238 – Hilde’s Melancholy (3)
One of the soldiers under Hilde grumbled when he saw the veteran next to him.
“Senior Knight Hilde, training today will be no joke, right?”
Hearing those words, the old man sighed deeply.
“Even during the mercenary days, the training of the white troops was the toughest. Give up, you bastard. “It’s easier if you give up.”
In other units, guerrilla gymnastics is done about once a month, but in the Hilde Baekundae, it is done almost once a week.
Not only that, but every morning, the Baekun Troop trains are so difficult that when other Baekun Troop soldiers hear them walking at a rapid pace of 5km or more, the ‘rule that their military life is the most difficult’ is automatically broken.
Instead, since the days of the Whitebeard Mercenaries, they have been recognized by everyone as the most elite hundred people, but compared to the dogs that behave like dogs every day, this was nothing more than a bright dog.
“Lord Hilde, anyone will die while receiving training. “Isn’t that too much?”
“They train to the point where you wonder if anyone will die, but so far, no one in the Hilde Baekundae has fallen from training. In addition, other guys break down and die just as much in real combat.”
The old man continued talking.
“And you, Cron, don’t hate the senior knight either?”
Everyone agrees that a good superior to soldiers is one who disciplines them as little as possible, but Hilde is the complete opposite of that.
So, in a normal case, there would have been complaints like, ‘The company commander, that’s not a person.’
In fact, there was not a single person among the soldiers under her who disliked Hilde.
“Instead of training to death, why don’t you pay for the second round of alcohol with your own money and use your own money to help those who can’t pay for the priest’s healing method? Is that all? They even take care of things that no one will say anything about even if I take it as my own contribution so that I can get promoted quickly…”
“You’re not someone who just trains like a dog and keeps your mouth shut like some nobleman. Roll with us from beginning to end.”
“Please take care of me very diligently, as it is the duty of a knight. “There is a story that they spend half their salary on us.”
If you talk about a high-ranking person in a place where the high-ranking person is not present, it always leads to bad gossip.
Hilde gave so much to the soldiers that even the behind-the-scenes gossip about how intense her training was was leaking out as praise for her superiors.
“All at attention!”
As soon as those words were heard, the soldiers who were chatting aligned themselves like swords.
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“Salute to Senior Knight Hilde!”
During the mercenary days, all you had to do was stand at attention, but after becoming a regular soldier, the posture you had to take was different depending on your position.
Those who received a knighthood only had to bow their heads slightly, while those who were not knighted had to kneel with one knee on the ground.
Moreover, Hilde, aside from being good to her soldiers on a regular basis, tries to instill discipline through endless formal training when a minor mistake like this occurs…
About a hundred soldiers under her command saluted with sword-like angles.
As Hilde accepted her salute, she observed everyone above her head closely.
If a red hat was placed on her head, it meant that she would undergo terrible training, including guerrilla gymnastics.
‘Please stop shooting as soon as the vacation is over.’
But fortunately for her soldiers, there was no red hat on Hilde’s head.
“Everyone pay attention.”
“Attention!”
Hilde smiled as she saw the soldiers moving like swords following her orders.
In the past, under Baron Custer, the only thing a woman could command was serf conscripts who did not even know how to properly hold a spear.
Now I feel like I have become a commander who commands people who can be considered elite no matter what family they belong to.
However, the soldiers were now trembling with fear as to what kind of difficult training Hilde would give them today.
‘If it’s not a guerilla, is it a ritual? Or canter?’
Hilde smiled as she looked around at her soldiers.
“Did everyone have a good rest?”
“Yes!”
“I don’t want to fight a big war over several months and then take a few days off and then do hard training.”
The soldiers could not believe their ears.
The idea that Hilde, not anyone else, would reduce the training of soldiers was something they could not imagine based on their common sense.
“If you train hard, you can get stronger faster, but if you suddenly do short-range training or long-distance cantering after a good rest, you can get hurt.”
Soldiers who survive long-distance marches and intense battles even after a few days of rest rarely suffer injuries through only that level of training.
This is because the body adapts on its own even if you relax it to a minimum.
“So, over the next three days, the soldiers will train only by walking in the morning and not forgetting what they have learned so far. “It will depend on how well you follow my instructions, but if you do well, training will be over before lunch.”
Hilde said this and recalled what Martin had said.
Consistent training is important to raise your level, but it is said that you should never overdo it.
While resting for a few days, Hilde was thinking that she should apply this more actively not only to herself but also to her soldiers.
‘I was too impatient until now.’
“Can you do it well?”
“Yes!!!”
“Okay, then the soldiers should do the minimum amount of training and try to return within the morning. “Knights must not forget the sense of using Aurors, so after the soldiers’ training is completed, they only spar with each other before returning home.”
With those words, Martin became a baron and the men who received knighthood were also satisfied.
“Then start cantering! Canter lightly for about 2km. Warm up and run!”
As she said, Hilde finished her regular training before lunch.
“It was hard. “The knights need to make sure they don’t lose their sense of combat, so just warm up and have a light sparring before heading back.”
“Yes!”
As soon as the training was over, the soldiers ran out as if they had entered their own world.
When the knights each find an opponent and try to spar with their practice weapons…
One of the knights came carrying a short spear for practice in mock battles.
“Thank you, Senior Knight.”
Hilde, however, instead of holding it, she held her javelin that her father had given her.
“I want to warm up a bit before we start sparring, so please wait a little longer.”
Then Hilde went in front of her scarecrow, aimed her spear and assumed her stance.
But she didn’t thrust right away, and as she gathered her Aurors as much as she could, Martin, no, remembered what her father had told her once upon a time.
‘Hilde, do you know what we have to do to go the long way?’
At that time, Hilde answered like this.
‘Pack what you need for your trip!’
After hearing that, her father patted Hilde’s head and responded like this.
She put the answer in her own words.
“Don’t be in a hurry to go quickly for no reason; you should keep walking steadily, one step at a time. “That way, you can go a long way without getting tired.”
In athletics, it is said that the key to running a marathon is to maintain the fastest speed as long as one can keep running, rather than running with all one’s might to quickly cover the distance of 42 km.
She is just like him on the road Hilde wants to walk with Martin…
If she keeps up with what she is now and does the best she can, won’t she be able to achieve her skills to be on par with Martin one day?
As Hilde thought so, she raised the aura of her entire body.
She was so absorbed in her concentration that she didn’t know it, but the knights around her all flocked towards Hilde.
“Senior engineer, are you crazy? “What is it, that Auror?”
“Did anything good happen with the Baron?”
“It wasn’t like that when you were fighting for your life on the battlefield, right?”
A clear blue aura was suddenly emanating from Hilde’s body.
She has reached a limit that she could not reach just a few days ago.
The final step to the enlightenment that experts and above have longed for.
The guys who risked their lives wearing aurors and swinging swords just looked at them and didn’t talk to them.
Hilde didn’t even realize that those gazes were directed at her.
She looked back on the path Martin, whom she loved and respected the most, had taken so far.
From a wandering knight to a lowly mercenary, a legendary mercenary slowly but steadily built up his status and reputation.
A man who has received the title of baron and is now trying to reach even higher levels.
Although the man ran with all his might, he was not in a hurry.
As her knight, Hilde went higher and higher and she wanted to stay by that man’s side.
Because she had already lost not only her heart but also her soul to the shining star that was Martin.
Because he felt like he would go crazy if she couldn’t be by his side.
‘There is no other way than to move forward slowly and steadily.’
“If you repeat taking one step 10,000 times, you will take 10,000 steps. Swinging a sword once and repeating it 10,000 times is 10,000 exercises. So what I have to do now is…”
Hilde only looked at the scarecrow in front of her and prepared to strike with her spear.
“It’s about working steadily and not in a hurry.”
And as she threw down her spear, a gust of wind began to rush from the blade of her Hilde’s spear.
Hilde didn’t notice until she pierced her scarecrow, but the objects behind her scarecrow were knocked over by the rumble…
Cheers rose from all around.
“Hilden-nim has surpassed the limit!”
Kant, Hilde’s adjutant and second-in-command of Hilde’s unit, clapped his hands.
“I’m already at expert intermediate level. “You’re really fast.”
Only then did Hilde become convinced that she had surpassed her limit.
She then held her spear and raised her Aura, assuming her stance once again.
A gust of wind was wrapped around the blade of the spear, symbolizing the level of expert intermediate she had dreamed of.
And on this day, Hilde gave her entire month’s salary to the soldiers under her command and held a party to celebrate.