Chapter 252 – 59. War. (3)
There was a glowing sunset in the sky.
The blood-red water flowed in the huge river that crossed Vermandois, and the old men who were sitting and fishing along the river bank got up one by one.
A peaceful evening scene that makes for a leisurely yawn.
The third floor meeting room of the Allen-Mercenary Corps had a clear view of the beautiful scenery.
And right there, people started to gather one after another.
A total of seven people gathered at a huge round table.
– Round 10, Allen Danju.
– Lecture 10, single viola.
– Murloc Duke.
– Countess of Herrera.
– Count Villa.
– Carly Hill Danju.
– Ingmar Danju.
Today is the first time they have all gathered together like this.
The atmosphere was distinctly different from other meetings, perhaps because each of them was a member of power in their own region.
After confirming that everyone had gathered, Lord Murloc, who sat in the most prestigious seat, cleared his eyes with a small clearing of his eyes.
“First of all, thank you all for coming here. Of course, I will not forget that all this credit belongs to Allen Danju.”
The duke made it known to everyone that although he himself had the seat of honor, Allen was at the center of the gathering.
If it wasn’t for Allen in the first place, this meeting wouldn’t have been possible.
“I think you all already know why we are here.”
… Of course, not everyone who came here was gathered for the same reason.
Some have a crush on their daughter.
Someone repays the favor to the benefactor.
Someone passionately in love.
Some are strong brothers.
There were many reasons, but in the end there was only one purpose.
In order to break the forces of the Marquis of Partalotti—.
“The Marquis’s ambition is so strong that he has already built two cities… , No, even after swallowing three, he still can’t quench the fire of desire. … At this rate, the flames of that war might spread throughout the central region. Then, the war won’t end just in the middle. It will probably spread to all four regions, east, west, south, and north. Isn’t war supposed to be like that?”
Then the tiger of the north, Ingmar Danju, raised his hand, and Lord Murloc nodded his head as if it were okay to speak.
“Then, will it be over if I just slit the Marquis’s head?”
“Of course, that would be neat, but the Marquis would be confined to my estate, so that would probably be impossible. Technically, we have to fight the headless torso.”
“… It’s a war where only the lower ones die pitifully… !”
In the North, it’s common sense that the boss walks around the battlefield with his subordinates.
Lord Murloc rose from his seat and walked to the huge map of the continents hanging on the wall. Then he poked the middle city of Presden with the end of a long stick.
“Originally, we were going to head for the middle city of Fresden, but this place had already been captured a month ago. Rumor has it that they fought tenaciously for nearly five days, but it seems that they couldn’t overcome the difference in strength. … So, the city the Marquis is aiming for next is here… !”
It was Townnel, a mid-sized town about a week’s drive east of captured Pressden.
Although it is a city located in the middle of the country, there is nothing to see other than the grains from the spacious farmland. However, it is a great place to fill the shortage of troops.
Of course, even if they prepared plenty of food before the war, the more food the better. Besides, isn’t Townnel a much weaker city than Pressden!
“We will go this way too. Maybe the destination will change a bit along the way, but I’m sure we’ll bump into it near the Townnel.”
At that time, Count Herrera, the patriarch’s father, slightly raised his hand. He motioned for the Duke to speak.
“Then how do you fight? Like tactics, or formations.”
Upon receiving that question, Lord Murloc’s gaze turned to Allen Danzoo. At the same time, six pairs of gazes pour down on the money ghost.
He mumbled, clearing his throat and getting up from his seat.
“I thought of many ways. Ambush, surprise, diversion… However, I wondered if we really needed to do that.”
“What does that mean?”
Count Herrera asked again.
Then, Allen smiled lightly and pointed with the palm of his hand to everyone in the meeting.
“We already have the power to overwhelm our enemies, so why do we need to find a method with such a low success rate?”
He pounded the table with his fist.
“No need to roll your head in pain, just… , I’m going to press it down.”
The tiger in the north clapped his hands and liked it.
“We already have two archmages on our side. When they pour their magic, the enemy’s momentum will be broken in an instant. Then shoot the enemies in confusion.”
Wizards are beings that shine especially in war.
How well you use genocide magic changes the aspect of war, so having two archmages is the worst for enemies.
… To be honest, even in the top 10, it was astonishing that there were two such asymmetric forces in a single mercenary.
“Of course, our enemies already know that we hit them. As long as you know the information on this side, you won’t just be beaten stupidly. If it can’t be penetrated head-on, it’ll probably use some sneaky trick. We just need to pay attention to that.”
Everyone nodded.
They already know that they have the upper hand in terms of power.
As the money ghost said, you only need to be careful of the attack that catches you off guard.
“Still, the opponent is also in the top 10. It means that there is a potential that cannot be ignored. So, we need to make sure we don’t let our superiority catch us off guard.”
As Allen finished speaking, Lord Murloc glanced over the attendees.
Did everyone listen to him?
“The match is in two days. So, do a good maintenance before leaving. … Then, let’s finish the meeting.”
So the meeting ended.
· · ·
On the day of the competition.
Allen, who had already stayed up most of the night, woke up without much sleep. And from the wind of dawn, I wandered here and there with my eyebrows flying, checking once more carefully to see if anything was missing. The Buddhist monk Budanju, who was chasing after him, also had dark eyes as if he had barely slept.
Danjoo thoroughly inspected it until the very end, handed over to the old dog Kalisman, and got on the carriage.
A procession of dozens of wagons left Vermandois with a shout. … Of course, there were no crowds to see them off with tears.
Inside the huge wagon pulled by four horses, the 1st Allen-Mercenary Corps sat huddled together.
The atmosphere was a little different from usual, as he was going on a bloody mission called war.
Allen looked up at the sky where the sunlight slowly spread, and he said, “Oh, oh, oh,” And pulled out a leather pouch from his bosom.
“Okay, everyone take one.”
What came out of the leather pouch was an amulet made from the leaves of the World Tree.
Allen passed them on to his men one by one.
“It’s a lucky charm. … Well, I don’t know if it will protect your life, but it’s better to have it than not to have it, right?”
The superstitious mercenaries kept it deep in their arms as if it were their own.
“War… , Don’t think too hard. Just do what you always do.”
The crew looked at Danju with heavy eyes.
“We are mercenaries. From the moment of fighting, forget mercy. The moment you feel pity for your enemy, you die. Keep in mind … Of course, those of you who have gone through all the trials and tribulations won’t make that mistake. I believe in you guys. You are the proud members of Allen-Mercenary Corps. Don’t forget that.”
Then the furry Geese, who had been quiet, opened his mouth.
“But if it’s all over, is there a bonus?”
Allen grinned, grinning his teeth, and nodded his head like it was natural.
“It will be a little different depending on the performance, but we are thinking of up to twice the average level.”
Double the level!
In particular, the corner of the mouth of the blind saint who was crazy about money curved like a villain.
“I know. When you take care of it, make sure you take care of it. So, let’s all get excited. If you hear that you’ve been pushed by other guys, you won’t lose face, right? Right?”
“Yes!”
“Allen-Mercenary Corps, now we have to show that we are not top 10 cocksuckers. Let us, uh, be treated like human beings!”
“All right!”
“Okay, everybody grow up. Sleep well when you can. … You won’t be able to sleep this comfortably once you enter the battlefield.”
“Yes!”
The crew members yawned and soon each assumed a comfortable position and fell asleep. This is the specialty of mercenaries who can sleep anywhere as long as they close their eyes.
Yawning, which came like a plague, also infected Allen. He watched the dawning sky for a while outside the carriage, then closed his eyes.
In the meantime, his body, which had accumulated fatigue from preparations for war, was quickly caught up in the tide.
Arlen unknowingly fell asleep leaning on Marie’s armpit shoulder.
… Even sleeping is handsome… ♥
Until the first resting place,
Armpit hair Marie even decided on the names of her grandchildren.
