400. eat meat
Marcus, who gained Kraang’s support, was currently the general commander of the main unit.
He knew the value of the time Encred had earned. Although it’s only one day, there’s quite a lot you can do.
“Ask the commanders of each unit to come in!”
It is a time for tactics and strategy. Do you have any talent for that? There is no problem just because there is none.
So what should I do?
All we had to do was call people with that talent and gather them together.
“The reconnaissance unit monitors the enemy’s movements without rest, and let the rest of the units rest! “Tell them to eat and rest, never be unarmed, and always keep their weapons by their side!”
Marcus shouted and talked non-stop.
As Krang looked at it, he remembered the Encred he had seen a while ago.
I get goosebumps.
There are only those who stand on the battlefield and show their backs.
Krang called such a person a knight.
This is the knight the bard speaks of.
A symbol of honor and faith, not a symbol of force.
Those who take up the sword for what I believe in.
Guardian of the oath.
Encred was not the means he had prepared. Still, he believed him. He wanted to help himself.
The intention worked. I did what I wanted.
Still, when Krang looked at Encred, he wasn’t sure if he was someone he could embrace.
‘Can you embrace it?’
I feel greedy. I want to keep it by my side. My heart boils over in an instant. But Krang quickly gave up his greed.
There was a better way than that, so it would do.
‘It’s okay not to embrace it.’
How about remaining friends?
It’s not a bad thing. So we are friends. Just then, the hero returned.
“Enki.”
Krang greeted him first. Marcus looked at him too.
All he did was cut down a few enemy soldiers and fight what seemed like a draw with an enemy commander, but the force he showed left an impression on everyone.
Additionally, his fighting raised the morale of the allies.
This is the command barracks where battle plans are drawn up.
Encred also nodded roughly as he saw Kraang raising his hand inside.
No matter how much you say you’re a friend, you can’t call someone by their first name in a situation like this.
Because Encred had a sense of humor, he knew how to act according to the situation.
Of course, even if he called Krang’s name now, no one would say anything.
Although he has insight, he doesn’t really feel what he has done.
Krang also saw that as a characteristic of Encred.
This is what I thought, guessing why he didn’t call my name.
Soon, everyone who could be called a commander entered the barracks.
It’s one of them.
“Please put me in the lead!”
Baron Rudin was a man who dreamed of joining the Knights Templar. My blood boiled. He saw a man standing alone against an army of thousands of refined men.
If your blood does not boil, you are not human.
A flame bloomed in his eyes.
“Be patient.”
Marcus said after seeing it.
Strategy and tactics aside, Marcus knew what to do now.
They want to turn the tide in one battle.
Then we will have to use all the means we have prepared.
“I don’t know if that’s all the count has hidden. But the fact remains that he has to fight. “We will unite and fight to hold on.”
Marcus established the overall strategy, and a few strategy-savvy people filled in the gaps.
The core of them was Encred’s Mad Company, but no one could tell them how to move.
Excellent strategists are those who keep each soldier moving without stopping.
It’s about letting people know what their job is and making them do it.
However, there are some people who do not need such instructions.
Those who find a place for themselves outside of the typical behavioral categories.
Encred was one of them.
So Marcus said nothing. He didn’t need any orders.
This is why Encred was skipped over even though each location was specified.
In terms of numbers, Encred and his troops were at the level of a squad, but of course there were no people who thought they were just a squad.
Everyone saw it and now they know.
His skills were real, and it was not an illusion to say that he was the hero of the Border Guard.
This is the final step in the process of drawing up the direction of the fight through a strategy meeting.
“The Madman Company will move on its own, right?”
Marcus needed confirmation of my thoughts. So he wanted to hear an answer.
Will you become a sword and cut down the enemy for your master?
Is your judgment correct?
Are you willing to break away from the typical behavior category and fight for your place?
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“Yes, I will.”
The answer was simple, but Marcus was relieved.
Encred nodded and returned to the given barracks.
It was a fairly large barracks. Rem, who had lit a bonfire right in front of the barracks, was making something.
“It looks like we’re going to have some trouble starting tomorrow.”
The warrior called the barbarian spoke what he felt with his instincts.
That was also true. It will probably be rough, and possibly dangerous.
“Are you dying of anticipation?”
“How did you know?”
“It’s written all over your face that you’re excited.”
Encred sat on the flat stone chair that Rem had brought for him at an appropriate height.
He’s very talented, he found all these things from somewhere and made them.
“What about my chair?”
Ragna asked as he came out of the barracks. Rem turned around and told him to f*ck off.
“Did you leave it to me?”
“Where did you get beaten up with a sprained ankle and then take your anger out on this?”
They were still making fun of the fact that they had caught and injured a man named Bulno’s madman.
Ragna was persistent.
Rem ignored him, and Ragna brought a similar stone from somewhere and placed it next to him and sat down.
Saxony was smarter than that.
The wood was cut into pieces and made into a chair.
If you’re going to go this far, wouldn’t it be better to get something like a simple chair from a friend in charge of military supplies?
Dunbakhel just sat on the ground.
That seemed comfortable.
Esther turned into a leopard and was held in his arms.
Encred watched Rem as he wiped his body roughly with a wet towel.
He brought quite fresh meat, as if he was holding an ax to the supply officer’s throat.
It must have been obtained through hunting on the way.
This is raw meat that is difficult for ordinary soldiers to see. I made cuts in it with a small knife, sprinkled salt in between, and wrapped it with a clean cotton cloth.
As I was staring, Rem’s mouth opened.
“If you do this, the remaining blood will drain and the meat will become more tender.”
“It sounds delicious.”
When Encred answered, Rem took a look around.
Before I knew it, I could see that they had come all the way to Asia and had taken up a spot.
She was the only one who got a chair from the supply officer. The chair had a simple structure. When spread from side to side, the legs spread and the cloth placed on them is stretched tightly.
Although it was easily broken, it was an item that did not require much labor to make.
“what? “What are you making?”
Acea still had a friendly attitude. She doesn’t have the personality to have many friends around her.
For all that, it was a huge blow to the back of the head.
What was the name of the assistant driver who cut off the Mac? En Creed traced his memories before quitting.
I couldn’t think of anything.
“I won’t give it to those arrogant bastards.”
Rem said.
Having said that, I will share it. He wasn’t as stingy as I thought.
Ragna thought for a moment, then frowned and said.
“If you give it to me, I will forget about it.”
The reason I hurt my leg is to stop teasing you.
When I looked at him, it seemed like Encred had been harassing him countless times even when he wasn’t around.
They were crazy kids.
The same goes for getting hurt in a fight and being made fun of, and getting angry at being made fun of.
“I will take care of your baby.”
Rem answered. Ragna is a picky eater. That’s how I understood the importance of Rem’s dish. That’s why he took a step back.
Encred just watched silently.
As Rem spread salt on the minced meat, Saxony silently threw a small pouch.
Of course, it was my intention to eat the food.
Rem took it with a thud and said, “Oh,” and pursed her mouth.
“young.”
It is a title that sounds like a compliment. Saxony, of course, completely ignored it.
What Saxony gave was spices.
When I sprinkled it on the meat, the scent spread.
Did you mix herbs?
“If you put poison in it, it will sting.”
Rem muttered. She said it with a smile, so I thought it was a joke.
Saxony ignored him again and sat next to Encred.
Dunbakel calmly stood next to Rem and helped with the grooming.
“Don’t use your fingernails. Have you washed your hands?”
“I’ll do it with a knife.”
Dunbakhel was as calm as ever.
It is meat that has been cut and seasoned with salt and spices. When the cotton cloth became red and wet, I took it off, took another cloth, and patted it to wipe the meat.
I surrounded the bonfire with stones to put something on top, and put a cast iron pan on it, which I didn’t know where I could get it from.
Lem poured linseed oil onto the pan.
“It’s precious. this.”
And then he says this. En Creed nodded his head.
Rem is law here. For a moment, yes.
After the fan is moderately heated. Her oil spread widely and her scent filled my nose. Rem put the meat on the cast iron pan.
Cheeeeeeeee!
A fragrant scent spread along with the smoke. The scent of meat combined with the scent of oil quickly passed through my nose and not only stimulated me, but also struck my brain. Her mouth was watering.
“hmm.”
Encred expressed his admiration with a small groan, and Rem gazed at the meat.
He was more serious than ever. At the same time, his hands moved ever more lightly and quickly.
Turn the meat over. The outside was cooked to a dark brown color and the surface became hard.
Cheeeeeeeek.
Grilling on the other side with white smoke.
Later, the meat was pierced with an iron skewer or something and the sides were also cooked.
As if he thought it was cooked properly, he moved the piece of meat onto a clean wooden board.
Dunbakhel’s hand moved there.
“If you eat it, you will get sick. wait.”
Rem said without even looking.
“why.”
“It’s delicious if you wait.”
For Lem, it was an unprecedentedly valid reason and gentle persuasion.
Dunbakhel agreed.
After grilling several pieces of meat, I cut them one by one, starting from the first piece. The inside was red and the outside was brown.
“They may have deliberately brought in cuts with high fat content. “I need this.”
“Where did you get it?”
“It was refreshing to see a group of nomads nearby.”
He said and cut the meat into pieces.
“Eat.”
Rem said with her arms crossed.
Encred demonstrated instantaneous acceleration. It was natural for him to focus on one point more. Poke it in and pull it out. His wooden skewer lifted out a thick piece of meat.
Encred put it in his mouth and chewed it.
Munch.
The juice explodes. The savory scent of meat spread through my nose and into my head.
If the scent stimulated the salivary glands, this one pricked the taste buds.
The fur all over my body reacted.
This is it. This is cooking and meat.
The soft flesh slipped between my teeth and then gulp.
‘what?’
Is it a dream? When did it pass?
Encred moved the skewer again.
“There are many.”
Rem said.
They ate plenty. All of them were gluttons. It was natural that you should eat as much as you move your body.
I ate and ate and stopped only when it was time to pat my stomach.
Even the Saxony chewed and swallowed the meat silently.
It was time for an unseasonable dinner.
“Well, since we ate well, let’s have a good time tomorrow morning.”
Rem said while patting his stomach.
“That’s what I’m going to say.”
Encred received those words.
“Ah, it was a good meal. “Encred, I enjoyed the daytime fight.”
Acea spoke and left first.
It’s not a night where I have anything to do. Everyone spent their time on their own.
Ragna had no idea.
Rem was looking forward to it.
Saxony went outside for a while under the pretext of going for a walk.
As I was walking in the night air, a shadow suddenly appeared from one side.
She was my lover and my guild contact.
“Do you have to do this?”
This is a question asked right away. In fact, it was something she couldn’t understand.
“This is the last time.”
Saxony answered. The question was why he went to battle under Encred, and Saxony’s answer was that he would leave this as a last gift.
The lover stared at Saxony.
I don’t know why. I don’t know the reason and I can’t guess.
However, it seemed like Saxony would not return.
‘Do you remember what your father said?’
The words of my late father, Saxony’s teacher, came to mind again.
“Find where you belong.”
It was an order and a will.
Saxony didn’t take those words to heart, but his lover didn’t.
Anyway, I didn’t know now.
While Saxony went out for a walk at night, Dunbakkel, uncharacteristically, came out unable to sleep.
Then, I sat down on the stone chair where Rem had been sitting and looked up blankly at the sky.
It was a moonlit night.
It seems like a good night for a night raid, but the enemy is quiet.
Dunbakhel trembled. He wasn’t shivering because he was cold.
Her life was filled with struggle and survival. She fought to survive. To be more precise, the story is that no matter what she did, whether she ran away or not, she survived.
Her instincts spoke. It’s dizzying, and you can feel the danger as if your body is leaning while standing on the edge of a cliff.
But I didn’t want to leave.
So what should we do?
‘Struggling.’
Haven’t you already seen and learned something from the side?
Just like Encred did.
The moonlight is slanting. The clouds that suddenly appeared covered the moon. Darkness fell.
Crackling.
The lights on the perches erected nearby shook.
Hehehe.
The wind blew and hit my whole body.
‘All you have to do is move forward.’
Dunbakhel made up his mind and made up his mind.
Nevertheless, the tremors of my body did not stop easily.
Esther turned into a leopard and was held in Encred’s arms.
She woke up when everyone else was sleeping.
A movement of magical power.
So, I could feel the flow of some kind of order.
It was my first time seeing it. I can’t say anything right now.
I looked up and saw Encred sleeping.
Quiet breathing.
He seemed to be sleeping soundly without a care in the world.
fantasy,
