40 – Battle of Roibit (1)

After deciding to join the Imperial Army and participate in the war, our mercenaries hurriedly moved to the assembly point, Apelheim.

“…… Hey, crazy dog.”

“Why are you calling, Captain Dalton?”

“Are we only calling each other for something?”

At that, I shook my head.

“That’s not true. The time I met the captain wasn’t long, but aren’t we still soul mates?”

I laughed and patted my shoulder as Dalton laughed.

“What’s wrong with the clumsy boy? Damn, say that before you die. Oh, even though it’s autumn now because of you, I get goose bumps and let you see with your own eyes that the chicken meat is coming up.”

To prove that the rumors of the chicken’s crinkling were true, Dalton took off his gauntlet and thrust his left arm at me.

Then he looked serious again and asked.

“Me and Heinz and other platoon commanders have participated in battles on a national level, whether belonging to another mercenary group or family.”

“Yes, are you saying that among the executives, I am the only one who has never participated in a war of this magnitude? Hold on to your worries, though. I have the confidence to do well enough.”

To be honest, the ‘me in my previous life’ was a mercenary who took a shot at this national level war.

I’ve fought guerrillas several times, or civilians who suddenly changed their minds and tried to shoot and kill allies, and I’ve killed countless rebels hired by African countries.

Dalton saw my expression and he sighed.

“Ha, if a half-baked cock-me-not says something like this, he’ll give me a bruise to stop talking like an idiot. Considering the achievements you have made, it cannot be.”

I shrugged at that.

“I’m a bit squeamish. Didn’t the meat shield bastards also look like people in just two months?”

“I admit that, you mad motherf*cker. By the way, look over there. It’s the Rheinfalz camp.”

When I was fighting as part of the Count of Salzheim’s army, I was sloppy in everything until I faced the enemy.

“You are already very strict. I thought I was looking at some kind of statue. It is not a joke to set the window at an angle and maintain a floating posture.”

“Isn’t it? What. If you are fighting in the same country as Salzheim or Philo, you still follow the rules when you go to war, but when it comes to national wars, there is nothing like that at all. When we march, we just do things like surprise raids, looting, blocking enemy supply routes, and massacring civilians.”

After listening to the strict posture of the guards in front of me and Dalton’s words, I finally realized that I had participated in a large-scale war on a national level.

I haven’t seen an army of snail-eating Montmartre bastards yet.

I felt the unique pressure of the battlefield pressing down on my shoulders.

More than that, like a boy who is in love for the first time, his heart beats and his body starts to heat up.

‘This is a place where I can earnestly spread my fame little by little across all continents… ‘

“Everybody calls him mad dog, but that’s a really well-made nickname. Because that bastard is a real crazy bastard.”

Just as we were about to retaliate, the guard pointed a spear at us and said,

“Stop. A plaque that proves the name of the mercenary group and belonging to the ally.”

“My name is Dalton Von Prime. Whitebeard mercenaries, 420 in total. And the paddle is here.”

As soon as we checked our cards, the guard released the check on us and answered politely.

“A silver plaque belonging to the Rheinfalz Army… Has confirmed. Please wait a moment.”

“It’s so damn hard to walk a long way, so hurry up.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Not long after, a knight and a wizard appeared in expensive-looking armor.

“Whitebeard mercenaries, is Captain Dalton right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I will check my hand right away. Ain, hurry and check it with magic.”

The sorcerer called Ain immediately held out his magic wand and memorized a spell.

Then, a light shone from the plaque Captain Dalton held, and the pattern of the imperial family of the Rheinfalz Empire in silver came to mind.

“I checked, you came on time and well. I will direct you to the location of your camp. Let the mercenary commander follow me. I mean, I have something to tell you.”

“Yes, I understand. Kyung.”

“Call me Lord Sforza. Then let’s hurry, because I have so many things to do.”

No matter how much we came here to work for money, don’t we have to say that we did a good job coming all the way here to participate in the war?

If he was born noble, he would live pretending to have a concept.

But what can I do, if I am unfair, I have no choice but to set up a lot of achievements and aim for a first-class rank.

‘I will leave a big name for myself this time too.’

As I returned to my platoon with a feeling of exasperation, Karin looked at me and asked.

“Martin, what’s wrong? You don’t look good.”

At that, I waved my hand.

“No big deal. I just came here, so I thought I should show it properly this time as well as when I served under Count Salzheim.”

As I passed the camp, I looked around.

It wasn’t that the guys wearing the baron’s family crest, the viscount’s, or the count’s crest were openly swearing, but…

“Are these the mercenaries who were said to have been active under Count Salzheim?”

“Anyway, it’s just a mercenary camp. Unlike us who serve a proper family…”

“Even commoners are different from us. Aren’t mercenaries like ephemera who live on money and die on money?”

Still, we’re on the same side, but it’s dumbfounded to see them fighting against us, won.

The guys from the platoon are looking around her with a somewhat dejected expression, while Lucia continues to fidget with her hands, tucking her fox ears and her tail.

If that was the case in Salzheim, I would have quickly calmed down Lucia…

Instead of cheering her up, I just watched her.

As if determined, Lucia suddenly put her strength on her shoulder and pricked her tail and ears.

Then she bit her lip a few times while looking at me…

“The platoon commander said that, right? You shouldn’t be intimidated by people like that…”

I nodded in agreement with her.

She stared down at her wand with the mana stone I bought her, then squeezed her power into her hand.

“Because Platoon Leader Martin trusted me, I will do my best to live up to his expectations. And I will definitely do more than the cost of this wand.”

If you follow the flow of the original story, you will meet the main character for the first time in about four months.

At that time, Lucia was so weak that if someone in the mercenary corps cursed at her loudly, she would bow her tail and be frightened.

I somehow put her confidence in her and praised her hard, and the fruits of her hard work are revealed here.

‘It’s nice to see it because it seems to be dyed in my own color.’

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“Yes, thank you.”

After giving her a big smile, I stroked Lucia’s hair.

Lucia gave a shy smile and she waggled her tail like a puppy.

“hehehe… I will work hard.”

Looking at her, Karin turned her head and grumbled.

“Platoon leader Martin has an unusual skill at seducing people. I have already made you follow that.”

“The reason I am doing so well right now is thanks to you. I am always grateful.”

“You speak really well.”

And I said to cheer up the recruits who were following me from behind.

“You bastard bastards, it was for the sake of this moment that you guys have been rolling to death, thinking about guerrilla warfare or rituals or whatever. So I believe that there will be no idiots pecking because of the childish tribes who are fighting, even though they are allies.”

The recruits gnashed their teeth when they heard that.

“Spain, that f*cking gymnastics… My teeth are grinding just thinking about it… “

I don’t know if he thinks he speaks carefully in his own way, but I heard everything.

“My diet is the most annoying. I heard that the other mercenaries only practice holding spears and stabbing, so why did we have to roll around like dogs?”

Some go so far as to glare at the soldiers over there when it comes to recruits.

This is the moment when it is revealed that the effect of introducing these two trainings, ritual and guerrilla warfare, is not only to increase combat power, but also to boost morale.

At that moment, even this misunderstanding popped up in my head.

‘Isn’t this the reason why high-ranking people do dirty, intense training and unnecessary work day and night?’

However, he shook his head and drove away the useless thoughts.

I don’t know about the training, but it’s because the fact that the division commander came back and re-paved the asphalt and poured new sand into the parade ground was unacceptable.

But we need to boost their morale here.

“It seems that the soldiers under the nobles of the Rheinfalz Empire are particularly interested in us. I have to run coolly on the battlefield once. Isn’t it?”

Everyone agreed with that statement.

“Yes!”

And I guess I’ll have to pour some oil on it.

“So, if there is a youngster who lags behind, rushes, or cowers in fear… I’ll treat you with gymnastics No. 8 And No. 11.”

A few months later, we faced the Montmartre Kingdom Army.

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