After cleaning the bodies and blood, and cleaning up the rooms that were scattered, Issi growls "let alone".

"Well, let's have an ops meeting..."

"Master, I'm sorry!

It was Nahat who uttered the words of apology as he said and rinsed his nose, the arrowhead he tried to start talking about.

He was reflecting on taking away Greggin, the leader of the Mississippi mercenary regiment.

"Quite an escape. Some aspects are impossible. But it's Issi who decides to punish"

"My sister is right. But I also think Nahat worked hard to become a notarine."

As defended, two sisterly homunculus say.

Incidentally, Nos. 998 and 999 have been given names earlier.

It is the specific activity that has not yet taken place, but it is decided that it is a reward to participate in this operation.

Maroon and Claire, respectively.

"I'll say so," said No. 468, a lady with blonde hair rolled vertically.

I give her the name Marigold.

"It was a failure to let Mr. Greggin escape. Hey. Although the most desirable thing was for Mr. Dean and Mr. Amarello to be replaced before everyone in town knew it. But more than that, I wanted to overthrow the main force on the spot and take control of this town immediately."

to that word. Nahat increasingly drops his shoulders, but Plumier,

"No, I'm not."

I said.

"Greggin will surely strike this time in the mood to challenge the showdown. In other words, they will gather the forces scattered throughout the town."

I see, and Issi nods.

"Sure, that helps. I don't know how much power this one has over there. If Greggin is going to bring all the enemy forces together in town, it's going to be quick to destroy them."

"You can think that way too," Marigold snaps as impressed.

"If, on the other hand, you had defeated Greggin at that time, you might have ruled this town with invisible enemy power on your knees."

"Oh, right," Issi nodded, placing her hand gently on Nahat's shoulder.

"Well, that's the thing, so don't be so depressed. Besides, the battle never goes according to the operation. There will continue to be fighting in many different phases than we are waging war on something called a nation. But you're not going anywhere. So if you're ever depressed, you don't have a spark."

When Nahath stopped crying in his soft words, he smiled and nodded vigorously, "Hi."

"Hey, isn't that Greggin? What are you doing here?"

It was the brave Kazami, the opponent he would never want to meet, who spoke with an unpleasant grin to Greggin, who came to the mercenaries' quarters.

(Damn, I met a guy who didn't like me at a time like this)

While spitting evil in his heart, he replies to the brave man with a smile on his face.

"Isn't that Kazami? What's the matter, being on the border like this? I'm surprised. I thought it was going to war with the Empire."

to that word. When the Kazami snorts like he made a fool of himself,

"Well, it doesn't have anything to do with halfway houses like Tetsu. Greggin the 100 slayer of everything, what a name they're selling it by. Funny grass. Once, when you fought me, you cried and apologized for not killing me."

In that word, Greggin manages to get his smile mask off.

Yes, that was when I was hired as a mercenary on the Empire's side.

Greggin, sent as an advance soldier in the mercenary unit, has invaded the kingdom of Iboul.

It was the most powerful and famous brave kazami in the kingdom that appeared at that time.

When Kazami kicked out tens of thousands of Imperial troops at just a few parties, including his, he invaded the Imperial side as it were, finally snapping the neck of the Empire's then-general.

Thanks to this, the march of the Empire ceases.

On the contrary, when they began to retreat, the razors hunted down the wreckers and slaughtered them thoroughly, just because they enjoyed killing them.

The sight was just hell.

Of course, it was the empire that launched the attack, and there are no convenient rules, such as that soldiers who violated the territory of the kingdom should not be killed, but nevertheless the place of killing humans as that delight could only be described as the work of the devil.

Fortunately, Greggin was missed where he was about to be killed in exchange for telling him where the Empire's general was.

Although my life was prolonged because of it, I became a body that I could never return to the Empire, where I was born.

(But now I don't care about that!!

What matters is how you get past the razor in front of you.

(I'm talking about this demon bastard. Homncrus attacked me, what can I say, and I'll be happy to start a war. Well, that's good. But it's important that this guy finds out that Dean was killed. He must be happy to pursue my responsibility as a leader, mistaken for entertainment or something! That's how he likes to get people around, this guy haha!! I was once reminded that I didn't want to be the one who exposed the Empire General's whereabouts when he bragged around saying he was a traitor!!

"Hey, answer my first question more than that. What are you doing here?"

He still smiled and responded to the brave man speaking in such a varied tone.

"No, I'm prone to trouble no matter what you say. I'm just here to check on some of my men."

"Hey, how's your men doing? My employer, Dean, is going to pack it in the bureau. But can I leave my place?"

Greggin desperately stuck with the kind of questions he would explore, thinking this was the right place.

"Different people are watching over you now. It's not easy to say that I'm going to stick around these days, or that I've been doing that for a long time. Because it's so easy in one country. When you hold a woman in the middle of the day, you're going to be kicked out."

hehe, and grinning pitifully at Greigin, the brave kazami snorts as if he was blatantly disinterested,

"Hum, I don't know. I'm bored. I was wondering if Dean had even been killed."

I said so.