"You've done a terrible thing, Vay!
Knights hurrying to escape on their way home.
Commander Berius was reprimanding Vay for his selfish imitation.
……
Vay thinks without saying anything.
"Damn it... everything will change if Midgard comes out now...!
Vay finally opened his mouth to the words.
"No, no... there's no way you won't notice it when you look at it. Commander?"
Vay was cooler in a way than Belius.
Just a little girl and an insulting opponent.
Even Isle, who thought it wouldn't be a problem, had no hands or feet.
Vay is not the type to underestimate his power. But overestimation was also not the type to do.
I had something to say because I was correctly discerning my powers.
"Are you serious about fighting that?
The words were poking not only at the commander, but also at other members of the regiment who ran side-by-side.
A potentially good citizen.
Sophisticated maids' movements.
The monster old man who leads it.
Even Isle, who thought he was the only one they could understand, didn't let Vay with the Knights' best arm do anything.
And if Isle hadn't moved on that spot, that blacksmith would have killed Vay... and there were not a few crew members with such a view over their heads.
Even the blacksmiths who were supposed to be non-combatants were beginning to fear a heterogeneous territory with such aura.
"Hmm... what? We bring home today's findings. All right, Vay? Think about what's behind us."
"Behind... that baba...?
"Watch your mouth. This is no longer a war. We the Knights, the King's Capital Guild, and the Warlord and Magic Society behind it. We can't stop ourselves."
For the first time there, Vay noticed the captain trembling.
"I can't stop..."
Berius runs a horse with a sad look.
There was no one on the back who could speak up.