Translator: Nat

Third Person POV

North Teries North Coast

The enemy ships are coming closer filled with soldiers.

Theyre really coming to where we are we aren't lucky at all.

Sekrit doesnt give the enemy anything more than a quick glance despite all the complaints and puts a sausage into her mouth.

Wont the messenger we already sent to Patena take two whole days?

We dont even have 1000 here the enemy is definitely at least a few thousand, theres no way we can win

Sekrit savagely bites down and tears off a chunk of sausage, the meat snapping crisply.

Dont squeak so much, you little birds.

Sekrit puts a hand on the head of a man next to her and uses it as support to stand up.

Being near 180 cm in height, the other men couldnt look down on her, but it was her almost-arrogant attitude and her expression filled with confidence that overwhelmed those nervous men.

The enemy has great numbers? Hmpf, sending that amount of soldiers and ships to land in front us, do they think Im a mere trembling fawn?

Sekrit snickers and then grins.

It wasnt a smile that reassured those around her.

Like the lifting of the corners of a wolfs mouth when prey appears before it that was the kind of smile it was.

Sekrit spits the chewed tip of the sausage onto the ground before going on.

All hands, get your weapons ready. Dont do anything yet though. Find something to kill time with until they reach the shore and start disembarking from the ships.

She immediately gets backlash from her ally soldiers.

Wait until they land!? We should be shooting them with arrows as soon as they enter our range!

Thats right, thats right! If we shoot them like crazy, the enemy might give upmmgh!

Sekrit reaches out with her right hand and seizes the soldier by the lapels.

Gagh w-what uugh.

The soldier grabs Sekrits arm with both hands, but he realizes she had more grip strength than he expected and wasnt able to push her away.

I told you to do it. Will you obey or be executed or maybe start a rebellion? Choose now.

Her question rattled the soldiers.

Whats with the was she speaks in the first place, why do we have to move according to this womans orders?

A proxy of Lord Hardlett, she says she probably gained his favor in bed.

Then what do we do? Should we find an excuse to throw her out?

No, that wont work. Lord Hardlett would rip us apart. He apparently has the recognition of the Military Commissioner

Sekrit smirks when she sees the faces of those soldiers.

That guy is engrossed with my body. If I tell him that I was teased, I wonder what would happenfufufu.

Sekrit throws the man back to the ground, then sits back down in her chair.

At that moment, a lookout shouted loudly to alert of an urgent situation.

The enemy fleet separated into two groups! One is approaching the shore it looks like they're trying to land!

The soldiers collectively look to Sekrit for guidance.

They came to the conclusion that it wasn't time to argue amongst each other.

Sekrit simply grabs the next sausage and takes a bite.

Are you guys imbeciles? What did I just say?

The lookout continues to provide updates.

Small boats are being lowered! They're finally landing they're right in front of us!

Sekrit spits out the end of the sausage again, then drinks a few gulps of water.

Leave them until they come up. If they get caught in the diversion, we can kill them, so stay put with that in mind. We can respond after they start to land. That's good enough

She crosses her brown-skinned thighs again with an air of composure.

The soldiers' gazes follow the movements of those slender legs.

The fun time of killing is around the corner.

Her red tongue licks the glistening oil on her lips.

South Yuguria Landing Army.

Aboard a transport ship affiliated with city state, Meldora.

So slow they're moving at a crawling speed.

The captain of South Yuguria's landing army grumbles in irritation as he watches.

Hahaha, this isn't a few dozen we're talking about. There are 5000 soldiers landing.

Answering in a carefree manner is the captain of the Meldora ship.

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