, almost instant death."

The two officers have their own emotions about the rare accidents that occur outside the battlefield of death due to damage to the Key.

Alphas frowned a few days ago remembering a white finger that touched his "key".

- How can you not question that it is managed by the Keys?

I don't even have to question that. Without this, people can't stand the toxin "ids" contained in the air.

Ids always drifting in the air show very intense concentrations in some places, where such places are designated as uninhabitable restricted areas for people. The situation is that borders and other areas, in particular the perimeter, have been designated as restricted areas and have not been built except in public buildings, including military installations.

With the Keys constantly transmitting antibody-generating signals inside the human body, humans finally "live".

No way does she know about that - Alphas remembered her footage of Keys nowhere to be seen.

"Curtis"

"Hmm? What?

"You, they sent you to the Bird Cage."

Curtis laughed happily as he spoke to Kestner about what he had heard.

"Oh, we met. You're a little girl who feels like a cat with a blood certificate, right?

"Is that such a cute thing? That one."

It would be more "poisonous" than "cat" if it represented her in the end. Yes, Alphas wanted to argue, but Curtis just laughed at the tease.

"I'm here. A cat like that. He's so temperamental, he won't let me touch him, he won't turn around."

"I heard they ignored you."

"Yes. Ignore. I had a couple of corner games."

"... that won't even be done by any other woman"

So much so that Curtis took it. It would be the kind of game a child would be obsessed with anyway, but I can't imagine where Tinasha would be happy with it at all.

Alphas couldn't wait to imagine where his friends would empty up.

Curtis takes the pot of tea and puts out all the remaining minor contents in the cup. I looked up at the ceiling for a cup of nearly chilled tea.

"So? What's wrong with that?

"Nothing"

"What the hell, I'm curious"

When Alphas smiled bitterly at his friend, who tried to ask him with mild curiosity, he said, "I'll tell you when this battle is over."

The country facing the border east of the "Empire" Dinokedilum Lasanum Cadoedera is called Darberdo.

This country, which consists of five cities and one parliament, long ago said that people more exiled than the Empire could be welcomed into the wilderness by the local people, but that is also the formation claimed by the Empire side. Few people within the empire knew what it was actually like.

Alphas, dressed in protective clothing, sees the wilderness chosen as a battlefield.

The influence of Ids or the earth without greenery, all the rocks and stones were rolling. He shifts his gaze just east of the cliff.

Beneath an unbridged cliff, it had become a fast-flowing river.

Upon checking the general topography, he checks with the correspondents to see if the situation has changed.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with the march of the main unit. In the south, a drone collision has already begun."

"On schedule?"

Dalbeld's manipulator base, which is the target of this attack, exists ahead of us as we travel upstream.

Alphas' commanding unit was supposed to advance north to other units and raid the base while cutting off the exit of the manipulator unit.

When the reconnaissance drone receives information to the effect that there are no anomalies on the riverbank, Alphas begins to move his troops.

In the driven car on the move, a long-time lieutenant with whom I dated spoke to him.

"I'm so glad the Major is back."

"Looks like you had a lot going on while you were away."

"Because an enemy manned unit has entered the back. We're here to attack almost abandoned."

At a time when drone fighting is common, manned units are relatively difficult to read the movements and can slip through sentinels depending on enemy equipment and marching paths. Not to mention the fact that man is a high cost is already considered common sense in the Empire. I guess you never thought you'd send such a human being deep into enemy land like a stone's throw. Alphas shook his head left and right, imagining the confusion of the commander who hit the interception.

"It's not necessarily like Dalbeld is here. It wouldn't cost you that much to educate people if you taught them only to ambush people."

"... you don't think there will be more attacks like that from now on?

"I don't know. It's just that most of the manned troops that came in the other day were mid-teenage kids."

The lieutenant looked disgusted by the words pointing to an abominable possibility.

From the rattling and rocking drive car, Alphas has a gray view.

The desolation that I was already tired of seeing was, however, a much cheaper landscape for him than the imperial decorations.

The gaze of mockery that has been directed from the time of mindfulness. And since entering cadet school, he remembers with a cold heart that jealousy and contempt had mixed with it.

The majority of them have been directed by the nobles, who make up about 10% of the imperial population.

privileged consciousness swelled up by the hereditary status. From him, he thinks they're a robust castle fort or something, a stakeout that's nothing but a laugh.

If we hadn't met Curtis, a heretic child, Alphas would have grown up disgusting all the nobles.

He smiles without my knowledge - but there I recall the advice of a friend.

"You better watch out for Oogo."

That's the name of a junior aristocrat man in their rank.

Alphas remembers that he was in their first grade at the cadet school, but not a very good grader.

He remembers opponents he shouldn't even remember, because once he beat them up completely, around Ugo in combat practice.

Since then, Ugo has become hostile to him and Alphas, but he was assigned to the Eastern Base while Alphas was being called to the Imperial Capital. Curtis, who usually has very little to say about people, called for vigilance, and Alphas was taking that advice even as he was surprised.

"Major, we're almost to the point"

"Oh."

At the end of the car, which has slowed down, there are several stacks of cut out boulders.

So you're ready to fight, and then you can walk an hour to the enemy base. He woke up the body he was keeping on his back.

Erosion that extends the tip of the spirit and dives deep.

The witch who was in it stopped moving when she recognized the information brought about by passing on her powers.

After a moment, abandon the configuration you were putting together.

vertigo that occurs when consciousness returns to the flesh.

She held her breath and, as she passed it, opened her eyes and looked up at the vitreous ceiling.

"Alphas......?

I don't have time to get lost.

Tinasha instantly spreads a complex composition onto the spot.

And when it had covered half the chamber, the woman of the bird cage had vanished neglectfully from the cage.