Legend

"Ahhhhhhh!

With such a scream, Rhodos sets up a long sword and goes in.

Pack your time with the opponent and wave down your long sword in a hanging manner.

It is clear from the sharpness of its sword muscle that it was not the Seven Lights of its parents who ran up to Rank C Adventurers at a young age of teenagers.

But...

It's sweet.

Vihera, the recipient of it, says, plays the body of a long sword waved down on the side with her hand armor as she halves her body.

Even if the long sword used by Rhodos is for mock warfare and not bladed, I wouldn't normally be able to imitate that.

I wouldn't even say Ray and I are mutually...... but it was possible because Vihera has just enough strength to do it together.

The long sword, forcefully deflected from its orbit by its armor, slaps its tip on the ground as it is.

The power of the swung down blow is high, with grass, dirt, and stones scattered all around it… but Rhodos' hand is paralyzed by the shock and the movement stops for a moment as the blow was so powerful that it was slammed to the ground.

"Yes, over"

A moment when the movement stopped. That was too much of a gap for someone with the strength of Vihera.

Inside Rhodos' interval. At some point there is a figure of Vihella in a position that adheres almost closely, with a tricky impact on the side head.

Rodos, who found out that it was Vihella's armor on the side head, sighs small into such a perfect defeat that there is no more.

If Vihera had really hit the blow now, she'd lose her mind... because she understood that it was still a good idea and that her head was smashed.

"As I... Ke..."

Understand that you have a limb right near you that smells like Vihella, and Rodos accidentally gets stuck in words without being able to get the word out to the end.

Breathtaking for a moment at the smell of the slight sweetness that gives it a slight aroma, but as soon as it returns to me, it takes a few steps back and breathes heavily.

(Heh)

Elk, who was watching the battle, shrugs inside out.

Lodos admiring his own mother, Minn, and not very interested in women his age, but because his attitude toward Vihera was clearly different from what he had before.

Maybe he was interested in some other woman, not his mother?

That's what I think in my heart, but I immediately shake my head to the side.

I'm glad my own son did have an interest in heterosexuality. But the other guy was decidedly bad.

I made her the 2nd Empress of the Bestian Empire, not so much an alias from what Ray told me, but so much a battle freak that in the labyrinth city of Exil she was called the Mad Beast.

That's not the only person Rodos can do something about.

Even more decisive...

"Well, Ray. You fell in love with my strength a little bit?

Yes. Vihera, with her armor off Rhodos' side head, asks as she grins toward Ray.

The time spent together is short, but it was also clear to Elk's eyes that a woman named Vihera was actively appealing to Ray.

(pathetic while my son... in the case of Rodos, I wouldn't even be able to plunder love or anything)

At the end of his son's love, Elk looks away at the Seremouth Plains.

It was an elk with lots of things to include against Theorem, but just being with that Theorem... it wasn't that there was anything in particular about Vihera, who was running away from the country years ago.

That doesn't change knowing that Vihela is the second princess, and before that, Elk now has a flash of keziness on his battle against Theorem, and he's not going to do anything against Theorem any more.

Whatever's on the inside.

When Elk thinks inside like that, Ray nods and opens his mouth as he leans against Seto and watches the simulated battle between Vihera and Rodos.

"That's just Vihera. The way my body moved was smooth, and I can't find anything to complain about."

"Pfft, right?... So, what do you say? Why don't you fight Ray, too?

It was an inviting lustrous flush, but Ray shook his neck sideways with a bitter smile.

"Unfortunately, we'll be traveling in the afternoon. I want to be a little slow right now."

"Already."

Vihera gives a look of dissatisfaction with a slight pointy lip on the words of a boring Ray.

Earlier flush and now obstinate expression. Several of the guard knights watching those two stain bright red to their ears.

You must have noticed that. Vihera opens her mouth with a grin.

"What do you say, knights, why don't you fight me for a second? If we win, we might have something good to do, right?

Until Ray lost, he publicly stated that if he beat himself, he could be held, and he wanted his beauty to be used as bait to fight.

But now that I'm in love with Ray for losing, I'm not going to imitate that.

Still imitate the gloss without stopping it.

Even if I lost, I wasn't willing to forgive my chastity.

In a way, it can also be described as the presence of eating worm flowers.

Fortunately, however, at this time, no one was like hooked to it.

No, I wouldn't have known if I could afford a few minutes, but my voice echoed around me before it did.

"The lunch break is over, we're leaving!

It was Dusker who told him that while he showed up.

Speak to Vihera with a troubled grin somewhere.

"Your Highness, if anything happens to you, I can't be held responsible for this. If an adventurer is opponent, you can make any excuse, but that's exactly when a knight is opponent..."

"Oh, too bad. But, Larks, the Horseman of the Borderline has a lot of people standing up for him, right?

"That's well, because my territory is a gilm on the border"

When a monster flood occurs, adventurers naturally take care of the guards and knights in the Guild.

There will also naturally be more disturbances between adventurers just because more adventurers come together.

Especially with regard to the latter, it is normal for the guards to suppress it, but when it is out of the control of the guards, they also ask for support from the knights.

In other words, you are more likely to deal with adventurers beyond the control of the guard than you are a knight, and that amount of power is also questioned.

"Gilm, huh. He's also home to Ray, and I think I'll give him a look when this mess settles."

"That's... no, I can't say anything"

It was a dasker to say for a moment, but I smile small and bitterly and give it back like that.

As for the position of Larks Borderline Uncle, more armed adventurers are most welcome and I do not intend to reject them.

However, in the case of Vihela, there is a position of second princess of the Bestian Empire.

No matter how many of them had publicly declared that they had already run away from the royal family, it was obvious that it would be troublesome if those in such a position were in the Guild.

Mostly, by a little from the Kings.

At the same time, we are cooperating this time, but not apart from the aristocracy.

Especially since the Duke of Kelevel and his environs, who are also central figures of the nobility, are still servants, some of whom seem to think that nobility is supreme and civilians are trash alike.

(Well, I can't even say neutral about other factions)

Even if I think of a few neutral faces behind Dusker's brain that I think are connected to aristocrats and kings, I shake my head small and erase them.

"Right, I'll take the time to consider it when this thing is over. Of course, as lords of the Guild, you're welcome to be an armed adventurer."

"Really? Then let me look forward to it."

I guess you decided you took a single word for it. Vihera weaves a robe that was stripping off to the meadows because it would get in the way of the battle.

A few knights sighed unfortunately at the sight, but when Dusker turns his gaze, it also disappears quickly.

I exhale unexpectedly in anticipation of the upcoming martial arts tournament in the Bestian Empire and all the troubles that accompany it.

Of course, I thought about them all, considered them, and decided to work with Theorem in this way, but still, there's no reason why I don't think about it.

But there is no reason for me to shake myself, who is in the status of Larks Borderline Uncle and is also a central figure of the neutrals.

That's what I decide, and I open my mouth again with a temper.

"I told you the lunch break was over! You're resting forever!

I say the same thing when I showed up here earlier, and I rush the line.

I only took the day break for about an hour, but still wanted to earn more distance by night.

At night, they are weak undead like skeletons and zombies, but many wander this Seremus plain and attack their living selves.

(Especially now that it's still hot)

Reminds me of the zombie rot that I smelled several times, and Dusker exhales a bitter sigh.

The resentment of those who died in the spring war wanders the land as undead as skeletons and zombies.

Of course the spring war was an overwhelming victory on the part of the Kingdom of Mireana. But there was no reason why the soldiers of the Kingdom of Mireana were not dead, and many of the zombies wore the armor of the Royal Mireana Army.

Adventurers, knights, soldiers, and more. Various people are dying in the spring war, and those resentments create undead.

(If I can do something about it, this is gonna be the best colony I've ever had)

While thinking so purely as nobility of the Kingdom of Mireana rather than factions, I still immediately shake my head and change my mind.

Now is not the time to think about it, but to be able to help with the fight competitions taking place in the Bestian Empire.

"Dear Dusker, we're ready. You can leave at any time."

You can hear me from behind. Return to me with that voice.

Looking around, everyone who was on the spot until a little while ago had already disappeared, riding on horses, or to carriages.

There's a ray spanning over Seto, just like everyone else is already ready except themselves.

Turning his gaze toward Chirali and the carriage he rides, there is the axe of the Thunder God led by Elk.

As an escort, I guess I'll still have to stay outside in that role until Dusker gets in the carriage.

"Sorry, I'll be leaving soon"

Mumble to no one and get in the carriage.

Immediately after that, the elks boarded up and were ready to leave.

With the afternoon sun falling, a row of Duskers continues down the Seremouth Plains.

Sometimes the Undead are still inactive during the day, and the Monsters are almost non-existent in the Seremus Plains.

At any rate, it's the Seremouth Plains, where countless undead exist. Even if there were some monsters, as soon as it was night, the undead would attack them and scatter their lives.

I guess I know that even for a monster. Only monsters confident in their own power, or unthinkable around them, existed on the Seremouth Plains.

There is no way for such monsters to resist the number of violence, and the lucky ones escape from the Seremouth Plains, and for the most part feed on the undead, a vicious circle that will result in their joining in and an extra number of undead.

Still, there are few travellers on this Seremus plain, probably because it is still the shortest distance connecting the Bestian Empire with the Kingdom of Mireana, only the meadows and not a bad road.

That is why I notice that a single carriage is coming from the bestian side of what we are aiming for as we proceed along the Seremouth Plains.

Just in case, the knights are ready to pull out their weapons at any time.

Two people, Theorem and Vihera, hide themselves from each horse in the shadow of the carriage in case they might know their faces.

Ray also takes the Death Size out of the Mystering so that he can respond immediately when something happens.

With a giant sickle death size in your hand, wouldn't it stand out in your situation for a moment now? And I thought to myself, Ray, but I immediately decide that this is now when I'm on Ceto.

(Still, there's only one other carriage. Compared to that, there are three of us. Are you gonna attack me in that situation? Besides, we're close to overpowered.)

Dasker's line of power is not what he would do with an escort, no matter what he thinks at a time when Elk and Ray and Vihella have Theorem. He is also a guard who plays knights in Griffon's Seto and in the guilds of the border.

Even for Dusker himself, he originally had experience in the Knights of the King's Capital and lacked training.

If this much fighting power were to exist, Dusker, you would be an extra skilled man or an idiot who has no idea.

(Well, it's unlikely that that carriage will hit this way)

Ningro, a carriage ridden by a merchant bound for the Kingdom of Mireana, is most likely.

But... the wagon, which was running well, slows down the speed of seeing the Duskers.

Whatever you think, we have some business to do, and everyone turns their attention to the carriage as they get nervous.

And as the carriage that came towards me stopped right near the Rays, the carriage door opened.

It was a woman in her 20s who showed up from there.

The woman, who should be described as a rigid beauty, turns her gaze to the Rays as she gets off the carriage...

"Is that Ciance?

Around, Theorem's voice echoed.