I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

The exhausted Sil tribe, Zazu 100 and a few people, were all tired and tired but moving their feet diligently.

Replace the horses with those who can no longer run, lend their hands and shoulders to those who are likely to fall, and follow the lead of the Knights to hasten the way to Fort Yugfena.

Many have close limits, as the uphill continues all the way up. Still, I don't try to slow down because I'm scared when the noise of contention I hear from behind me will catch up on my back.

Looking back, I see the Denzel Army and the Yugfena Border Guard fighting.

That's a lot lower down there, so I could see the whole thing.

A meeting where he was assaulted from the rear and his position reversed, nestled in the thoughts of the Denzel side.

If the Denzel side falls, it is shot with a bow from Fort Yugfena, and if the Yugfena side falls, it is wound into fire from the tent of the Denzel army. It's likely to develop into a tragic killing because we're in a backwater formation with each other and there's no escape.

I accidentally narrowed my eyes and looked down at the battlefield.

You can't even see it because you're so far away, but you notice yourself searching for black in the colors of people who get into it.

"Almost there, good luck"

To the lid, one of the knights who had been silent so that he could lurk his breath spoke to the Sil tribe.

That wasn't Altras, it was Arxian language, but you somehow figured out what it meant, and you look like the Cyrus relieved. For the peace of mind, we have reached a point where the enemy cannot find us even if one knight speaks up.

'Till the fort, they say, is only a few moments away. Let's go, if we get to the fort, we can rest'

I'm walking around trying to pull my body together when I flutter, tapping a child's shoulder around the same age and I'm also speaking up. The horse I was riding had already lent it to the Syl children younger than me. As a nobleman, I hate it, but I'm used to walking extensively in marching practice.

Because it's heading northeast, or the temperature slowly drops. Because we are approaching the Black Mountains. The snow clouds hanging in the mountains all year round also darkened a little around them, dropping creepy shadows. The heartless or the feet of the Syls are quicker.

Eventually, ahead of us, there was a cave.

The Knights jump in there without hesitation. The Shir tribe, the Chaldeans' territorial army, followed suit.

There is little air in the cave even though it is dark and summer. I feel a little chilly and calm. Some of the knights have blurred lights in their hands, and thanks to that, they only know the direction of travel.

What the knight has is a luminescent stone that can solidify the phosphorus powder of the lightmoth? Hard to see rare items, but the lights are very similar to the lightmoths of the night.

The lights in the hands of the knight, after a while, raised the stone door to the front.

Viscount Cardia, you have arrived at Fort Yugfena.

A knight walking right in front looks back with a delightful look on his face. I could see the obvious relief.

Wait a minute, watch the other side, are you there?

But the expression of relief scratches away in an instant with the voice raised by one of the knights who was at the door.

"I guess that's because we're on wartime alert. We usually keep a lookout in front of the door to prevent deserters. It's not a good idea to cross borders easily."

"So long as it's done, so is it?

I was listening to the knights' conversation in front of the door, but it doesn't fall to my heart as the reason I'm somewhat unattended. At the very least, it is too weak to keep an eye on this hidden passage, which is a path that allows direct entry into the castle fort from the outside.

I couldn't wipe away a hint of a bad feeling and I opened my mouth to both of them.

"Sometimes just in case. Wouldn't it be better to ask what's going on inside the castle fort before letting in the Sil?"

The knights looked at each other and then snorted at me.

"Let the Syls take a little break here. I want the Knights' Third Squad to spend half of their escort, and half of the Chaldeans' army, for what if ever. Explore the rest of the Fort."

Copy that, sir.

When I nodded without objection, one of the knights came forward. He begins to tell me something by diving into his voice quite a bit.

"… may Viscount Cardia come with us inside, if possible? There is no guarantee that Denzel soldiers will not catch up here. If that happens, the Sil could end up in chaos. We can protect you from enemy soldiers, but we probably can't get around to the mess of being escorted."

I looked up seriously at the face of a knight who said so in a serious voice. There's a tough look on my face there, and I accidentally take a step back.

Even though I managed to snort, the knight did not break his grim expression and began to talk about separating the squad from this.

I exhale one too and loosen my body's strong tension. I ordered Gunter to split the squad in two and told the Shills to rest here for a little while as they would check the situation ahead.

"Well, it looks like we're ready, so we're leaving"

So one of the knights cried out, and he that entered the fort lined up before the door. A few people move the stone building door to the side, and the raw wind blows in just a little with the sound of zuzzle,.

Was it even hung in the dark, and the end that opened the door remained dark. Into the fort from the cave surrounded by Gunter the escort and three other knights, it was the great hall on the northernmost side of the castle fort. We crawled out on the back of a giant tapestry with the Arxian crest on the altar where the castle fort master sits down at a nightclub.

"... it's quiet"

There's nothing in the hall but our breath. It was so quiet there that even the sound of someone swallowing a sawdust was heard so vividly.

"Up... let's go up. There must be an archer."

The knight who said so took the lead, and we moved from the Great Hall to the Noble House.