Fly the Flag of Fire!

The man's ferocity was evident in everyone's eyes.

He wears a red jacket, but it's called the uplifting of his muscles, it's called a fierce limb that stands out in the lining black, and it's thick with signs of taking the lives of the hostiles. There is a red thread ornament shaking on the patterned head on the rebellious sword on the waist, and it looks like it's payback blood or something because of the swordswallowing atmosphere. He has a wild, masculine face on his neck wrapped around a gold ring.

That's good. I would have seen Oiva as a reliable ally even though she thought it was "noisy" if that was the case. It used to be hostile, but that turns it down and makes it a trust in your skill. Head of the Horse Thief, Kuster. Definitely a strong man.

"... Kuster, enough, knot. How long will you be using it?"

"A little more, a little more. So, you can't move. hehe."

How is that, hair tied with a full grin, etc.? Oiva doesn't even know while observing. The arm, which would go luxuriously on the ground, is combed with a wiggly, clever knife, and the brunette is carefully groomed. It is Marco who is seated as he is. It is an aspect of inaccuracy.

"Kuster, did you just whine about your earrings or something? I won't do it. I don't wear those. [M] I don't even want a collar. Why do you think so much extra?"

"That's a bad idea, Master Marco. I got this dark hair in the corner. Decorate it in gold, wrap it in red, let's do that."

"You haven't fixed that alignment habit yet, Kuster!

"As promised, I will not imitate you."

"So try to fit me that way...!

I don't know, this landscape. Oiva put the sword she held aside for now. I was on guard for a while. Though I do not think that is the case only with Marco, there should be no such thing as being alarmed and being scratched off the throat whistle. Just in case. But I never expected to see anything like this.

Exhaled, looking around. There are many who turn away from their faces on the way. The SS crew. I'll snort to you. It's Oiva. Because I can understand a lot how it feels to see things. Or it could be effective to tame Kuster to the regiment... Oiva thought so and nodded, I see.

This is already on the front line… one of several fortifications built on the plains of the crash. There's still a little bit to go before the scheduled departure date, but that's convenient here, and depending on the convenience there, we'll be rushing out soon. Oiva was good at it. Marco seems to be going to do everything he can.

It was only the other day that Kuster and the other horse thieves, a thousand and five hundred horsemen, joined the Third Princess SS. It was not long after Oiva and the others arrived at the Fort Front Line. That brought surprise to the frontline general with two facts.

One is that they were extremely elite. All of the thousand and five hundred horsemen had the power of practice as light cavalry. Each and every one of the horses and men does has sharpness and suppleness, and is governed without slight disturbance. In appearance, it was a mercenary regiment, so many other units inquired about the contract. Strong cavalry is desired everywhere.

One is that they came from the north of the fort. There are three main paths from Kingdom territory to Fort Front Line. Road from the King's Capital to the north, by road from the east through the territory of the Earl of Hellevi and through the territory of the Earl of Salmant. A land route from the south that crosses the river west from the Wang capital and through the territory of the Marquis of Uliharsilla through the territory of the Earl of Peterius. It is then an aqueduct northward from Wangdu down the East Dragon River and westward through the tributaries. The road coming from the north is unknown. Although Kuster said he "crossed all the way from the northern border".

Oiva had heard everything from Marco. They came through the path of "Dark Salt”.

What were horse thieves and how were they moving for? According to Marco's brief description, it was an "obstruction of front-line combat enrichment". Intervene in the Kingdom's salt prices with dark salt and reduce treasury revenues to hit military spending. Meanwhile, the supply line in Hellevy territory is roughed up to stagnate the flow of military supplies. Marco said the opening period might have been extended by two years as a result of those.

This surprised and convinced not only Oiva, but all the faces on which she made her vows. It is known that the activities of horse thieves in Hellevy territory were profit-oriented. Because I was after military supplies at my peril. And taking it backwards was the horse thief crusade.

Dark salt and plunder. The purpose of the activity, which would have made enormous profits using those two as a means, is not the property itself. If only the purpose is to gain wealth, then only the dark salt will be enough. You don't even have to be a horse thief.

So why did you want to delay the opening of the war? Marco is not talking about it. Sometimes thieves will be rather inconvenient during the war as an activity of dark salt trafficking anyway...... Oiva's exploration does not convince the answer.

Because Kuster and the others are incredibly smelly as cavalry. Their strength is not in the realm of being rammed because they want to be rammed, etc. Maybe the cavalry of the Salomon army is the mother. But why have we kept that power for so long? Oiva dared to anticipate why.

Isn't that Marco?

Weren't you waiting for Marco?

It's an illogical story, but the horse thieves' loyalty to Marco makes Oiva think so. The fellow vows seem to see Marco's persuasion to the horse thief as the origin of their allegiance to that kind of unusual landscape. But Oiva learns the wonder before that.

It's Kuster. When Marco shot through Kuster's shoulders... there was already one wonder when he tried to shoot, to be exact. In the eyes of Oiva, who was nearby, it could be seen that Kuster was defenseless, as he was also in the gold bondage. The gaze. Marco sometimes releases it from his eyeballs... it doesn't seem to work for anyone... but that's what struck Kuster. Oiva felt that way.

The same was true when Beltran. Even then, I think Oiva saw strange intimidation. And the head of the villain swore an unusual degree of loyalty. That is not to say fanatical, and Oiva can feel a similar atmosphere from the horse thieves, starting with Kuster.

In fact, Oiva thinks how much he put in the fort without looking into it. Anyway, they are horse thieves. They didn't act as thieves outside of Hellevy territory, but there is still something called slaughter that comes together. Of a controlled army, or a mercenary with a different profession, or a different kind of force. The madness of throwing yourself into the fierceness mixes with depression.

(Especially those guys... well, Kuster's in the lead though)

Ahead of what Oiva saw, there are those who are treated differently among a bunch of horse thieves. It is marked by a red cloth wrapped around the neck, which makes each person feel powerful enough to make Oiva fit as a samurai, and yet each person is sitting in some martyr-like tranquility. That's ninety-nine. Hundreds in conjunction with Kuster. Former prisoners headed inside with Marco.

After three years with Marco, they appeared before Oiva again now. He's the one with the blade crossed once, but Oiva doesn't want to do the same thing they do now. I was in no mood to forgive you.

(Those guys, they're always “mad blades”. It's a crazy blade, like the handles are made of blades. Oh, hey, hey, hey)

It's not easy to tame them and the SS like that. In a realistic way, military formation has become special. The organizer is Marco, so nobody complains.

Accelli leads the cavalry of the former realm, using it as a heavy cavalry for five hundred rides. Fully equipped with armor, long pattern, and horseback bow. This is mainly going to work with the infantry. It is five hundred horsemen that should be at the heart of all armies.

Yarucco leads the ex-large infantry squad, using it as a spear infantry for five hundred pawns. This is also windy gear such as heavy infantry, which has been trained to lay cross rows of iron walls with shoulder shields and long spears. From what Oiva has seen, it would seem difficult for a cavalry to break through these five hundred men.

Such an Oiva is led by the former Hackinen Guards, five hundred men of whatever style, such as "Whatever Store”. He said it was a multipurpose unit, or if he had a bow, he would carry tools, and he had all the individuals and benders, but his stunts as a unit were the beginning and end of digging holes. It is also characterised by the fact that many people are resistant to individual warfare because they are formerly only mercenaries up.

And a horse thief led by Kuster rides a thousand and five hundred as a light cavalry. Marco goes in here. No, Oiva reconsidered that she was not about to go in. As a whole, Kuster commands, but Marco forms a hundred rides with ninety-nine of them as his fortitude. Ninety-nine horsemen of red cloth. There is something about that power that frightens your allies with a hundred rides. Oiva thought of the hundred rides on the battlefield and muttered, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"I wonder what you're afraid of, Oiva"

It's the accessories that have been calling me in casual conditions. As for his title, he is the man who heads this SS.

"Hmm? The Red Guys"

"Oh, that one? That's amazing. People are strange to be in the shape of people."

"That's a strange way to put it. So, what shape does it take to make sense?

"A weapon. I can't imagine if that's a sword or a spear or what form it's in... but it's one thing that's extremely noisy anyway. You're a soldier ahead of the dead. Turning to the enemy would be a nightmare."

The accessory's eyes don't have the color to enjoy the world as usual. Sharp. Just as the sharpened blade makes people nervous about what they see, so the redcloth people have something to hold them back. As the other horse thieves can still be tamed with the servants, it is Oiva that I think would be impossible for them ninety-nine.

"... and I don't even think I can lead them. We'll have to leave it to Marco."

"Oh, that's different. Hey, no, no, no, no."

The same appearance of accessories began to look at Marco in such a way as throwing a spoon or intrigue. The 13-year-old boy, who is attracting the attention of the regiment in many ways, is finally about to finish finishing his hair. I tied my hair back before the battle. It's Oiva who sees Kuster's intentions where the tie is red, gold, and two-colored.

"What's up? Have you finished forming your heavy unit?

Marco walked in touching his hair. Light attire, not yet wearing armor, wraps the boy's handsome flesh in fuzz. The sword of the goods at the waist… There was an irresistible wind and elegance, combined with a wave of decoration received from Count Herevy. I can hear the surrounding exclamation leaking in Oiva's ear.

"It's all set without a problem. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

It's an accessory that doesn't care about the surroundings like that and says "nigga". This man, who boasts Marco's first minister in his body, does not graduate from work on anything. By the way, as for Oiva, it seems that Beltran took the oath of chief obedience first with Marco, but when I checked with Accelli, it was an interpretation that the faithful would not count because they were not ministers.

"It is the favor of the Marquis Uliharsilla. You prioritized that, didn't you?

"Whatever. I can only hide my hand tags, and most importantly, it feels good to present them for free."

"Well, free is also an out-of-the-box scary thing... because this time it would also mean an apology. It comforts him to receive."

"Why don't you make another aesthetic?

"Right. I'll give you a whisper instead of a payment."

Oiva looked at Couscous and the two laughing together in a slightly frightened mood. I don't think this is what accessory said earlier, but I think this is what people mean when they don't want to turn it around on their enemies. Sigh loudly.

Large quantities of military supplies were delivered to the SS by the Marquis of Uliharsilla. The cow horses and workers carrying it together are likely to be worth a considerable amount of money. Besides, apart from that, there are military funds out there, so I behaved in large measure. It was a truly delightful scream for the SS, who was fully prepared to fight without them.

Yes, the SS is getting ready for this hour of the day. It was unexpected and impossible, but it was within our expectations if we tried Oiva and others.

This front-line dispatch of the SS is due to the royal decree. It is basically an unwarranted SS group that hears orders from other than the third princess, but this case has to be accepted because of orders entangled with the gift of the fort. If we don't practice "harnessing courage" and doing it, the conditions will be inadequate.

Marco, however, had implemented measures to ensure that the order was issued. The content is fine and diverse, but the basic route is an act of provocation to the first princess. The SS is an obstacle in the first place. From the escort of a line of princesses just after the launch. Yes. That was an early and provocative rush around.

Marco has been promoting energy and diligence on something, even after he garrisoned in a fort on the surface of land. It used the beautiful fame it had earned, while creating rumors by closely interacting with Chitoga Osho. The SS is supposed to praise and serve Princess Paulina as the only true royalty, eager for devotion and opportunity to serve herself...... so Oiva can only laugh. Which is because I hear that princess is a noodle maker.

Daniel of Wang Capital is not involved in this case much. He is also going through a battle on the front line as an executor of another measure. Putting the Knights under the umbrella of the Marquis of Uliharsilla has multiple aims, the biggest of which is to strengthen the supply line from the south. The logistics will be activated and vigilance will be tighter with the Knights moving than with the National Army moving. Whatever you say, it's an army involved in the honor of the Marquis. The knights are also proud. If that was also the first formation of the Marquis' son, it could be expected to be tidy enough to hit the streets with water and sprinkle flowers. And within a short period of time.

The supply line from the east via Hellevy territory is close to complete. Oiva is soul-wiped, wondering if her activities as a Hackinen escort were in anticipation of this. I also got a letter of thanks from Uncle Hellevy because it is a thorough monitoring and management of logistics by Lauri and it makes everything too much to be achieved on the face of the book. It is also rumored that the Count has become an inspirational man these days, so Oiva thinks Marco's words, "Don't be pulled out as an official of the consular government," are not exaggerated.

As for the waterway, it is predicted that a major problem would have arisen if it had been the case. Because the management of the ship has become cumbersome for Russia, and even with navigation procedures, rigorous scrutiny has been carried out. This is done by a central official seconded from the King's Capital, not a hand-minded Maryaranta official, so a painful choice should have been made as a SS to be scorned for something. Moreover, it is the end of a violent river thief's escape.

But it was easy to dismiss when the leader of the river thief was inside him.

The river thieves led by Beltran went wild, and most of the supplies taken were smuggled into Hellevi territory. The route changed but supplies arrived, and all the cost of it was to remain with Beltran. If this happens, the story is simple. Loan SS units from the stolen supplies, and the profit of smuggling falls on military funds. Without spending Lauri's hidden possessions, the SS was well prepared. The transport of a thousand and five hundred people, etc., took place with the ease of a mixed nose song. If you decide by tag who goes by stowaway and who goes by regular boat, that's it.

"Actually, even this kind of booze was mixed up with me."

"That's a luxury item. You know, visiting people in battle."

"Some of these things. It's a superb battle coat, but it's addressed to Marco."

"... you're getting a little worried about that old man's health"

Then it is Oiva who sighs again when she sees the two who only seem to be. I have difficulty even in difficult situations, but the fact that I can afford this also does not ease my nervousness.

"What happened just now, Oiva? You look tired."

"Hmm... unfortunately there was nothing for Oiva"

I'm going to say that, so as for Oiva, I just had to exhale him for a third sigh. It would be horrible if you turned it to the enemy, but even if you're on your side, you seem to have a lot of problems. I returned that honestly in words.

"Damn, it's too much to rely on, but it gives me a sigh of relief."

A young, blue-eyed martial artist with dark hair ties, answers and says.

"Then I'll sigh, too. I'm counting on you, both of you."

The words, with a smile, tickled his ears before seeping into the autumn breeze.