When I reincarnated I was a soldier?! ~A man called the Red Shinigami~

I slept in the bed at the mansion one night, and I felt good.

Tent, sleeping in a carriage is a big difference.

I even got breakfast and the soldiers seem satisfied.

"My Lord Marquis, Lord Kevin, we return to the King's capital."

Finish your greeting and return.

The journey home is almost smooth, with about an occasional oak, and proceeding fine. Unlike going, there are no bandits. Because they were the only ones around here.

"The demon and bandit cleaning mission ended without delay."

Patrick reports to his manager.

Keep Kevin to yourself.

It's about the Marquis' face. Thanksgiving gold coins also include a stopping fee. This is the one called tacit understanding.

"Good luck! I'll be on vacation for about 2 days. Let the soldiers rest."

"Ha! Thank you for your consideration. Excuse me!

(Yay! Vacation!)

"Hey? Ensign Rigsby's squadron, were you this good?

After hearing the report, the boss asks the deputy.

"It should have been there, but those who were Rigsby Platoon were incorporated as they were, hey. Especially Ensign Rigsby and Sergeant Wayne."

"Right. Well, now your highness's visit to the Marquis will be fine."

"Yes, originally, if His Highness hadn't said he wanted to go in small numbers, he wouldn't have had to clean it."

"Your Highness hates traveling in large numbers for some reason."

"Like the example, it's troublesome."

"Absolutely."