Battle of the Haksha Plains (4): Late at Night

"...All right. Let's wait and see what happens by tomorrow."

"Wickhart-sama!?"

"Even if they are relayed through a representative, these are Rays-sama's words. We can't dismiss them out of hand."

"Guh. Understood." The old general, dissatisfied to the very end, backed down, and the matter was settled.

"Then today's deployment is called off. Ryuzel-dono, Roa-dono, thank you for hurrying here. You must be tired. Please rest for now, and we will hold the war council again tomorrow. What do you say?"

Thank goodness. With General Wickhart yielding, it was practically certain there would be no deployment tomorrow or thereafter. The Haksha Plains would be flooded by then, after all.

With the few days it would take the water to recede, Wickhart-sama and the others would cool down a little. All that remained was to wait for Rays-sama to arrive. My work was done. What a relief.

"Then I'll take you up on that." When Captain Ryuzel said this, I stood as well, bowed, and left the main camp.

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...The river isn't running high...