Unmotivated Hero's Tale

"What, the enemy commander will take turns?

Just now, listening to the reports delivered to the command of the Holy Army, Cardinal Nurzan, general of this Army, lifted his eyebrows slightly.

On the other hand, Bishop Mahzun, who serves as a staff officer responsible for communicating that information, speaks in further detail, albeit in awe.

"Ha ha... according to my men's report, thank you Calowyn Cleftberg. Something is going to take command"

"Calowyn? That's your name."

Nurzan tells him so with a crease between his eyebrows.

As soon as possible, the skinny man, sitting in the rear seat of the command, laughed with a distorted grin.

"Ha ha, this is a really reliable word"

"What is it, Judana Sabbath? What's wrong with you?

"No, the general and the staff don't know Calowyn Cleftberg. No, I'm really surprised. As soon as I found out that even that man to be vigilant wasn't in your eyes, and I reconsidered that this Judana was truly reliable,"

In response to the muffled inquiry of the staff member, Judana makes a grand and sarcastic statement without any movement.

In contrast, it was not the two fooled who showed irritation, but the militant Byram priest who kept silent.

"You fool the General!

"Byrum, I don't mind"

Cardinal Nurzan speaks out for deterrence against the Byram priest who stood up and was still slamming on the Judana Feast.

"But even though I would like to congratulate the Archbishop on his memory, leaving him alone would disrupt the discipline of the army."

"I don't mind. Of course, I would just like to ask you to be a little more forthcoming with the Judena Festival, but in any case on this occasion I acknowledge the statements themselves, regardless of everyone's position. So, Sabbath, you know the guy who's gonna be Calloween, right?

"Of course it is. For a small thing like me, it's not a name you have to be vigilant about."

In response to Nurzan's inquiry, Judana makes him snort lightly with a nasty grin.

"Well, can you tell me what you know about that vigilant man?"

"Well, I'm sure most of you in this room know who the generals are, but let me talk to you just in case."

Judana looks around slowly within the command, overlapping with a sarcastic grin.

And with the look of everyone's annoyance and disgust in his eyes, Judah opened his mouth again.

"Calowyn Cleftberg. He was once a man of merit on the front against the Empire. Yeah, it's rumored that Kisletin could always fight a previous empire in Claris without pulling a step back because his men were front-line commanders."

"Imperial opponent...? I see."

Understanding that it was mainly in the southwest of Kisletin, not in the eastern part that became the Turkmenistan side, Nurzan nods one thing.

Judana resumed her explanation while distorting her mouth again in response to that reaction.

"Now, such a meritorious man against the Empire, he had been returned to the centre to become Director of Integrated Operations after his battle with the country had become slightly more sedentary. For a very short time."

"Short-term?

"Yeah, because he collided with the former military minister of his country right after he took office, and went straight down to the field."

In response to Byram's frustrating mix-up inquiry, Judana returns so in a hint of tone.

Then he received the statement, and Priest Mahzun realized one fact.

"The former Minister of Military Affairs of his country...... is that a no way?

"You're right. Former Minister of Military Affairs Kettis Esteheim, no, should I call you Cardinal?

Cardinal Kettis.

It is now the name of a man who has successfully mobilized his domestic followers against his kisletin opponents for a decision in Napolei. And at the same time, it was the name of a man who was never compatible with his predecessors, like the Nurzans, because of the way he had been entrusted to the Cardinals by the discretion of the Archbishop.

"Did you rub it with that guy... okay. Either way, let's try to interpret him as a competent general. Of course, if you're a fool, you've never crossed it."

"But, Cardinal, if the enemy commander has changed, this is still where we should be cautious."

Having heard Nurzan's views, Mahzun makes a cautious argument after looking around once.

In contrast, Byram, known as the fierce general of the ship's arms, immediately spoke out against it.

"I'm afraid, Cardinal. I disagree. Before such a troublesome man shows some skill, I foolishly wonder if it would be just the right thing to do to break it all at once."

"I know how you feel, Bishop Byram, but this is all the small-scale clashes going on like day after day. If they're going to get a new commander and show them the moves to put the system in place again, we should give the soldiers a break, too, as they get the chance."

In response to Byram's objections, the Mahzun Priest of Immediate Staff repeats himself once again.

In response to that statement, Byram also had something to snort about.

"Rest...? Sure, it's impossible to keep fighting at four or six."

"Exactly. Besides, we have invaded the position, and unlike our enemies, the soldiers also see a sense of hope and anxiety. If fatigue builds up like this, they won't explode in dissatisfaction."

"Staff, I know that. However, if we do not achieve a definitive outcome, we will eventually be forced to withdraw from the issue of replenishment. If so, shouldn't it be on this occasion, where gaps are likely to be created in the enemy, that we should crush them at once and give the soldiers a boost to victory?

While respecting their opponents, Mahzun and Byram do not give in to each other's self-explanations.

With that in mind, Judana grinned lightly, turning the spearhead of the story toward the General Cardinal.

"Oh, no, you broke both your opinions. Well, now, Cardinal, how can you do that?

"... first gather information. Rest on the soldiers while the enemy trend calms down. But if the enemy sees a gap, be prepared to strike out at any time."

"Here we go, that ridiculous fix."

After completing his first East Side military operations meeting after his assignment, Calowyn tells the man in the hood who was waiting in a tent reserved for the general with a carefree look on his face.

"Ha, thank you. New Commander Which"

"Well, the people who were supposed to sit here became feathers that were slapped scattered. Well, if you try them, there's no point in it."

Conferences continued to dispute the proposed operation he had built with the man in the hood in front of him. But in the end, by suggesting the existence of a back shield in the center, Calowin pushed himself forcefully through the opposition.

"Wasn't the neighborhood what I expected?

"Sort of."

"If so, that hardship is among the expenses required. So, Commander, I pushed through the proposed safe operation. Which and when shall we start?"

The man in the hood shrugs his shoulders gently, and his passion for Calowyn is there, and asks the real question as it is.

"Hmm... Istarz, are you ready for that one?

"Our people reported arriving at the scheduled location within five days. So don't worry about that."

When Yui, who was called by his name, takes off his hood, he tells him of the status quo told by a certain dark-haired woman.

Taking it, Calowin nodded one, causing his mouth to slightly distort.

"Well, let's just say we start fast. I guess we should tell them that the curtain of the stage has already opened for the Turmenians who look like they have a code of goods."

"Copy that. Then I'll sneak you along as your staff officer until critical."

When he says so, Yui wears the hood back on again.

Calowyn smiled bitterly at his actions.

"Oh, you can do whatever you want. As long as you work as much as you need when you need it."

"Then it's settled. So let's just say we start. Act II on this eastern front."