Pseudo-Villaines
Arrive To The South's
"Jean..are you really going."
"Jean.be careful."
"Take care of yourself, sir."
In her room illuminated only by moonlight, Jean hugs your three lovers gently. Tonight, Natasha is also 'playing' with him.
Today, the time has come. Dublin's royal army will head south to fight.
Natasha, Charlotte, and Selena curl up in Jean's arms. Don't ask, they are obviously worried about him. But Jean convinces the trio that she will be fine.
"Calm, relax. I will definitely return safely, whatever the price."
Jean kisses the forehead of her three girls, making their faces pink with embarrassment.
The four of them hugged for a while longer. The four understand each other. Jean's role in this war was necessary. It's a moment for him to shine. It's also time for Jean to get a first-hand feel for what a real battlefield is.
The four fell asleep for a moment, to then wake up when the sun had risen and the chirping of melodious birds had been heard between the rows of trees.
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Jean and his army gather in the square of Saint Georgia City. He brought in 500 recruits made up of young men whom he personally trained. Unlike the other volunteers, all the young men that Jean recruited had ideal posture. Of course, it was all thanks to his training.
In addition to the 500 men from HuCas, Jean also brought 200 mercenaries. More precisely, they were White Wolves disguised as mercenaries. In total, Jean commanded 700 men.
In the middle of the square, prince Hans was giving a fiery victory speech, as if convinced that the Goddess was on his side and would bring himself to victory.
How could the prince choose him to be his companion?
Well, that doesn't mean Jean cares. Hansen Baldric was indeed one of the prince's closest men next to Greg Cassilas. His presence is important to perpetuate his power in the future. That is if he is useful.
Prince Hans' fiery speech was greeted with cheers from the knights and nobles. While the commoners who were forcibly ordered to become militias really did not know what the prince said.
After his speech was over, the prince and his two retainers descended from the wooden podium with their breasts puffed up.
The heat of the sun is getting stinging. Later that afternoon, soldiers from the Dublin kingdom set out for the battlefield. Their wives and children stood on the right and left side of the road, crying and saying goodbye to their loved ones.
Jean's eyes catch Selena, Charlotte, and Natasha smiling while holding back a cry towards her. Jean could feel an aura of sadness encompassing themselves.
As their gazes met, Jean gave her best smile to them. He will return safely without one less. That's what Jean told them through her eyes. The three girls finally cried and waved at her, praying for her safety and victory.
As soon as they came out of the city gates, Dublin's royal motorcade marched eastward, passing through Duke Cassilas' territory, and moved southward after the nobles filled their supplies.
Jean moved in the back row. For the first time, Jean saw firsthand how messy the Dublin royal chain of command was. The movement of the troops was very messy and fragmented.
The nobles or merchants gave orders to their entourage at will. Even if the knight order belonging to the royal family led by Prince Hans remained on the move, these nobles and merchants would stop haphazardly.
Not only that, Jean also always saw the two armies fighting each other even for trivial problems. Jean breathed deeply.
Is there any hope of winning? I don't know. Who knows, right?
The supposed trip was expected to arrive at the destination in three days, completely delayed to five days, which would have been fatal to the Dublin kingdom.
