Legend

That report came in days or so after Ray joined the rebels.

Again today, using the King's armor, soldiers of the Order came under Ray, who was struggling to be able to use the King's armor at all, to teach him what it was like to be a formidable enemy against the rebel forces.

"Hih!

The soldier must have been the first to see the King's armor. I scream unexpectedly the moment I see Ray.

Still, the fact that I was able to scream rather than be unable to move showed the high level of competence of this soldier.

Ray, who sees a soldier in a screaming preaching order, disarms the king's armor.

At the same time, soldiers sitting still enduring that intimidation near Ray accidentally leak their breath of relief to the ground.

I do mean to confront Ray, who activated the King's armor a few times, but still, it's not something I get used to right away.

predators relative to absolute predators. I don't suppose you'll get used to it any sooner than it is in such a situation.

I turn my gaze toward such soldiers and toward the soldiers who came after watching Seto fall asleep nearby.

"So, what the hell is going on? I think I'm here for something."

A screaming and groaning soldier returns to me in Ray's voice.

I remember why I came here.

"Master Theorem wants you to come to HQ as soon as possible."

"... Huh?

In spite of your training... that's what you call yourself, even though you train to survive when you encounter a powerful enemy. Ray could have imagined that some urgent business could have been done.

"Okay, I'll be right there"

It was only natural, in a sense, that the soldiers who heard that word had a relief look on their face.

It was just over a dozen seconds opposite Ray, who used the King's armor. It was a short time, not even a minute later, but it was still severely depleted with both strength and strength.

Although this is slightly less intimidating than the first time I trained with the troops of Karaza using the armor of the King. Just a small difference, but still surely the training conducted in the last few days had undoubtedly elevated Ray's magic manipulation skills.

Still, it was true that there was something harsh about facing Ray this way if you tried it on the soldiers.

Therefore, I was happy that it was temporary but it would be a break...

Ray nods at the soldier and opens his mouth toward Seto, who was sleeping nearby.

"Seto, I'm sorry, can you ask for a replacement?

"Gru?"

Seeing Ceto tilt his neck and throat, the soldiers' cheeks cramp.

Indeed, the intimidation emanating from the existence of Ray was so great that I could manage it, that it was the best I could do. But it is also true that there is still a side to Ray being a person, and that is why he was indulged.

But the next thing we know, we're trying to train ourselves is Griffon, a Rank A monster.

If I were a person, I would still be able to withstand it, but I really had something to pull my back on when I thought that monsters, not people...

"That, Lord Ray. If you can, the..."

A soldier in his mid-twenties calls out to Ray like that in fear, but Ray opens his mouth without hearing it to the end.

"I'll tell you what, I don't know what means the enemy is going to use. Then, naturally, we'll make the most of it so we can cope with it, right?

Still, it was the unanimous thought of the soldiers that they would not come out with a Rank A monster, but Ray calls out to Seto without lending an ear to it.

"So Seto, please. Don't do any physical damage."

Is moral damage good?!? Those were the soldiers I wanted to scream at, but there was no way I could do that.

In the end, when Seto stood between him and Ray, who was leaving with the soldiers, he could not chase him any further.

And...

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

To the voice of Seto, who rang high using the king's intimidation, the soldiers who were there stood up on the spot, or lost their hips and went to the ground.

Some of them leaked out of fear and shock... that's another story.

"Les, Lord Ray. I heard something terrific coming from now on."

Turn your gaze toward Ray, where soldiers walk next door in unintentional ways to the roaring voice you hear from behind.

But when it comes to the person with that gaze, he looks like he cares nothing about his shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. Seto was free here, too. You're very motivated."

"... motivated, is it?

If you're going to hear so much noise, I don't want you to be motivated when you deal with your allies at least.

I only want you to be motivated when you face your enemies.

He was a soldier who thought so from the bottom of his heart.

There was some confusion among the positions as to what happened to Seto's roar now, but the noise soon subsided because there was no reason why there was something like it would end up.

The soldiers also have Ray... It is already widespread that Ray, who has a deep red alias that demons Griffon, is in their company, and many people have experienced and understand that Ray is training for the soldiers.

Continuing to proceed inside the position as he talks about the area to the soldier in the guide, he eventually arrives at a magic tent that has appeared before.

The same was true of having an escort knight at the entrance, but the difference was that Ray cleared the way without saying anything when he confirmed he was here.

(Even though they said so beforehand... was there more to it?

Enter the magic tent with the soldier in the guide, with such doubts about the condition of the knight.

Some of the magic tents had all the people who had previously introduced Ray, but had never seen anything else.

These are the ones who have joined the rebels in the last few days and are the first to meet Ray in person.

Still no one turns an insulting gaze against Ray because he sees Ray doing his training in the days since he came here, listens to reports from his men, and listens to others on this scene?

Most of all, those who originally joined the rebels know that they are at a disadvantage.

I guess it was honest that I absolutely wanted to avoid imitations that would worsen my relationship with a powerful force without complaining about Ray beyond being in such a situation.

There is also a great deal in that Merclio, who is also the flag of this rebel, is a thoughtful man of Vihera who can't lift his head.

… although many people have more complicated feelings than some people have in mind about that vihella.

"Excuse me, I've brought Lord Ray."

When the soldier in the guide tells him so, Theorem nods and opens his mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work. Step back, please."

"Ha!"

That's how Ray turns his gaze on the soldier leaving the magic tent.

Because I understood that the current exchange, that is, because I did not want this soldier to ask me about the conversation that is going to take place here.

(Sounds like something really happened)

Ray, who was thinking that way, turns his gaze to Theorem again.

I guess I understood your gaze to encourage you to talk. Theorem opens his mouth.

"As a matter of fact, we have information from those who left it in the capital.... By the way, besides Rodos infiltrating the 1st Prince about this information, it comes from multiple sources, and most importantly, it is a report after seeing the real thing, so it becomes an unmistakable fact"

Ray, who somehow perceived the reason for the report in that strangely cautious language, smiles small and opens his mouth.

Has the enemy arrived?

"That's right. The number of crusaders is about three thousand, out of the ranks of supply units. There are about a thousand more people here."

"... just a thousand people, huh?

To Theorem's words, Ray leans his neck unintentionally.

In fact, if you're an Imperial Army, it shouldn't be so hard to roll out 10,000 units.

Even though there are more of us than the rebels, there are only about a thousand of us who are winning.

Whatever you think, it was a force of war that you didn't really think was hanging on.

"There is also the problem that collecting troops takes time..."

"In the first place, the role of this crusader seems to be reconnaissance. It seems that they are also incorporated into the Crusaders, all of whom are considered incompetent among the Second Prince. You're a dumping pawn."

Try to block the words of Theorem, Merclio tells you.

Abandoned pawn. Hearing the words, Ray finally gives a convincing look.

Surely, in that sense, it would be just fine to assemble the incompetent to form a crusade. We can confirm our strength and even dispose of our incompetence among our people. Exactly a one-stone two-bird measure.

However, questions remain about that as well.

"I know it's effective, but are you a second prince? Wasn't it the First Prince we were hostile to?

"It's not like I'm close to anyone other than Brother Kabbazide. In the first place, it was Brother Cabazide, Brother Schulus and Sister Frizione who conspired to keep me under house arrest.... Well, Brother Schulz, I didn't think you'd be first in line. No, given the character of my militant brother Schulz, Ning Ro, can you convince me?

Merclio laughs with no disruption at all when he says the crusaders are imminent.

The aristocrats around them who saw it understand how hasty they were and regain their composure.

(Heh)

I don't know if he did it intentionally. Still, it is true that he calmed down some of the nobles who were confused, and Ray, who felt Theorem saw one end of Merclio's ability to be heartbroken, raises a voice of admiration inside.

"Ray wanted me to ask you what you're going to do."

"... mine?

"Yes. Even if I let my sister in, you're the strongest figure in this rebel army. There is also a subordinate named Griffon, who also decides to move as a parade army on an individual basis. I mean, even if you were alone, you could be the head of some units."

Neither do the others dispute the words.

Of course there are those who want to say it, but most of them have seen how much Ray's strength is in previous mock warfare, and even more so have experienced it through the training of soldiers.

Even for those who have just rendezvous, they are silent because they have heard about Ray from those who were gathering earlier.

In the meantime, Ray, who received Merclio's gaze, opens his mouth without looking particularly impressed.

"If that's what you want, can I just smash it from the front?

For a moment the nobles turn to words leaked from Ray's mouth, questioning his sanity.

The exception was about Gurgasto, who crossed the blade with Ray, to Tiyur, who is intoxicated by Vihera, Theorem and Vihera, who is well aware of the existence of Ray, but is therefore convinced that Vihera would say so.

Even for Merclio, he has a small, surprising look at whether the words out of Ray's mouth were unexpected.

Gurghast was desperate to mix it up and send a signal to Ray with his eyes, but Ray himself seemed completely unconcerned.

In the first place, this time the enemy is a group of incompetents, Merclio said. If such an opponent asked if he needed a large number of troops, the answer was no.

If you try Ningro Ray, you can call him an affordable opponent when you think of him as training to use the King's armor.

(Best of all, unlike the magic that can be extensively attacked, the King's armor is basically an effective skill when dealing with a few. And the opponent is a bunch of incompetents. If you think about that area, you'll probably get away with it as soon as you're in the middle of a fight)

It was Merclio thinking something with his gaze toward Ray who was thinking that way, but I guess eventually his thoughts came together. He opens his mouth with a slightly sorry face.

"Ray, what can I tell you after you've bothered to call me here, but can you leave me to this one regarding this crusade?

"... don't fight me," he said?

"That's right. I have heard from my sister about your powers, and I understand in other exchanges since I came to this position. It also means it's powerful. Surely, if you sweep away your enemies, our morale will be greatly enhanced. But at the same time, as an army of gatherers, we need to go through a bit of combat and train them to collaborate. Especially if your enemies are weak, you can say they're a good opportunity to dress up to gain experience, right?

To that extent, Merclio's gaze is directed toward Theorem, next to him.

You must have figured out what your own master wanted to say with that gaze. Theorem opens his mouth.

"Besides, Ray's presence would still not be known over there. Suspicious, there must be no certainty. There is no need to show this trump card to a crusader of abandoned pawns heading this way than to be"

Ray was lost in that word for a moment, but if he did practice using the armor of the king, he decided it was true that he should deal with a strong enemy rather than with a weak one, and that he would return a snort, though an insubordination.