Wortenia Senki

Signis narrowed his eyes as the blonde caught the strong wind. In his eyes is an armored helmet dyed out of black. It is so pitch-black that it is likely to assimilate into the darkness of night, even though it can be seen more clearly than anything else in the daylight sun.

A sword crest intertwined with gold and silver double-headed snakes over the heads of enemy soldiers who laid formation a few kilometres from the castle gate. The red eye of the snake stared intimidately at the surrounding area, a design I hadn't seen much of.

(I see, I just said the number is roughly a thousand. Unified Equipment...... Probably gave the soldiers all the stuff Baron Goshiba bought, but I see he can afford the extra money...... this is certainly in his favor with the number of soldiers, but it would be foolish to insult Lord Goshiba as just a baron...... we were talking about smashing him with a force push all at once...)

The army of the Earl of Salzberg, with its ten knights in the north, is numbered approximately two thousand.

The generals gathered on the walls following reports of enemy forces approaching. The eyesight enhanced by martial arts was a clear picture of the faction of the Michizawa army and the soldiers who mourned there.

What do you say, Signis?

Roberto rang from behind Signis, who had his arms together and was staring at the enemy's movements.

"This battle... might just be a little tricky."

Zero words resembled a slight grunt from Signis' lips that kept staring away without looking back.

It would be proof that he himself understands fully that it is not a word that should be spoken by a man who has now begun the war.

At any rate, the Count Salzberg army is nearly twice as dominant in terms of the number of soldiers. Moreover, the Count Army can move its troops based in Ipilos, which is famous as a fortified city.

Based in cities, supplies can be supplied, and in some cases it is possible to conscript residents and hire mercenaries from guilds.

If we discuss the advantages and disadvantages, the advantages of the Earl of Salzberg's army should not move.

If you say pessimistic words under these circumstances, you could be ridiculed for cowardice from around you.

But Signis dared to speak of the anxiety he felt in his heart.

Skilled warriors keep their mouths shut and say the battle has a smell. It's like experiencing a battlefield and equipping a surviving human being with nature.

As soon as the warrior's inquiry sees a distant army, it's setting off an alarm.

"Huh. Well, if you say so, I guess so."

"You're no different than ever."

Signis laughs bitterly at Roberto's unspeakable tattoo attitude.

Roberto and Signis boast an overwhelming power and history of war in the army of the Earl of Salzberg. It is up to the two of us to take the lead in this battle.

In this earth world, we are talking about the first cut-in captain to storm the enemy line.

To their activity, the soldiers around them raise their command, and the second later formation causes the third formation to finalize the war situation. That is an important task that truly shapes the battlefield.

If it was meant to be, it would be honorable as a man living in battle. The perception itself was undoubtedly, but at the same time it meant that it was adjacent to danger.

Despite such an important task, Roberto's attitude when he heard the words of Signis was calm itself. Neither affirmation nor denial. No, it's probably more right to say indifferent one way or another.

"Hey, we're not gonna change our jobs anyway. All you have to do is kill the enemy soldiers in front of you... and then you'll do what your shitty father and drummed cunt do well."

With that said, Roberto turns his sarcastic gaze to his surroundings. Those chilling eyes truly represented the words he wanted to convey.

"Is that Baron Shiba's soldier... this is quite a costume again"

"But as far as that equipment is concerned, it looks like the Waltenia Peninsula is a wealthier land than you can imagine."

"As the Count told me, apparently he bought slaves and made them soldiers..."

"The numbers are splendid inside, but what we really need is individual quality. Looks like the grown-ups worked very hard, but now, how many of those soldiers are going to be used?"

"I heard from the Count that all the 300 soldiers who headed to Zaluda as reinforcements had only met the magic..."

"It's a real crap haunt. You hired a few hands-on men, and you blew that the whole army had the same power."

"Well, I think so too..."

I can hear a slight mockery leaking from here and there.

A group that solidifies a little further away from the Signis and the others. The principals of the nobility forming the ten northern houses and the men responsible for the inheritance of the territory. You're supposed to be looking at the same thing, but there seems to be as much difference between Signis and the feelings they felt as there is between heaven and earth.

Some people seemed somewhat cautious, but they don't have enough certainty to dispute the hard opinions of others.

Well, that's not something you can do in a way either. Because the information about the man who says Ryo Mitsuji and his territory, the Waltenia Peninsula, is only extremely fragmented.

"Don't get caught up in too much extra stuff. We just have to do our best in our position."

When Roberto erases his sarcastic grin, he stares jiggly into Signis' eyes.

To its lesser acumen, Signis unexpectedly turned away.

For Signis, it's the same as Roberto that this battle is a carefree help fight, but he still thought he should do his best to win.

But Roberto apparently isn't.

"But then what happens to the whereabouts of this fight? And Count Salzberg is also a former samurai. If I do my best to talk to you!

As a general, I will do my best as the one who keeps the life of the soldier. The thought pokes and moves Signis' body.

Damage can be minimized if measures are taken against the crisis.

Extreme stories, caged in Ipilos for a while, and just focusing on gathering information should have changed the options quite a bit.

Roberto shook his neck sideways, even though he understood the signal.

"No matter what you say, nobody wants to hear from us. Neglected unwittingly, or supposedly aiming to get into the Count and take away the housekeeper is Othi. Besides, if those rumors get heard by the people in the house, even if they win this fight, they're gonna kill you, right?

Both Signis and Roberto were brought to life because they don't think they're interested in the housekeeper, and they're being given command of the army as a convenient substitute for a man who's not confident in martial arts. Conversely, the lives of the two are instantly extinguished if there is any doubt at all about that part.

The strong on the battlefield are not always the strong.

"Signis, it's your bad habit to think too much. You just have to be more comfortable thinking about yourself. You just need to focus on killing the enemy in front of you. Even if there was a trap, if it was just us, we could eat it."

"But then..."

"That's why I told you. Just think about yourself."

That being said, Roberto turned his back by tapping lightly on Signis.

To its appearance, a small grunt leaks from Signis' lips.

"You...... are you sure that's all right?

For years, my friends never answered the question with their backs turned.

"Dear Hall. We have just received reports that all ten northern soldiers have entered the castle in Ipilos."

One of the guards standing outside the tent rushed softly to Ryo Shin's ears.

Command post set up in the tent.

The map, spread over a large table, details not only the topography of Ipilos, but of the entire northern part of Roselia.

And this is what you ordered.

That's how I offered you a piece of paper that was strictly sealed.

When Ryo Zhen got it, he plunged it silently into his chest without opening the seal.

"Okay. Thanks for your hard work. Let the guy who brought the report get enough rest and then go back under what?"

"Yes, sir."

That said, the soldier graciously runs away outside the tent.

"What kind of kid? Hiding again?"

It's a lotus-leaved woman with red hair cut around her shoulders that makes fun of her for saying that.

But Liangzhen is not so much a beginner as he is now more upset by such words.

"Yeah, it's a secret. Well, come on, let me explain."

While I say it's a secret, Ryo Jin is truly calm himself.

"Huh... you're a tease free kid. Totally, I'm getting feverish."

"You already know how I do it, don't you?

That's how I smile, Ryo. Truly, Ryone returns with a bitter laugh.

"That's right. Boy, you've only been naughty since the day you first met him. At first, I thought you were a young girl. Years after that, I'm so used to Atashi... you are too, aren't you? Bolts."

When Rione says so, he turns the spearhead of the story to the belly of the ship's arms, which he has accompanied for many years.

"Well, I'm not surprised that you are now. Anyway, the young man is about to hit a big fight. It's easier to be so careful. Come on."

"Well, that's true, Atashi. 'Cause you'd rather be belly black and discreet than a fool without thought"

The included gaze was directed towards Ryo Tru.

"Then am I passing for now? Mr. Rione and the others are still there for me."

"Hmm... you took one of these"

Rione's face stained red for a moment for the calmly returned Ryo True answer.

Ringing his nose small and pointing in the direction of the day after tomorrow, Rione. Everyone in this room knows that the attitude is overshadowed.

Rione, who led the mercenary regiment in battle for many years as a rice tare, and Bolts, a deputy who continued to support her.

Even though there is a back shield to say guild, it is the captain and his two deputies who ultimately make the decision as to whether the employer is a trustworthy person.

Beyond the fact that mercenaries are the job of risking their lives, it was a matter of life and death whether the humanity of their counterparts could be discerned. Naturally, their eyes on humans are cold and certain.

Besides, there is no other history of how Lionel or Bolts were to truly serve your son Ryo Shiba.

Even if he has some manners, if a man named Ryo Mitsuzai decides that he is not a profitable and worthless man to serve, Rione will only lead a mercenary regiment to another country.

In other words, the fact that Rione is here in itself represents a relationship of trust between Rione and Ryo Trun.

Nevertheless, it seems that even a woman like Lionel will be illuminated when she tells me that she trusts you with her face and face now.

For a while, a gentle air flows through the tent. That's just for a while, though.

"Well, shall we say that the pastime gets to the point as far as this is concerned? Well, it's all unfolding as I told you beforehand, so I don't need to say it again."

Ryo True's low and cold voice echoed in the tent.

The faces of the executives, including Rio and Bolts, who were surrounding the desk and smiling calmly, tightened instantly.

"In the meantime, there are ten northern houses gathered in Ipilos, as expected. The total number of soldiers is about 2,000."

Liang Zhen's hand places two pawns of knights on horseback on the Ipyros written on the map.

"Is it all a knight?

"Yes, Mr. Bolts is right, only the knights."

"I see you've done well with your young countermeasure."

"No matter how weak the Territorial Militia is, the number of soldiers is more important than playing field."

The surroundings nod silently at Ryo Tru's words.

By analogy to chess, the knight is truly the presence of a flying car or horn, and in exchange for that, the territorial militia is truly walking "F".

There is no need to compare the differences in abilities between the two now, but the battle cannot be determined solely by differences in abilities. Depending on the tactics of the handler, it is also possible for the province to kill the flying horn.

"For now, everything is on schedule... after that, it depends on the outcome of the first war. So what about the first fight?

There's a dangerous grin on Lionel's face. Though she boasts exceptional skill as a commander, her essence is fierce warrior.

I guess that warrior's instinct sensitized him to the upcoming bloodshed festival.

"Yeah, Army-to-Army bumps. It's a positive attack."

The moment the words were released from Ryo's true mouth, the roar of the warriors echoed in the tent.