Chris escorts the lady and drops off the lady's friends, Karen and the others.
And then the lady came back to her room.
The maid leader, Merse, is frying incense tea (Kaoricha) to relieve the lady's mood.
The lady had a worrying look as she sat on the edge of the bed.
"Will your fathers be okay......"
"It's decided fine. Whoever they are, they have a magician A class husband here, right? You won't lose in case you do."
When Mr. Merse returns with a roasted incense tea (Kaoricha), he asks her to replace the lady.
"I'm going to take off my seat a little bit, please, my lady."
"... ok. Don't force it."
Mr. Merse seemed to have guessed, and gave me immediate permission.
But the lady looked even more anxious and grabbed my hem with a small hand.
"Lute, brother, where are you going?
"Rest assured. I remember I forgot something in my room, so I'm just gonna go back and get it."
'... is that right?'
The lady also seemed to have guessed, a dark face but let go of her little finger.
Make a bitter smile healthy enough to indulge in something.
"Be careful, you're going"
"Yes, I'm going. I'll be right back."
When I left the lady's room, I hurried back to the hall.
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"No. You can't take Lute."
My husbands were getting ready in the big hall.
The leftover dish shall be placed in a ceramic vessel and made into an impromptu field meal.
Weapons and protective equipment were removed from the armory to check for scratches.
My husband has already taken off his jacket and done something like shadow boxing to warm his body.
The wife wears the gear the maids have brought in in in a way she is used to.
Probably the weapon and protective gear I used during my pirate hunting days.
I ran over to Mr. Gigi, who was in command of preparing for the war, and told him that I wanted to take part in this battle myself.
One thing the other day - not only because of the lady, but because I don't feel comfortable not putting one bullet in the face of that stupid brother who insulted all my husbands.
But Mr. Gigi kicks ass.
I ate down.
"Why not! If I were you, I could use some magic, and it would be a force of war!
"No. Lute would be your lady's escort, wouldn't he? Abandon your mission and get out on the battlefield. What do you do? First of all, you don't have any experience in battle, do you? You take the inexperienced, you just pull your leg."
Stuck words in Mr. Gigi's honesty.
The number of participants on the husband's side is small.
It won't be less than fifty.
But we're all just people who've been through the last war and former adventurers who've been dating for a long time.
As a result, there is no complaining about collaboration.
It can be more discord to have newcomers in there who are inexperienced and not stepping on the number of places.
I even took Mr. Gigi's side to Mr. Mary, the deacon.
"That's right, Lute. You are the lady's escort and blood bag. Leave this battle to us. The people of Utah will be wiped out by us in no time."
I do have a husband on this side.
The morale of the other servants is also high.
The maids who take part in some of the battles become murderous and hold armor, armor and weapons from the top of their maid clothes.
The head chef, Malcolm, also appears to be joining the fight, with knives hanging all over his body.
It's like some kind of horror movie and I'm afraid of doom.
But I eat down.
"Yay, I certainly don't have any experience in battle, but I'm sure it'll do something..."
"I'm telling you no, give it up. Plus, Lute stay with the lady. And... protect the lady even if she changes her life. Please."
"Mr. Gigi?
Mr. Gigi asks me with strangely compelling eyesight and voice.
For a moment, I questioned him, but he got ready again.
"Gigi, just in case you have antisilver drugs to treat silver poison. Of course I have stockpiles. Mae?
The Vampires become as poisoned with silver as Dracula, who comes out in the world of previous life.
This poison cannot be removed with the usual antidote and is a natural enemy to the Vampires.
It can only be cured with an anti-silver drug, an anti-silver drug, dedicated to the case of silver poisoning.
That's why I didn't use silver products at all for regular dishes and accessories either.
"Absolutely. It is prepared as the responsibility of the chief of security to be able to respond adequately in times of need. I've already given instructions to pack it in the carriage."
"That's Gigi, he's working fast, Mae."
If I were any more, I would just get in the way......
I followed the Great Hall with a grace.
He comes back to the lady's room like a child who ran away from home after cutting his hair off.
I knocked, and after I replied, I opened the door.
"Excuse me. I'm sorry. I left my seat."
The lady leaks a sigh of relief when I show my face.
"Welcome home, Lute brother. Did you find anything you forgot?
Whether it's revenge that worried you, the lady has had a rare and mean return.
I smiled bitterly,
"No, I hurried back, remembering that my precious forgetfulness is here"
When the lady hears my response, she shyly dyes her cheeks and hides her face with a mini blackboard.
The lady has a really cute reaction.
"Kohon."
The air, which was pink with Mr. Merse's cough, returns to normal things.
She relaxed her mouth a little,
"Then let's hope your husbands win and be safe, and we'll wait at the castle"
We snort at Mr. Merse's words.
I won't tell you how much I want to go and fight with them any more, and I'll wish them victory.
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- Third Party Perspectives -
Puruckenen Blood, head of the Vampire tribe.
Rabino Blood
There are about fifty or more magicians B minus in the Vampire main house attached to them.
More than 950 other mercenaries have been requested and scratched by the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance).
About a thousand people in total.
Counts against are headed by Count Dan Gate Blood, Cellas Gate Blood.
Gigi, the chief guard, Mary, the deacon, and Malcolm, the chef.
More than forty other servants.
A total of about fifty people.
The power difference is twenty times greater.
But who on the Count's side is not pessimistic and has no sense of sadness at all.
Instead, I didn't break my spare attitude.
The place where the two houses are opposite each other is a plain about two hours away from the city where Lute and the others went to pick out presents.
Demonic races don't talk about problems within other clans.
Except to talk about it if it seems to annoy other species.
For this reason, it is manners to take care not to cause trouble to other races. As a result, an open place with no people was chosen.
"You've come a long way without escaping, fool! Today is the time to correct the treason you've been to the Vampires! They will surely succeed and fail!
Fat eldest brother Puruckenen wears himself in luxurious armor in vain, riding a bright white horn horse and exasperating.
Rabino, the narrow second son of his body beside him, also nods loudly at Puruckenen's words and has a humble look on his face.
"An act of treason is the fraudulent use of funds from the same clan as the last time - is that it? What is fraudulent is the funds paid by my seniors to attend the School of Mages...... First of all, isn't it sending more than twice as much money to the clan in the form of aid?"
"So shut up! Don't think your sins will disappear if you put your money back!
"My brother is right!
"Totally brother. You guys are as obsessive as ever. Come on, I wish I could leave you alone about me."
In contrast, the Count sighs like a shudder.
Such an attitude turned the other person's nerves even further upside down.
"Oh, Omae has always been! Have the qualities of a magician at the time of the three boys, and come up to level A! At my brother's minute! Stand down! Both of them!"
Mercenaries rush out in unison with the hanging of Purukenen.
The sorcerers all began to cast their sorcery in pieces.
"Brother, you really haven't changed."
The Count raises one hand to everyone and walks out one person.
I'll tell you to refrain because I'll do it.
A certain mass of muscle walks gracefully for two and a half meters naked in the upper body.
The magicians of the main house of the Vampire clan unleash their magic on the Count simultaneously.
Ice blades, flaming spears, arrows of water, whips of the wind - whether it's a small hand check or not to hurt mercenaries, elementary attack magic pours down on the rain showers and the counts.
"Ha-ha-ha! Um, you're more sophisticated than before. Inspiration, inspiration!
The Count advances his feet at an unchanged rate in the midst of massive attack magic.
It doesn't even scratch your body as much as hair.
"Fuck you!"
Finally mercenaries make contact with the Count.
One of the mercenaries waves down the great sword.
The Count doesn't even care.
"... Huh?
The Great Sword breaks as easily as a toy when it hits the Count.
Of course the Count is safe.
"Ha ha ha ha! You don't have enough training yet! That's a sweet step in there! Our lute is still stronger than this!
"Bubble!?
The man of the Great Sword blows up and rolls over to the Count's Decopin.
Meanwhile, the big axe is also swung down, and the bowgun arrow hits his head. The spear stepped in sharply and targeted the abdomen.
But no one hurts the Count.
"Then it's time for my seniors to attack!
As the Count clenches his right fist, he slowly squeezes back.
Huge muscles swell further and blood vessels float.
"Hmm!"
Flash!
The adventurers, who were swarming the Count in the aftermath, blow up like dead leaves.
Furthermore, the magic shockwave unleashed by the Count gently penetrated and destroyed the resistance made by the magicians in a ten-man cage.
If there was a lute on the spot, I would associate boring with "Strike! 'I would have screamed.
"Ko, you monster!
Puruckenen has a blue face and curses his real brother in the heart.
His brother, Dan Gate Blood, is a magician A class.
Relaxed, he was born with so much magic that he overflowed his body, but he himself was not good at either offensive or auxiliary magic.
For that reason, the Count grew up ridiculed from all around him in the beginning.
The treasure is rotten.
But the Count cared not at all, and forged his body as a weapon to fly out of the Demon Continent, gaining skill and continuing his practice of witchcraft with enthusiasm.
Thanks to this, you will meet the original method of attacking and defending the Count, who does not rely on attack magic or auxiliary magic.
Use magic overflowing from outside your body to defend and convert to attack. I can even tap into it at a distance, as I did earlier.
As a result, the Count gets the title of Mage A while in school.
My brother, Puruckenen, and Rabino, both have no talent as magicians.
At first, they ridiculed the unusable Count, with immense magic. But when I opened the lid, my youngest brother became a magician A class.
When I was a kid, I admired magicians.
My younger brother, who was looking downstairs, became a magician A only a handful of geniuses.
Jealousy, defeat, envy, inferiority - all sorts of emotions have at best made the Count as hostile as his parents' enemies.
If this were someone else, I wouldn't hate you so much.
It's the brothers who divided the blood that makes me crazy jealous.
With only one offense, the people on the main side of the house are depressed.
The Count will not be stabbed with a sword, nor will the magic work.
Without the means to counter it, victory is inevitable and morale is lost.
But the Count himself marvels at his advantage.
This is a rekindling of the last war, he said.
My brothers must have fought because they had a must-win strategy, or a way.
I don't know if it's a lethal trap against me, or a special sorcery, or a treasure class sorcery tool - but I don't know what it is.
The Earl observes the Puruckenen faction carefully.
That is the vendetta.
I was late to notice a change in my own faction.
"- Gaha...... ugh!
The scream of Sellas, the wife. And spit blood.
Wearing a gap in armor, a silver dagger pierces her side deeply.
The person who stabbed him - was Gigi, the chief of security.