EP.225 When the advantageous side stakes a strategy and
mentions the possibility that the military governor’s daughter betrayed them, the generals’ uneasy eyes turn to the staff.
It’s embarrassing, but I can’t help it. It is a problem that someone should have pointed out, and it becomes the duty of the staff with a high probability.
Amidst the silence, Patraxion was the first to wave his hand.
“Uh huh. that went a bit too far Even converting to something over there?”
“There is a Pied Piper from Hameln, right? The Historia director’s penchant for obsessing over the case is well known.”
“okay? Is that enough? The daughter-in-law of the military is obsessed with the pipe player?”
When Patraxion asked casually, another general who had followed the musketeers jumped up and defended Historia.
“It can’t be. When the main officer was dispatched to the musketeers to assist the warden, the warden Historia stood up to them with all his might! Talking about the warden’s conversion is going too far!”
Do you suspect a young musketeer for a long time because there is no one to suspect? You should be ashamed of yourself at that age, tsk tsk.
It was not only that there was no sound, but when such gazes poured out, the staff also made excuses while sweating.
“Me too, to the limit… Possibilities…”
“Wait a little bit. If Director Historia is truly infiltrated, he will contact you in some way. We just have to wait for that time.”
“I think so too.”
Even though I tried to avoid words, the sharp gazes flying from all sides. The intimidated staff soon regretted what they said.
It’s always the staff who prepares for the worst, so it often makes the commander unhappy, but he did his job, but isn’t he pushing himself too hard? It was a time when I was expressing my dissatisfaction inwardly.
A squeaking sound came from the golem that was sitting still. It was a magic golem for communication. Everyone’s eyes were focused on them, wondering if there would be any information to overcome this situation.
The golem creaked and lifted its head, enough to feel the urgency.
『I am Lieutenant Peuyu, the military department communications officer in charge of the meta conveyor belt. Urgent information! Pay attention!”
The communicator inside the golem quickly shouted.
『Observation Information! One container is running out of the belt and onto the coastal road in the Far East! repeat. One container is speeding through the eastern plain!]
Several generals who were sitting jumped to their feet. Even though they were generals, the lower ranks, who lacked time, rushed out and gathered troops with a loud voice.
They moved one step first. The goal is the Far East Coastal Road. It has finally moved off the meta conveyor belt and into a real chase in a new land.
“Sprinting at night? You are active. very good. Better to do something than to stand still. Always.”
Patraxion, who had been laughing heartily, scratched his chin and thought deeply.
“It’s a bit early, but it seems to be an intention to run away to the principality before the sun rises instead of fighting at the destination.”
“I guess so. They wouldn’t want to run into a large army on the plains in the middle of the day. All troops! wait for now! I will also contact Bernartern!”
Colonel Gand, who had secretly approached while Prelbjor was busy, spoke to Patraxion.
“It could be camouflage. Unless it’s a command order, the signalman provides information only. In the end, it’s up to us to ask for details and make a decision. Ask the signalman if he has any other information.”
“Why are you telling me that? you do it I’m bothered.”
“…I don’t have the rank to be in this position. The captain has to do it.”
“You always yearn for me like that. Pretending to be humble in front of others. Are you going out with me?”
Colonel Gand, who could not stand it any longer, let go of the patraxion and shouted out loud.
“Correspondent! What’s special about that container!”
“The outer wall of the container was full of bullet marks, and there were four wheels that seemed to have been hastily remodeled underneath. It seems to be a desperate measure to run on the plain.]
“Is it modified? But if it has wheels, it’s more likely camouflage. It will roll without any special touch… What is the driving force behind it?”
“In front of the container, a huge red horse over 3m in height was leading it! Assumed to be Ralion, the blood horse of the progenitor recorded in the history books!]
If it is the blood horse Ralion, it is a word of memories that he is a descendant of the founder and has never been separated from her. If there is, it is either actually with the founder or a very elaborate camouflage.
In any case, the information was given. Judgment is on this side. Colonel Gand asked again if there were any other clues.
“Another feature you didn’t mention? You can say anything.”
『The possibility of camouflage was strong, so I didn’t report it separately, but the silhouette of a young woman in uniform was reflected on the top of the container surrounded by darkness.』
Everyone stopped talking. A young woman in uniform, because it was obvious who she was.
Colonel Gand muttered.
“…If it’s camouflage, it’s a very reliable decoy. To the point where I can’t get enough of it without checking.”
There will probably be a historia in the container. Whether it’s camouflage or not. It means that we should at least send troops to catch up with the blood horse Ralion and check inside.
Several generals, including the staff, appealed to Prelbjor.
“Sharing forces is a handshake. We have to decide where to go.”
“If only there was one more clue.”
Choosing one will leave the other empty. Units can be divided, but military growth cannot be divided. If you don’t have growth, you can stop them but you can’t defeat them.
The final decision maker is the majang and the great song, but it is the general who makes the strategy. It was time to deepen their troubles. Patraxion, who was sitting leaning against the back of the chair, spoke to the magic golem.
“Communicator. Where are they jumping off the belt?”
『Assuming it is not moving on the meta conveyor belt, it is about 50 minutes away.』
“Okay. Grandma! Let’s get ready to go!”
Frelbjor took an interest in Patraxion’s actions.
“Why are you asking that?”
“You said it earlier. Historia was captured on purpose.”
“heard. What does that have to do with… Ah.”
Historia was deliberately captured. That means she knows what’s fake and what’s real.
If so, it would have left a mark in some way. Either a code or a signal.
The madman, who had been in an accident up to that point, sighed lightly.
“Right! If you find the signal left by the warden, you might get a clue! It’s been a long time since I’ve been helpful, kid!”
“Don’t be proud of yourself with only words, you have to trust us. That’s how you treat your children. oops Grandmother is not married, so you don’t know that.”
“Sounds useless. I am married to magic.”
“That’s what old virgins pick up and serve like gods.”
The generals had to do their best not to show the slightest smile. If it leaked even a little, not only military life but also life could be destroyed
.
“Let’s get both ready! If the container is bait and if it’s real, divide it! Be prepared to respond in any case!”
Following the command of Yukjangseong, the troops moved in a hurry. I was in close contact with Bernardtern through the signalman and prepared for both sides to respond.
Patraxion, along with some generals, flew through the sky with Frelbjor’s magic. Prelbjor’s magic, like a giant holding on to the wind as a whole, was like being on a boat that rocked up and down, left and right, left and right, and felt terrible.
The reason Patraxion didn’t get motion sickness was purely because he was strong beyond his health.
“Woo-wook. If you don’t learn gongigong, you get 10% sickness. Because of this, there is a joke that the condition for promotion to general is ‘to withstand the flying magic of the Demon Field’.”
“What kind of bastard does such a foolish thing?”
Arriving at the target location, several generals, including Majang and Jeolchang, quickly turned on the searchlight and searched the surroundings. On the gloomy belt that seemed to have been dark just a moment ago, several containers swept up in battle could be seen strewn about.
Finding familiar footprints, Patraxion stood in line with them, recalling the day’s battle.
After arriving at this location, he fought against the founder. Fighting and getting thrown out several times. Beyond the darkness, it was really dark, as if it had come at night, so it was hard to see… but obviously the container they were staying in.
30 steps from here.
Like Patraxion, he strode 30 steps. When he took his last step, the ground where the container had been was now showing only a flat floor.
“hmm. I’m sure they moved the container.”
As he murmured, he saw an unnaturally overturned container fragment at the corner of the meta conveyor belt. I approached it in a month and picked it up.
Then he smiled triumphantly.
“also.”
Braille delicately perforated by pores. It was military code. Historia pretended to be caught and gave us this information.
Patraxion hadn’t memorized every detail of the code, so he handed the code to Colonel Gand. Gandh read it aloud.
“The red horse is bait.”
The musketeer’s infiltration had meaning. A new and fatal clue has been given. Frelbjor also nodded firmly, and Patraxion smiled.
“Did you hear? Blood horse is a camouflage. The other side must still be on the conveyor belt! Everyone get ready!”
Now there is one ball.
You have to hide this ball from the waiting spectators. Then what should I do?
Should I hide it in my left hand or should I hide it in my right hand.
Tyr chose his right hand. Aji smelled it and found it. Butterflies were frightened by their manicus, so they quickly showed it. The regressor tried to see through the green eye… From now on, never show him any magic. Really.
And Historia wafts of cigarette smoke.
“…The hand itself must be a trick.”
It’s probably because I’ve seen you for a long time, so you know me a little better.
At the point of mentioning the left and right hands, the other side’s attention is focused on those two. Actually, there’s no reason to hide it there. Just by presenting a choice, you become buried in the answer.
Actually… hiding in my pocket.
“Let’s go inside.”
So I suggested
In fact, even if you drill through the coastal road, you will be able to get there somehow. Tyr’s power is formidable, and the regressor has the power to achieve anything by any means.
But there is no need to clash with the military. As they say, we are the one who will be in trouble if the other side is blinded and brings a regular army like Bernardtern. From that point on, you might really have to decide between life and death.
Could it be that the military went crazy and even brought in the regular army? It’s a nonsense story.
therefore.
“We are the inner circle. It enters the inside of the meta conveyor belt and cuts a shortcut.”
A reason to go to the principality. does not exist. In the first place, who else would dare to try to catch us if it wasn’t the military?
It is a matter of turning upwards and heading to the nations via the abyss wilderness.
“While the focus is on the Far East, let’s hide under the hem of the military and head north. After a long time ahead, get on the meta conveyor belt pretending to be cargo… and enjoy a comfortable and pleasant trip.”
