"I knew it wouldn't work! You can't let us through here!

"I'm in trouble... lady, you're human, aren't you? If I'm interrupted here, I'm guilty of treason.

"Ugh!

Though Rael was the one who made the thoughtful decision to drive the men back, the three letters of treason were heavily shackled to the end.

Treason is the greatest stigma than it has ever been born into a race called man.

It is unclear which country it is, but in that country the name of Rael will remain evil forever.

As someone who serves God, it's a reality I want to avoid at all costs.

"This is the way it is! Please, Mr. Dragon Man wants you to miss it!

Rael, a position of goodness, showed the dungeons until brilliant, as the men gave up.

Just because the men's lives are at stake, there's no way you can ignore the dragon men.

Somehow you'll miss it - it's the best Rael can do now.

"... hey, what are you gonna do? Are you sure you're going home like this?

"I didn't mean to, but if they'd done it this far..."

"Hey, are you serious? We're in danger, right? You've always been too popular."

"Nothing, I've decided that contact with the dragon man is dangerous - but I think we can work it out."

The will of the men who are leaning.

Normally, they decide not to listen to Rael, but to kill him and try to move on.

But these men were different.

"Even the king is prepared that contact with the dragon man is impossible. This young lady must be doing this for some reason."

"... what makes you think that?

"I know it's treason, but I'm not trying to pull it off at all."

"... hun. I don't know. I'll have you carry all the blame."

"... thanks"

Apparently, the conversation is over between the men.

A man with a thick heart and a man who drank suggestions unhappy.

They both approved of missing it.

It's usually an impossible event.

"So I decided to spare your daughter and miss it. I don't know why you're trying to protect the dragon man, but I don't think you should ask."

"Oh, thank you! It is!

Rael tells the men the utmost gratitude he has.

After all, there are great people in every age.

I could confirm that fact.

"- Whoa!? Stand up!

Such an inspiring situation, a shout I never expected.

It emanated from the gentle men in front of me.

"- Whoa!?"

What the hell happened?

When I tried to understand that - it was too late.

"- Holy shit! How dare you, Mr. Lael!

Butibuchi - and the hindsight I had seen was tearing the flesh off the man's neck.

It is a sharp fang and the mouth is stained red with blood.

Dead men's arms move blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

In this case, was it an instant death?

Rael's head turned bright white.

"- Are you all right! Rael!"

More voices heard from behind.

The Lord of that voice cleaves mercilessly the man he was unhappy with.

Just a freshly finished weapon, the man's body cut lightly like paper.

You look pretty satisfied with that wonderful cleavage.

On Rael's face, a few drops of returning blood bounce.

"Um... what are you doing?

"What, I saved Rael because he was in danger. Dragon Man told me that maybe these guys are suspicious people..."

"- You killed people!? How can you stay like that!?"

Rael yells in an unbeatable voice.

I couldn't believe I could kill the same person and stay as flat as Richt.

I just know those men are good men, and anger overflows with similar emotions.

"Even when it comes to people... because they are enemies"

"If you're an enemy, can you kill even the same person!? Mr. Richt... doesn't think anything of it...?

"Ah."

Hearing Richt's reply, a grain of tears passed down on Rael's cheek.

Why, I don't know if I'm crying.

The more I try to stop it, the more and more tears are overflowing.

Both the baffled Richter voice and the handkerchief Atafta and the hasty Rosé are trying to give it to him.

Rael couldn't take it.