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Departure
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“Alright. The entire army, set out!” (Tyr)
Just two weeks after the order from Casablanca was given, Tyr had already departed from Mikanda.
“Tyr. Finish it swiftly like lightning.” (Yanna)
“Nii-san, please be careful.” (Arc)
“Onii-sama, take good care of the students.” (Minerva)
“I know. Well then, I’m off.” (Tyr)
Receiving different farewells from his siblings, Tyr set off with high spirits.
*Thud thud thud*
The cavalry rushed across the Laplace grasslands. The high mobility, advancing tens of kilometers a day. In terms of combat, it reminded him of the late Leo, who was incredibly strong. This overwhelming speed was why Tyr is called the greatest general of Laplace.
“Tyr-sama. The remaining 5,000 can set out next week.” (Hal)
His aide, Hal, reported. Hal had remained in Mikanda to gather soldiers. However, upon learning that Tyr had set out without waiting for them, she had struggled to catch up.
“It won’t do to wait until next week. Tell them to set out in five days. Those who cannot keep up will not be taken along.” (Tyr)
“Understood.” (Hal)
The total number of troops departing from Mikanda was originally planned to be 10,000.
However, due to Tyr’s speed, even the formation could not keep up, and only half, 5,000, had departed together with him. As Tyr and the others continued their march, an enormous cloud of dust rose from the right rear.
“Tyr-sama. That over there.” (Hal)
“Oh, they’ve caught up. Faster than I thought.” (Tyr)
*Thud thud thud*
“Tyr-samaaahhhhhhhhhhh!” (Mia)
Making a delightful sound as if the horse were dancing, the adventurer Mia approached at full speed.
Perhaps influenced by her light build and lightweight armor, her horse was moving at an incredible speed.
“Whoa, whoa!!… Whoa!” (Mia)
Mia came to an abrupt stop in front of Tyr, and the reaction threw her body into the air.
“Ah! Watch out!” (Hal)
Hal shouted in surprise.
However, Mia, in mid-air, performed a full rotation and landed gracefully on the ground. She seemed to soak in the moment in a beautifully poised landing, but as she snapped back to reality, she hurriedly dashed over to Tyr.
“Tyr-sama, Tyr-sama, Tyr-sama! The adventurer corps of 2,000 will likely be able to join us tomorrow!” (Mia)
“Good. I’m impressed that the adventurers are all light on their feet.” (Tyr)
Even if Mia performed a rotation in mid-air, Tyr was no longer surprised. It was impossible to measure Mia, the woman, with a ruler.
Having been praised by Tyr, Mia puffed her chest with pride.
“Adventurers must always be prepared to handle any task that comes their way by staying light on their feet. It’s been a while since we’ve mobilized the adventurers, hasn’t it? I’m excited! So, what should we do this time?” (Mia)
“This time is no different. We will be transporting supplies, starting with food.” (Tyr)
“Understood!” (Mia)
Mia responded cheerfully and dashed off to ride her horse at a speed that was almost too fast to see.
“I’m counting on you. How well Mia and the adventurers can secure logistics will be the key to our mobility.” (Tyr)
By the time Tyr spoke, her figure had already receded into the distance, appearing as a tiny dot. After marching for some time, smoke began to rise from the front.
“Tyr-sama!!” (Randal)
Waving his hand as he approached was Randal. He had been dispatched ahead to prepare the mercenaries.
“Tyr-sama. I’ve gathered as many mercenaries as I could in the southern part of the kingdom.” (Randal)
“How many do we have?” (Tyr)
“About 5,000 have met the standards for experience and physical ability.” (Randal)
“Good job.” (Tyr)
That was a bit more than expected. With the 10,000 from the Warden army combined, they would total 15,000. Tyr thought that was sufficient, but Hal wore a serious expression.
“With the Warden army and the mercenaries totaling 15,000, Tyr-sama, we are still a bit short on soldiers. Let’s use this.” (Hal)
She took out the conscription seal given by Casablanca. By simply showing this seal to the town and village leaders, they could conscript as many soldiers as they wanted, at least in theory. However, Tyr merely glanced at the seal and turned his face away.
“I won’t use that seal.” (Tyr)
“Why not?” (Hal)
“What good will it do to throw amateurs into the fray? War isn’t about numbers.” (Tyr)
Even after being by my side all this time, can’t you understand that?
Tyr spoke to Hal in a slightly strong tone, venting his irritation.
“I understand that, but it seems a waste not to use it since we received it.” (Hal)
Hal gazed longingly at the conscription seal.
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