Apparently, Corps Commander Baltasar had a bone to pick with me.\n
âDid I do something to offend you?â
Of course, I had a skill that allowed me to lightly brush off such remarks.
And so I replied calmly.
I was capable of considering the thoughts of others, and handling them gently.
It was a good skill for a man to have, if I do say so myself.
âHmph. My words would be wasted on you muscle-headed Ogres.â
He was quite angry.
âHmm.â
He thought that I could barely understand what he was saying.
And so I recalled what Baltasar had said.
Something about âtaking everything literally.â
It was about this trade that General Miralda had suggestedâthe trading of troops. âThey are fools for actually coming here. Theyâll only get in the way, and so they should have stayed home.â Thatâs what he wanted to say.
The reason for this trade.\n
It was because General Miralda couldnât just offer her men to another country without permission.
And perhaps she didnât feel comfortable discussing it with the Demon King or even the other Generals.
After all, these were all men that Demon King Tralzard had entrusted her with.
This was why General Miralda had opted for a temporary trade instead.
At least on paper, the conditions were the same, and no one had the advantage. She would not have to justify anything.
Both General Farneze and General Miralda wanted to put an end to Lesser Demon King Leninothâs dominance.
And since their interests matched, this exchange was the perfect way to settle things.
However, the men that my country were offeringâŠwere honestly quite weak.
If we were strong, then we would have been sent to fight Leninoth instead.
It was because we couldnât do that, that General Miralda had to help us.
On the other hand, Corps Commander Baltasar was feeling both disappointment and rage at the idea of âuselessâ troops coming to them. I understood that feeling. I really did.
If we were just going to get in their way, we shouldnât have come at all. So, why were we here? Thatâs what he wanted to say.
And so I answered him with a feeling of kindness. \nâI obey the orders that come from above. Objecting to that order would not only be a slight against my superiors, but the decision of both our countries. And so Iâm asking you toâŠâ
âYou talk too much, fool.â
Yes, I wasnât getting through.
It could not be helped. And so I continued to smile.
If the papers said that we were going to trade troops, well, we had no choice but to send troops.
Miralda was well aware that we wouldnât be of much use.
Besides, there was a reason that General Miralda hadnât said, âthey will be no use to me, so you donât actually have to send them.â Indeed, there was.
The Ogres and Reapers worked directly under General Farneze.
The young Flying Eagles had no experience in battle, but they were representatives of the next generation.
As for the most useless, the Vampires. Well, they were spoiled, but they came from good stock.
In a way, they were those she didnât want to lose. At least, for political purposes.
In other words, we were almost like hostages to ensure that Miraldaâs men were not crushed from ill-use or involved in any hidden schemes.
And while we still werenât a particularly strong deterrent, it was better than nothing. And that had a big effect on the way we were seen by General Miraldaâs men.
\nAnd yet he was angry about that⊠He didnât understand anything.
âWhile guarding the main camp is an important role, and we are honored, we will not be moved anywhere. We cannot be moved. Because itâs our job to stay here.â
âWhy should I care?â
âCorps Commander Dyle will have to train us. So it only makes sense that he should stay here.â
In terms of trust, Baltasar was above him.
However, he had complained and had his position changed.
And they couldnât have all three of them on the frontlines, and so Corps Commander Dyle had to be moved to a place that was both important and stressful.
Not only that, but he had to train us as well. That made it quite a black working environment.
Perhaps Miralda had allowed it because she knew that Baltasar was unable to see the bigger picture.
If he didnât understand the meaning of that difficult position, then there was no point in sending him there.
âAhhh, shitâ was what I was thinking when I sighed.