There were two reasons why he, who was listening to news of Roan through the druids and the agents, had made such a large mistake.
Amongst them, the first was in fact the elves’ obstruction.
Though Clay still hadn’t noticed, Aily and the elves who followed her were making small chips on the intelligence druids gathered.
They had mixed fake intelligence within real intelligences or elaborately switched few intelligences.
Thanks to that, cracks were forming very slowly and little by little on the various results and plans Clay had predicted.
However, in truth the biggest reason Clay failed to properly predict Roan’s growth was.
‘I underestimated Roan Lancephil too much.’
It was because of his slight towards Roan that was laid deep within his heart.
He still believed Roan had greatly succeeded because his luck was good in comparison to his abilities.
‘It’s also because he has gotten good subordinates.’
But from this moment on, he had to throw away such complacent thoughts.
‘He is a much more outstanding a man than I thought.’
Clay acknowledged Roan’s abilities.
Now that he had acknowledged him, he couldn’t treat him carelessly.
“This is purely my mistake, sirs.”
Clay lowered his head towards the commanders who were still glaring at him.
An abrupt apology.
“Hmm. Well, then……”
“It is good since you’ve acknowledged that quickly, but……”
The numerous commanders could only step back with unsure expressions at the sight of him quickly acknowledging his mistake.
For a moment, an awkward mood flowed.
At that moment, Mills who was observing the situation asked in a calm voice.
“You do have a solution, yes?”
A question that precisely pick out the flow.
Clay made a faint smile.
“Of course, sir.”
He quickly answered and then pointed at the map with a tip of his finger.
“Roan Lancephil is currently staying in the McGinley Region, sirs. This place is a wide plain region without even a small hill. It is a place perfect for him to freely run and play around on.”
His finger moved a little north.
“On the other hand, the terrain of the Newark Region at north is rough that it is an advantageous position to attempt ambushes, assault attacks. We plan to form a detached force and lure the Lancephil Fief Regiment into the Newark Region. At this place, we will deploy the knight order forces and……”
The moment his words reached about that point.
“To dig all sorts of traps and wait like a coward. Tch tch tch.”
A husky voice jumped out.
Clay stopped his words and looked towards the direction the voice was heard from.
The other commanders including Mills also did the same.
The gazes all turned towards once place.
“Certainly, minor kingdom people befit minor kingdom’s people.”
The owner of the voice was a young man of a giant stature.
Mills slightly creased his forehead.
“Viscount Heder Myers. Coward and a minor kingdom, sir? You’ve said too much.”
“Is it? Apologies. I’m inherently a type that can’t lie, you see.”
The young man of giant stature, Heder Myers widely opened his large mouth and burst out a laugh.
The expressions of many commanders excluding him, especially those of the nobles from Rinse Kingdom stiffly hardened.
Heder inwardly sneered at the stinging glares pouring down on him.
He casually moved his steps and stood in front of Clay.
“Commander in Chief Clay. There’s no need to spin your head around so complicatedly.”
A pointlessly loud voice.
Heder lightly tapped his wide chest with his right hand.
“I’ll go to the McGinley Region.”
His eyes flashed with a horrible light.
“I”ll go and cut off Roan Lancephil or whatever called bastard’s head.”
A confident expression and voice.
Other commanders dryly swallowed with slightly tensed expressions.
On the other hand, Clay stared at Heder with calm eyes.
‘Bear Viscount Heder Myers.’
A noble and a knight of the Estia Empire he knew well of through rumors since long ago.
Originally, he himself should have taken the seat of Rinse Liberation Army’s Commander in Chief if looking with just the nobilities.
However, Heder yielded, no, dumped the Commander in Chief positions onto Mills and Clay saying he can’t freely fight if he take a job.
‘They say he’s a powerhouse who stands out amongst the Empire’s young nobles, no, even amongst knights.’
He was counted as one of the knights who had high probability of later becoming a swordmaster.
Clay fell for a moment into his thought.
Although he was the Rinse Liberation Army’s Commander in Chief, he couldn’t openly disregard the demand of Heder who was an Estia Empire’s noble.
‘I do also wish to see the skill of the empire’s knight at this chance.’
The inside of his head rapidly spun.
It was good too if Heder caught Roan, and there was nothing bad either even if he instead lost or got his head cut off.
‘The war is over if he wins, and my authority will become further stabilized if he loses.’
The noses of the Estia Empire commanders who had Heder at the head would become snapped.
Clay slowly nodded his head.
“That would be fine, sir. There would be nothing more to ask if you would do just so.”
The instant his words ended.
“Kuhahahaha! Alright! Alright!”
“Kuhahahaha! Alright! Alright!”
Heder burst out a crazed laugh.
An unusual light swayed in his eyes.
“They say Roan Lancephil’s old nickname was Crimson Ghost, right?”
A sharp pressure poured out.
“Kukuku. I’ll turn him into a real ghost.”
A confident look.
This day, the Estia Empire’s bear, Heder Myers led his knights and troop and marched to the McGinley Region.
It was the full-scale beginning of the war.
< Northern Expedition (2) > End.