Legend

"... what? Now what?"

In a magic tent near the center of the rebel position, Whidere makes a loud voice.

No, that's not enough, and I turn my suspicious gaze toward Ray, who's inside the magic tent.

There seems to be a nobleman who would say what is disrespectful if it were normal, but no one would say anything to blame for knowing what Widare feels like even if it is happiness or unhappiness or those nobles.

Some even had a sympathetic look on their face that they could understand Ning Ro saying that.

"It means exactly what you say. Last night, deep red and guerrilla troops attacked the Crusaders and succeeded in leaving them almost devastated."

That was the word I was told again, but there is still a strong side to it that if you try to make it a widere, you won't believe it.

Speaking of what is incredible, in terms of how you carried out a night raid on your opponent against a crusader who would still have been in the other sphere of power in the first place, and how you caused devastating damage to your opponent against a crusader with as many as 6,000 people.

Especially the latter, where the faces of the White Rose Knights, including Widare, have been with the lookouts since they came to the rebels, but still understand about the number of Ray's troops.

That's how many people...

It was the tornado of flames used in the Seremus Plains that passed the back of Widare's brain, but it was not conceivable, nevertheless, that it would be so much damaged that it would be devastated.

Naturally, I didn't think Ray's created fire whirlwind would be able to move around the position.

But… the report was also fatal for Widare.

I know that Frizione, who is also the master of his service, is worried about the battle between his brothers.

That's why Frizione wants to create an adhesive state about the rebel side and somehow settle this civil unrest by discussing it during that adhesive state.

Wiedele also guessed that he was after it, but he didn't even think that Frizione, who helped put Merclio under house arrest, would be so easily accepted.

Among these, Widere noted the magnitude of the power that Kabazid and Schuls have.

If they fought properly with the two princes, they would be disadvantaged in terms of numbers, and they were aiming to make Frizione accept the rebels for it.

Of course, the power of the 1st Imperial faction led by Frizione is inferior to that of Kabazid and Schuls. But still, the rebels will accept that they have enough power to be a faction.

However... the premise of insurgency's lack of power has been overshadowed by the current story.

If Ray is an individual and has an army side force, it will be the same thing that the rebels have two forces.

In the night raid, the guerrilla troops were waiting at the entrance to the protective fence, which is why they definitely made a difference so far. But even without it, Ray's magic had already brought the Crusader's position closer to destruction than any other guerrilla force.

That much to think about, and Widere again thinks of ways to break the status quo on the inside.

(As things stand, there are five forces moving in this civil war: His Highness Cabazide, His Highness Schulus, His Highness Merclio, Deep Red, and His Highness Frizione. His Majesty the Emperor is watching, and the Imperial Army is mostly suppressed when the surrounding countries and the Kingdom of Mireana make strange moves)

Chirali, and Weidele, who turned his gaze to Ray, who is at the end of his gaze, once again turns his thoughts around in his head.

(In other words, as things stand, His Highness Merclio and Deep Red are working hand in hand against His Highness Kabbazide and His Highness Schulus, respectively. … but the former is advantageous in terms of pure force. Because... I can still go. No, Ning Lo, this situation is why the power of His Highness Frizione can be the trump card. His Royal Highness Frizione will not be pleased, but the safety of that one is the top priority!

The top priority for Widere is Frizione's safety.

Beyond that, it was an unlikely option to break the attitude of cooperating with rebels who, even if they were militarily disadvantaged in the present situation, were overwhelmingly in their favour on the battlefield.

In the first place, having an irregular presence that has as much power as it can decently cross with one army on an individual greatly breaks the calculations and expectations of Widere and Frizione.

As for Widere, what an extra thing to do! And you would naturally want to yell at me.

(The question is, what does the other side think? Seemed quite favorable when I brought the story before, but if I hadn't changed my mind on this one......)

When I think about it that much, I notice that Fumi Merclio is smiling and turning his gaze toward me.

"Huh!?

Were you being seen through what you were thinking? Even though I think so for a moment, the next moment I will reopen what is wrong with you.

Originally I am not a politician, even if I am a knight. Because Merclio, who has been educated as a prince in this quest for the belly of his hand, has no rivalry.

"So, Your Highness, Merclio. Am I being called today to tell you about the crusader defeat?

"You have that too. It's just been a few days since you guys came to the rebel position, right? It's time for me to tell you how to handle my offer from sister Frizione."

Coming.

To the words out of Merclio's mouth, I think so.

I've been here so far to hear this reply. And it is unlikely that the rebels will accept Frizione more than the defeat of the Crusaders has been achieved.

We need to persuade Merclio to overturn his decision...

It was a widere I thought so, but it was an unexpected word that came out of Merclio's mouth.

"Yes, Frizione, I'd like to thank you for your offer."

"... Huh?

Wideret didn't know what the person in front of him was saying.

No, I know, but I still didn't know why I made that choice, should I say?

Why accept Frizione, who could be an extra spark here on purpose, when the rebels have already left the Crusaders twice?

I don't understand that, but the late whine.

But Merclio opens his mouth with a grin on such a whine of widere.

"Maybe you didn't think I'd accept my offer on sister Frizione?

"No! But the..."

The way in which it is said reveals the inside of the Widere.

"Well, you don't even know how Widare feels. But just because we could win this time doesn't mean we can win next time, right? Naturally, I'm going to win this one and work out a lot of strategies, but even if I think of one, I'd rather have a lot of fighting power. And..."

Phew, and a bitter smile at Merclio.

The bitter smile, unlike the one that was floating a few seconds ago, seemed to Wideree like the one that came naturally to mind.

"Sister Frizione has high popular support because of her character. As far as I'm concerned, I have no objection to accepting someone like that because they want to join us. But naturally, I have a few problems accepting it."

"... what is it?

"First of all, it's the biggest problem, but it's about the right to inherit the throne. Hoping to rendezvous with this means saying this but getting under me. That's how I recognize you, but don't you mind?

"That's... I'm sorry, but you can't answer me in one place"

I don't think Frizione is after the status of Emperor.

But I can't answer the questions that Frizione is going to have to ask, and I just have to postpone it.

Regardless, it is an accepted question that Wideret will reply like that, even as Merclio.

That's why I can connect you to the next word.

"Then why don't you go back and let Sister Frizione know about this? I don't think my brother will show any movement now, nor will it be difficult to get back to Imperial Capital. … except"

To the word, Widere solidifies for a moment. What conditions can be attached? Because I thought so.

"If Sister Frizione is going to join me, naturally we need to get an escort out of here as well. Brother Schulz, it will take time for both of you and Brother Kabazid to form a massive crusade, but I don't think we're going to miss coming here from our own camp."

"That's... sure"

I have to convince myself of Merclio's words, and I nod back.

"But you know I'm not sending a big army, right? Because he's within the power of his brother's improvement. Ray only led his own troops during this night's raid to make sure they didn't find him."

"I mean, it's..."

"Yes. I'm going to ask you to take Ray and Seto. Ray, the individual's fighting power is unbeatable.... Well, as you can see from this night raid, we specialize in the extermination of the wide area of magically aggregating and attacking a large number of enemies, but we also make it easier to do melee combat just because we're magical warriors"

"It's... I know. Even so, at the martial arts tournament, I saw you as an escort to His Highness Frizione."

"... heh. I don't like to fight, Frizione. It's rare on my sister."

"Because the finals must see the battle as imperial duty. But... the face of Lord Ray, who played in the fighting tournament, is quite widespread in Imperial City. Whatever this is after some time, there will still be a strong impression of the Emperors in the battle against Lord Noise."

So isn't Ray deserving of it in this case? It was Vihera who opened her mouth to Widerle, who asks with such meaning.

"Sure, Ray has a sold face, but if you're not an individual to get to the Imperial City without finding it, you'll find it, and then your personal combat skills will matter. Most importantly, if you want to welcome my sister Frizione, it would be nice if I were to go..."

Vihera punctuating words there.

That would be natural, too. If you try to be one in the Imperial Capital, Ray did become famous for this martial arts tournament, but Vihera is more known for her face than that.

Of course there are others who excel in combat as individuals. For example, glugust, theolame, etc., would be.

Regardless of Theorem, Gurgasto is quite well known to the imperial nobility, but his face is not known to the average human being, regardless of his name.

Why Ray was chosen among them. That was still the presence of a ceto that could fly in the sky.

From rebel positions to Imperial Capital, about two days. Running on a horse would be even shorter than that, but it would still take more than a day.

But... if it's Seto, that's only about a few hours away.

Its overwhelming mobility was the biggest reason Ray was chosen.

Furthermore, it would naturally affect that Ray is the only one who can fly on Ceto.

Explained from the mouth of Vihera, there was no reason not to be convinced, even as a widere.

"... ok. So, when exactly will you be returning to Empire City?

"I can't say anything because I'm currently exploring the situation in Imperial Capital, but I'm sure you'll have me leaving within close range. So, Whidere, you White Rose Knights, be ready to leave whenever you want."

Widere snorted at Vihera's words.

Bratta, who had slowly rested her body and recovered her strength, was promptly and only encouraging her to go to training.

I guess I regretted not being able to help my partner Soble out because of my lack of strength. I wave my long sword with a look so impatient that I can see it from the side.

The blow crushes the tree that was placed as the target.

"Ha, ha, ha."

How many hours have you already been training? Its breath is rough, with biscuits and sweat on its face.

Shouldn't we stop Bratta, even if he's a 1st prince soldier around? I thought so, but no one can speak to Bratta now, and more and more people move places to another training ground just to stay out of it.

Among other things...

"Bratta!"

"Ha, ha.... Rhodos. What's the matter with you? I'm busy right now. If you have business to attend to later."

That's right, he threw it away and tried to go back to training, Bratta, but the next thing I know, he stops moving unintentionally on the words that came out of Rodos' mouth.

"Is it true Ray came out!?

"... he'll let me finish with this hand!

With a caged word of killing, a long sword was waved, destroying also the tree that had been embedded next to the tree that had been destroyed earlier.