I, reincarnate as the leader of the villainous knight order

Chapter 13: Commander Clement of the Border Knight Order

“I’m here.”

Why is this person so angry? If he’s here about the Stampede, is he upset because I’m speculating or something along those lines?

“Knight Commander Vandière! What on earth are you thinking!? Stampede hasn’t occurred in over a hundred years! It won’t happen now!”

His opinion was even dumber than I expected. Just because it hasn’t happened in a hundred years doesn’t mean it won’t happen now. If anything, if it happened a hundred years ago, it could happen at any time.

Or perhaps… Is it because he’s at an age where his physical strength as a knight is declining, and he doesn’t want it to happen? I haven’t heard his age, but I think he’s probably in his mid-forties.

“Hah… Just because it hasn’t happened in a hundred years, why don’t you think that it’s happening now? History teaches us that Stampede occurs in cycles of a hundred to three hundred years… Or not. Tsk, shouldn’t even commoners learn history! Hah… Anyway, don’t you think that the recent increase in the number of monsters is too much to be just a mere outbreak? In fact, today, my subordinates… despite being just ten people, all returned injured.”

As a knight commander who rose through the ranks from a commoner, He is superior both in age and in position. If it were the old me, I would definitely speak politely, but thanks to Justin’s memories, I can speak as if I’m superior without hesitation.

“Even with the elite ten of the Third Knight Order…!?”

Normally, even monsters that can barely be defeated by ten knights from the border count’s knight order without getting injured, the squads of five from the Third Knight Order can return without any injuries. If such elite fighters are battered even when there are ten of them, it’s natural to feel uneasy.

“That’s why I advised the border count. Immediately check for any weaknesses in the city walls and recommend repairing them as soon as they’re found.”

I heard that many times there were panic and chaos among the residents because small monsters entered the town through the broken parts of the walls in the Duke’s house, causing them to panic.

If there’s a chance that Stampede could happen before my subordinates are fully recovered, it’s better to prepare as much as possible.

“Kuh… And what if nothing happens!?”

“…Responsibility? I’m just presenting the possibilities, it’s the border count’s job to make decisions, right? Even if nothing happens, won’t repairing the city walls be beneficial to the border count’s territory? What responsibility do I have? If the border count has learned history outside of Taleraan, I think they would make the same judgment as me.”

“…Get out of my way.”

“Yeah, I recommend immediately reorganizing the knights and soldiers based on the assumption of Stampede.”

With a frustrated look, Commander Clement, the Border Knight Order, turned on his heel, and I gave him advice, not knowing if he would listen to it obediently.

As the entrance quieted down, I headed towards the infirmary, where the treatment would be finished soon. I needed to see their recovery status, decide whether they could be used for rear support, or if they should remain at rest.

“You’re in the way.”

Entering the infirmary in one corner of the barracks, I saw my subordinates lying limply on five beds in the back. The moment I entered, not only the healers but also the subordinates stopped their movements, grimacing in pain as they tried to sit up.

“Ah, it’s fine. Just stay lying down without pushing yourselves.”

As I said so, everyone’s movements stopped for a moment. Normally, they would be cursing and saying things like “pathetic,” or “they’re still my subordinates,” but none of that came out.

“Tell me about their condition. How many days of rest do they need? Do they need rehabilitation?”

“…Huh? Oh, yes! Those in their rooms should be fine with three days of light activity reduction. However, those here should stay in bed for three days, and then gradually move their bodies after a week.”

The healer who treated me answered.

“Got it. Then you guys stay here and be taken care of for three days. I’ll come to check on you, so be good and stay quiet.”

“…………”
For some reason, my subordinates were wide-eyed as if their eyeballs were about to pop out.

Wait! Did I just say the catchphrase I use when my younger brothers are sick and sleeping!? Alright, let’s just leave as if nothing happened.

“Alright, I’ll leave my subordinates to you.”

“Yes, leave it to me.”

The healer who replied with a smile, was that just a forced smile? It’s not like they’re genuinely smiling at me, right!?

Oops, I shouldn’t be worrying about that now. I need to rearrange the formations as I told Commander Clement of the Border Knight Order, and the Third Knight Order also needs to do the same. Next, I’ll head to Vice Commander Orel’s room.

“There’s definitely something wrong! Did I hit my head and go crazy at that time!?”

“No, maybe that demonic bear at the time had a curse skill and cursed us.”

I heard Arnault and Simon’s voices from Orel’s room. Alright, I’ll have these two work extra hard to make up for the subordinates who can’t move due to the Stampede this time.

With a smile on my face, I knocked on the door to Orel’s room.