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

Patrick One line passes along the border from the north, heading west.

In preparation for the war with the Empire.

Understanding the terrain is important, because there are people living along the border.

I'm more or less a criminal.

Proceeding considerably west, the scenery changes from coniferous mountainous areas to deep forests with lots of broadleaves, etc.

Let them prepare their meals by the creek, and Patrick takes a look around Mirko and the surroundings.

"Mirko, look at this"

Patrick points to the sand in the creek and says:

"It's a footprint."

Mirko confirms and nods.

"Oh, it's still new. I walk barefoot and sandy, so I have a clear footprint and it's easy to understand. I'm not a human race to see the width of my legs. Probably an elf. Probably a woman or a child, two people, depending on your stride."

and Patrick to analyze.

"Do you want to look?

to Mirko, who asks,

"Looking for elves in the woods is pretty difficult, but do you want to do it? You're an ache because that grass over there is falling. Let's go."

Patrick like that walks out.

"We still don't know the footprints on the grass. If it's broken at all, I can see what I can do."

Mirko replied sorry.

Mirko following Patrick in silence.

Patrick stopped walking and opened his right hand and raised it next to his own face.

Mirko, who was walking behind him, stops walking perfectly.

It's a stop signal.

Then show where it is your finger and walk out slowly.

Mirko also walks on slowly.

There was one woman and one child there.

However, Patrick's predictions were half hazy.

"Dark elves..."

Mirko speaks unexpectedly.

"Who!

A dark elf woman reacted to the voice.

"You don't have to be vigilant, you're not an imperial person. A man of the kingdom. You've been running away from the Empire?

Patrick shows up and asks in as gentle a voice as possible.

A dark elf woman with a horrible look on her face.

"I'm not harming you, so why don't you tell me why you live here? Have you fled the empire?

Ask again,

"Yes, we lived in a country further west of the Empire, but lost the war with the Empire and were enslaved except by people. We were transported east in a slaver's carriage, but the carriage ran into the Winged Dragon, and the merchants and escorts were killed, and all the others fled desperately to scatter, and we hid ourselves in the woods and left to live here."

"When was that?

"About a year ago, I don't know the date, but I went through one season."

"I see. Is that the winged dragon? Well, okay. Are you guys gonna live here like this? Next year, this neighborhood is supposed to go into battle with the Empire, but I'll give you guys the option to work for us, if you want?

"It's going to be a battle with the Empire, so it's awesome?

"Oh, because the inviolability pact between kingdom and empire will end next year. They'll probably attack you."

"Is there a job we can do? Does this kid work too?

"There is as much work as there is. How old is she? I'm not sure how old Dark Elves are."

"Is this child about 50 years old and 10 years old when people say it?"

"Hmm, well, you mean the same as it looks. If you're a kid, you'll have to clean the mansion, okay?

"What should I do?

"Well, a maid, I guess"

"Do you do weird things?

"I won't! If I do that, my wife will kill me!

"Oh, you're married."

I feel like it sounded unfortunate and small.

The woman's name is Grace. Long silver hair on brown skin. To green eyes, a bust to claim.

Apparently the child says Noel.

When I return to my men, I am somewhat surprised, but no soldier complains about what Patrick does. Finish your meal and leave.

Patrick tries to put a woman on his walking dragon. I was able to get on so well that I thought it was a kid too, but I hated walking dragons to get the kid on.

"Hmm? Aren't you my sister and brother?

When Patrick asks Grace,

"Ah, yes. I'm from the same settlement."

"I don't have a choice, I'll carry it."

With Patrick walking out with the kid on his back, the kid's saying something bumpy. Something about being touched in the butt. Patrick ignores and proceeds. What's so fun about having to bother touching a boy's ass?