Reports shortly after the training ended brought Ray to a magic tent where rebel leaders gathered.
　The first thing Ray saw when he entered the group was the serious-looking executives.
　Of course, not everyone had serious expressions on their faces, but those who found pleasure in battle, like Vihela and Gurgast, laughed with delight, and Mercurio smiled with an indistinct smile.
　Theoreum shows no particular surprise, joy or despair, and nods softly when she sees Ray entering the magic tent.
　They're probably thinking of a plan that Ray had come up with.
　...and the most serious of the officers were the three nobles who were to be placed at the forefront in relation to the letter from Fritzione.
　It was supposed to betray them in this battle and cause great damage to the rebels... but it was only natural that they had to manage the punitive force in order to survive.
　That's why the three look hateful at Ray as he enters the magic tent.
　However, there is nothing more these three can do.
　This is because they have been under surveillance under orders from Mercurio since the previous incident, and they are implicitly told that if something happens, they will immediately make amends with their lives.
　Therefore, he could not escape from the rebel position and was still smoking.
　Ray, who ignored the three men's gaze without worrying about it, talks to Theoreum.

"Did you hear that a new expeditionary force was sent?"
"Oh, according to a report from a man who has left it in the imperial capital."
"How big is it?"
"About four thousand, without the supply forces. about six thousand, including the supply unit and its bodyguard."

　At the words of Theoreum's mouth, the rebel leaders on the spot gasped, looked despairing, groaned in frustration, and so on.
　Naturally, the people here must have already heard about the number of punitive forces. However, when we hear the numbers again, we cannot help but feel the odds of winning.
　It's not surprising, though. In the last battle there were more punitive forces than the rebels, but most of them were called incompetents because Schles gathered those he judged unnecessary in his faction.
　In comparison, this time the difference of 1,000 is no different from the last time, but it is certain that knowing the cards of the rebels sent the people who could cope with them.

"This expeditionary force was formed by Prince Kabazid."
"I suppose,"

　Rey takes the words for granted to Theoreum.

"If so, I think the matter I mentioned before will work well. Fortunately, the distance problem is just right."

　a Theorem with a meaningful glance at Ray
　Near there, Vihela was also glancing at Ray with a smile.

"I don't mind this one... but what about that one?"

　Ray glances at the three nobles who are supposed to lead the van.
　For the three of us who have been told about it, there is nothing to worry about but worry about it's a simple conversation without a subject.
　Also, there are some people who look satisfied and others who don't understand what they say.
　I think Mercurio is divided between the trustworthy and the impossible.

"Well, I understand what Ray means, but... I wonder if they'll be on the show this time. Their turn is to fight a bigger battle... and that's what I think we should do when we fight directly with our brother."
"Is that... all understood?"

　Rey unexpectedly asks Mercurio's words.
　It already exists in common understanding that the three mentioned nobles intended to betray the rebels.
　And yet, the battle when confronted directly with the likes of Shurus and Kabazid... because that's what they dare to bring uncertainty into the battle where the fate of the rebels is at stake.
　It's no wonder that Ray asks so unintentionally.
　Some aristocrats look displeased at Ray's words.
　Ray's manner was already familiar, but as a nobleman the language was disgusting.
　Still, he only looks uncomfortable, but doesn't actually speak up, probably because he understands that Ray is a trump card for the rebels.
　Other aristocratic viewpoints have a lot to do with Vihela's favor.
　It is, however, only the nobles who care about Ray's attitude, and to those who participate here on behalf of the adventurers and mercenaries, it is considered to be a rather pleasant attitude.

"Oh, of course," In fact, I understand Ray's point, but I'm sure they have that much power. ...right? You said you would risk your life to lead this rebel to victory. I'll take your word for granted."
"Yes... of course." Please see the power of the 儂 and so on."

　To tell you the truth, I would never do such a thing, but as long as I have already noticed it, I can't say anything careless.
　Still, the least salvation is that, as far as we can hear, we don't have to bear the brunt of the next battle.

(Can't we but pray that the rebels will be defeated in the next battle? Or, if we can overwhelm Prince Kabazid's army, we might as well cooperate with them as we can. Whether you win or lose, half-heartedness is a good thing.)

　He muttered in private, but he never disclosed it.
　He and two others turn their eyes to Ray, thinking only of passing the occasion.
　It's only natural to think that hatred has mixed up in that gaze because of the person you're going through.
　But soon it is erased, and a nobleman speaks on behalf of the three.

"And I'd like you to tell me what you've been talking about? I don't know what Prince Mercurio or Prince Ray is saying in 儂."
"Huh? Oh, that's it." Put simply, come up with a little plan against the punitive force approaching us. I think that if we use it, the enemy will probably be able to do everything."

　Everyone in the magic tent is surprised to hear what Ray says.
　a punitive force led by a commanding officer who has the best of the best and is larger than themselves.
　Isn't it quite difficult to survive against it? It's only natural to be surprised to hear that you've been thinking that way, but you're going to make it so easy.

"Is it ... to use a tornado of flames.

　Ray began to speak at the words of one of the nobles around him, not the three nobles...

"That's it,"

　It was Theoreum that stopped Ray's words.

"I'm sorry, but I'll keep it a secret what I'm going to do. There may be enemy hands in this position."

　Theoreum's eyes, as it should be said, turned to the three nobles.
　The three aristocrats glanced at each other gently and smiled misguidedly.
　We can't interfere here, as the three of them know more precisely what they're looking at among the rebels, though they're supposed to be so aggressive about what they're trying to say.
　If we had to say something here, there was a fear that Ray might stop trying to do something and be told to go to the punitive force himself.
　When I think about it, I can't possibly interfere.
　Mercurio interrupts when the other nobles turn their eyes to Theorem, who is different from the three.

"Let it go, will you?" Don't you think it's good to be surprised at gifts? I want you to feel at ease. for I hope you will experience an extraordinary surprise."
"Am I surprised?"

　One of the nobles muttered, looking at Mercurio.
　Mercurio nods back to such nobles with a smile.
　Being Vihela's biological younger brother, Mercurio's smile had the charm of falling in love with the nobility.
　Seeing the nobles' involuntary silence, Theoreum speaks out as if this were the right time.

"As Prince Mercurio said, I want you to leave the matter to Ray. Fortunately, Ray has a good army, and if things go well, we will be able to defeat the punitive force, which is the main force of the First Prince's faction."

　In one word, the aristocrats again turn their eyes on Ray.

"Well, if things go as well as Theoreum said, I think the damage over there will be complete destruction or equivalent. ...but this is just the sort of plan I have come up with. If things go well, it will be helpful if you think it's just a profit.""... His Highness Mercurio, this is what he says."

　Ray's words must have made him uneasy. A member of the nobility glances toward Mercurio in an involuntary fashion.
　In fact, what is close to them is the punitive force of the First Prince's faction. It's only natural to feel uneasy if trump seems to be somewhat unsure of his plan to counter it.

"And you say that the enemy is close to annihilation, but can you really imitate them? Indeed, Lord Ray did a great deal of damage to the Imperial army in the Spring War... I hear that that is what determines the course of the war. And yet, perhaps, it could not have been completely destroyed, because, according to my information, the only damage sustained by the fire tornado was the vanguard, and quite a few of them were able to escape."

　Some nobles nod at the words, and some look surprised as well.
　Ray's success in the popular Spring War often means that he burned down all the best of the Imperial Army, but in fact it was not such a big damage.
　No, since the vanguard was damaged half-destroyed, it was never a small damage, but it wasn't fatal.
　The fire whirlwind, the greatest threat in the world, followed by Ray's unilateral slaughter of the soldiers, and other Milliana's army forces taking advantage of it to attack them, still has a certain number of survivors in the vanguard.
　Other than Ray... even with the help of a very skilled adventurer like Elk, Ray alone has more soldiers than in the previous battle and destroys the punitive force, which is definitely superior in skill.
　I can't believe it so easily when I hear such a story.
　But Teoreme didn't look upset at all when he heard the story, and so did Mercurio.
　And, above all, Vichela's completely believable gaze is directed at Ray.
　I've heard from Theoreum what plan Ray came up with. From what I heard, I was sure that if things went well, I would be able to wipe out the punitive force without causing any real damage.
　That'surely...

(Even though he was a subordinate of Kabazid, he must be a inhabitant of the Empire of Bestia.)

　That reminds me of a bit of sadness, but I still think it's only natural that I'm prepared to die as long as I'm on the battlefield.
　Vichela, who likes to fight, thought it was OK.
　There is no saying to the other nobles, as long as the top leaders of the rebels are convinced of the success of the operation.
　Eventually, they are ready to intercept, but basically they decide that Ray will be the only one to deal with, and the meeting ends.
　There were some aristocrats who were not amused by Ray's special treatment, but in fact, they did not express their dissatisfaction here, as long as it showed they had enough power to do it.
　I don't know what will happen if we go back to the tent and talk inside.

"Ray, the shortstop formed with you. That's all you have to do, right? It takes about three to four days for the punitive force to reach here. As long as we're in the army, we're going to slow down, but... it's the same here. Even if we prepare for an interception in case of emergency, there is also a matter of feeling."

　When Mercurio asked her to confirm, Ray only nodded silently.