Reincarnated into a Game As the Hero’s Friend MTL – Chapter 67

An emergency mobilization order. It’s not as urgent as your edict, but it’s one of the finest in the land. It requires the nobles and their knights to prepare to march on the battlefield as quickly as possible. Only the Prime Minister and the Minister of War may issue these orders.

To be honest… even a runaway demon stampede class doesn’t get an emergency dispatch order. I’m sure it’s only happened three times in the history of the Vine Kingdom… and once was during the coup d’etat. It’s a very rare decree. How rare.

I can’t help but look at Frensen, partly because I don’t feel like it’s real. I’m not sure what’s going on, but I guess he must have heard the loud voice. Max and the others come running in, and I finally switch my mind off.

Master Werner, what is it?

I just got word that the red alert’s been issued. Explain that to me.

Kittel’s report in front of all the heads of the Zehrfeldt family’s military affairs was a bit of a bombshell.

“Ha… The first news has arrived that Valeritz is about to be invaded by the Demon Army. An emergency meeting is currently being held in the capital.

“What?”

I, Max, and Augen were all surprised to hear that. Valcay is silent, but I’m sure he’s shocked. I’m surprised, too, because I didn’t expect this.

Valeritz is the central city of the frontier countdom of Friesheim. It is not much larger than Zierburg, home of the Counts of Zierfeldt. It’s a city that didn’t appear in the game, so there’s not much to see there, but it’s probably a medium-sized city in the country. The Knights of the Nobility are not that different from the Zehrfeldts in terms of numbers. At least it’s not a city that’s going to be invaded that easily.

How is the Count?

“Information is mixed, and at this time it is unclear.”

I’ve heard the questions that Valarkey asked, and I don’t think the Count is going to make it. Well, we’ll soon find out if he’s alive. Count Friesheim is a Bunji, a friend of my father’s, but I don’t even remember his face, so it’s more a matter of feeling unreal than worrying.

I don’t think we need to hear any more about it. Maybe Kittel came here himself when he got the first report.

I understand that much. My father’s at a meeting.

“Ha.”

If my father has left as Countess Zehrfeldt, there’s nothing I can do now. As a field commander as well as a deputy, I’ll do what I can until further notice.

“Yes, sir. Tell Kittel to return to King’s Landing immediately and await word from my father.”

Yeah, right away.

Valcke, wait for the fourth squadron to leave for night duty until you hear from me. Max and Augen, get everyone from Squadrons 2 and 3 on standby for second sortie. I’ll put together patrol protocols and handover documents. Frensen, help me.”

Yes, sir.

The second sortie doesn’t tell us to form up, but it does tell us to be in position, in gear, and within earshot. The first sortie is less ready to go right now, but that’s because you never know when you’re going to hear from your father. I can’t be nervous all the time.

“Max, tell Neurath and Schunzel to prepare the first group for a second sortie. Check in with them later. If there’s a problem, advise them.”

I give my orders while enduring the pain in my stomach. Neurath and Schunzel are also expected to be in command when I don’t give them instructions, so I have to assign them roles in times like this so they can gain experience.

I know that, but I’m a student. At least not in terms of physical age. Shouldn’t I be the one getting experience? You shouldn’t be an aristocrat at your age, really. I’ll leave it to Max to teach me.

I understand everything.

Max and the others exit with their heads down. I sigh. What the hell is going on? I’m curious, but thinking about it doesn’t help, so I decide to find the job at hand and get on with it.

“Mr. Werner, the protocol is…”

“If the order of patrolling or the way they’re doing it changes all the time, it’s not good for the people working on the construction. We’ve got a record of how we did it.”

The location of the piers and natural landmarks are used to demarcate the area to be guarded, and to some extent to decide which route is to be taken on patrol. Unfortunately, the procedure does not include the passage of time, because clocks are not commonly used. Well, I guess that’s to be expected.

However, if the way of patrolling is too personalized, you will not know where to call for help when something happens in the field. If the course is fixed to some extent, it is clear where to call for help, and you don’t have to waste your time. Therefore, it is better for the patrollers to make a certain pattern so that the people in the field will be at ease.

In this world, there are only a few people who make manuals for this kind of work, because they are all brainy people. Well, I don’t know if my way is good or not, because it’s not always easy to make a manual.

I’ve been keeping a daily log of the patterns of the demons, but this seems to be random. I’m not sure if it’s random or not, but it seems to be so. But the principle of demon creation is still a mystery to me.

“I see. Something like that.”

“I don’t like to just rely on experience.”

If you have a manual for everything like in Rome… you can at least do the minimum work even if a rookie comes in. To be honest, we don’t need originality in patrolling. Just patrol like this and report anything that comes up.

If I had a little more time, I would have made a training manual for the patrol assistants from the poor slums and refugees, but it looks like I’m not going to be able to do that.

I think there’s a problem with the fact that all of that stuff is based on the experience of your predecessor. Is this the brain world or the game world? Or is it just something to think about?

Don’t forget to bring the blue box along with the boxes of potions in case of emergency. It’s best not to use it, but I have a feeling we’re going to need it in an emergency. I’m sure it’s a bad idea, but I don’t know what’s going on here.