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"Well, let's hear the story of your sudden return."

"It's an incredible story, but the squad I kept was wiped out, except for the soldiers who came back here, including me."

"What!?

A knight located above me is astonished.

That's right.

The number of soldiers I kept was 100. There are five soldiers back.

I can't think of anything normal like doing that kind of damage.

"This is not a liability issue."

"I am very aware of that."

I can't help being held accountable.

Some of the deceased soldiers have families.

The family thinks they work as regular soldiers. Yet at the end of the visit, some were killed as bandits and were to continue wandering the labyrinth as undead.

We must do whatever we can to convey the danger of our enemies.

"That's just how much damage you've done. I can't make a decision."

"It's..."

The person in front of you is also the head of the fort.

There is only one person and so on who is in a higher position than the head of the fort.

Let me tell you something.

"This, Dear Pesh..."

A blonde man comes in with only a breastplate on top of his rough outfit.

He is the third prince of the kingdom of Metis, Pesh Meticalia.

Master Pesh in silver armor from time to time, but this is a Bandit's Azito, and I couldn't go in and out like I knew it was Master Pesh to such a place. So he was dressed like he was a bandit. However, wearing a borough cloth is deceitful on the chest because his pride did not allow it.

"Why is Master Pesh here?

"Because I heard a report. According to the report, at the foot of the mountain, far from Kaluke, the bandit Ajito... we found the wreckage."

I get upset not thinking about that report.

The wreckage of that aside, we have already seen it, too.

"I could have expected the troops to be in a state of devastation from there. If there's survival, I think he should come back here, and I've just been packing it since yesterday."

"Was it..."

"Oh, I have to go home tomorrow morning, so I'll ask for a brief report."

How will I be judged when I hear the reports I'm about to make?

I want you to give me a chance to avenge Tom and the others if you can.

"One of my troops attacked a merchant who was using the streets."

"Yeah. That's when the merchant's escort caught some people, right?"

"I'm sorry to bother you about that"

At that time, I was in a hurry anyway.

I was telling my men to never just imitate what they would always catch. If we get caught, we'll lean toward the poor position of Master Pesh.

So I relied on Master Pesh without one or two, and used my authority as a royalty to decide, 'It's a misunderstanding that they are bandits'.

"I don't mind about that. So what happened?

"Later, more people attacked me in retaliation, but..."

I couldn't tell you from there.

"Become...!

I couldn't believe the sight that happened in front of me.

One of the soldiers died suddenly while making a report.

My head burst all of a sudden without touching it.

My body was heavily bathed in bright red blood splashed from the body of the soldier who was making the report.

"What do you mean!?

The same is true of the knights who were listening to the reports just as confused by the sudden events.

"Calm down."

"But..."

"The soldier died with his head bursting in the middle of making a report. Perhaps whoever wiped out the troops was planting something to burst when they tried to tell us who they were so they wouldn't know who they were."

"I see."

That was half-heartedness of what I would say.

It was known as royalty that such a thing was possible for dark attribute magic, but it would still require considerable skill to burst so vividly.

I really need to know who I can do that with.

"Let's go."

"Which way?

"I guess there are other soldiers back there"

"Ha, we're keeping you waiting in the separate room"

Let the knight take the lead and move him to another room.

The room was filled with various entertainment items in the room used by the soldiers during the break, so that there was no alcohol but also drinks.

The soldiers who ran a long way back to the fort were lenient, but the moment they saw me coming into the room, they set their posture right.

"Fine. Just want to hear the report in person, so you can make it easier."

"Um, but..."

There was a soldier with a bad tooth cut.

The soldier was losing his word when he saw me.

This is not an attitude in which a high-profile person decides to appear suddenly. Oh......

"You don't have to worry about this blood. It's not my blood, it's my blood."

"Ha..."

My body is stained bright red because I bathed in the blood of a man who was captain. I just want to get dressed fast if you've heard the report and given me the minimum instructions.

"The captain must have told you the report."

"I also heard it from him. It's like a corroboration to hear from you."

"Okay."

This man is the man who kept him as a deputy in the army. You should leave it if it is.

"You there."

"Ha."

Call the tall soldier who was in the back.

"Can you tell me who destroyed my troops?

"Ha, merchant's -"

I couldn't tell you where to go from there, just like the captain.

The soldier who reported to me was in the back, so the blood splashed from his body was to be bathed by three other soldiers.

"What is this? Huh!

I also know what makes you want to scream that way.

But I need you to keep reporting here.

"So is there someone who can answer my question?

"I don't like it. If you talk about him, you're gonna die."

Sounds like it.

"May I ask you one question?

"Go ahead."

"Master Pesh seemed to know that whoever answered the question would be like that. That means the captain..."

"Oh, he died in the middle of a report, too"

But the two dead soldiers left us a clue.

We could both say 'merchant's -'. It would be the 'merchant's escort' that I can relate to from there.

They've wasted valuable troops. The merchant as well as the escort must be held accountable. In order to do this, we need information to identify the person.

"Apparently, when you talk about them, they're magical enough to die. Then it's a simple story. You just have to report it without talking."

A soldier is leaning his neck against my words.

The break room is equipped with parchment and a pen, although it is an easy substitute.

"Just an overview here, so you can write it"

"I see."

The moment one of the soldiers moved his hand with a pen, he made a pan and a noise and the soldier's head burst.

"Can't you do this too?"

They say death comes not just 'talking' about them, but 'telling' them.

Oral and handwritten reports seem to tell.

See one of the two remaining.

"Oh, I..."

"You don't have to answer my question. If my question is right, shake your head and affirm it."

"Yes..."

Nor can the soldiers resist my demands.

If we refuse to report, we will have failed in our reporting obligations, which are imposed on military personnel, and the soldiers will be punished. They had no choice but to complain about reports that they might be able to avoid death.

"Was it the 'merchant's escort' that wiped out the troops?

A soldier shakes his head vertically without saying anything.

Immediately after that, his head ruptures and sprinkles blood.

The rest compartment was stained bright red by massive amounts of blood erupting from the three bodies.

"I am already ready"

The last remaining deputy man says so,

"No, I don't know what method to try anymore. Still, I only found out that I was wiped out by the merchant's escort for making four sacrifices. That day, I found a merchant who was using the streets at that hour for a blood festival."

"Please don't do that!

A man who was a deputy officer grabs my arm and tells me to stop him.

You mean so many opponents?

"Sorry"

"Okay. Try not to get involved with escorts if you're up to it. But as for the merchants..."

At that time, the light that was plugged into the rest room with the sound of the ground disappeared and suddenly dimmed inside the rest room.

"What happened?

I'm pretty sure something happened out there.

Running over to the window, a huge wall stood to cover the fort.

I've never had anything like it before.

"Ah, ah..."

The same was true of the knight who came with him to the break room, confused by the sight that was spreading outside, but the man who was a deputy saw a completely different place and fixed his gaze.

Following that gaze, there was one boy and three girls outside the fort.

"He..."

The moment I said that word, the man who was my deputy was also dead.

Exactly. If four people were allowed to see their heads burst in a row, they would know that even if they hadn't seen the moment to burst, the sound alone had died.

And the last words he said.

An adventurous foursome outside the fort destroyed my unit. Ten himself.