Chapter 60

After spending those fleeting five days, it was finally time to return.

"Ugh, Lady Rain..."

"Primm..."

(It really was over in a flash.

It’s not enough at all...)

I can’t stay any longer.

I brought 50 knights with me.

Even though there are reserves, there’s the issue of food.

There are also other problems, such as the ongoing war preparations, which is why we decided to return after five days.

"Then, next time, come to the Orion territory.

I’ll welcome you."

"Yes."

Before leaving, I made a promise that we would visit the Orion territory next time.

"Lord Harbor, Lady Harbor, thank you very much for your invitation."

"Not at all, we enjoyed it too. You got to eat delicious food, and Primm was happy too."

"Right, do come and visit again."

"Yes!"

With that, I got into the carriage and left.

In the carriage, Roze spoke to Rain.

"Did you stay in the room at night on the first day?"

She asked suddenly.

"I’m sorry. I was peeking. The content was intriguing..."

I apologized honestly.

"It’s fine.

So, how was it?"

(So, how was it?)

When I’m with Roze, I feel like I’m being tested on my reading comprehension.

"Still nothing... I don’t think Father will join the battle, though."

She blushed a little, perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed,

"I didn’t say that. I was just asking about the situation."

(There’s no way she could know that.)

"About that, I’ll have to wait until I get back."

For the next three days, the journey back was uneventful, and we traveled in the carriage as usual.

Finally, we arrived at the Orion territory.

"Rosza, thank you very much for coming all the way here."

"It’s fine."

"No, I must express my gratitude."

"It’s fine, I enjoyed it too."

"That’s good to hear."

(I can’t read her facial expressions, but I’m glad she enjoyed it.)

Then, I went home, said goodbye to Rosza, and headed straight to Mother.

"Mother! I’m back!!"

I said, hugging Mother.

"Rain, welcome back!

Was the long journey enjoyable?"

"Yes! It was very enjoyable!"

"That’s good to hear."

"And Father?"

"He’s still in the capital."

"Is he busy?"

"Oh? You don’t need to worry about that."

She said, pulling away from me.

"Is Father going to the war?"

I’m worried, even though I don’t think he will.

(If so, I’ll go with him.)

"No, Rondo won’t go.

I believe General Roder is leading the reinforcements, isn’t he?"

Hearing this, I felt relieved inside.

"I see, understood! Then I’ll return to my room."

I said, heading back to my room.

"Phew... I’m tired."

There’s still a lot to do and think about.

The biggest problem is how far Badragia, which is attacking the Lymion Kingdom, intends to go.

I heard they mobilized an army of 100,000.

In the worst case, the country could fall.

Of course, our country will send troops to prevent that.

But what if that was part of the plan?

Badragia’s attacks on the Lymion Kingdom are not new.

However, they have rarely attacked Pornezia.

The reason is that Badragia has an alliance with the Gallean Empire to the west, and other conditions prevent Badragia from doing so.

Gallean is a great power.

According to the map, it is the fifth-largest country in the world.

On the other hand, the Lymion Kingdom is a small country, almost the same size as the Pornezia Kingdom.

The Lymion Kingdom has been safe so far because of its alliance with Gallean.

However, about 10 years ago, when Gallean VIII ascended the throne, he suddenly broke the alliance and declared war, manipulating Badragia from behind while appearing to be an ally.

In response, the Lymion Kingdom, with the aid of the Pornezia army as reinforcements, fought back and forced a retreat, despite significant casualties.

Now, Badragia has declared war on Lymion again.

Naturally, Gallean is behind it.

Incidentally, my grandfather was appointed as the supreme commander of the reinforcements at that time.

The reason my father might participate in the war is related to this.

He died in the final battle, so I never saw his face.

His death was quite famous; he died a heroic death, surrounded by more than twice the number of enemies.

That’s why I confirmed with Mother.

I was worried that Father might go to war like Grandfather.

I went to see Primm at this time because of this.

I didn’t want to leave on such an incomplete note.

I intended to go with Father and use my strength.

In the worst case, I’m confident I can escape from pursuers with my speed and magic.

My current speed is about the same as a horse from my previous life, meaning I can run at 50 km/h. Moreover, my stamina is almost inexhaustible. Using my slow movement, the enemy would almost certainly not catch me.

High-level skills, vast MP, and godspeed make this possible.

I have some knowledge of warfare from my previous life.

I can’t win, but I can fight in a way that I won’t lose.

The uncertain factor is magic.

But I have the talent of a hero.

Just by applying buffs, the battle situation can change significantly.

But if Father doesn’t go, it’s a different story.

There’s no reason for me to go to war.

I don’t want to go to war, even though it would be bad for the Lymion Kingdom.

I hope General Roder does his best.

With these thoughts, I recalled the tactical knowledge from my previous life.

The strategy in this world is quite sloppy.

To put it simply, it’s arbitrary.

Of course, there are times when it’s well thought out, but the existence of magic and level differences can quickly turn the tide.

Sometimes, a single mage can kill hundreds of people with one strike.

To put it simply, imagine someone bringing a rocket launcher into a battle where everyone is using swords, spears, and bows.

The number of rounds is unknown.

If you don’t know about this person, you have two choices: overwhelm them with numbers until their ammunition runs out, or retreat.

Therefore, in this world, battles are more about numbers and individual capabilities than in my previous life.

If I could use offensive magic, how terrifying I would be...

Thinking about it makes me shudder.

As I was recalling the knowledge needed for defensive battles, Lisa entered, looking a bit flustered and more tense than usual.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, are you familiar with the Gallean Empire, which borders Badragia to the west of Pornezia?"

"Of course."

I was just thinking about that.

"It seems a fleet of 200 ships has set sail from a port in the Gallean Empire."