Legend

"Captain Ray! Is it true you're leaving us to go to Imperial City!?

"Oh, it's true. Early tomorrow morning we will leave our positions and head to the Imperial City. But you knew me well. It's supposed to be classified for once."

Frizione, the 1st Empress, leads her own faction to escape the Empire and join Merclio, who became a rebel. Naturally, it had never been done in secret, and the matter was confidential among the rebels.

If you still can't see Ray, who was already to be recognised as the insurgent's biggest force, then naturally there will be some anxiety amongst the insurgents.

That's why it was circulated as a rumor at Tiyur's hands that Ray would soon be out alone, but naturally that rumor does not include information on where he would be out.

"Deputy Palenix told me. We're a guerrilla unit that's Captain Ray's unit, so you should know better than any other unit for when something happens."

"... I see"

"Oh, don't worry, we haven't been able to get any information on where Captain Ray is going outside the unit, of course"

"Well, that helps."

"So... is it true that Captain Ray is going to Empire City by himself?

When a soldier from the guerrilla force asks Ray, even the other soldiers send their gaze to Ray to prompt him to reply.

Because the gaze pointed from the surroundings was a gaze that purely trusted me, it is also difficult to stick hard as a ray.

Unlike the first question, the next question is whether Ray will go alone.

The guerrillas here had a strong sense of solidarity because they experienced an overwhelming victory together in the last night raid.

According to people, even those who have gained more attachment to the guerrilla forces than to the troops of their original ancient nests.

That's why I'm also worried when Ray, the captain of the guerrilla force, a necessary and central figure, moves alone.

But... Ray grins at the soldiers who look at him worryingly and reaches out to Seto's head, who was watching the story go on very hard next to him.

"It's not like I'm alone. There's Seto too..."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

I guess it felt good that Ray stroked me. Seto narrows his eyes and rings his throat.

There were several soldiers, male and female alike, who wouzzled themselves about wanting to stroke Ceto, who seemed like a cat, watching such Ceto from the side.

"Besides, I'm not the only one heading to the Imperial City, I'm with the White Rose Knights."

"Those people?

He was a soldier whining with surprise, but the words have no discontent color.

A mock fight between Ray and Wideret, which took place a few days ago. Because I trained with other White Rose Knights knights after that and understood their strength properly.

Speaking of simple skill, the difference in level was that the guerrilla soldier dropped slightly, and had almost the same strength.

Therefore, I guess I could have purely admitted it without seeing it with colored glasses such as the direct reports of the 1st Empress.

... Most importantly, the White Rose Knights are knights made up of only women, direct from the 1st Empress. Not just those in the guerrilla forces, but a few with a secret garden image.

It would naturally also affect that all the knights are more beautiful than average.

In fact, few people have heard about the White Rose Knights going away with Ray and have a sorry look on their face.

When I saw a soldier like that, I saw a soldier of a woman with a Zito eye.

"Anyway, that's why you don't have to worry about us. Besides, don't skip while I'm gone. Do your proper training."

The White Rose Knights would return to this position with the main team if the conversation proceeded well, but that was still to be said.

Instead, he stabs nails at the soldiers of the guerrilla forces.

(Well, I wouldn't be able to skip or anything more than have Pale Nix)

Ray remembers the face of the deputy captain who is now explaining about the guerrilla unit under Theorem.

I guess the soldiers also remembered the deputy captain's face. If I were to skip the training, my face would be drawn in unexpected ways.

"Damn, well, if you train normally, it won't be that bad.... but okay?

With a small grin and a fling from the voice that included a laugh, Ray's face makes a serious look.

It was a ray that could be described as a child's face or a woman's face, but the soldiers who know its strength do not imitate it in a way that would tear it up.

The fact is, Ray is seeping through the forces that pressure his surroundings right now.

"You guys... no, you're guerrilla troops, including me. It would be a very unlikely force to think of by name alone, but our track record shows that we are the strongest of these rebels. Where else, in less than thirty men, do you think you can turn thousands of enemies and destroy them without any harm to yourself?

"But that's... only because Captain Ray was there..."

"No."

Ray listens to the soldiers and immediately denies them.

"I'm pretty sure I took the lead. But that's because you've pinned down the enemy you've been fleeing from outside the position. Had it not been for you, I would certainly have done a lot of damage to the Crusaders, but it wouldn't have been a complete victory there."

"Captain..."

That much strength... that's what Ray, the captain who is unlikely to be a man, recognizes his power.

I couldn't put out any more words when I thought so, and the soldiers had the look of being extremely impressed by each of them.

"Uh, well, what is it? Anyway, you can definitely say that you are an elite unit among these rebels. Don't forget that, never be proud to keep working out."

'Yes!'

Ray, with a subtly illuminated look on his face, coughs up small before removing the death size from the mystering.

"Anyway, I'm not in this rebel army for a while from tomorrow. So we're gonna go pretty tough today."

What was the reply that aligned my voice earlier? The soldiers draw their faces to the word "go hard" out of Ray's mouth.

Even the training carried out so far was, naturally, demanding.

Though the elite were gathered, training was so demanding that their soldiers could neither eat nor pass their throats.

You can't be happy to be told that you will train more rigorously than that.

But there is no way that Ray would grant the wishes of such soldiers... on this day, the soldiers of the guerrilla forces will experience what is to be said even with the exception of Palenix, who is also the deputy captain.

Interrogations were taking place elsewhere in the rebel position when intense training of the guerrilla forces was taking place inside the position.

Among the tents that are covered and hidden from the surroundings by several tents is the Soble captured by the Rays guerrillas in the last battle.

Most importantly, when I say interrogation, I'm not torturing you, I'm just listening.

Soble is certainly nothing more as a source, but his loyalty to the Lord, Kabazid, is high and he does not divulge information in a detour.

And most importantly, it will also be a major pawn for negotiating with Kabazid.

That is why we are isolated in a tent unlike the other nobles who were taken prisoner during the first crusade.

Because of Soble's ability, it also means not to plan strange things.

"So, what do you think he said if I told him I was sleazy?

"I don't know. Come on, you know what?

To the words of the interrogator who has spoken, a soble to return briefly.

You just look like you're having a conversation, but the only way to get information from someone you're not going to talk to is to hang on to torture or some kind of deal.

The rebels also made various deals at first. For example, we don't turn back on ourselves, the treatment of those who were taken prisoner in the previous battle is worse, we don't want to eat something better, we're not interested in good women, etc.

But Soble refused all of it. Especially when it comes to the nobility that was taken prisoner in the previous battle, I even ran out of words that it would not be a trading material because it is a faction completely different from myself.

Soble, who is no more of a source against Kabazid, but given the advantages and disadvantages of extracting information, there was no way to adopt tough means, and he was thus trying to get a little information while taking public care of it.

Most importantly, I understand the extent of this as a soble. I'm on a public discourse with understanding because if you keep ignoring the other person's actions too much, you don't know what they're going to do.

You can also try not to give the information over there if you're a public tale, and the aim is that if you succeed, you might get information about the rebels from the other side.

There's no way I can escape with my physical abilities more than being a prisoner now.

All I can do now is get a little information from the man in front of me and put it to the service of my own lord, Kabazid.

That's why I was responding to a public conversation with the interrogator in front of me.

"Well, if you're going to imitate something like that, you're going to sneak up on it. Can you believe that?

"Sneaky, huh? Surely some people might be more pleased with that."

"Really? I'm grand from the front... hmm?

The man he was talking to stops noticing the footsteps approaching this tent and reaches for the long sword on his hips.

This tent is in a difficult position to find among the positions and is arranged in such a way that it is invisible from the surroundings in other tents.

Naturally, there are soldiers on the lookout in the tent around us, and if anyone approaches this tent, they should get rid of it.

I mean, did you get permission from above to come here...

(Or did you disable all the soldiers on the lookout)

An interrogator whose nasty imagination is past his head.

There is naturally a reason why this man is so nervous.

Because I asked my boss not to let anyone through while I was here.

No matter how much information you try to pull out while chatting, Soble is no substitute for being a prisoner.

Naturally, I'm careful not to let you get away with it, and I'm unconscious there.

Because someone who has no idea in that situation is coming... so nervous I can hear the interrogator man talking to the men on watch in front of the tent, exhaling a relieved breath.

Because it was the voice of a familiar person.

Two or three words watch and exchange words, and eventually the entrance to the tent opens.

The man who came in was still a man's known figure.

"Sorry to interrupt what we're talking about."

"Right, not at all. So, what can I do for you? I was just telling you the good part."

Show the interrogator man, who grumbles somewhat grumpy, what the new man came into the tent had in his hand with a bitter smile.

It is a fruit commonly eaten in the Fall in the Bestian Empire, about the size of a yellow fist and its name is Liot.

If Ray sees Liot, he'll remember the pears.

Apparently, Ray is slightly smaller than the pear he was eating in Japan, but the fruit was undoubtedly pear.

Autumn poetry… but still, this liotto, whose autumn is the season, is a popular fruit with water and sweetness.

They are eaten outside the Bestian Empire, but especially those of the Bestian Empire prefer Liot.

The interrogator's man also grins so much that he wants to know what the grump was a few seconds ago when he was handed Liot, and Soble also has a slight lip arc.

"It sounds delicious, doesn't it?

"It does look delicious... but that's why you're not even bringing it now, is it?

"I have your permission from the top."

That must be true, given that I have come this far without being blamed for soldiers waiting in the tent around me or for soldiers of the security waiting outside this tent.

"I didn't mean to..."

Sure, I'm glad you brought the liot, but that's why it was the Inquisitor's opinion that during the interrogation - I'm only talking to the public - I wouldn't let anyone else turn to me.

"Don't worry about it. I don't suppose there's any reason to leave you up here all the time."

"... is that all?

"Oh. I guess I didn't have any particular intentions, and I was simply going to let you breathe.... With that said, have you heard? That Deep Red's leaving the position tomorrow, but on mission."

"Am I? Oh, of course I know. I'm talking about a top-secret assignment for everything... well, that deep red thing does. I'm pretty sure it's gonna be all sorts of unscrupulous events."

An interrogator who returns words while holding Liot back.

Soble reacted with Pickle to the words of such an interrogator... but the interrogator man who was tasting the liot didn't look to notice.

And... the man who brought the liot sends a meaningful glance towards Soble for a moment.