Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

The banquet gradually rose, and Captain Gareth Ayring of the Most Squad, Captain Elias Nifer of the Fourth Squad, greeted the captain of the regiment and the guild captain, and spoke to Ray.

nervous, but managed to answer, Ray said

(Should I have gone to say hello from me? I had no idea what to do in these seats when I was in high school...)

He whispered to Ashley next door,

"Should I go say hello to you at a time like this from me? What do you think we should do?

"You don't have to worry about it. Our banquet is based on disrespect. Besides, you're the guest of honor today. You just stay here."

There was something somewhat unconvincing about it, but I gave up and sat down saying there was nothing else I could do.

When I look to the side, Stella is still on guard around me, and I don't go into the circle of conversations.

(I can't do this. What am I supposed to do?

Ray tries to talk to Stella, but to him and Ashley, there are hiccups of mercenaries coming.

Ashley had a brighter voice than usual, talked to familiar people back in the day, and Ray was nervous, giving answers.

Zenga Ormiga, captain of the second squad, came under Stella.

"You're strong, too. Where did you train him?

Stella looks at the giant Zenga silently.

Ray quickly joined the conversation when he noticed Stella was being spoken to.

"Stella was training in the southern countryside. By the way, where was Mr. Zenga born?

Zenga answers him without surprise, forcing him to change the subject.

"Oh, he was born in the mountains of Saeum."

"How did that get here?

"Once upon a time, I don't know, it's been ten years. Captain, you're probably here near the village. At that time, Ooh, Captain, come on, you've lost so much. Keep it up, Captain. Come on."

When I managed to hear Zenga talk about a tight, prolonged way of talking, Hamish visited near the village of Zenga ten years ago. Zenga challenged him, a famous mercenary, but he was defeated. Zenga, who was not convinced by it, came to Fonce about Hamish. I tried many times, but never seemed to win, and stayed like a cheat and a diner. And before I knew it, I was talking about being a part of the Marcut Mercenary Corps.

(He's a good guy, but don't get tired of hanging out with this way of talking. But the captain of 2nd Platoon means he leads more than twenty of his men. I wonder if I can get used to it?

Later on, we heard that Zenga was not only respected as a user of Halvard, but also admired as a captain because of his apparent character. However, the actual second squad command is taken by his subordinate, the deputy.

(And they're very distinctive people)

One mercenary after another, the drunkenness was gradually turning around and the reluctance was gone.

One young man and others cry out, "Give my daughter..." and the healer, the sorcerer, wanted to hear Ray's magical spell.

The banquet begins, and after about two hours, the mercenaries gradually return to their rooms.

When Ray, wondering, asked Ashley, she returned the answer, "It's the guys I have a mission to start tomorrow morning".

(Really, I have self-control. I don't do anything to get a request with a hangover. Speaking of course, of course, but don't let the image of the profession of mercenary change)

After 8 p.m., the banquet was all the more exciting and, if you notice, Ray was moving from the table of the first Hamish to the table of the Fifth Squad with Valeria.

There was also a stellar on the side, and the two were surrounded by mercenaries from Squad Five.

"Guys, these guys are going to be kept in Squad Five. Ray, say hello."

Surprised by Valeria, whose tone has changed,

"I'm Ray Arklight. This is Stella. Best regards,"

Ray and Stella get up and bow their heads.

Remembering their presence with the commander of the regiment during the day, and their low back attitude, they are amazed at each other's faces.

"Ashley joins these two. The formation is going to be decided tomorrow by turning in Dougal. The captain ordered me not to give special treatment. Just hang out with him normally!

I can have a hedge around the Rays in Valeria's words.

A skinny human man, about thirty years old, stood in front of Ray and offered him his right hand.

"It's Dougal Gethin. He's the deputy captain of the Fifth Squad. Nice to meet you tomorrow."

Though slightly shorter, Ray feels slightly pulled because of his sharp eyesight on the fine face.

He said, "Thank you," like a snack, and took the hand.

(This guy looks scared, too. Mr. Alberic is right, looks like he's not lucky to be in the Fifth Squad)

After that, he will also shake hands with nearly twenty soldiers. There were a lot of people, I can't remember their names, but nothing happened, and the face-to-face meeting was over.

He sighs in his heart.

(Phew, I managed to finish the face-to-face meeting, but there are a lot of women here. I think about half of them were women. Is it because the captain is a woman?

The pedestrian walls also collapsed, and when I reached the table feeling a little calm, Valeria spoke to me. The tone was back to its original light feel.

"You're surprised. For once, I'm captain."

Facing that gap, he said, "Should I call you Captain?," he asked.

"Only on assignment, if you call me captain. I don't care what you call me later. Valeria or Val."

After Ray replied like a sigh of relief, he was curious, asking questions about the word Red Arms.

"Oh, Ray, you really don't know? Stella, too?

When the two of them nod, there is also a surprising voice coming from around.

(It's such a famous story. Should I have asked you in Morton?

"Well, I'll tell you. From the first place, it was about five years after the captain launched the Marcut Mercenaries..."

Valeria's story says it's an anecdote about fifteen years ago, about five years after Hamish launched the Marcut Mercenary Corps, at which time the Caerm Empire and the Kingdom of Lax, which were in a state of war, were fighting over and over near the southern free border.

There were only about fifty markat mercenaries at the time, and they were less well-known. For this reason, he often went on escort duties for heavy units.

At one point, the Lax army was ambushed by an army of beasts in Caerm - an elite force unlike the Holy Kingdom of Lukes and not a slave - and the Knights, the regular army, were destroyed.

And only the Heavy Squad, which was following as a successor to the regular army, and the Marcut mercenary regiment of its escorts, were left on the battlefield.

Two hundred of Caerm's dispatched troops, regular troops from dependent states who could not raise their hand, have hung up pursuits on the escaping heavy units. Hamish faced his enemies to lead fifty mercenaries and let the heavy forces escape.

The regular army of the enemy insulted the weak enemy, the Heavy Squad, and the guard, who was only a quarter of us, and attacked him with a force push.

But Hamish and the others struggle without any disadvantage, and on the contrary crush the enemy.

In the battle at that time, Hamish named a rank that was said to be both twenty and fifty.

With all that fighting results, he had little returning blood on his torso because of his sharp movements, and only two arms to the front were stained red with enemy blood.

The fellows who saw the blood-stained red arm, joking, gave him the name "Red Arm = Red Arm”.

The fight was a total loss. But the upper echelons of the Lax army, who want to confuse it, exaggerate Hamish's story and tell the Wang Capital.

For this reason, Hamish was treated like a triumphant general, and many cries of "Red Arms" came up from people standing along the road.

The young mercenaries who then join the Marcut Mercenaries began to admire their name and paint their own hands and armpits red. And only when did that become like standard equipment, and the common name of the Marcut Mercenaries became Red Arms.

(I see. So Red Arms, Red Arms. But why not with Mr. Alberic's explanation?... Alberic was there, wasn't he?

Valeria laughs when Ray speaks of that question.

"Don't ask Brother Al about it. Because it ruins a good story in the corner. Brother Al is a good man, because he adds a lot to how bored the captain was with that“ street name "."

(I see, you're embarrassed. If I were given that ”two names”. I know it's no problem for someone with Kitchen II disease, but Mr. Hamish was a normal sensation person... but what should we do with our gear?

"By the way, do we have to paint it red, too?

"Hmm, what do you think? You're not officially a member, and you don't have any white armor around the corner. In the meantime, why don't we just wrap it in a red cloth for identification?

I don't know if that's really a good thing to do, he asked Dougal sneakingly.

"That's what Mr. Valeria says, is that okay?

"There are no other rules for painting red. No, I haven't painted Ashley. You can do whatever you want."

(What are we going to do? In the meantime, Valeria is right, do you want to wrap it in a red cloth?)

Stella, who was at the Fifth Squad table with Ray, was not very interested in the conversation between Ray and Valeria and remained vigilant around her.

(No one turns hostile...... but many are interested. My previous husband did too in these seats...... after all, I shouldn't have stood behind Master Ray......)

Only where Ray was watching, he had his mouth on the jock, but barely drank the contents and kept it in pristine condition.

When Valeria realizes that, "Stella, you haven't had a drink," she calls the young men of her own men by invitation.

"I don't think this lady has enough to drink. You really don't care anymore. If that's the case, I won't. A little, Ray, apprentice you."

The young mercenaries said, "" Yes! "" He replied vigorously, helping his drunken momentum and recommending alcohol to Stella.

"It's called Hal. Mr. Stella, come on, have a drink. We're working together tomorrow."

Stella says, "No, I've had enough," and turns down the Hals' liquor.

(Not yet, you should be able to fight as usual now. No, I may already be feeling a little off......)

Hal and the others, who shut up to Stella, who hardly drinks for me, cry to the captain of the woman they admire.

"Captain, I can't. You don't drink our liquor. Could you have a drink instead?

Valeria says, frightened, "You have no choice," emptying the jock.

(This guy is the same ”Wow Bummi" as Ash. Still, Stella hasn't changed. After all, I guess the habit of staining your body doesn't fall out right away...)

Although Ray cares about Stella, he did his best because he deals with people around him.

Around 10 p.m., he was drunk and crushed by the faces of Squad Five.