âTheyâre finally moving.â
Clay put down a paper about the size of a palm and formed an odd smile.
He had perhaps wondered, but it was as expected.
âRinse Southern Mercenary Guild. Youâve waited well for quite a long time.â
He more or less knew that they were moving while receiving someoneâs secret orders.
But through the current fief war, the identity of that dark screen had been revealed certainly.
âCount Jonathan Chase. You truly have moved busily, sir.â
The Rinse Southern Mercenary Guild relocating to Mediasis Castle was at the time when Roan was a baron.
Looking from the central politics, it was a time when there wasnât anything so special.
And Count Jonathan Chase had been guarding against Roan since that time.
âWell, even though the mercenary guild he laboriously planted has actually become uselessâ¦â¦â
The smile that hung around Clayâs mouth became much thicker.
Currently, the Rinse Southern Mercenary Guild was under a meticulous surveillance.
They were checking not only the people that entered and exited the place, but also their private papers as easily as shifting through a drawer inside their own house.
Although it was thanks to the Agens and the druidsâ abilities, but the ones who played the biggest role was in fact the Tenebra Troop.
Few members of the Tenebra Troop, which was an espionage troop, had been infiltrating the Rinse Southern Mercenary Guild.
And for quite a long time at that too.
They piled up their achievements step by step and finally, three people amongst the agents had climbed up onto the guild executive positions.
Especially.
âIn the case of Lepis, agent name Griffith, he has became a heavyweight entering within the top five even inside the guild.â
He was also receiving the affection of Powell, the current guild master.
âHuhuhu. The mercenary guild has already and essentially been taken over by us.â
Even from Roan and his retainersâ position, it was a plan that they had poured their hearts and souls into for quite a long time.
Putting away the letter, Clay thoroughly checked the plan from now on.
At that moment.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Sound of knocking quietly rang.
âSir, Captain Pichio of the Mediasis Guard has came.â
âTell him to come in.â
Clay stood up from his seat as he slightly tilted his head.
Soon, the door opened and Pichio with a slightly stiffen expression appeared.
After meeting the Lancephil Guardian Army at the Landingham Region together with Roan, Pichio had currently returned to Mediasis Castle.
âWhatâs the matter? Captain Pichio.â
Clay offered a seat on one side as he asked in a gentle voice.
Pichio, with a stiffly solidified expression, answered.
âWhile patrolling the castle, I got a bad feeling, sir.â
It was a feeling he didnât get before.
It wasnât because he had returned after a long time.
âA badâ¦â¦ feeling, sir?â
Clay slightly frowned.
Abrupt and disjointed words.
But he had no plan to indifferently listen or to send him away even so.
The one who taught Roan of Pichioâs instinct ability was in fact Clay.
âI canât turn my ears away from Captain Pichioâs such words, that is.â
He quietly sat and stared at Pichioâs eyes.
Pichio quickly answered.
âI looked around the Rinse Southern Mercenary Guild, sir, and the guild master and the executivesâ actions were suspicious. I donât have any definite evidence or any circumstantial evidence, but it felt like they were scheming something, sir. And that wasnât really a good feeling.â
Even while speaking on his own, he thought that it was ridiculous.
But because of the uncomfortable feeling that fully filled his head and chest, he couldnât hold himself back.
âHahâ¦â¦â
Clay let out a quiet exclamation.
He hadnât predicted Pichioâs instinct to possibly be transcendental to this degree.
âIs this something possible with a humanâs ability?â
He soon shook his head.
âAlthough I have read numerous kinds of books without discrimination, I have never seen a man with this kind of abiliâ¦â¦ ah!â
Abruptly, Clay widely opened his eyes and stared at Pichio.
âCaptain Pichio. Captain said that you had lost your parents since you were young and lived alone, yes?â
âThatâs right, sir. My parents had caught an epidemic the year I turned eleven and have passed away.â
Pichio slightly flustered at the abrupt question, but soon nodded his head.
In a quiet voice, Clay cautiously asked.
âWhat kind of people were your parents, sir?â
âEh? My parents?â
Pichio asked back with a puzzled look.
Clay nodded his head with a serious expression.
Since his face and posture was like that, Pichio couldnât loosely answer.
âThey were just ordinary people, sir. Just like other people, they farmed and gathered herbs. Ah! But instead, they knew how to read. I heard that they originally ran a rather large shop in the Istel Kingdomâs capital. They probably learned to read at that time.â
âHmm. Was there perhaps other unique characteristics?â
Clay asked once again.
Pichio contemplated for a moment, then soon shook his head.
âThere really was no such thing, sir. Why do you ask?â
âAhâ¦â¦ no. I was wondering what kind of people the parents of a man as brilliant as Captain Pichio was, so I asked.â
âAhâ¦â¦ yes.â
The light in Pichioâs eyes were still full of questions, but he didnât ask again.
Since the important thing right now wasnât that.
Clay too couldnât ask any more and could only close his mouth.
âAn abnormally developed instinct. This is definitelyâ¦â¦â
Within his head, countless tomes that he had read until now flapped open and passed by.
Amongst them, one story filled his head with a snap.
âThe hexersâ ability.â
Hexers.
It was the name of those who, through a spiritual ability, a different spell system than mages that is often called sorcery, govern or control manâs mind or rule the souls.
Although the druids, who controlled the nature, were also originally a part of hexers, they now separate and differentiate themselves from them.
The reason was that the hexers were receiving an even greater ostracization even before the druids.
Originally, the royalties, nobles, and such ruling classes held a severe repulsion towards the hexers who freely controlled manâs mind.
During that time, an event in the Estia Empire where a group of hexers tried to control the royaltiesâ mind and grow their faction was uncovered, and the ruling classes of the entire continent gathered their strengths and exterminated the hexers afterwards.
The small number of hexers who survived concealed their identities and hid away from the world.
âPerhaps, Captain Pichio may be a descendent of the hexers.â
For now, it was purely an assumption.
In fact, there was no case of hexers showing themselves again until now.
âLike how us druids hid our identities and retired deep into forests, the hexers too must be continuing their existence somewhere.â
Clay slightly bit his lower lip.
Although he still did not knew, the hexers were already moving in the dark.
Especially Bradley Webster, one of the Rinse Kingdomâs four dukes, was already hiding the hexers as his secret weapon.
âAnyhow, heâs a man worth keeping at the side and watching.â
Clay stared at Pichio and formed a faint smile.
âCaptain Pichio. That disagreeable and suspicious feeling you felt isâ¦â¦â
For now, there was the need to finish the work concerning the Rinse Southern Mercenary Guild.
For a while, Clay and Pichio shared a deep chat.
******
âThe questions have been untangled to a certain degree.â
Roan sat on a large chair and sank into a deep thought.
It had always been strange.
âWhy couldnât someone as outstanding as Walter show himself in the last life?â
There wasnât even a time when he heard that name.
That part had been odd from the moment he first met Walter.
âI thought that perhaps he may had met an early death at a young age, butâ¦â¦â
Looking at the currently turning situation, it was certain that he had died in his father Kali Owellâs hand in the last life.
âRight. Since Kali became the Lancephil Fiefâs owner in the last life.â
Probably, Walter had resisted to the end and ultimately had his head cut off.
Although whether that was by Kaliâs hand or by an order couldnât be known.
But because it was like that, he probably wasnât able to hear Walterâs name in the last life.
The question had been resolved.
But.
âThat price is too big.â
Walterâs arm being cut off and his mana hole being destroyed.
This was clearly because of Roanâs misjudgment.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had judged that Walterâs rage of his father Kali was significant.
He had thought that he would be able to kill Kali or at least capture him if it was that much.
âI too did not knew of Walter very well.â
Certainly, Roan had achieved a great growth while passing through a rank and file spearman to squad commander and adjutant, troop commander and legion commander.
But even so, everything couldnât be perfect.
Until now, Roan had filled the parts he lacked with the retainers around him.
But this event at least was something that had happened under his independent decision and that very price was Walterâs serious injury.
âIâve made a heavy debt.â
Roan tightly clenched his fist.
Now that it had came to this, he himself must be responsible for Walter.
Although his left arm was cut off and his mana hole was destroyed, it wasnât as if his life would end even so.
âIt would be good if he became a strategist or a tactician, and it would be good even if he became an administrative officer. If not that, even a druid or a mage is good too. If itâs Walter, if itâs Walterâs talent, he will definitely achieve it.â
At the very least and unlike the last life, he planned to make Walterâs name ring out throughout the entire kingdom, no, the entire continent in this life.
In fact, Roan had announced the works Walter had endured and achieved with Count Lancephilâs name right after the event of Pavor Castle residentsâ stone throwing.
After the announcement, a large number of residents swarmed up to the mansion Walter was being healed in and asked for forgiveness.
Of course, although the residents who had lost their important people because of Kali still equated Kali and Walter and cursed and condemned him, embracing every one was originally an impossibility.
âTo say that one will receive everyoneâs love and support would be a greed.â
A good person to someone could also be a bad person to another.
âBecause of that, the generosity to embrace even the people on the other side is needed.â
Because of that, Roan had opened the treasury of the fief lordâs castle for the fallen who had been sacrificed in the fief war and for their families while the Tale Legion and the Lancephil Legion were reorganizing.
He did not act sparingly.
To a point that the words the dead had become richer than the living, he unsparingly spread out the wealth.
Thanks to that, the loyalty of the fallensâ families as well as the even the Tale Legion and the Lancephil Legionâs soldiers towards Roan had greatly rose.
They had once again realized that Roan was someone who would absolutely not turn away and forget them even if they died.
âMy lord. The preparation for the meeting has finished, sir.â
When the various thoughts were becoming deeper, Austin came up and lowered his head.
Together with a short sigh, Roan moved his feet.
It still wasnât the moment to be submerged in sentimentality.
âDepending on how I end the fief war, the position and the plans thereafter will change.â
Roan had no thought of being satisfied with the Lancephil Fief.
Although there wasnât much time left, he planned to charge all the way to the Chase County.
As he entered into the meeting room, the commanders above thousand-man rank were spouting out fierce pressures.
The traces of having exchanged a burning debate right until Roan arrived was clear.
âMy lord. We must immediately charge towards the enemyâs main army right now!â
âBefore that, we must clean up the nearby regions and pressure the bastards to move back on their own.â
âInstead, what do you think of using the navy to hit their back, sir?â
As if they had been waiting, all kinds of proposals poured down.
Roan quietly sat and listened to all those proposals.
For a long while, the heated debate continued on.
Ultimately, Austin, who couldnât keep watching, stepped up.
âEveryone, that much is enough. Now, let us hear the lordâs opinion.â
At those words, the commanders who had been raising their voices closed their mouths with coughs.
Roan quietly stared at them, then formed a faint smile.
âThey are each and all excellent proposals.â
At those words, many commanders nodded their heads with proud expressions.
Tapping the table with his forefinger, Roan added on.
âFor now, I plan to make a frontal attack on the Chase Legionâs main army.â
As soon as those words finished, Baron Bernard Landingham cautiously opened his mouth.
âBut sir, their main army is still maintaining a sound strength. If we were to wage a grand battle, our sideâs losses too will not be insignificant.â
At those words, Roan cheerfully smiled and answered shortly.
âAt that placeâ¦â¦â
A meaningful expression and voice.
âI have planted a shadow.â
*****
âDamn it. Just what is this sight?â
âYou said it. I thought Iâll be hugging b*tches and drinking wine in the Pavor Castle by nowâ¦â¦ tch!â
âTo think weâre still eating some watery soup in the fields.â
âThis is all because of those stupid Owells Forces idiots.â
Unsettling expressions and voices.
The eyes of the Chase Legionâs soldiers were fierce.
The soldiers who were gathered at one place and drinking watery soup pointed their fingers at the Owells Forcesâ soldiers who were sitting on the opposite corner.
âEven those things must be feeling hungry!â
Words purposely made aloud.
Suddenly.
âThese sons of b*tches really!â
One of the Owells Forcesâ soldiers that had been staying quiet stood up.
A brightly flushed face.
Due to the unbearable rage and disgrace, his entire body sharply trembled.
âHold it. Hold it.â
âHey, sit down.â
The other Owells Forcesâ soldiers bitterly smiled and pulled their comradeâs arm.
The soldiers who jumped up from his seat glared at the Chase Legionâs soldiers, then soon let out a short sigh.
In the end, he could only sit down again.
At that moment, the Chase Legionâs soldiers sarcastically japed and spat out curses.
âHmph. Insane bastard. You dare glare your eyeballs? If you had that much of a resolve, you shouldâve fought with your life.â
âYou said it. Cowardly b*tch abandoned his comrades just because he got scared.â
âAnyway, those b*tches who are all looks on the outside shouldâve all get beat up in the Arslan Valley.â
The mood became much colder.
âHahahaha!â
âKukuku.â
The laughters of the Chase Legionâs soldiers crawled the earth like a snake and digged into the ears of Owells Forcesâ soldiers.
âSorry. I canât hold back anymore.â
The soldier who had jumped up just before once again kicked off the ground.
Tat!
Clenching his two fists, he ran towards the Chase Legionâs soldiers.
âEh?! This b*tch!â
The Chase Legionâs soldiers quickly stood up and faced the Owells Forcesâ soldier that ran towards them.
In no time, the soldiers tangled into one and rolled on the ground.
Tudung!
Soup pots and bowls noisily rolled down.
âDonât insult us!â
âWhat is he saying! This cowardly b*tch!â
âYou wanna die?!â
âIâll really turn you into rags today!â
Together with insults, fists and kicks went back and forth.
âYouâ¦â¦ you sons of b*tches!â
âI canât hold more than this!â
âOi! Get them!â
Ultimately, the Owells Forcesâ soldiers who had been watching too attacked with curses.
The two groupsâ small fight soon spread to a large brawl between the Chase Legion and the Owells Forces.
It was just two days ago since Kali had returned to the Chase Legionâs camp together with the defeated soldiers.
Count Jonathan Chase and the Chase Legionâs commanders as well as even the common soldiersâ feelings of Kali and the Owells Forcesâ soldiers werenât good.
It was because the ones who had marched while so high up on their horses had suffered a grand defeat and returned.
And because the troops of Chase Legion that had left together was almost annihilated, the feelings couldnât be good.
Although minor fights between the Chase Legionâs soldiers and the Owells Forcesâ soldiers arose afterwards, the commanders pretended to not know such truth or quietly covered it up.
It was because they too were of the same feelings as the common soldiers.
But exactly because of such complacent management, a large fight like now and schism had arose.
Deng! Deng! Deng!
Together with the sound of gong, numerous commanders ran up.
But the soldiers, who had already let go of their reasons, werenât easily separated from each other.
Punching and kicking towards each other, they spat out curses.
âDie! You stupid Owells Forces brats!â
âYou arrogant Chase Legion bastards!â
It truly was a pandemonium.
At that moment.
From the place where they were tangled into one spot and fighting, there were soldiers who were subtly retreating back to the campâs outside.
They were the Chase Legionâs soldiers who had offered the start of the this fight.
The ones who were inciting the Owells Forcesâ soldiers while eating the watery soup.
âEit! Stupid Owells brats!â
âDie! Die!â
Needlessly spitting out insults at the top of their lungs, they stealthily moved back.
Odd smiles were floated up on their faces.
Amongst them, one man murmured in a small voice.
âRegrettable, regrettable. Even though drawing out the Chase Legion and the Owells Forcesâ discord is all our achievement.â
âYouâre right. To think we canât openly show it offâ¦â¦â
Another soldier too smacked his lips as if regrettable.
At that moment, the soldier who was the highest ranked amongst the group and the chief executive of this plan cheerfully smiled and spoke.
âThat isâ¦â¦â
It was a voice soaked in pride.
âUs Tenebra Troopâs very fate.â
He lightly tapped the soldiersâ shoulders, then pointed with his chin.
âNow, letâs hurry. We need to get out before we get discovered.â
They still had work left to do.
Like that, the shadow that had been planted in the Chase Legion furtively disappeared following the sunlight.
Even after that, big and small fights incessantly arose in the Chase Legionâs camp.
The legionâs morales dropped as far as it could and their discipline too slackened.
That degree was so serious that it was to a degree where they couldnât properly react to the change outside the camp.
And chancing under such chaos.
Vvuuuuuu!
Together with a grand sound of horn, Roan and the crimson legion appeared.
Finally, a battle that wasnât a trick against trick, scheme against scheme, but a frontal battle had spread open.
End.