"Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

　With a self-inspiring cry, the man wields a mock battle dagger in his hand.
　Its speed was overwhelmingly faster than that of ordinary soldiers, meaning that the person was a proper user.
　However, the opponent gently holds out his weapon, as if he had given up the trajectory of the dagger that had been thrown down by him.
　Then, as if it were in harmony with schedule, the swinging dagger was swept away from the point of contact and diverted from the attack, and the next moment he noticed a sharp blade in front of him.

"That's it!"

　A man with a long sword breathes a sigh of relief into the voice that echoes around him.
　Nevertheless, there is a chagrined light in the eyes of the other person.
　I know there's a difference in ability between us, and it shows our track record.
　Still, as a man, I still want to give him a shot.
　Even if you're younger than yourself, your strength is clearly better. Respect... or even feel something close to worship.
　That's why I wanted to be recognized for my strength.

"You can say that you are as good as a long sword," There is no problem with the movement of the feet or the movement of the center of gravity. However, if possible, it's better to step a little harder. It's a good idea to take a step... or half a step like that."

　The blade in front of me leaves me and tells me so.

"Thank you, Captain Ray!"

　Ray nods lightly to the soldiers in the squad and carries the death size in his hand over his shoulder.
　After the dismantling of Wyverne and handing over the materials to the smith, a mock battle was held to decide who would use Wyverne's leather armour, and after that, a yakiniku party was held using Wyverne's meat.
　Of course it's five Wyverns worth of meat. There was no way that the shortstop would be enough to eat up, and it was only natural that it was a big party involving the people around him.
　Still, do you realize that the final battle is coming soon, as most people didn't get drunk the next day?
　Anyway, the day after the Weiburn affair was over, Ray was fighting mock battles with the squadron.
　However, as long as the final battle is near, it is not possible to have a full-scale mock battle.
　Tomorrow we will march towards the battlefield, where we will spend the night, and the next day we will have a decisive battle.
　I can't make you hurt yourself in this mock battle, and I can't make you look tired.
　Therefore, it was not a full-scale mock battle, as Ray had done before, but a light mock battle.
　It's probably not a light exercise for those around you.
　Ray's training is basically rigorous.
　Under these circumstances, the training is conducted by a unit of elite soldiers such as shortstop troops, so even if it feels like a light training, it seems to be nothing more than a tough training for others.

"Why, considering that I've been training in the imperial capital, I've hardly grown strong." Is this your limit?"

　When Ray tells her in a provocative tone, the soldiers in the squad are full of fighting spirit.

(Yes, that's it.)

　a nodding inwardly
　...though his expression was still somewhat dumbfounded.
　In the first place, Mercurio's forces -- then rebels -- were one of the biggest factors that outweighed the punitive attacks on their positions, so the places of death were considerable.
　The act of continuing to fight back and forth against the enemy, no matter if you defeat them or not, forces the soldiers of the shortstop... that's how they grow.
　One actual battle is better than three days' training.
　It is only natural that the soldiers in the squad would improve their skills, given that the actual fighting was a time so intense that it was impossible for them to experience it.

"Here we go!"

　The next soldier screams, kicks the ground with a mock spear in his hand, and closes the gap.
　spears and death sizes While pure length is about the same, death size does not have the means of attack.
　No, there is a way to attack with a stonemate, but it is only natural that the death size is inferior to the pure spear because it has a huge blade.
　Even a soldier would shoot at it, or he would shoot at it in a row.
　a barrage of thrusts that an ordinary soldier would hardly be able to do
　But Ray plays all of it in death size.
　No, it's not just playing. I'm even making room little by little.
　For soldiers, Ray will feel a lot of pressure as he approaches slowly rather than making room at once.
　Ray also approaches her in a threatening manner.

"d*mn it!"

　She must have been impatient with the pressure she felt from Ray. Soldiers misalign the timing to pull the thrust back to hand.
　A normal opponent would have been very misguided.
　However, this time the opponent was Ray, and the momentary gap gave Ray the best chance.
　The next moment, a death-size blade is thrust right into the neck.
　If Ray could move his hand a little, his head would be cut off and cut off.
　The imagination that was born within them stifled the soldiers.
　But in the next moment, the blade that is held against it easily leaves.

"That's too bad. This series of thrusts was a pretty good attack, but the timing was wrong to pull the spear back from the rush. Such a series of attacks are very delicate. Just a little upsetting makes you lose balance easily. If you're going to set it up, don't doubt your ability. at least until the attack is over."
"Yes, yes! Thank you!"

　In that way, the day passes by, fighting mock battles with the members of the shortstop.
　In addition, Ray and the other members of the shortstop were spending some leisurely time, but Mercurio's army was preparing to fold up and start, and there were many people who were very busy.
　No, it's not just Mercurio's army that's busy.
　Even those who had been doing business in Mercurio's military positions were preparing to close up.
　Sure enough, Mercurio's army will leave this position tomorrow, and then proceed to the last battle of the civil war.
　If we win, we will head straight to the imperial capital, and if we lose, we will never come back here.
　That is to say, this position, which has been in use for some time, will be completely out of service tomorrow.
　...however, some people say that it would be convenient if they had a position here when they were defeated in a battle with the punitive force and escaped.
　As it's the last night of using this position, some people are having a party over drinks and food that they can't clean up.
　As the position had already been as large as one town, there were loud voices echoing all over the place.
　Listening to their victory-like feasts, Ray falls asleep thinking of the battle in two days.





　The next day Mercurio speaks on a raised oratorical platform under a clear autumn sky as if to celebrate the departure of Mercurio's army.

"Now we are heading for a decisive battle with the punitive force. But I have no worries. Because I believe in the power of this army! In fact, we have been winning battles against the punitive forces. So long as that is the case, whatever they think, they will never lose! Let's go! To seize our victory and glory!"

　The words, spoken in an unusual Mercurio tone, were delivered to the entire Mercurio army by a wizard under Theorem.
　Preparations for departure were underway before dawn, and this speech was the last event to be given before the departure.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　The screams of the entire Mercurio army echo around.
　a cry never doubting one's victory
　confidence that we have won consecutive battles against the punitive forces
　And most of all, I think we have a person who has brought about that victory.
　such a shout as if all of them had been mingled together.
　He glanced at his army and waved his hand sideways.
　It was only one action, but the soldiers soon fell silent."Mercurio's army is leaving!"

　Mercurio's voice echoes and cheers again.
　Mercurio's army leaves as the soldiers tremble.
　It is, however, a large force of more than 10,000 soldiers.
　Of course there is a turn to leave, and it takes a lot of waiting time for the last unit to leave.

"We can win, we can win!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh! We will win! To make Prince Mercurio the next emperor!"
"I... for us to His Highness Mercurio!"
"I have never had a good fight against the enemy before, for anything other than that defensive battle. My arm rings."
"Well, I think it's more than enough to fight that defense."
"Really? When this army was a rebel, I started fighting against the first punitive force..."
"I envy you, man.

　Members of the corps who are still unable to leave talk excitedly about each other.
　We already know the order in which the troops will depart, so we don't have to worry about when to depart.

"Oops! No, I'm getting bloodshot from what Prince Mercurio said! Let's have a mock fight with me!"

　Some people were so excited that they were about to burst into violence.





"Everything in the world is gone…" No, I can't say anything like that since we're in a civil war."
"Glu".

　Ray mutters as he flies in the air as a leading reconnaissance unit of Mercurio's army, and Seth replies.
　In fact, Ray now felt quite free, partly because he was flying.
　Autumn deepens, and the air is cold no matter how nice the weather is.
　Moreover, since they are flying about 100 meters above the ground, they would normally return to the ground shivering with cold.
　However, Ray has the effect of automatically adjusting the temperature of the dragon lobe.
　It's a glyphon in Seto, and it's perfectly fine with this cold.

"But the punitive force will take this opportunity to do something... do you have any?"
"Grull?"

　Having so confidently designated the scheduled date and battlefield, Ray did not expect the punitive force to do so.
　At the same time, however, it is also true that there is a feeling that if they are cabbages, they will use any means in order to win.
　After all, Mercurio decided on the battlefield, so I don't think it's a problem... but I still feel uneasy.

"So we have no choice but to go on a reconnaissance mission." and if you're going on a reconnaissance mission, I and Seto are the best."
"Grull".

　Of course, Ray's words make me cry.
　They deserve reconnaissance because they are the strongest of Mercurio's forces.
　Ray, who seemed to be saying that, caresses Seto on the neck.
　That must have been pleasant. Seth, who cries with joy, flaps her wings forward.

"Oh, Seto. You've gone a little too far. It's already more than 10,000 soldiers and slow down, and some transports are loaded with supplies. As soon as Seto gets serious, he will leave too much, so please do it as slowly as possible."
"Guru..."

　A slightly disappointed set of voices at Ray's words.
　When working with the Fritzione army, the movement of the troops was not so slow because of the small numbers.
　But considering the number of Mercurio troops, it's not very fast to move.
　Since there are many people, it takes time to move.
　If you think of them as lightweight sets as long as they have their own bodies, they must be dissatisfied.

"Look, don't look so dissatisfied," You experienced military mobility in the spring war, didn't you?"
"Grull".

　Seto is still a little dissatisfied with Ray's words, but complaining.
　The previous march was certainly inconvenient, but in this case, having moved as Mercurio's army several times, I think they were able to get used to it.
　Indeed, this civil war has been going on for quite a while compared to the Spring War. 　
　To put it bluntly, it may be right that we are getting tired of it.

"Calm down, and tomorrow's battle will be the last battle of this civil war. if they don't act in vain to resist."

　In Ray, the victory in this battle was almost fixed.
　the Vihela, Theoreum, the White Rose Knights, the Artillery, the Mystery. ...and myself and Set.
　With so much military power, we will certainly be able to beat the punitive force.
　Ray predicted that they would not be able to compete with their own forces, though they might have prepared a reasonable amount of military strength.
　...that prediction couldn't have been more true.
　If the punitive force had been the only force in the expeditionary force, it would have been possible to wipe out the fire whirlwind Ray was good at, and most importantly, the battle using the armor of the king.
　But Ray's single and biggest miscalculation is one.
　Rank S adventurer, immovable noise would have existed in the expeditionary force as a way to counter Ray.