After hearing all of Eldmia’s n, Lesrom doubted his ears.


    It was a very polite action. If it were others, they would have doubted the state of Eldmia’s head, not her ears.


    “Now… so, while the flying dragon knights distract the shamans, you’re going to jump… at the spot where the gate is supposed to be?”


    “yes.”


    I heard a crazy sound that is second to none in the world, but the person speaking is a nonchnt response, as if asking what is the hassle of asking again.


    It was absurd, but Lesrom noticed that Eldmia was infinitely sincere and confident in her sess. At the same time, it seemed that a question I had been harboring ever since I found out about him was resolved.


    ‘I was wondering how the heck did he deal with Delt in the air…’


    It was a very refreshing shock to jump off a flying dragon.


    Can young people these days have such an idea? I was busy making safety devices.


    Lesrom, who almost ruminated on his life for a moment at the unexpected story, hurriedly regained hisposure and properly reviewed Eldmia’s n.


    The body of warriors strengthened by aura is strong. Of course, the amount of aura used to protect the body from the impact of falling is considerable, so the durability of battle will be less than usual, but knights with an aura expert or higher will be able to carry out the operation to a sufficiently effective level.


    If ten or at least five people with Aura Expert or higher skills were able to cut off supply or sabotage by putting in the rear of the defenselessly exposed enemy lines… ‘The battlefield would change.


    ‘


    Even in the warmmand post air, I got goosebumps.


    Even if that was the case, there wouldn’t even be a need forbat dragons for the dragon knights. After all, the flying dragon only serves to transport the soldiers to the location. Considering the cost that cannot be ignored in nurturing a flying dragon with a body shape optimized for the battlefield, it is attractive enough to want to examine its effectiveness right away.


    Even considering the failures and risks, it was clear that it would bring benefits that could not be ignored. Having thought that far, Lesrom pretended to be calm and continued the conversation.


    “Even if we reach the gate through the method you suggested, what remains is a legion of thousands of orcs.


    “They’re not a whole army, aren’t they just attacking in groups? Their response to emergencies won’t be the same as that of humans. I n to figure out where the least troops are concentrated in the sky in advance and then flee in that direction. ”


    In the end, it was a story that only individual brute force was the answer.


    “…Wouldn’t that be dangerous?”


    If you do it wrong, you could die. I’m not even in a situation where I can bring anyone with me, and I’m thinking of trying it alone when I see that I don’t even want to. In fact, he shrugged his shoulders at the words thrown with the feeling of trying to find out if there was a trump card that he didn’t say.


    “You’ll know that when you go.”


    Even though it would be him who walked into the limb, Duke Lesrom, who briefly drooled at Eldmia’s response, made a decision.


    “The dragon knights will be backter in the evening. I’ll tell them. When are you going to move?”


    “There’s nothing good about dragging it, so I’m going to move it tomorrow.”


    “I’ll prepare as much as I can. What else do you need?”


    At the question for thest inspection, Eldmia leaned back and leaned back in her chair, lost in thought for a while.


    Rather than aiming for something else, it is very normal to see him purely organizing his thoughts. Even the apparent aura is ridiculously insignificantpared to his achievements so far. And because she had apletely different mindset and standard of judgment from her ordinary appearance, Eldmia was erratic.


    “How do you think the nobles will react if my ransom suddenly intes?”


    Just like the current question.


    Come to think of it, he was a friend who also had the purpose of not giving anyone an excuse to take advantage of. Understanding the meaning of his question, Lesrom leaned back on his desk and answered honestly.


    “What kind of reaction would you like to see?”


    Now, the board has be too big for nobles to put in the palm of their hand and roll like a puppet. Above all, the Orc subjugation this time is different. Being a hero who doesn’t back down to protect the vige of ordinary refugees is different from public support. Rather, it is a much bigger event than the story of saving a nobleman or an achievement that can inspire patriotism.


    If it was just one thing, there would have been some who would have liked it as a scarecrow that would be eaten well by the public, but the achievements umted in front of it were too huge.


    “The one who contributed to the return of the Marquis of Levien, the hero who saved the imperial princess, the one who canpete with the brave Siegfried, the rescue of the Holy Lady of the Holy Light Cross, the subjugation of the dragons, and the n of tomorrow, the sudden attack of arge army of Orcs due to the hidden gate will be saved. I’ll be the one who made the most of it. I’ll make you react the way you want.”


    Who would consider this an achievement made by a 15-year-old? It was a level that even ordinary mid-sized knights could not dare to surpass.


    Even Eldmia is the only survivor of Ogwen, the site of the first demon attack. Lesrom himself is continuing his heroic move to the extent that if he hadn’t investigated and seen it himself, someone would have thought that he was an existence created by writing a script for external poprity.


    There were not many nobles in the kingdom who could digest that fame. Even that, no one wants to embrace a person who can bite their neck at any time if they make a mistake.


    That’s why Lesrom was able to speak confidently.


    “I just want you to leave it alone until it bes a wandering knight.”


    However, despite the proposal made by the Duke of Yui Yui with a serious face without a smile, Eldmia’s reaction was ordinary. Lesrom couldn’t help but let loose his expression and burst intoughter at the boy’s unchanging appearance.


    “That’s what they want, don’t worry.”


    Eldmia has no way to easily check it, even if it were to be given a title right away, popr among people, and even if it were to call its own power. He knew this fact better than anyone else, but since he said he would voluntarily be appointed a wandering knight far from power, there was no reason to stop him.


    Most nobles are content with being able to protect their own. It was a good story for Lesrom as well, so he rose contentedly and prepared the teacup.


    “If it’s okay, would you like some tea? Even if there’s no tea that’s good for a person who’s been lying down for three days, there’s tea that’ll make your stomach feel better.”


    “…Then don’t hesitate.”


    Unlike the first time they met, seeing Eldmia naturally ept the invitation, Lesrom gave a satisfied smile. He treated himself, who had one of the most powerful powers in the kingdom, as if he were looking at an annoying old man from the back house.


    If you don’t have anything to bump into, you’re a really fun friend.


    ?


    The chat with Duke Lesrom did notst very long.


    In fact, it was ambiguous to even call it a chat. In the end, it was only time to tell a little more detailed story that I knew, starting from when I first discovered the base of the orcs.


    In the end, I couldn’t even ask him why he went directly, but since I had aplished my original purpose, I left themand post without regret and returned to Asilie’s tent to exin the situation.


    “Again, again! Jumping off a flying dragon again!”


    I had to hit him on the back with an expression that made me feel dizzy just by hearing it, but in the end Asilie didn’t stop me. Instead, he red at me with a resentful gaze and only added one more word.


    “I don’t know, go and tell Ragnis the same.”


    “It’s a little bit to go back to the capital and talk…”


    “I’m saying it because I’m here.”


    “…Eh?”


    What is this again? Why is he here? When I asked the question with my face, Asilie let out a deep sigh and answered.


    “They say they came with Sir Radnell Vandes. It must be some kind of actualbat training.”


    “No, isn’t it too tight? Training against orcs anyway?”


    Even though Amman is ignorant, he only eats and fights, and the averagebat power is that of enemy-ss adventurers. Isn’t it a sacrifice suitable for the event of the first real battle?


    Asilie, who had been pouting, burst intoughter as if my expression was quite bizarre, and continued to exin further.


    “I thought so too at first… I don’t know what happened in thest few months, but rumors say that I fight well. You’ll probably be surprised if you see it in person.”


    “…really?”


    “Yes. Today, I will be searching around the perimeter with Ekatrina-san. As usual, I will be back around evening.”


    “You’re doing the search with Yekatrina, who belongs to the highest rank among the enemy…?”


    That Ragnis…?


    I knew that the martial arts spears that I showed in the Empire were amazing, but I didn’t expect this kind of growth at all, so I couldn’t do anything other than put on a puzzled expression.


    I don’t think there will be any left on my back today.