Daniela and I go downhill. Unexpectedly, proceed slowly and vigilantly through the splendid stair-like slopes.

"Rabbit, do you realize that?

"Hmm? Oh, perfect."

"... is that true?

Refreshing.

"Ha... Look, I'm down this staircase right now. It's going in a different direction than the cliff."

"So... this doesn't go on at the bottom of the valley?

"Don't be."

So what are these holes made for... the only way to find out is to move on.

Down the stairs to some extent it became a flat path. It still doesn't follow to the bottom of the valley. Besides, lighting demon tools are placed at equal intervals. This cave is totally unpredictable, but Daniela seems to have all sorts of possibilities going around in her head, 'No...' and 'But...' leaking her own thoughts. Instead, I'm on guard, but honestly, Daniela is a little scared because of her ability to defy the enemy.

The road broke up second-hand about 10 minutes later. The road to the right goes further back. The road on the left is staircase again and continues downstairs. But it's the opposite direction from the cliff.

"Which way do you think this should go?

"... to the left"

"What's the basis for that?

"It's my idea."

Daniela's idea. I can trust you. If you're Daniela, I put my unmatched trust in you, so if you ask me, I'll just believe it and move on. For once, proceed with a grip on the pattern of the hips sword. When something happens, I'm the only one who can protect Daniela. I don't know if I need it.

Further down the stairs on the parting road for about 20 minutes. It took me a while because the stairs were wet with groundwater or something and it was very dangerous so I was slowly descending. Proceeding normally wouldn't take half an hour, but I didn't want to imitate slipping and falling on stairs that I don't know how far the hell it was going.

Down the stairs is the road again. I walk thinking it was a really long road, but the change suddenly appeared.

"Is someone there...?

It's a man's voice. Send Daniela an eye contact and proceed with a one-handed sword and a fine sword. Daniela's sign sensing and my sign sensing react simultaneously. I don't know, I think he showed up all of a sudden. Signs of shrinking some distance and then reacting, huh?

"There's that kind of magic prop. It's a magic tool that hides people."

Is there such a thing? There will be a variety of applications. When you want to hide yourself from something scary, or someone else. How it is used this time... I stood on the spot and gradually figured it out.

"To, human......?

It was a cage. A sturdy cage that creeps through the rocks and fits many iron bars there. If you look closely, there is magic flowing through each of those iron bars. Is this what Daniela said about the magic props? And he was imprisoned in such a cage...

"Orc......?

Yes, it was an oak. But it's not like a regular oak. Your skin is white, and most importantly, you speak human language.

"Help me! Get me out of here!

"No, no, no, no, I'm too suspicious"

"Please, I don't have time for this!

Oak pleading close enough to likely touch the noisy iron lattice. It's a little deliberative.

"Daniela, what do you think?

"... First of all, from our experience, this guy must be an unusual evolutionary individual."

Abnormal evolutionary individuals with high wisdom solve humanities.

"But if so, what the hell is this situation?

"I don't know... maybe it was an oak betrayal too"

White oak reacts to Daniela's words.

"Yes, it is. I was betrayed... by him, by him!

Dan! and the oak slapping hard on the ground distorts his face even remorsefully.

"So we need to get out of here, defeat him, and let everyone go..."

"I tell them I'm desperate, but I can't read the situation. Talk to me if you can."

Even if I think about it, I don't get an answer. I'm not going to pepper this guy's words, but if you let him speak from this guy, he might know what it is.

"... right. If you don't know the situation, you won't know what to do either. Okay. First, let's introduce ourselves. I am the king of oaks. His name is Arthur."

"King Arthur......"

You smell like a lie...... did this oak even pull out the chosen sword......

"I'm not like any other oak, apparently smart. I knew I was a different creature when I was born in this world. It feels like I was informed."

"Who taught you that?

"I don't know. It feels like I knew it by feeling. Sorry, I can't explain it well."

Is this something given to something called the wisdom of an abnormal evolutionary individual?

"So I grew up with the oak with a slightly different contents than the oak. And I thought. What a hard and hard world this world is."

Arthur, who held his fist in good stead, squeals small as he stares at the ground.

"One day my village was attacked… the adventurers arrived"

Arthur continues without raising his face.

"Women and children were killed indiscriminately, regardless. The little house that I finally built, joining forces with everyone, was defeated and burned. All the adventurers went around killing us with a distorted grin."

Little, painfully spoken, Arthur gives up his face. But the face doesn't seem to have feelings like resentment.

"But I knew. That's natural cooking. Orcs say demons are creatures that are killed by humans."

"So, you want to build this settlement and attack the village?

"No, you don't. I wanted to develop my village and create an environment where I could live on my own. As an oak that doesn't strike people, I wanted to change the way we all live. And slowly I wanted to be recognized as a country"

Is this orc the same? Does an abnormal evolutionary individual seek a country? Will they live in search of a resting place, undisturbed by anyone?

"I've seen guys like you before. He was likewise a demon but also a demon with a people-like wisdom. He was trying to make a country too."

Daniela says. Assault Cobolt, of course.

"But he was about to start his own country by destroying people by force. Are you saying you're not?

"... the person must have craved the country too, but I'm not. I didn't think about founding a nation for myself. I want everyone to live happily ever after. There is no fine dust, such as the intention to do harm to people!

"But one village was wiped out"

Yes, there's actually been damage. By the hand of an oak.

"Oh no... Oh no, you mean it was too late..."

Dan! and Arthur slapping the ground with remorse.

"I guess he did... that orc who betrayed me... Moldred did!

Moldred... that you betrayed Arthur...

"Moldred pushed me in here. It was two weeks ago."

"It was after the village was attacked."

"I'm sorry... I'm just being impudent, the villagers..."

Arthur apologizes while rubbing his head against the ground.

"I guess you didn't do anything, did you? Then you don't have to apologize."

"But it's my responsibility... to be king"

"Then you can live and make amends from now on"

I thought it was best. [M] Daniela looks at me and smiles like she's scared.

I don't know, is it because I met Beowulf and I knew there were guys who were good for demons? There's something about being an enemy to an honest guy like this. Of course, I kill Moldred, except Arthur.

"Live, okay? Is it right to live as an oak that doesn't strike people?

"Oh, that's good. I like that."

"... may I ask your name?

Arthur, who raised his face, looks at us with tears in his eyes.

"I'm a rabbit. It's Asagi-Kamiyashiro."

"I'm Daniela. Daniela-Vilsilf"

"Thank you... thank you, Lord Asagi, Lord Daniela. I have a favor for you both. Wouldn't you listen to me?

Me and Daniela look at each other and laugh.

"Oh, good."

"Let's hear it."

"Thanks...... thanks. Please!"

Arthur stands up, says.

"Help me! Get me out of here!

Me and Daniela's sword cleave the iron plaid. My hands were a little paralyzed, but to that extent, it didn't pose a problem at all.

"All right, I'm taking the country back."

"Let's go, Arthur"

King Arthur killed Moldred and was killed by Moldred. But we won't let that happen. Oak country not attacking anyone he says...... that's what I wanted to see. I wanted to see it. After all, I guess I'm heretical to join the demons. Daniela accepts me without saying anything... but if I have to... no, it's not about thinking right now.

Thus I met a captive king in the basement.

Come on, it's an ops meeting. I decided to help Arthur. If you don't think about what to explain to Virgil and the others here, it's going to be tough later.