The Hero King, Reincarnate to Master the Art of War

「Everybody, listen up!」

In the center of the encampment, in front of the lodgings that Lahti and his officials used, Lahti called out the assembled residents with a renewed and serious expression. Pullum was by her side, looking somewhat uncomfortable and downcast.

When Inglis and the others returned to the encampment, Pullum had already regained consciousness. Then, after a short rest and settling down, Lahti gathered the people together.

Inglis and the gang were standing a short distance away from the mass, near Luwin and the Knight squad, watching over the situation. Because of the commotion, both the residents and the Knights were tense with each other.

「Gwihh. Keef yahr gwaf ahm, awkeh? Vve dahn noeh wahd kaun hawfen……! (Glis. Keep your guard up, okay? We don’t know what can happen……!)」

「Ah noeh, Wayne! eidh ayhagh……! (I know, Rani! It’s alright…..!)」

While it was happening, Inglis and Rafinha were busy stuffing their mouths. A large amount of grilled meat on skewers was piling up on the plates they both held in their hands.

Inglis was trying to bury the frustration of not being able to fight the Mecha Dragon God by eating and eating more and kept on eating. She just couldn’t keep herself calm otherwise.

「……Did I hear keep your guards up?」