61 – Pig Hunt (2)

I ate soup with some dried meat for breakfast, and got up from my seat to go to work at the unit in time for the call-up.

As soon as I got up, my wife started stacking the dishes.

Seeing my wife, my dear wife, clearing the dishes, I said with a smile.

“Then I’ll be back, Maria.”

And when I was about to leave the door, Maria came to the door to see me off on my way to work as always.

“Honey, when does work end today? I’ll prepare dinner in time for the closing time.”

“… I’ll probably come back around sunset as usual. There is no duty, alert, or training today.”

When Maria heard that, she said with a bright smile.

“yes? Then let’s have dinner together. I’ll make you something delicious. Do you like rye bread and dried fish?”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s not the biscuits. No, if you eat it with Maria, the biscuits will be delicious too.”

When Maria heard the word biscuits, she said with a straight face, as if she remembered the time when she broke the terribly hard biscuits.

“I don’t even want to eat bread that has been smashed with a hammer. It’s a little cheap, but it’s tasteless. Let’s just eat rye bread together.”

“yes. Then I will go.”

And the moment I opened the door to leave the house, Maria gave me a soft hug from behind, as always, and said:

“Have a good trip, honey. Don’t get hurt today.”

“I’m not hurt. Even though I look like this at home, I am a man called the invincible mark in the military! Really?”

“Yes, yes. You’re all right. So don’t get hurt and come back.”

“Okay. Then really go.”

It took me some time to chat with my wife for a long time after eating breakfast, so I hurried to the base in order not to be late for work.

I didn’t wake up late when I was living alone, but I really hated it when I ran late for work…

If I could spend a little more time in the morning with my beloved wife, the price would be to run to avoid being late…

Rather good.

**

As a result of running to the unit without resting, I was fortunate to arrive at the unit on time.

“Hey, heck… Sergeant Mark has gone to work.”

Seeing me tired, the platoon commander smiled and said,

“Did you run to make love with your wife today? I envy you. I have to get married too. Damn, I’m scared that I’ll be single even after turning 30 like Captain John.”

“Don’t say such horrible things. Not a mercenary, Lieutenant Frost can’t get married until he’s 30… Aren’t you 24 yet?”

“That’s what it says. If I can’t get married by then… I’ll have to ask my father, Lord Frost, to arrange a match… But none of the women who come in as matchmakers are as pretty and nice as yours.”

The platoon commander had a very dumbfounded expression on his face when he said that, but that must mean that I, who cares for my wife so much, looks ridiculous.

As proof of that, the eyes right now are looking at me honestly and saying ‘I’m envious’.

So, I decided to correct the platoon commander’s misunderstanding in order to make fun of the single platoon leader.

“Lieutenant, my wife, Maria, is also a good cook.”

As if that had worked, the platoon leader looked at me, who married before him, and said with a swollen expression.

“Today’s spearmanship training after lunch. Sergeant Luca was going to do it, but I have to take Sergeant Luca to meet the captain today… so you’re in charge.”

“That annoying and irritating thing to me? It’s not even my turn?”

“Or are you going to do the shoveling that the captain told you to do? Recently, Sergeant Hertman said that you are his successor in the future and that he will personally teach you how to shovel…”

Even if the spearmanship training is infinite repetition of piercing and withdrawing a spear dozens or hundreds of times in the same posture…

It’s better than shoveling with Sergeant Hurtman. If he doesn’t like the angle of the shoveling, he shoveling until he doesn’t like it, and even finds former mercenary sergeants resting in the corner of the unit after finishing training, and makes them work. Because you are a monster…

Seriously, Sergeant Short of the reconnaissance unit seriously tried to take Sergeant Hurtman to the reconnaissance unit.

So I laughed and said to prevent mishaps with my boss and pleasant work quality.

“Is it possible? I love training!”

“Sorry!! It was a great opportunity for promotion to sergeant!! Let’s go!!”

I jumped out quickly before the platoon commander, who was greater than spearmanship training, ordered a much more tedious and arduous task.

Seeing as the platoon commander said, ‘I’m so sad that I couldn’t even get married, but you’re bragging about your married life in front of me…’, it seems like you did a good job.

**

And after completing the spearmanship training, ‘Biscuit’ and ‘Salted Meat’ came out today, as expected.

“Why are you eating biscuits today? I think it was a biscuit three days ago…”

“There are surplus biscuits these days. That’s why His Excellency told us to watch and eat… Oh, seriously, will biscuits be included in the company commander’s meal…”

“Yo? Yo? Are you missing?”

Then Private Gelli, who dared to write ‘yo’ on the subject of a low rank, skillfully replied to Private Shaq who pointed out ‘yo’.

“Aren’t you complaining about eating biscuits? Please take a look. Private Shark.”

“You have to admit the biscuits. Did you bring the mace?”

“Yes, here you are. And I brought milk.”

If you eat porridge with a little bit of milk, crushed biscuits and salted salted meat, it’s at least edible…

“You did well. private.”

“thank you.”

That’s how we sat down in each squad and started splitting biscuits with maces.

Then, a large iron bucket was put on a campfire, and milk, salted meat, and crumbled biscuits were added to make porridge.

Biscuit porridge doesn’t look like food that humans can eat.

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Milk, biscuits, and salted meat are mixed, so the color is like light muddy water, and the taste is…

“Ugh, it’s so salty… How are you supposed to eat this…”

“Why did His Excellency make such terrible food…”

“Ah, it’s because these are all military meals.”

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Just as we were putting our terrible words into our mouths, Private Sands, the messenger of our company, approached me.

When that bastard comes, nothing good always happens…

“Hey, why are you here?”

“Training has been canceled this afternoon. Instead, His Excellency summoned the entire army.”

“All troops? Why are you going to fight right now?”

“I don’t know. Then I will go.”

**

Instead of training in the afternoon, we all gathered under the ramparts under your Excellency’s instructions.

As a sergeant and deputy platoon commander, of course I stood next to the platoon commander, and we started small talk, having nothing to do.

“Platoon commander, why are we here?”

“I don’t know. Even the company commander doesn’t know.”

If the company commander doesn’t know about it, it must be a very important issue… What sparks will fall again?

“Wasn’t the company commander and platoon commander of another company beheaded for stealing weapons last time after being summoned for something that even the company commander didn’t know about?”

“Who else is going to fall off their neck… I hope it’s not just our company commander.”

After chatting for a while, a trumpet sounded from the top of the castle wall announcing the march of the baron.

And after a while, His Excellency Baron said calmly while standing on top of the watchtower on the castle wall.

“Before I begin, let me ask you one question. Proud soldiers of Kreutel, what are you fighting for? Let someone answer.”

Of course, none of our soldiers answered, as it was difficult for our soldiers to dare to answer the question of the exalted baron.

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Just blankly, waiting for someone to answer.

Then, the baron said in an annoyed voice.

“Yes, there is Sergeant Mark, who was most active in my first war!! Why are you fighting?”

In response to those words, the grace of the baron who remembers the performance of a mediocre soldier like me, and why me? I felt resentment.

However, I am a soldier, and a soldier is always, as the company commander said…

So I answered out loud.

“dismissal! I fight for your Excellency and for Maria, my wife, for giving me a proper job and respect!”

His Excellency smiled and asked if he liked the words.

“Do you have any regrets?”

“There is not! If I hadn’t followed your Excellency, let alone get married, I would still be doing chores, eating porridge, and living as a cheap prostitute or an occasional piece of trash!!! Therefore, the best choice in my life is to become His Excellency’s soldier!!!”

Everything I just said is true.

I complain about the taste of the biscuits, but until I joined the army, I only ate porridge with very few grains of wheat that tasted worse than biscuits every day.

Also, that kind of life wouldn’t have changed until I died, and I wouldn’t have thought of drawing a ‘future’ like now.

After living miserably alone like that, I must have searched miserably alone.

His Excellency must have been really satisfied with my answer.

“Like Sergeant Mark said, I will do my best to make your joining my army the best choice of your life! I swear to keep this promise as long as my family lives.”

After a pause, His Excellency took a deep breath and spoke in a humorous voice.

“Before that, you all must have heard in the tavern the story of how I took care of the Countess of Nantes who laid her hands on my beloved maid, Ella. I don’t think there will be anyone who doesn’t know. If you answer “I don’t know,” the platoon he belongs to will only serve biscuits for a month.”

He said such a cruel thing, but unless he’s a monk, there’s no one who hasn’t heard of it at the ‘tavern’…

We all laughed together at His Excellency’s clumsy joke.

After laughing for a while, His Excellency drew his sword and continued talking.

“Yes, my great lord, the Count of Nantes, treated me and, by extension, all of you. There was a master-servant relationship, so I had no choice but to give the pig food… but this pig has already gone too far. Even during the last war, I heard you raped a girl from an ally’s village… Then I’ll ask you. Married here, Mark, if your wife is pretty, won’t the boar come to get her?”

…. even for a count, that’s crazy over the line.

No, even if I had to cut off my limbs, I would stop that.

“If you do that, I’ll tear that bastard limb from limb. How could such a bastard be my lord?”

His Excellency, hearing my angry words, simply nodded and said,

“This is why I can’t stand the bastard’s atrocities. I will ask you guys again. A pig who robs the money obtained from the blood of soldiers and tries to claim the glory of the vanguard, but gets scared and runs away. Is it even right to subdue a son of a bitch who would covet your wife, daughter, sister, or sister? Is that what your proud lord looks like?”

I and the soldiers all answered in unison.

“It must be killed. Please kill me!!”

Upon hearing that, the Baron raised his drawn sword high into the sky and said,

“Two months later, the entire army sets out to subdue the pig that abandoned its woman-mad honor. It’s not fighting for me. This battle is purely for your family, the one you love the most! And, I swear Unlike that pig, I will repay you to the fullest for your blood, sweat, and achievements!”

….. Was it a war after all?

However, as the baron said, I will fight to the death to protect Maria.

Then come back and go back to Mary’s arms.