Legend

When Ray and Noise were talking in the pit room in the arena, there was a group of people running on horses inside the imperial capital.

At the head of it is Vihera, a beautiful woman dressed in thin clothes that the other side can see through.

After Vihela, he follows such conditions as Tiyur, Theorem, Ciance, Cuken, and the other knights.

Merclio is the one who is trying to be protected in the middle of such a group.

Merclio at first glance looks like a dear personality, but still only the royal family and not bad at riding horses.

No, what appearance was, I was never bad at riding horses on the back or anything like martial arts.

That would be obvious if we looked at Vihera, who came from the same mother.

A group of cavalry nearly thirty horsemen in total were blasting the imperial capital straight towards the main entrance.

When we headed to the castle, it was a walk. How did the line get the horse? The answer was simple, and I took it out of the stables in the castle.

Horses that we couldn't get through at that time are thrown out of the stables, and we are also doing small work that slows the pursuit down a bit.

… but not one or two stables in the castle. If we find out about the Vihelas, the pursuit unit will soon go to the other stables to take the horses.

Nor did he kill any horse who freed him from the stables. They should be captured as soon as they have time to join the chase.

That is why the group, led by Vihela, pushes straight through the capital.

Fortunately, the audience won't be back from the arena yet. Thanks to this, the number of inhabitants on the road is not that high, because if we see the Vihelas running their horses with great momentum, we can quickly avoid getting in the way - or being stunned - and evacuate to the edge of the road.

"I knew it would be nice to keep Merclio out on finals day. If this were a normal day, we would have jumped the inhabitants and moved on."

Vihera squeaks as she sees the inhabitants rushing off the road, but Merclio sighs unexpectedly when she hears that voice.

"If that were to happen, we probably wouldn't be able to get the support of the people for what's to come."

I just whined a little, and in a state running on a horse, the words disappear into the air without anyone hearing them.

In fact, if you were jumping a people without any sins, it was easy to predict that the 1st prince faction, who supposedly set up this case, would be happy to hustle it down and try to discredit Merclio.

(No, you probably decide that even if there weren't actually any injured people out there, they were there. If you look over there, my reputation is as low as it gets.)

Even as I narrow my eyes to feel comfortable with the experience of running while cutting the wind I haven't felt in a long time, I won't stop thinking inside.

While doing so, it would be like Merclio's habit not to stop thinking inside.

But from the outside, he just looks like he's smiling worryingly.

In fact, Cuken was in love with such a Merclio figure.

... By the way, why Cuken is in this line, because many people have seen him acting with Theorem and others.

Not only are the knights guarding the room where Merclio was under house arrest, but many others, including other maids, have seen him guide the Theorames in the castle.

If it had remained in that state in the castle, it would undoubtedly have been visibly captured and information drawn by the 1st Prince who planned this case.

In addition to Küken, he also snuck into the castle as a maid, a servant, or a soldier, so even if he was in the castle any longer, he was just going to get out of it without profit.

Residents are dismayed to drop off such a group that runs majestically among the imperial capital.

"... hey, weren't you at that head of the line, Your Highness Vihella?

"That's what I looked like too... but wasn't it a rumor that you ran away?

"You're late for information. Whatever. They brought my son-in-law back to coincide with this fight, didn't they? I've been told that I saw His Royal Highness Vihella heading towards the castle a while ago."

"... son-in-law? Anyway, then everything runs around town like that."

"Is that... because there was a son-in-law in that group?

"I felt like I saw it, there seemed to be noble people or something, but could His Highness Vihella choose nobility as son-in-law?

"Uh... I know. That nobleman is definitely in love with His Highness, Vihella. My relatives are soldiers of the Imperial Army, and I've heard of them."

"... is that true? I don't know about that Vihella... but what's rampant all over the city like that?

"Come on? Isn't that your hobby or something?

In that way, rumours were spreading that Vihera herself would come close with a grin in many ways if she heard it, but she would never know it.

... but if Ray misunderstands this rumor at a later date, there will be a few Vihelas worried like maidens... to be seen among the likes of Merclio, Tiyur and Theorem.

Whatever it is, horses running all over the city approach the main entrance while they see it.

Usually there are guards at the main entrance, which would naturally close the gate in such cases. But there is never a way for the gates to close before the Vihelas are on their way now.

On the contrary, I can even see a few knights on horseback at the side of the gate waving big when they come early.

"Apparently, you've taken control of the gate as planned."

Vihera grins with satisfaction.

Yes, for rescuing Merclio from the castle in this case, we must always go through some gate that is present on the walls of the Imperial City when we flee. That's why he planned to gather up some of Theorem's men ahead of time to control the main entrance.

... although there was something close to my hobby that was entirely Vihella's discretion around choosing the main entrance with the most security.

At first I suggested that Theorem should flee through a less secure gate, but if it were normal, no one would break through the front gate by such means. In other words, Theorem had no choice but to snort at the words of poking at the opponent's opinion and the opinion that naturally the road leading to the main entrance was huge and that even if this group rode a horse and ran at full speed, it was small to worry about jumping people.

It would also have been convenient to go to the battle forces gathered at the call of Vihela and to the place where the Third Prince's forces were waiting.

Keep pushing, rendezvous with the knights who were waiting, and break through the main entrance, which was thought to be the greatest difficulty in escaping the Empire City lightly.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

To Vihera, who tells the knights who have joined him, the knights who have received the word nod small, transferring their gaze to Merclio, in the middle of the group and near Theorem.

"Your Highness, you're safe and above all."

"Oh. You put in a lot of trouble."

Short word exchange. But only then did the verbal knights feel satisfied, full of energy, and uplifted from the depths of their bodies.

It would be an act because we are a third prince who recognises Merclio as our own master.

Tiyul is the one who looks at such knights with a slightly dissatisfied gaze.

Because I was not convinced of Vihella's attitude to it, even though she called me out.

Is there something like the difference between the third prince sect serving Merclio and Tiyur, who is intoxicated by Vihera?

"Your Highness Merclio, if we continue down the road, we can rendezvous with those who will help us."

Merclio nods at Theorem's words and opens his mouth.

"So where will we be based at the moment? That's not gonna make it camp all the time, is it?

"Yes, we are going to the territory of Count Obrisin, who answered Lord Vihella's call"

"Count Obrisin? Surely his territory starts here...... oh, I see. Sure, that might be nice."

Merclio, who does not say until the end and is convinced.

Count Obrisin is a famous martial artist.

I am confident in my own strength and highly confident in my own force.

That's why I have the trouble of asking those who interact with me to do it too.

Such Count Obrisin had exchanges long before Vihela left the country.

Only those who seek strength from each other, I guess it's only natural that they felt comfortable.

And the biggest thing was that Vihera and Count Obrisin stood together and Vihera became the winner.

As a result, the Earl of Obrisin belonged to the Second Imperial Party.

... but in the end, Vihela ran away from the Empire and the Second Imperial Party was dissolved.

If Tiyur is to preside over the Second Imperial Sentence, I may say that Count Obrisin presides over the Second Imperial Martial Arts.

However, he was completely specialized in martial arts as an individual, and he was not a good commander of troops.

I go in from myself and inspire soldiers led by myself with that martial courage. A man who can only fight that way.

Still, my force as an individual is high, and I have been invited by several nobles to join my faction since Vihela ran away, but I refuse all of that.

If you want to draw yourself in, show the strength you deserve.

Around here, we can say something similar to Vihera, who was only supposed to forgive his body to a man stronger than himself.

"Is Count Obrisin the same?

Teolame grins and nods bitterly at Merclio, who asks as he remembers the face of his grim beard, past the back of his brain.

"Yes, he is a strong person of all sorts and habits, but nonetheless, as soon as Master Vihella requested it, he rushed to me"

"... I hope you remember that I was the quickest one to respond to Master Vihella."

Merclio nods naturally to Tiyul, who just tells him not to forget himself.

"Of course I do. Because of you, my sister was able to gather troops so quickly."

Words as if to incite, but also the number of aristocrats actually gathered due to Tiyur's bargaining power, which is by no means just incitement.

You must have understood that Merclio thought so without falsehood. Tiyul also nods contentedly without saying anything more.

"What Count Obrisin... you know?

Behind such a line, he asks a colleague of the Third Prince's who Cuken is running next door.

Cuken, who plays a missionary or intelligence role, but never saw the real thing of Count Obrisin.

He's heard a lot about the most rumors, and his cheeks are subtly drawn.

"Oh. I am close to Master Vihella, and I am a samurai and have enough fighting power.... Well, since he's either a samurai himself, and he can't lead the troops, it's up to him to be gathered together."

"... Normally in that case, don't you have a deputy who's good at leading soldiers or something?

It was a natural doubt that Cuken had, but it was only unique to ordinary military personnel, or nobles.

The knight of a colleague - who doesn't even wear armor now - opens his mouth with a bitter smile at the words of such a queen.

"I don't know why, but they don't gather talent of that kind under Count Obrisin. Well, given Count Obrisin's character, I guess it feels like a bunch of similiars."

"Similar, hey. I'm scared in so many ways."

Imagine the sight of a musculoskeletal big man coming straight in a group, and Cuken frowns unexpectedly.

Besides, it's not unified unlike a normal army, it's just an individual.

I haven't been able to take things like troop coordination, but instead, if it's normal, I'll continue to fight if my battle isn't affected by the kind of damage my troops would withdraw from.

If you fight as an enemy, you will suffer damage that should not have existed, and it is difficult to put it under control if you fight as an ally.

Sure, individual force may be expensive, but it's only harmful to the allies if they can't control it. Cuken thinks that way, but it seems the knights moving next door were different.

"Well, it depends on how you use any kind of force. In fact, given Count Obrisin's name as a prominent ally of Master Vihella, you can largely predict that area, can't you?

"... well, I'm sure you do"

What happens if I accidentally decide to command that unit? The moment I thought about it that way, it was me walking past the back of Cuken's brain, walking right and left, dropping off a unit that wouldn't listen to its orders and go into its enemies.